<?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-9780290</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:08:45.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*one last tender moment between us</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-1556443246103554152</id><published>2008-11-21T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:17:34.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy holidays!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1556443246103554152?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1556443246103554152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1556443246103554152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1556443246103554152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1556443246103554152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy holidays'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8924405448215617324</id><published>2008-07-20T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:56:42.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>OK PEOPLE YOU NEED TO RELAX OK, CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need is probably a 10 second power nap and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as &lt;strong&gt;JADED&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;I GIVE UP&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;I'M THROUGH&lt;/strong&gt; etc.&lt;br /&gt;The end is always, always bittersweet but we &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; turn back.&lt;br /&gt;Move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to beg.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the last person you think you should head for advice(academic?).&lt;br /&gt;But you know, what I dispense is as sincere as it is.&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends who are reading this, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;AND YOU DEFINITELY KNOW WHAT TO DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I dont friend stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Kidding. We're all stupid in some way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8924405448215617324?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8924405448215617324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8924405448215617324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8924405448215617324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8924405448215617324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-6689534393596247322</id><published>2008-07-07T18:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:32:18.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i get it ... from my mama</title><content type='html'>Oh. I get it. It's like give, &lt;strong&gt;then take back&lt;/strong&gt;. As accusatory as it may seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from good food and good rest. That aint my sole prupose in life, but as always, I'm in constant search of that. And of course, good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapping back into reality, term starts again tmr. The cycle repeats itself, if not on an entirely different note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have this good feeling that it will be a quesy, rushy, fasty, uncomfy, mystery, squeezy, wheezy, flying term. How do you put it. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Out of the world&lt;/span&gt;? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like a sigh-ish, slow-ish "yeaaaaaaaaaaaahhh" rather than a jubilant "YEAH!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week to come, I fear.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking out. Or will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly recalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time last year I freaked out because of a completely different set of reaons. 3 sets, if I am not wrong. Something which happened prior to, in the midst of, and the arival of ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so scary it's not funny. Well, no one said it was. But just plain scary stinky shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I made it through all that makes me a survivor. Cocky as it may sound, but I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6689534393596247322?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6689534393596247322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6689534393596247322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6689534393596247322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6689534393596247322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-get-it-from-my-mama.html' title='i get it ... from my mama'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4003495764821969331</id><published>2008-06-30T16:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:13:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a thief in the night&lt;br /&gt;To come and grab you&lt;br /&gt;It can creep up inside you&lt;br /&gt;And consume you &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A disease of the mind&lt;br /&gt;It can control you&lt;br /&gt;It's too close for comfort &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's like the darkness is the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4003495764821969331?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4003495764821969331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4003495764821969331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4003495764821969331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4003495764821969331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-thief-in-night-to-come-and-grab-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1633684528327969445</id><published>2008-06-17T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:37:02.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid survey</title><content type='html'>Largely true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/type/LD.html" target="blank" title ="My personality type: the laid-back doer. Take the free iPersonic personality test!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk161/ipersonic/LD.png" border="0" alt="My personality type: the laid-back doer. Take the free iPersonic personality test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTM2NzcwMTYxODcmcHQ9MTIxMzY3NzM*NzcxOCZwPTQ2NjIxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1633684528327969445?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1633684528327969445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1633684528327969445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1633684528327969445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1633684528327969445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/06/stupid-survey.html' title='stupid survey'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-7730080941291508139</id><published>2008-06-13T10:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:21:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When I grow up ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has really stupid lyrics. Real dumb, but catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm back. Been lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a turbulent time, the period whilst i was away(un-blogging). If I had shared about it, then good for your kpo ear lined with sponge. HAHA. Nah, actually you people really matter to me, knowing that you'll be there no matter what. I'm really touched and I am, still, thankful for the listening ear, the long talks and efforts to brighten things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say, it's easier for me. Then again, you didn't quite catch the whole picture did you? Yup, bullshit. All I can say is &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; have no idea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are some who try to be there for me. I had no intentions of pushing them away - the advice, not then and not now. Of course, I appreciate it. You people matter too, trust me. Just, you know, the circumstances ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably done too much talking that there's little left for me to write. All that I could have wanted to say, I would have said it face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this difference when you express yourself to others directly in front of them, versus doing it virtually. The latter has this "fake-feeling", if I'm allowed to coin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a more genuine touch, coupled with a steady stream of emotions; the former bring about. Moreover the virtual form of communication tends to aggravate and prolong issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I've learnt: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to each, his own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No one ever said there's only one fucking solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, one should feel more relieved after his recent choice of action(s). The contrary could, perhaps, leave one feeling even more dejected, equating a wrong move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human nature is one funny thing. Greed, jealousy, bitterness, desperation ... compassion, love. All occuring at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like throwing in peppers, celery, lemon, salted vege and honeydew into a blender. Then switch the blades on to the maximum level. Presenting to you, the human brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or heart? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, &lt;strong&gt;love is stronger than hate&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-7730080941291508139?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7730080941291508139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7730080941291508139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7730080941291508139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7730080941291508139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-i-grow-up.html' title='when i grow up'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-7728849741684147309</id><published>2008-04-29T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:51:13.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ben and jerry's</title><content type='html'>Exciting day. What about yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very &lt;em&gt;pai seh&lt;/em&gt; today cause it's Ben and Jerry's free cone day. This is the first time - ever, doing such a typical thing my fellow citizens do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's besides the point. Every other friend I texted were on their way there, if not in the queue already. AND, none of them told me there's such a thing. Does everyone think I somehow won't know and that I wont help the long queues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW COME NO ONE TELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got consoled by the sweet treat in the middle of my break. Good calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you remembered to donate.&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-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Yes, no, and the maybe.&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/9780290-7728849741684147309?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7728849741684147309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7728849741684147309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7728849741684147309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7728849741684147309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/04/ben-and-jerrys.html' title='ben and jerry&apos;s'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1318268904763735514</id><published>2008-04-29T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:10:50.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;IF ONLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;EVERYDAY &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;IS FREE CONE DAY &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqmWZnxlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Sc4F60L2RQ4/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194667533531596370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqmWZnxlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Sc4F60L2RQ4/s320/Image081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The raffles group who went for more helpings, considering the queue wasnt long. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was hwa chong group also. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqm2ZnxmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/W10LL2XPutY/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194667542121530978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqm2ZnxmI/AAAAAAAAAUI/W10LL2XPutY/s320/Image082.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wait. Freebies waiting the the far corner, beyond the escalator. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqnmZnxnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zspkFsNLelk/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194667555006432882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqnmZnxnI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zspkFsNLelk/s320/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole point. Variety galore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqn2ZnxoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_tQyzuuyijU/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194667559301400194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqn2ZnxoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_tQyzuuyijU/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;300 calories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ridiculous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Balloons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yummy &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a matter of perspective&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1318268904763735514?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1318268904763735514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1318268904763735514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1318268904763735514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1318268904763735514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-only-everyday-is-free-cone-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/SBcqmWZnxlI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Sc4F60L2RQ4/s72-c/Image081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-7050961606189629913</id><published>2008-04-27T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:16:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>PW sparks alot of controversy, year after year. Personally I can find fault at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The fact that it's marked internally gives reason for "fairness across the board"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The students who hate the fucking PW season which takes up a whole good year 1, with people they may not like(or cannot stand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Parents who are super super super KIASU whether or not their child gets into local university with bad PW grades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Fluctuations in grades over colleges, where hwa chong gets 98% A while mine does about less than 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say dont count the subject in local university admission. Others say abolish it totally, or improve the marking system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say welcome to life. And if I, the laziest person in college with one of the harshest group conditions can do it, so can anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babel is such a random story. Someone enlighten me about the plot cause I don't see no link. Oh it's M18 by the way.&lt;br /&gt;18 18 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to rugby match yesterday to give moral support. I kept on telling myself they could at least score, which I thought they were capable. But BAM BAM BAM and half the day gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had finger food before tuiton. I swear everyone in that room hated me to the core. I was coughing profusely like an old uncle. Couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friend did a really embarrassing thing just before the lesson started. Already, I said we were early. Lucky I didnt enter first. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, at the back of my head, something rings for me to study, but the mechanics of those pills make me drowsy. An irony, those little circular things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-7050961606189629913?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7050961606189629913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7050961606189629913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7050961606189629913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7050961606189629913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8202178088752234506</id><published>2008-04-24T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:26:58.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S for Chem</title><content type='html'>Caught nasty bug and rested my head for 4 hours. Wanted to visit the doctor on my way home but I assumed sleeping would be more helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to do so many things but only done a couple. Perhaps cause I dont give a damn about walking in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idol later. If syesha gets booted, it's only cause she's black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got third(from the &lt;strong&gt;top&lt;/strong&gt;, finally) for the first organic test. Cant say for the rest but Im so proud that I helped pull the average up, instead of doing the norm; pulling it down. As usual, ong being ong, didn't give any indication that he was proud of us. Wasnt expecting any too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he wanted to reward us with pizza, without toppings. Talk about bearing the ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ethana vs ethanal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8202178088752234506?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8202178088752234506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8202178088752234506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8202178088752234506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8202178088752234506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday_24.html' title='S for Chem'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-869130234095883569</id><published>2008-04-20T10:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:01:19.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>My new modem's not working properly. Singnet should realise customer need care on sundays too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pee-Double-You&lt;/span&gt;. Didnt know results were gonna be released until the day before. The thing about not making it for morning assembly. There was only one alphabet I could bear to hear, and thank God I got it. It will be injustice if not, after all the showcases and reviews by heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Eh eh eh eh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A A A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's no fun when everyone else gets the same grade as you. Not that I'm complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nup-Fah&lt;/span&gt;. Which fell on a saturday and all items in a shot. Wasnt supposed to do it then, but I would be 18 if I went for the next date. So did my thing and audrey allowed it. Owed it to her. Cause I made history with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we went for the competitive group. My 2.4 partner had something like 9.30. Totally inspiring. And jump. I dont know man. Scrapped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Block&lt;/span&gt;. Super sucky. Ranking points equals to a&lt;strong&gt; prime number&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know, Shawty got &lt;strong&gt;low low low low&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;strong&gt;bounce back&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Idol&lt;/span&gt;. Surprisingly, david cook seems to be outshining david a., to me at least. Not that I watch every week but initially I thought david a. is so lucky. I mean he's around my age and gifted with such a voice. But his voice is losing appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drama night&lt;/span&gt;. The first show was crap? Is it even abstract. I only understood the massaging of testicles and fried/aired penises for tea by the palace people? But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second show rocked balls. Go wei ni. You were super. I mean I would pay to watch that performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Walls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Too many, too high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But together,we can them down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just cause we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-869130234095883569?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/869130234095883569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=869130234095883569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/869130234095883569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/869130234095883569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday.html' title='update'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-81573572779911089</id><published>2008-03-25T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T01:22:30.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chem paper1</title><content type='html'>In the middle of block, which is ending pretty soon. Wish not to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did something real silly the other day at the bank. Argh. Not my fault. STRIPPED! Well not in the literal sense of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to the radio, out of random boredom. AND, this bugger got free tickets to MORON FIVE. Yes, MORON FIVE. Unfair. The tickets are supposed to be sold out. Im so jealous of her. And you and you and you, all whom hold tickets to their concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came up with a great way to spend my saturday evening. What a change of lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so cheated. See, I studied all the topics (cause they lied and said everything will be in), except for &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;this topic&lt;/span&gt;, which I totally cannot do. And then, only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TOPICS CAME OUT. Bloody hell. I should be happy right. But this huge question on &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;the topic&lt;/span&gt; which I didnt study came out. Just my luck, 2 days buried under the notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-81573572779911089?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/81573572779911089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=81573572779911089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/81573572779911089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/81573572779911089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/03/chem-paper1.html' title='chem paper1'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-516031284665440877</id><published>2008-03-20T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:59:04.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must learn to say no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-516031284665440877?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/516031284665440877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=516031284665440877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/516031284665440877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/516031284665440877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-must-learn-to-say-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4211382884623020431</id><published>2008-03-15T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T11:18:42.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syimah's request</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177801518653178434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9s_DEzNAkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZyGJbmH-6Es/s320/Cam+Phone+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Upon request from syimah. Don't know why the three of us were bending for?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least she likes the pose. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4211382884623020431?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4211382884623020431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4211382884623020431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4211382884623020431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4211382884623020431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/03/syimahs-request.html' title='syimah&apos;s request'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9s_DEzNAkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZyGJbmH-6Es/s72-c/Cam+Phone+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-1887834968734089600</id><published>2008-03-12T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:15:38.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The Pantats. And Un-glam Mak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176517980561670706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9avrUzNAjI/AAAAAAAAATw/AkeY1-8-KSk/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9aviUzNAiI/AAAAAAAAATo/0YVgiyga3hk/s1600-h/Cam+Phone+035.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1887834968734089600?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1887834968734089600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1887834968734089600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1887834968734089600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1887834968734089600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-one-more-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9avrUzNAjI/AAAAAAAAATw/AkeY1-8-KSk/s72-c/Image036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-760642532619049736</id><published>2008-03-10T22:18:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:22:34.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;GPA 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NYJC, LT4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;SATURDAY, 8 MARCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pictorial summary. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176124814960427490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VKGEzNAeI/AAAAAAAAATI/vPHf3vnvgaM/s320/P1010249.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Every single one who made it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VK1kzNAfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZSiZTMvC31w/s1600-h/P1010254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176125631004213746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VK1kzNAfI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ZSiZTMvC31w/s320/P1010254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I happen to take this &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt; shot. Thought the effects were cool. Ok ok, so were the three people. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176124239434809810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VJkkzNAdI/AAAAAAAAATA/ihTR1Z6nuJ4/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176127155717603858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VMOUzNAhI/AAAAAAAAATg/qWjgLCv3jeI/s320/P1010219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking stage left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176126459932901890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VLl0zNAgI/AAAAAAAAATY/R6_Q8UcZCg8/s320/P1010256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Post show. 3rd dance performers. We actually managed to &lt;strong&gt;look&lt;/strong&gt; synchronized! Probably the first and the last time. Ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VI_0zNAcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ark1pxrcC4M/s1600-h/P1010241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176123608074617282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VI_0zNAcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Ark1pxrcC4M/s320/P1010241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176123023959065010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VId0zNAbI/AAAAAAAAASw/WhwNc3ZZAtQ/s320/P1010242.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; I know I always anyhow do this last post, up to the point I look freaky. Haha. Sorry. Wasn't born a dancer ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VHlEzNAYI/AAAAAAAAASY/5i43Mwu2v7A/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176122049001488770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VHlEzNAYI/AAAAAAAAASY/5i43Mwu2v7A/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emcee prepped by nana. Smoky eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176121546490315122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VHH0zNAXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5rddpdWVx0s/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emcee, hair being messed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176120373964243266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VGDkzNAUI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Kgd0kg4T8zE/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fooling around, pre-gpa, with champion trophy. It's worth a quarter of a shoping trip. It's &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All pictures above are tahnks to Zul's camera, except last three. Those are shot using my camera phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And I was wearing make up in all pics except the last. Let's just say the washing off part is horrible and my face feels unnatural throughout. Something I'll allow only once in a red moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-760642532619049736?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/760642532619049736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=760642532619049736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/760642532619049736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/760642532619049736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/03/gpa-2008-nyjc-lt4-saturday-8-march.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R9VKGEzNAeI/AAAAAAAAATI/vPHf3vnvgaM/s72-c/P1010249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-85374598276541770</id><published>2008-03-09T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:09:22.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You refused the oilve branch.&lt;br /&gt;Therein lies the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-85374598276541770?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/85374598276541770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=85374598276541770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/85374598276541770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/85374598276541770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-refused-oilve-branch.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5571034860560194671</id><published>2008-02-26T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:01:15.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 feb 08</title><content type='html'>Shall blog while waiting for notes plus tutorials to print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while. Got a new phone which was quite cheap. Hence I have the liberty to go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;. Not that I have the time to. Was actually saving for my &lt;strong&gt;dream phone &lt;/strong&gt;which costs &lt;strong&gt;700&lt;/strong&gt;. But more importantly, should spare myself from my parents nagging and disapproval. And I dont take care of my phone like diamonds or rubies anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not consolation. It's true as the sky is now reddish-bluish glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW fest tmr. Think I'll rot at booth. Then meet my beloved "TICKETTICKETTICKETTICKETSALES" teacher. I avoid the sofa these days for fear of that phrase blasted to me. It has become like a greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naf, your rose has turned into this shade of murky brown. Preserved with reaction between the atmosphere and reactants in the petals. And it was probably already dead once they chopped the poor flower stalk off from the parent plant. It was a shocking surprise though. Thanks. Dont tell me it'll end up as my birthday oresent in the end. Must separate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafs, my head's definitely &lt;strong&gt;up&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, on my neck, not shoved up an ass hole. And if you're reading this, whoever you are, HEADS &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;P. Just cause syafs says so. Cheer &lt;strong&gt;up&lt;/strong&gt; if you're feeling &lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt;. But if you cant please, please, dont jump &lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt;. Enough ups and downs. Rollercoasters are thrilling but not everyday please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew it could be so enriching and fulfilling to brighten up one's day. For a simple trip can ward off all emotional wreckage. And I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed math. This is where everyone throws a party and celebrate like hell. Wohoo. The anti-climax: I think I'm last in class. Same episode like chem. But hey, an improvement is a fucking improvement nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs was disappointing too. But was given an indication that all will be good once I insert the basic principles instead of jumping to analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Wonder what kind of person thats makes me.&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, it's still me. Take, or leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5571034860560194671?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5571034860560194671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5571034860560194671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5571034860560194671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5571034860560194671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/02/26-feb-08.html' title='26 feb 08'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5531638968944732216</id><published>2008-02-17T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:36:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my immortal vid</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/MUeSO499Ao/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/MUeSO499Ao/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="300" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5531638968944732216?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5531638968944732216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5531638968944732216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5531638968944732216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5531638968944732216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='my immortal vid'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1712855730938933242</id><published>2008-02-15T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:45:18.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chem test</title><content type='html'>So bitter about it. Why? EVERYONE got higher than me. What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. The glass is half full. I've moved out of the F grade dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot some prawn brain juice into my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1712855730938933242?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1712855730938933242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1712855730938933242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1712855730938933242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1712855730938933242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/02/chem-test.html' title='chem test'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8573798457839211663</id><published>2008-02-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:12:38.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What is this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If full of care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We have no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To stop and stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8573798457839211663?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8573798457839211663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8573798457839211663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8573798457839211663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8573798457839211663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-is-this-life-if-full-of-care-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-3311687837740347790</id><published>2008-02-10T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:09:01.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me meeeeEEE</title><content type='html'>I should be studying beloved biology and chrasmatic chemistry now, but I'm bored. So snapshots of reunion dinner, or buffet, more like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351633050202578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D8Wvw8dI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oJOzYEVirgo/s320/070208+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D2Wvw8bI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kBnFd_PjXL4/s1600-h/070208+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351529970987442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D2Wvw8bI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kBnFd_PjXL4/s320/070208+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D5Wvw8cI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-aT8tLhVJu4/s1600-h/070208+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351581510595010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D5Wvw8cI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-aT8tLhVJu4/s320/070208+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165351521381052834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D12vw8aI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZFjmBsnQvtQ/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told ya I was bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My photoshopping is amateurish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever kills boredom. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you Happy &lt;strong&gt;POST&lt;/strong&gt; Chinese New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sucks.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68CRmvw8ZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JJCb5vwwyX4/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-3311687837740347790?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/3311687837740347790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=3311687837740347790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3311687837740347790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3311687837740347790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/02/me-meeeeeee.html' title='me meeeeEEE'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R68D8Wvw8dI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oJOzYEVirgo/s72-c/070208+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-4157579983735984100</id><published>2008-02-03T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:06:29.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love stoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Those flashing lights come from everywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way they hit her I just stop and stare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's see. I failed two tests, passed gp(well the rate was only37%), aced a re-test(still counts even though it's a re-test ok). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh Weini, the VIPs just passed the message along to Tonny Lim and I was summoned to the offices. Actually they just want me to give them an assurance whether or not I'm serious abot the bio thing. And of course, to highlight how it sucks and I have other options with my current combi, which I heavily doubt. Talking about science here. But it's over. Kinda know what I want for now. Future remains as grey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my way to school yesterday(yes ridiculous workshop on a saturday morning; GC workshop can you believe it), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CHASED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By that I mean a female dog. Well even if it was male, it was still acting like a bitch. I wouldnt know. Stared at me the moment I got out of the lift. If you dont already know, I hate dogs and am fearful of the creature more than a snake or rhino. Seriously, the dog, dogs have issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First thing I noticed was the white, poodle-like, puppy-sized, not-cute dog was bloody &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unleashed&lt;/span&gt;! Danger. Worse, the owner was nowhere. I thought, &lt;em&gt;this must be a missing, hungry dog. Better not provoke.&lt;/em&gt; Not good.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Then I think I mustve stamped my foot on the ground before walking briskly away from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;WURRFFFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Uh-oh. Deep shit. And it barked some more. Fucking hell, I ran like nobody's business. Man, I sound like a loser. But it ran after me, wanting to lick or bite me I dont know. The dog was fast, but it didnt catch up with me. Hah, take that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I managed to circle the amphitheatre before it hit me that I should run up the steps. Good thing I wasnt carrying anything and wearing shorts. Sprinted all the way up and lucky thing, it didnt follow me. There were people at the bus stop so I acted as if everything was alright and walked normally. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nah I didnt get trauma, but I went to lt4 instead of lt2. Until Liling called to ask why am I there. I asked myself the same thing too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Any correlation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moving along, I cant comprehend the need to practice "this place belongs to me" instead of "I belong to this place". In other words, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;share&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's not that difficult. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah I know it's too bad your parents are not rich enough to hire private tutors and hot-house you. Cause apparently, you cant, or refuse, to create harmony with people around you. Too bad, too, that we're not ready to be subservient enough to sit on the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;For the love of your minimal social capacity, it's only a canteen seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;No need for indirect insults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No need for the irrational behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No need for the chinese expletives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cant you see how &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; the canteen is and how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; people there are during common break. At the very, very least, open your mouth to reason or an "excuse me ...". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Come on, we are civilised young adults who can talk things out. No one will whack you, or want to even. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are a fine example, amongst many others. Pointless if you achieve 50 As. Cause the chances a company will hire you is close to none. Except maybe, your father's company. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh well, thats what you can call "&lt;strong&gt;MINE&lt;/strong&gt;", albeit a tuckshop furniture company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4157579983735984100?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4157579983735984100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4157579983735984100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4157579983735984100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4157579983735984100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-stoned.html' title='love stoned'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-9138562891653675530</id><published>2008-01-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:02:10.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sleep? Sleep is heavenly. And as always, I've been catching up on sleep this weekend. Still, my thighs still ache from the lunges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales? Not many pants carry my size. Yet, I dont lose hope of finding some nice shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's fine. Though this week I met up with some VIPs about my subject combi. Which is pretty pointless. Reason &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;#1: They managed to point out my biology sucks to the core.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;#2: Coaxed me to get As instead of struggling for biology. Which part of jc aint a struggle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;#3: My &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;science &lt;/span&gt;current combi only satisfy &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;arts&lt;/span&gt; faculty pre-requisites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps I will end up doing F&amp;amp;B or Accountancy or Law. What the fuck. Science stream which doesnt take me to its end point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA is doing fine as well. Although I know Im always late for it. Haha what the hell. Im &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; late. If response continues to build up, our event will be a smashing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Have to save for a new phone. And cant decide on one. I need &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;large large&lt;/span&gt; space to dump stuff cause I dont own an mp3 and a sharp and reliable camera cause mine died. How much should I spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the express music. Cause it's the cheapest. Starting at 248bucks(relative). 3.2mp autofocus with a 512mb space. It is so small that it can only fit a giant beetle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's n95. 5mp autofocus carl zeiss with 8gb memory. Kinda bulky. Setback: 668bucks with no radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone of lust: w960i. 8gb built in memory with memory card slot, if you really need more than 8gb. Sleek and it's a walkman touchscreen. However camera is only 3.2mp, without autofocus. Costs a whopping bomb. 698.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, k850i. 5mp, autofocus. Package only comes with a 512mb card and costs 538. I wonder why. The camera should be the reason. Product looks unattractive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're going "materialistic materialistic materialistic materialistic materialistic materialistic materialistic". Maybe I should settle for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;zero dollar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-9138562891653675530?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/9138562891653675530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=9138562891653675530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9138562891653675530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9138562891653675530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/01/sleep.html' title='sleep?'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-330711930785058744</id><published>2008-01-12T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T17:55:32.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>january 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The good and the bad times, we've been through them all ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. It's not always rainbows and butterflies. Wherever we may go, a familiar sight or not, the deep hole with shit is always lying around. Escape is non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue lies in the way we deal with it cause that determines how we lead our lives, and probably the future. There is a difference when one begins to feel content with what he/she has(includes the number of problems and/or the amount of joy at a given moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human nature will defy this - greed in all. Happiness is secondary. Once one is content with the current situation, he/she readily accepts it as fate. Ash cannot be turned to coal, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matters is life goes on, better and brighter than the past. This may not be possible with emotions involved most of the cases. But make the best of it, wherever, whenever possible. &lt;strong&gt;Everything happens for a reason&lt;/strong&gt;. You never know what may happen if you dont try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life story may not be as juicy as others. Perhaps negligible in terms of depth as compared to some others. However there is no doubt I've had my fair share of wrong paths taken. All that needs to be done is to take the excruciating experience of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take change with an open heart, even though it may very much not be welcomed with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stars fade out, it's still there actually. Then, we need family and friends and God's mercy to help us see the stars rekindle again in our eyes. It's alright to allow help from our close ones in the time of need and bare. If the relationship is really true and genuine, you'll feel the warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, repay this act of kindness with sincerity, no matter how small it is. This, makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last bit is to thank the precious and genuine friendships that I have made over 2007, and those that remained true since the land before time. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intangibles in life mean so much to me. I know I'm damn demanding and annoying, serious and joking at all the wrong times, sarcastic, and lacking in many aspects. Cant thank you guys enough for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who contrubuted to the contrary, I thank you too, for the lessons I learnt the hard way will not go down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God's grace, this year will be a better one than the previous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-330711930785058744?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/330711930785058744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=330711930785058744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/330711930785058744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/330711930785058744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-2008.html' title='january 2008'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5588856302654550113</id><published>2008-01-06T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:54:08.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must've been love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="70"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kz-sVvx24V"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Kz-sVvx24V" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="280" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5588856302654550113?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5588856302654550113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5588856302654550113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5588856302654550113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5588856302654550113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2008/01/mustve-been-love.html' title='must&apos;ve been love'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-6020634332184141640</id><published>2007-12-28T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:18:28.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For each picture paints a thousand words ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147193631003630418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R26BVh4f21I/AAAAAAAAAOg/7l4mgJ5SVPE/s320/Image045-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R26AfR4f20I/AAAAAAAAAOY/6YERag4JGMI/s1600-h/11092007409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147192698995727170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R26AfR4f20I/AAAAAAAAAOY/6YERag4JGMI/s320/11092007409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R25_IB4f2zI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zBrNruCExSo/s1600-h/02092007387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147191200052140850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R25_IB4f2zI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/zBrNruCExSo/s320/02092007387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R25-4R4f2yI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BVooyXuKzVQ/s1600-h/1_447507089l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147190929469201186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R25-4R4f2yI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BVooyXuKzVQ/s320/1_447507089l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-1243307384787732735</id><published>2007-12-28T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:39:08.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>++</title><content type='html'>As promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to insert captions but screwed the whole post. So here it is, all deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1243307384787732735?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1243307384787732735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1243307384787732735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1243307384787732735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1243307384787732735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_28.html' title='++'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-9099707589807294128</id><published>2007-12-28T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:08:18.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of dec</title><content type='html'>It's the last week, or second last week of december, rather. So many things have come and gone.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to post pics but my connections kinda sucks and my mouse - &lt;strong&gt;old &lt;/strong&gt;mouse, was cranky. Pics soon ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of christmas, eat steak and own salad bar for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of christmas, hang out with Anderson besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day of christmas, indulge in &lt;em&gt;hari raya&lt;/em&gt; goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth day of christmas, sleep for 12hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth day of christmas, bake bake bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth day of christmas, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I CAN BLOODY HEAR THE MONEY ROLLING INTO THE BANK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh day of christmas, Nanyang bestie&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; birthday&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eigth day of christmas, shop shop shop. Till others around me drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninth day of chrtistmas, resort vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenth day of christmas, hug and tell all my loved ones how much I cherish them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleventh day of christmas, erm sleep some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelfth day of christmas, complete all overdue tutorials and STUDY. Cause the new term is here, like it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-9099707589807294128?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/9099707589807294128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=9099707589807294128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9099707589807294128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9099707589807294128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-week-of-dec.html' title='last week of dec'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-9218445067701855900</id><published>2007-12-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:01:25.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R1wRMoPtWuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3zM3n0AHsAk/s1600-h/papercantwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142003783209671394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R1wRMoPtWuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3zM3n0AHsAk/s320/papercantwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-9218445067701855900?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/9218445067701855900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=9218445067701855900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9218445067701855900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9218445067701855900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/R1wRMoPtWuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3zM3n0AHsAk/s72-c/papercantwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-5788848975005145254</id><published>2007-12-08T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:57:02.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beach outing</title><content type='html'>Beach outing where there was no sun, where I brought only one packet of biscuits while ate the most(I think) and ended up at the new terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late, as usual, and took my own bus. Played ball games and the water. And orange bicycle. And ate ate ate. Thanks everyone, for the bike, food and company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, how my chinese skin didnt get burnt. Bathe bathe then bowled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, where I almost lost my wallet. And had the first strike on my first bowl. The old men beside us was doing some weird routine before the bowled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to changi for dinner but ended up at the wrong terminal. TWICE! Cracked &lt;em&gt;mat &lt;/em&gt;jokes and all that rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank God it didnt pour today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy so shall post pics some other time. Hah. They're not even uploaded yet.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5788848975005145254?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5788848975005145254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5788848975005145254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5788848975005145254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5788848975005145254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/12/beach-outing.html' title='beach outing'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-7495402863112890067</id><published>2007-12-04T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:56:02.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post malacca</title><content type='html'>Post malacca trip.&lt;br /&gt;Tired and I need to get up in a couple of hours time. Post a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun. Food, actually. Think I ate so much that the food, if combusted, can light up my house for a couple of hours. A road trip I would call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malacca has changed so much since the last. Infrastructure  can still be improved cause the roads just jam up near that area. Also, quite easy to get lost as most of the roads are one way! No turning back. The shophouses on outher city reminds me of katong houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this new big spacious bright urban shopping mall in the heart of the town. Every single shop was on freaking sale but I didnt bring much cash to shop cause it's really a food trip, for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car was full of biscuits, almond and raisin-coated choclates and other food stuff. Breakfast at the &lt;em&gt;perhentians&lt;/em&gt;(stops) were better than the hotel one. White coffee at oldtown was also good. Strong. The way I like it. Dont think there's and oldtown in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was &lt;em&gt;asam pedas&lt;/em&gt; all the time. Lotsa kampong food and kampong vege, some that Ive not even tasted nor seen. But the &lt;em&gt;sambal belacan&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;chincalok&lt;/em&gt; was POW POW power. All the food was good actually. And added extra rice for every meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I try my best not to be skinny OK. Ive just got slim genes. Cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;Stop calling me skinny boy. Equivalent to an insult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the big dinner. This seafood place so near the river banks(&lt;em&gt;muara sungai&lt;/em&gt;) that you can smell the starbucks contents. But the food was good and cheap. VERY CHEAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prawns were as thick as a umm... tube of toothpaste? And the fish was just white and fresh. Crab was dissapointing cause the contents quite little though it was tasty. Sotong was deep fried and crunchily oily. Haha. Think I ate the most mussels cause no one else really like it. Real good I tell you - didnt have any murky taste and it was thick and rich. Not a fan of cockles but there were big too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water in the suite was brownish. Hence the rash/itchiness that everyone else got. I didnt though. Drank from mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel was full of Singaporeans, can tell from their faces and more reliably, car plates. Sauna-ed. Umm sweated little. Does it mean anything? Is it a fat thing? Cause I was the only cold one too in the car throughout the drive. So everyone was comfortable and I was half freezing under a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eh Im not trying to imply anything here. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited this kampong house made into a site-seeing site for tourists. The moment we entered the auntie said, from spore ah? in malay. Yeah it's on our foreheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house cum museum was cool. Liked the old-school tiles and the vintage curtains and sofas. It had an open-air concept and though it had a zinc roof, it was cooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a spontaneous decision and drove up to aunts place. Road trip - to eat some more. Tsk. SATAY. With fat bits in the middle of the stick. Oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove back in the middle of the night and arrived home early ytd morning. I'd rather have short trips than long ones. Perhaps cause Ive been to msia so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a breather then went out for lunch. My treat. Ginseng soup tasted like plain water, which in the end tasted like vege and prawn soup. And we got innovative(bullshit). Ended up cooking nonsense. Chatted abit about the past and our decision will not be a regretful one, with God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained to megastore and acted all crazy and childish. The source of it all - me. Maybe next time round there'll be more gift ideas and stuff to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran for nothing, throwing sarcasm and &lt;em&gt;suan&lt;/em&gt;-ing all the way. Favourite past-time of ours. Caught show elsewhere and again, was freezing towards the end. Needed to pee. Jacket-less some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remeber to sing stupid sounds if you wanna call the birds. Dont call the wrong ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-7495402863112890067?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7495402863112890067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7495402863112890067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7495402863112890067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7495402863112890067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/12/post-malacca.html' title='post malacca'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5831232868924587809</id><published>2007-11-25T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:16:37.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;when you smile at me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know exactly what you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine people. It's almost 7. PM. Haha. This morning woke up early, although I was yearning to wake up real late. It was an unplanned picnic. I LOVE OUTDOORS. And family too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch-ed, then bus-ed to town to eat some more. STILL, gaining weight is near impossible. Whenever I go up that weighing scale, that needle seems almost stagnant. Im probably gaining only fats from all that laksa and nasi lemak and old chang kee and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out the late afternoon weather wasnt fair. So packed up and go. Back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. I kinda blew my top and it wasn't a good feeling ok. The aftermath - I felt horrible, honestly. Didnt plan to blog on this but I'm truly sorry. Weird, but I learnt something out of the test of friendship. Sorry aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. One of the limited free days in the week that I have now. What else? SHOPPED. Bought tops. And eat and eat. Ok I know my posts are full of going to makan places and lack pictures but that's cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a &lt;strong&gt;FOODIE. &lt;/strong&gt;Cant blame me for that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dont own a camera phone&lt;br /&gt;3. My less-than-a-year-6Mpixel camera is spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet raffles hospital serves small servings. Nice, but if youre hungry, not a place to go. On the contrary, my favourite &lt;em&gt;AB&lt;/em&gt; restaurant serves deliciously satisfying food still at 10pm, on top of the friendly service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last saturday went for an anniversary function - a dinner at bedok. The food used to taste good but the standard's dropped. Half the dishes tasted like erm crap? Crab was tasty though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acted like a kampong kid when I first used my plastic. But it felt fulfilling. Also paid my first visit to a bank. Serious. Never stepped into a bank before. And I did so alone on my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a really attractive offer at a starhub roadshow ytd. 98 bucks with 1gb free memory. Too bad for me, my contract ends in a couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. Found a really good shopping area in the heart of town. The stuff there aint the common types and suits my taste. Been there before but didnt have an experienced person to show me around. Now that I know ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch: it's more on the expensive side.&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS SALE COME QUICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had an awesome weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please please please make the morning a sunny and bright one tmr morning. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my friends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im still looking forward to IKEA outing. And seoul garden craving. If only we can get our hands on weekday students lunch. Haha. And get crazy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And stop watching freaking koreans. 60 episodes! What a &lt;strong&gt;freaking&lt;/strong&gt; waste of time. Addictive &lt;strong&gt;FREAK&lt;/strong&gt;(of a kangaroo rat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;To my friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt ask for it to be fragile but if you believe that we can mend it, then we can. At least Im willing on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my friends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sorry I didnt go for the kallang match. Wished we could have booked you earlier. We actually have to &lt;strong&gt;BOOK&lt;/strong&gt; you. You have to catch up with us some time during this holidays. You better! If not you'll become butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I didnt have any right to get pissed and it was a good thing we went shopping - a therapy in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To my friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I understand your plight. I've been there done that. I'm not saying I'm in a better position, though it doesnt matter if it's 4, 5 or 6 times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Believe in youself and stick with the decisions that you make. Trust in one's self is powerful. You'll definitely &lt;strong&gt;SURVIVE&lt;/strong&gt;. And I'll be damn glad if you do more than just that. I have much faith in you. Train smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my friend:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Perhaps when you get tired of that lifestyle one fine day and need a friend, I'm a beep away. Im not trying to be everybody's friend but you dont deserve to lead sucha miserable life either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Simply &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELETOP-LICIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Watching the sunset at &lt;em&gt;hangout&lt;/em&gt; was simply bliss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe things may not go right or the way you want it. Maybe that's only for now. Think of it as a phase, like a hurricane or whatever you wanna name it. And things will change for the better with time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5831232868924587809?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5831232868924587809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5831232868924587809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5831232868924587809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5831232868924587809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8605242706156630929</id><published>2007-11-16T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T08:31:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza</title><content type='html'>Just wanna say thanks mom for baking pizza at such an early hour. It was umh yummy. Home-cooked food has always been this delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a heavy breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour to econs. Shut down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8605242706156630929?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8605242706156630929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8605242706156630929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8605242706156630929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8605242706156630929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/11/pizza.html' title='pizza'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-819710913743252280</id><published>2007-11-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:53:21.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urge to post</title><content type='html'>I have this urge to post, though my body demands me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so sure of what Im doing that I think again and while re-analysing, I am uncertain after all. Know that feeling? It just sucks. Cause you wanna be certain and take control and what you're doing may jolly well the the polar opposite. It strikes me, and it lingers. Now that's the scary bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I just had it again. I think that only I can save myself, but then again, there have been countless times where I choke myself breathless and others come to rescue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. Am I deep or simply full of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Feeling a little detached these days cause Im not getting my dose of lame jokes, critical comments to anyone who has direct contact with me, shoppings, lunch dates, walks by the river, foodie outings. In short, good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT on the brighter side, I cant wait to lay my hands on a new phone. Haha for those who's never seen my phone, you wont know what to say when you see mine. However it's only the 14th. 15. I'll wait. I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok how about a rant of the day. The other day was about something UGLY. But thank God I realised it in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, is about this guy who called me about O1. And I kept saying&lt;br /&gt;"anything else"&lt;br /&gt;"is that all"&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I sound so bastard-ish, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, he texted back about some house colour thing in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? Next time, you take a pen and freaking list all that you need to mention. Save your time and text messages. So dont complain if you are appointed to do something and henceforth complain that the school doesnt pay you for call and text message charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably cause you do extra. PLAN PLAN PLAN.&lt;br /&gt;It'll probably save my time and my already small hp memory space. And I have important things to do alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for a reply I asked about my ogl mates. That makes me sound too excited about it huh. Im neutral about it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this person told me to wait till the orientation camp. What's this? A surprise? It's ok if it's my birthday present or something. Eh what's with the suspense? A steven speilberg flick? Just answer the decent question. Gimme names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended of with the usual "if you have any question feel free to ask me" kinda thing. Err did you realise you didnt even answer my question when I already felt free before that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the stuff above, I must give him credit for being pleasant all the way though. Besides it's probably his first so it's a learning experience for him; on people-handling, if there's sucha word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning's a good thing, especially if it's non-academic based(only applies to me as Im sure there are people out there who beg to differ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably think I came to rant about this and I feel pissed of but neither of that is true. Really. It's just another post. And Im quite glad I went shopping virtually. No not online shopping. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya must come home early tmr! A must to catch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-819710913743252280?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/819710913743252280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=819710913743252280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/819710913743252280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/819710913743252280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/11/urge-to-post.html' title='urge to post'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1101208227616521773</id><published>2007-11-10T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:33:02.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>antm</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="355" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLrf1Fw8YoM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLrf1Fw8YoM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="355" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Why natasha. I just feel angry. Maybe sad, that renee didnt make it. The whole reason was fucking stupid anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO RENEE HAS MORE MODEL POTENTIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I feel so much for a reality tv show. Ok it's just a show. Somuch for supporting renee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to your russian village or something natasha. GO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1101208227616521773?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1101208227616521773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1101208227616521773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1101208227616521773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1101208227616521773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/11/antm.html' title='antm'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-3506878450595523350</id><published>2007-11-09T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:23:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>It's been a week. Long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who tagged. I've read - just an acknowledgement. Thanks, I can be quite sweet and nice, actually. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kinda got well, this time with the power of &lt;em&gt;bacer-bacer&lt;/em&gt; and not medicine. Well after all it lies in the Creator's hands. Yes minah tasbih is sucha good friend! Loose some tasbih affinity though - like on the floor so that people will walk on it and go &lt;em&gt;oh-mak-kau-meletop&lt;/em&gt; and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im satisfied with life now. Haha. Wonder why. I can work out, work, go to school, study, go out. Till the cash runs dry, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ERNA, THIS SONG'S FOR YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce the good old sec one days. Yours of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was like &lt;strong&gt;kental sia rully&lt;/strong&gt;. Private joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao, homies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-3506878450595523350?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/3506878450595523350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=3506878450595523350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3506878450595523350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3506878450595523350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-6349572136336278547</id><published>2007-11-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:36:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short trip</title><content type='html'>My body aint feeling so good. My muscles and bones, they are aching all at the same time. Plus cough. And flu. Good news is, I'm on the road to recovery - just a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, with &lt;em&gt;minah tasbih&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went on a shopping spree that almost killed my feet. Well I thought I'll be around town for only a few hours so I wore this really streamlined shoe. Wrong choice. Cause the mrt decided to halt for this long period of time and we decided to walk from orchard mrt to raffles place. And that was after circling orchard and somerset a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track fault they called it. It became so stifling, like an oven. So I burned 45cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this horribly burn out day. But the shopping spree was fun, especially after you've been window shopping for ages. And poor &lt;em&gt;minah&lt;/em&gt; cause she became like my pet and didnt even buy anything, unless you count food. Haha. That considered fun? Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday, with rif.&lt;br /&gt;I was super late cause I had to drop something at school. Sorry. Went looking around for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end we became very undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT during yesterday's shopping spree, something caught my eye. Definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by thai girl's workplace to wish her happy 18. Kinda job hunted as well. Hmm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Short break. &lt;em&gt;Jalan rayer&lt;/em&gt; across the causeway. Need alot of stamina, &lt;em&gt;jalan rayer&lt;/em&gt;, although the only thing you do is eat, and do abit of speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little past 11. Time for breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6349572136336278547?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6349572136336278547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6349572136336278547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6349572136336278547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6349572136336278547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/11/short-trip.html' title='short trip'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8697371658236079479</id><published>2007-10-30T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:24:28.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pw is over.</title><content type='html'>PW is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ode to PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preliminary Ideas.&lt;br /&gt;The real thing started with the grouping of 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;These 5 people, frankly, I had initial doubts working with them.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone put up with this temporary arrangement -&lt;br /&gt;For 7 months.&lt;br /&gt;Group Project Proposal. &lt;em&gt;Draft, draft, draft ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written report.&lt;em&gt; Draft, draft, draft ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluation of Materials.&lt;br /&gt;Insights and Reflections. (I kinda liked this one)&lt;br /&gt;Oral Presentation, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gruelling and annoying it was.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it was satisfying at times.&lt;br /&gt;To note the way we functioned.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;But there weren't such things like&lt;br /&gt;Weekend meetings; meetings outside pw slots, rarely&lt;br /&gt;Breakdowns&lt;br /&gt;Clashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring it may sound,&lt;br /&gt;You might say.&lt;br /&gt;Take a closer look to justify.&lt;br /&gt;It aint.&lt;br /&gt;Not for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look where it landed us.&lt;br /&gt;In good books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;Mich&lt;br /&gt;LX&lt;br /&gt;Pinru&lt;br /&gt;For making pw somewhat bearable,&lt;br /&gt;For putting lotsa plans into action,&lt;br /&gt;For making it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly&lt;br /&gt;An apology for I know I seeked escapism in slacking,&lt;br /&gt;Well sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, PW.&lt;br /&gt;Now gimme my A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8697371658236079479?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8697371658236079479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8697371658236079479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8697371658236079479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8697371658236079479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/pw-is-over.html' title='pw is over.'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8931063135985888465</id><published>2007-10-27T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T13:00:26.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reply tag</title><content type='html'>Replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEINI: HAHA Peck-trick huh. Trying to say Im blur? And yeah you bring parang to chop off their willies, hence they have lesser stuff to &lt;em&gt;squeeze.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYIMAH (is) the explosion: Shopping, yes. And make sure your A's end before my cash runs out. Haha you just have to &lt;em&gt;remind&lt;/em&gt; me how the shops dont cater to my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAFISAH: The slap of &lt;em&gt;"man-thighs"&lt;/em&gt; still replay in my head. Remember to use pencil and practise - cause it's like math, practise makes perfect. Good thing &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt;, err &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;, told that to a science student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEENA: You've finally arrived. Nvm. Slow and steady wins the race. Correct. Ex kayak. Yeah thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firtsly, I would like to thank everyone, who in the recent months, made it possible for my name to appear on the scroll. From teachers who diss me and I convert that to motivation, to parents who piss me off to make sure I know what I want, to my friends who continue to ensure I stay alive during lectures and turorials(ok I admit I do sleep sometimes), and to the lover who drives me up the wall, I mean getting my name up on that noticeboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of you have given support differently and at different times, to my promotion and secondarily, the award. So a big thank you, all of you. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think this is corny, fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly all the best to my seniors, who would be sitting for the exams that I totally look forward to - The Big A's. Do yourself proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8931063135985888465?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8931063135985888465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8931063135985888465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8931063135985888465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8931063135985888465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/reply-tag.html' title='reply tag'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-3467144576204987656</id><published>2007-10-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:52:28.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"The world used to be a bigger place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"No. The world's the same. There's just less in it."&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/9780290-3467144576204987656?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/3467144576204987656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=3467144576204987656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3467144576204987656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3467144576204987656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/quote.html' title='quote?'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4945281009649664747</id><published>2007-10-23T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:09:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awardee number 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Im a happy boy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awardee number 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4945281009649664747?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4945281009649664747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4945281009649664747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4945281009649664747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4945281009649664747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/awardee-number-12.html' title='awardee number 12'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5390875255499136992</id><published>2007-10-22T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T13:16:27.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rxwx3qx5p6I/AAAAAAAAAME/wXhiXHyPrcs/s1600-h/Untitled-Grayscale-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124025308486936482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rxwx3qx5p6I/AAAAAAAAAME/wXhiXHyPrcs/s320/Untitled-Grayscale-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm. I look like a chinese here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's your take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5390875255499136992?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5390875255499136992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5390875255499136992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5390875255499136992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5390875255499136992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rxwx3qx5p6I/AAAAAAAAAME/wXhiXHyPrcs/s72-c/Untitled-Grayscale-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-4668521344676613380</id><published>2007-10-22T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:48:56.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan rayer 07</title><content type='html'>I think I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;strong&gt;I'm ready&lt;/strong&gt;. Here I come, F&amp;amp;S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Draw up holiday time table for Blacky. I just realised how dark he is.&lt;br /&gt;2) Memorize OP script.&lt;br /&gt;Both of which will be done later, the procastinator that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jalan rayer&lt;/em&gt; 07 was great. Had so much fun and I have not laughed so hard for an entire day, ever. It was just crazy and we had so much to talk and joke about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my secondary school friends. And secondary school days. Cliche. But what the fuck. I'll say it again. I MISS SECONDARY SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed the company. Plus, all the poses and pictures we took. Not forgetting the amount of food we ate. I cannot imagine how but we managed to cram &lt;strong&gt;lots and lots and lots&lt;/strong&gt; of food in that stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply, we had sucha awesome time, albeit making a fool of ourselves at times. And we forgot about the rest of the world and our real life, momentarily. I wanna say just like the good old days, but I reckon not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we got closer only &lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt; secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring. To eat, laugh, walk and eat, laugh, walk and eat, laugh, walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lazy boy slept in today cause the weather was being rainy and cool and cloudy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4668521344676613380?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4668521344676613380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4668521344676613380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4668521344676613380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4668521344676613380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/jalan-rayer-07.html' title='jalan rayer 07'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-280702310318565658</id><published>2007-10-20T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:01:46.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the budak budak sial</title><content type='html'>OMG. Think I'm gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak-budak from God knows where come knocking to &lt;em&gt;rayer&lt;/em&gt; at my house and my parents let them in. Hello? I have guests from my father's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel infuriated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Uh cik, cik. Kiter nak rayer boleh?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Boleh, masuklah. Tapi makan ngan minum jer. Nanti cik tambah kuih. Cik takde kasi duit rayer tau."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh camtu takper lah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. They're sitting outside right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak tau malu!&lt;br /&gt;URGH FUCKING ASSHOLES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-280702310318565658?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/280702310318565658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=280702310318565658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/280702310318565658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/280702310318565658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/budak-budak-sial.html' title='the budak budak sial'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1003726435291232593</id><published>2007-10-20T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:43:11.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took a break from PW(which I so bloody LOVE) after school mid-week. The two of them came for hari raya at my house, their first. Actually not to &lt;em&gt;rayer&lt;/em&gt; but drain my stock of hari raya goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no worries. Cause &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;kuih&lt;/em&gt; were all deemed yummy and delicious. Hehe. I DID MAKE THEM OK. And the amount of water you add to dough does matter; it's got nothing to do with evaporation inside the oven, dimwit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained to dental then Vivo, where we got bored and the mood for shopping just wasn't there. As you should all know, we are only good with admiring, then buying, then eating food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, Im starting to dislike shopping at the usual shopping belts. The stuff are ALL THE SAME. Just different outlets. Should I purchase apparel, someone else will be bound to have it. No, I dont want to tailor or have a fashion line only for me but some shopping place where the stuff is not common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing about shopping is when you're not window shopping and when you have the money in your hands, with nothing good to buy, or there's no size. It beats window shopping. Well you can't always have what you want. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally, finally brought myself to run after more than a month of not working out. Needless to say, my stamina was not impressive. I dragged my sleepy ass to the stadium after Aneroxic texted me "running till on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping still, actually. Tiredness probably from staying up to do OP. The air was just cool and quite a nice run. The track was better than my school's. Please, with all the &lt;em&gt;nyonyahs&lt;/em&gt; who just woke up, and &lt;em&gt;apeks&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;em&gt;apek&lt;/em&gt; slippers, and aunties with sloppy shorts and women in sari trampling on the track, in what better condition could it be? Though students cannot be excluded from the blame too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that, took a slow, long walk back home. Quite relaxing. It gives you room and tiem to think about lotsa stuff. You should try it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are, certainly, some things which I rarely blog about. Cause I'm not writing a biography for the public eyes, if you're wondering. And if I happen to tell you, consider yourself lucky for me to pour it out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT PW IS SUCHA &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A big one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1003726435291232593?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1003726435291232593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1003726435291232593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1003726435291232593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1003726435291232593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/took-break-from-pwwhich-i-so-bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4913145653427212900</id><published>2007-10-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:47:24.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lebaran 07</title><content type='html'>ARIES -&lt;br /&gt;The liar. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Honestly, yes, at times. Duh who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Outgoing. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Selectively?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lovable. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Not for me to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Spontaneous.&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not one to mess with. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Im open to the masses who wanna mess. I'll take that as a compliment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Funny. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lame actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Excellent kisser. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I didnt caps that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loves relationships. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yeah love-hate ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Addictive. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Like glue? Or chocolate? Whichever applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loud. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mood-variant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long absence from blogging. Hence a random opening. Not so random actually. It's my star. Talking about horoscopes, I dont mean to be cynical to denounce my faith and start reading tarot cards, nor swallowing every bit about psychic reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it really true? Is it cult, or is it something man came up during his spare time to simply, influence other people into believing the future can be predicted. Does the time period a person was born determine his/her personality? Can we assume that the group of people have &lt;em&gt;similar&lt;/em&gt; character counts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I think? It is meant to manipulate people's minds. When you read your horoscope thingy from magazines, newspapers, emails and wherever else, you tend to feel that yes, it's true this has happened to me. I need to manage my finances better, hold my relationships tighter yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered about it and when I read other horoscopes besides mine(thanks to curiosity), they also reflect my life, my personality and whatever else that can be matched. &lt;em&gt;Similar&lt;/em&gt;, you know. It's either Im too diversified, or the horoscope was blindly wirtten to cater to eveyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok scrap that shit above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEBARAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt a blast. But I enjoyed every moment of it. Last year, hari raya was a low-key affair for me, thanks alot to O levels. An this year I told myself to go wild. No, I didnt join the zebras and lions, but went into a sinful bingeing mode. Ate at every house until my stomach near exploded. All those oily, fried, crispy, sweet, delicious goodies was blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the morning after. Working out is the first thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to hari raya, &lt;em&gt;duit rayer&lt;/em&gt; is secondary. I do remember some of the houses that didnt dish out the packets, but the joy of going from houses to houses all over the country is fun and exciting. Especially when you go in big groups. Noise and laughter and the sometimes annoyance make up the &lt;em&gt;rayer&lt;/em&gt; atmosphere. It isnt something you get to experience everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when hari raya comes, it is coupled with the &lt;em&gt;pilu&lt;/em&gt;-ness, for the lack of better word. Often, it passes right through me. But on saturday morning, it &lt;strong&gt;hit &lt;/strong&gt;me. And I remembered, reminisced some of my loved ones who aren't around anymore. I was at the mosque and no one saw, I think. It's the first, at a public place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came across this TRULY. UGLY. FAMILY. I was in the lift with my little cousin and this malay family wearing bright yellow and green came. The mother was heavily draped in gold. You know, the neck and hands and fingers. Why not the stomach and mouth too? Had two girly children with thick make up, all looking attractive, or tying to. Cause so far no ugliness seen right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until they opened their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BITCHING STARTS. It sounds worse than a get together of first three months bitching club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HAH! Aku tak layan pon dier."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cheebai betol."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Gi mampos ah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aku keluar tak salam dier pon"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they did it with all the mighty actions and the makcik's gold flashing all over the already small lift. I was just in shame more than awe because it's hari raya for goodness sake. And in the spirit of forgiveness you birng up family dirt and angst. I think I gave them a disgusted face but tehy were too caught up with comparing whose family should be placed on a pedestal and who belongs to dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw another incident which involved these group of primary school students on the bus to amk hub. I was standing and they occupied the front half of the bus as they were in a big group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this old man entered. Normal he was not. Couldnt walk properly. Slurred was his speech. To himself he spoke. The bus driver being nice, smiled at him. Guess what those primary school pests did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started nudging and giggling to each other, which was so fucking obvious. Worse, a lady had to give up her seat, while the primary school kids just continued sprawling on their seats. They continued their irritable behaviour up till the interchange. So FUCKING RUDE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4913145653427212900?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4913145653427212900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4913145653427212900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4913145653427212900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4913145653427212900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/lebaran-07.html' title='lebaran 07'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-7446081537634174062</id><published>2007-10-15T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T20:36:22.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts.</title><content type='html'>i dun want anything from u anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-7446081537634174062?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7446081537634174062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7446081537634174062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7446081537634174062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7446081537634174062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts.'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5278694315461188721</id><published>2007-09-28T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:46:52.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surveys</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 10pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Jean Grey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/jean-grey.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although your fate is often unknown, you always seem to survive (even after death).&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is your greatest weapon, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: telepathy and telekinesis, the ability to project thoughts into the mind of others, communication with animals&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I wish. I wish I had storm though. Berry's sexier, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 10pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Rule Saturn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/saturn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature.&lt;br /&gt;And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life.&lt;br /&gt;You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like too little, too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Envy Quotient: 38%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchenvydoyouhavequiz/envy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an occasionally envious person, but jealousy doesn't usually get the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;You're wise enough to know that envy feels horrible - and does nothing to improve your life.&lt;br /&gt;A little jealousy is normal: so go ahead and let yourself feel it. But don't let it bum you out!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchenvydoyouhavequiz/"&gt;How Much Envy Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimal here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Best Described By...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/reflective.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Lake, No. 1&lt;br /&gt;by Georgia O'Keeffe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousworkofartareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Work of Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a calm and dreamy piece of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 127&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ass? It's solid and fine, albeit flat - definitely not from any freaking roadblock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Aura is Red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a high level of emotion. This can mean passion, but it can also mean rage.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, you don't take these emotions out on others. You just use them as motivation - and it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: embracing all the wonders of the life, lots of travels, and tons of adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous reds include: Madonna, Marilyn Monroe, Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Dancer, Boxer, Surgeon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paragraph is a joke. Or perhaps not? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Elmo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/elmo.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and innocent, you expect everyone to adore you. And they usually do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Talkative. You've got tons of stories to tell. And when you aren't talking, you're laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being popular, though no one knows why. Middle aged women especially like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With an open heart. "Elmo loves you!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmo is a likable character. Does that hold true here?&lt;br /&gt;And about the middle-aged women thing. Kinda true I think? Not telling you who. It works both ways too. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.&lt;br /&gt;And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm rocks. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5278694315461188721?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5278694315461188721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5278694315461188721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5278694315461188721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5278694315461188721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/09/surveys.html' title='surveys'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1764181596981272355</id><published>2007-09-23T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T06:51:45.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sunday before</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The sunday before(the storm).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so early and im staying up. Why? So that i wont be sleeping my beauty ass off while i should be at madrasah, which has been a common occurence for the past few weeks. Haha. Think my mom gave up the why-are-you-not-at-madrasah lecture already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"We'll see each other in j2 next year!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Man. That's really nice of ya.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;touched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1764181596981272355?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1764181596981272355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1764181596981272355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1764181596981272355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1764181596981272355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-before.html' title='the sunday before'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4771565513698881365</id><published>2007-09-09T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:20:12.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sept hols</title><content type='html'>I dreamt of kayak team this morning. Wonder what's that supposed to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a memorable sept holidays. Not. Just a quikie cause the zombie hasnt showered yet and the windows might just wither on me, like how my radio died on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, the radio died cause the primetime slot was occupied by shawn and ros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I wanna say Ive done some mugging, but at the same time, Ive done alot of sleeping too. Hmm. I still feel insecure but fuck all that. Slave to the TYS-es i will be for the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so unfit, eating and snacking at 1am. Waking up for breakfast then lunch then more snacking. No runs. No swims. No exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I shall fast. On thursday. So to all my muslim friends, have a blessed month ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more thing. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. PW SUCKS. Fucking annoying. My wonderful leader just texted me for I&amp;amp;R tmr. Huh what's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those in doubt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'LL PROMOTE AND BE YOUR OGL NEXT YEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma will get the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4771565513698881365?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4771565513698881365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4771565513698881365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4771565513698881365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4771565513698881365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/09/sept-hols.html' title='sept hols'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-679796972975323609</id><published>2007-08-29T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T00:16:15.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hairspray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RtRIeb1AzPI/AAAAAAAAALg/0NsnB3urc1U/s1600-h/hairspray.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103783965420997874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RtRIeb1AzPI/AAAAAAAAALg/0NsnB3urc1U/s320/hairspray.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wanted to give a 3.5 rating but it wasn't possible. So round it up. Never liked muscials, but this retro-comedy-drama flick aint that bad. Especially with the funky songs and sleek dance moves. Good cast too. Worth your buck. Catch it if you need regulation. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For now, I need to stop regulation. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EOMEOMEOMEOMEOM EOM. It's a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RtRIer1AzQI/AAAAAAAAALo/QGkHod-Cof0/s1600-h/hairspray_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RtRIer1AzRI/AAAAAAAAALw/OeFs0Z7vovM/s1600-h/hairspray_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-679796972975323609?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/679796972975323609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=679796972975323609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/679796972975323609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/679796972975323609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/08/hairspray.html' title='hairspray'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RtRIeb1AzPI/AAAAAAAAALg/0NsnB3urc1U/s72-c/hairspray.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-1207924155335934883</id><published>2007-08-23T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:44:53.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Random pics by the random photographer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101566336367119586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxnjb1AzOI/AAAAAAAAALY/ufb7iOWRh9o/s320/weini.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^Plastered face shot. Who else does plastered face shots? Writing teacher's day message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmZr1AzLI/AAAAAAAAALA/fsHAnbI2kwQ/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101565069351767218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmZr1AzLI/AAAAAAAAALA/fsHAnbI2kwQ/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^&lt;em&gt;Kipas, kipas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmZ71AzMI/AAAAAAAAALI/DnWxZ0iyfjo/s1600-h/lote%27s+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101565073646734530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmZ71AzMI/AAAAAAAAALI/DnWxZ0iyfjo/s320/lote%27s+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Bad model or good photographer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmFb1AzJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JSqbmPXyUqc/s1600-h/26072007286.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmFr1AzKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hBbTp0T0ZB0/s1600-h/01082007293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101564725754383522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsxmFr1AzKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hBbTp0T0ZB0/s320/01082007293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^Toilet shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101565202495753426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxmhb1AzNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/63V26URuxyY/s320/th_Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;^That's my EoM on the table. Had TWO "see me's" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxlzr1AzEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/t_Z25ipXZ7c/s1600-h/j2+minah%27s+watch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101564416516738114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxlzr1AzEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/t_Z25ipXZ7c/s320/j2+minah%27s+watch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^Arif says it's gay. I think it's hot. So lucky to have &lt;strong&gt;rich friends &lt;/strong&gt;to lend me adidas merchandise. Oh ya, generous too. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxlzr1AzFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hfXyB1w3aPc/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101564416516738130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxlzr1AzFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hfXyB1w3aPc/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^3pm. Hot day. Long day. Lunch-after. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxlz71AzGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JtlldPv69zo/s1600-h/indon+copycat+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101564420811705442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxlz71AzGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JtlldPv69zo/s320/indon+copycat+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^Kang induced me to take a replica of indon act cute photos. Think I got an F grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxl0L1AzHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vqIzIIqBS9s/s1600-h/paper+fly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101564425106672754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxl0L1AzHI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vqIzIIqBS9s/s320/paper+fly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^Last minute muggin for bio test. Test turned out horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxl0L1AzII/AAAAAAAAAKo/b0iGkJJDp7w/s1600-h/th_Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1207924155335934883?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1207924155335934883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1207924155335934883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1207924155335934883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1207924155335934883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-pics-by-random-photographer.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rsxnjb1AzOI/AAAAAAAAALY/ufb7iOWRh9o/s72-c/weini.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-4674265884874625603</id><published>2007-08-19T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:38:51.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another update</title><content type='html'>Radio has been my friend for the past few nights. (From late night show: you're so fat that people have to go around you to excercise; you're so fat that when you stand on the weighing scale, it says: to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio, will continue to serve me for the next few weeks I reckon. It's a little less than 35 days to promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, it's &lt;strong&gt;scaring the shit&lt;/strong&gt; out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calls for a need to MUG. I wish I can just break from school from now till promos and study the topics from Jan till now, and at least knowing what the question is talking about. Rather than minimally know what each topic is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how you kids out there do it but I cant sleep at two and wake up at 6. FOUR HOURS OF BEAUTY SLEEP? YOU WANNA DIE YOUNG? Guess some of us lived life long enough. Then again, it's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know of so many many many peeps who would die to switch over to poly right now. Ok not die, something close to. But like me, I guess jc has put black magic on our brains not to go over that line. It's the best excuse I can come up with right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study's been good and somehow more productive than going home to eat and watch tv. &lt;strong&gt;DUH.&lt;/strong&gt; And home aint a good place cause look where I am now? blogger.com instead of celldivision.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally had my bowl of yong tau foo with Anorexic with at fork and spoon on lunch date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some regulation, spontaneous regulation. Went to fireworks display at marina bay. It was so damn pretty, the explosives. Ok the fireworks wasn't the only pretty thing that night(: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100334840394337330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsgHg71AzDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nGNhqb9jO7Y/s320/Fireworks+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to address this Bitch. This aint a friendly bitch-bitch, like I call you a bitch when you finish your math tutorial a day after the lecture bitch, but a &lt;strong&gt;REAL Bitch&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont deny it, cause it aint no coincidence. Dont think that just because I fail my content subjects, you can fool me. Moron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are your brain juices so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dry&lt;/span&gt; from getting good grades that &lt;strong&gt;originality doesnt exist in your brain&lt;/strong&gt;, not even in lala land? Damn, PUBLIC DISPLAY of affection, which is only happening cause &lt;em&gt;someone else&lt;/em&gt; had to help you create the &lt;strong&gt;pseudo chemistry. &lt;/strong&gt;Superficial shit. Can't believe you gain&lt;strong&gt; satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt; from this Cheap Thrill of nicking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stop dumping the bull on yourself cause even if you didnt think of me when you did the deed, think of the friend who has been so dear to you all this while. As much as Im desperate to give you a tight slap, it irks me more that your EQ aint fucntioning; how can you treat your friend's heart to such an extent? Grossly despicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my other friends out there, get off the screen now and study for common test. All the best! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PASS PASS PASS PASS PASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4674265884874625603?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4674265884874625603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4674265884874625603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4674265884874625603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4674265884874625603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-update.html' title='another update'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RsgHg71AzDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nGNhqb9jO7Y/s72-c/Fireworks+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-6385069155628366394</id><published>2007-08-15T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:52:49.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag replies</title><content type='html'>Tag replies. Didn't publish this the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYSA, I TRIED VERY HARD. But it didn't show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one in this world will write "ain(mak)", except, Ain herself! Haha oh well. Don't cheena-fy my blog with WEY! As if school wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, &lt;em&gt;kau kacau gambar seniors boleh&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;beh aku takleh? &lt;/em&gt;Hmm. Anyway, I didn't kacau ok. You still slept like a log. And OMG who was the one who kacau and invaded my privacy when i was bathing!!! Dan Dan, better stop all your dirty photo takings ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syakirah, woohoo Beyonce's coming! Haha and don't need to get so excited over scandalous photos. I'll show you, but it MAY NOT be scandalous, matter of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yudhi, yes. Saw him/her at wisma. Tall and flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deena, asshole; waste excretion centre. Haha ok sorry about it. Next time pose like Kumar on stage and i'll put it up. Gauranteed glamness. Ok, not Kumar. Mr Quek? Or Tyra Banks perhaps? Ok never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6385069155628366394?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6385069155628366394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6385069155628366394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6385069155628366394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6385069155628366394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/08/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4857201197871212</id><published>2007-08-12T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:57:26.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immersion 07. A photographic review. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALAMAK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MINAH-MINAH TAK GLAM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097691657880268018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6jjdps7PI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kMnmhZEXoQQ/s320/Immersion+07+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the &lt;em&gt;bengis&lt;/em&gt; look, but the chicken wings' charred. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097691644995366082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6jitps7MI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tssIyf5hjBg/s320/Immersion+07+270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh woman, it's just &lt;strong&gt;charred&lt;/strong&gt; chicken wings. Yummy I know, but don't need to give the camera man &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; look. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097695527645801842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6nEtps7XI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Esy-vhG7dC8/s320/Immersion+07+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not too bad, Im using Prada glasses to &lt;strong&gt;hide&lt;/strong&gt; my un-glamness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silat boys after amateur/debut performance. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097703331601379042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6uK9ps7uI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zu-ha2QN3ZI/s320/Immersion+07+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The need to show off. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097703310126542498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6uJtps7qI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AyZEwMBwo3I/s320/1_379670024l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And more posing. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097699075288788546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6qTNps7kI/AAAAAAAAAIo/aVAgx-EkZ2Y/s320/Immersion+07+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I tried to make them &lt;strong&gt;look &lt;/strong&gt;bigger. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097699070993821234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6qS9ps7jI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4rfGqMD33nE/s320/Immersion+07+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lerr. STEP JAMBU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANNA TAKE PICS WITH YOU TIME. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6uJ9ps7rI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mOs7Y82t-GA/s1600-h/Immersion+07+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097703314421509810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6uJ9ps7rI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mOs7Y82t-GA/s320/Immersion+07+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing Nana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097701377391259282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6sZNps7pI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ENetw-g1l_A/s320/Immersion+07+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Followed by Yasti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097701355916422754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6sX9ps7mI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RhvbcgE6OOY/s320/Immersion+07+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Inner. (It's &lt;strong&gt;pronounced&lt;/strong&gt; that way)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097701368801324674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6sYtps7oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/uxfjquGv0-k/s320/Immersion+07+202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lastly, Ayu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Oh you launched a thousand ships at my college. Why oh why?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUDDY MEALS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097701351621455442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6sXtps7lI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GxTcOJ6ZafI/s320/Immersion+07+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RIO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6sYdps7nI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wwY8-BBul8g/s1600-h/Immersion+07+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097697636474744258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6o_dps7cI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zkedu7qpzQ0/s320/Immersion+07+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Homestay buddy, Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097697645064678866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6o_9ps7dI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ssIDTv4wBU0/s320/Immersion+07+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ecyy, supposed buddy, before reshuffle. (STOP STARING AT &lt;strong&gt;IT!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;BAG EXCHANGE PROGRAMME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097699058108919314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6qSNps7hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CP-6Buo-o18/s320/Immersion+07+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Comme des Garcons VS Crumpler&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097699062403886626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6qSdps7iI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3CtpzFxdJWQ/s320/Immersion+07+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Comme des Garcons VS Quiksilver&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GROUPIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097697653654613490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6pAdps7fI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NnPwxN7rrb8/s320/Immersion+07+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Outside little india.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097695531940769154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6nE9ps7YI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_L2J0UaFd3c/s320/Immersion+07+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097695519055867234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6nENps7WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uCzZd-yAVP8/s320/Immersion+07+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SENIORS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Digression: Firstly, this is the only pic I have. Secondly, Danial spoiled it. Thirdly, Nana made her choice; bad timing I must add.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097695553415605666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6nGNps7aI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xCboY_CVUmM/s320/Immersion+07+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taking the &lt;strong&gt;Mass&lt;/strong&gt; Rapid Transit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASSICS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097693448881630482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6lLtps7RI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lZAdCq87LJo/s320/Immersion+07+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'll let it pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097697627884809650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6o-9ps7bI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ds_rHQ98qBA/s320/Immersion+07+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Indons, this is Kalida Kalidi. Kalida Kalidi this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6pANps7eI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IdXmVv3ePaY/s1600-h/Immersion+07+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096612749210610866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RrrOStps7LI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VGM9eDh7rpM/s320/Immersion+07+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097693461766532402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6lMdps7TI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nmmwwQ55l3Q/s320/Immersion+07+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A case of good photographer, or bad model?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097691653585300706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6jjNps7OI/AAAAAAAAAF4/F2MVoe96L2A/s320/Immersion+07+272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Killer litter alert! Well, welcome to Singapore. (Wait shouldn't she be running away instead of cupping her head?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISCELLANEOUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097699053813952002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6qR9ps7gI/AAAAAAAAAII/GySy1BVe_OE/s320/Immersion+07+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This. There's a story behind it. Find me and I'll tell you over lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097693470356467026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6lM9ps7VI/AAAAAAAAAGw/yLYOAJN0BEI/s320/Immersion+07+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no. The people who never entered a kitchen before is preparing food!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097693466061499714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6lMtps7UI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_TdSgydhzeU/s320/Immersion+07+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alamak bang, sibuk-sibuk ni asal? Tak berasap pon.&lt;/em&gt; WHERE'S THE FREAKING FIRE/SMOKE??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097691666470202626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6jj9ps7QI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DumMqtcYCl0/s320/Immersion+07+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ahh. Found the role model...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6nFtps7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zift1PLkMRQ/s1600-h/Immersion+07+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097695544825671058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6nFtps7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/zift1PLkMRQ/s320/Immersion+07+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the fire. Busy chefs-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096612285354142882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RrrN3tps7KI/AAAAAAAAAFY/QtgmqQsWrJQ/s320/Immersion+07+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BURP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RrrN29ps7JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vBKwHjCujes/s1600-h/Immersion+07+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINAL NOTE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097703327306411730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6uKtps7tI/AAAAAAAAAJw/29M2e8Qa9UM/s320/Immersion+07+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIGH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4857201197871212?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4857201197871212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4857201197871212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4857201197871212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4857201197871212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rr6jjdps7PI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kMnmhZEXoQQ/s72-c/Immersion+07+237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-6904027838091658083</id><published>2007-08-09T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T16:13:43.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day</title><content type='html'>HEY SINGAPORE! HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! 42 years, and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since&lt;br /&gt;1)I blogged&lt;br /&gt;2)Met my secondary school friends&lt;br /&gt;3)Found some of my long lost primary school friends&lt;br /&gt;4)Have my room to myself, cause 2 days felt like 2 years&lt;br /&gt;5)Gone shopping, cause the key chain doesn't count&lt;br /&gt;6)REVISE FOR TESTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so many things happened, like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;square-face getting on me and my friends' nerves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;me getting back on his nerves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;birthdays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;missing land training&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hosting indon exchange students&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;performing for national day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;first job as treasurer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;missing night study programme&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moving on, I guess time is essense when you're in college. What I'm doing right now, blogging, is a waste of time. CCA is a waste of time. Going out is a waste of time. Shopping is a waste of time. Reading fiction books is a waste of time. Watching tv is a waste of time. Taking your time to eat is too. Duh, that needs telling?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, &lt;em&gt;EVERYTHING IS&lt;/em&gt;. Except &lt;strong&gt;MUGGING&lt;/strong&gt;. It is mandatory. Period. I'm learning the art of it. But up till recently, I've been doing much socialising and going out. Time for change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On an entirely different note, I'm sick and tired of being clouded in a fucking assholic environment with people acting all idiotic. My energy is not intended to be drained for all you folks. Get a fucking life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6904027838091658083?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6904027838091658083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6904027838091658083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6904027838091658083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6904027838091658083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4074950918569345434</id><published>2007-07-29T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T20:28:38.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics and jokes</title><content type='html'>Sandcastle building at ECP one drizzly staurday. Bloody fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2Nps7GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/V1VU9OF0QI4/s1600-h/795614889l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564957282495586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2Nps7GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/V1VU9OF0QI4/s320/795614889l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2Nps7HI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Cf3J1gyiNwo/s1600-h/104274021l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564957282495602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2Nps7HI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Cf3J1gyiNwo/s320/104274021l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2dps7II/AAAAAAAAAFI/g8MgladlL0Q/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564961577462914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2dps7II/AAAAAAAAAFI/g8MgladlL0Q/s320/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564532080733218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxsddps7CI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5FooGeA-M18/s320/521908047l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RqxsdNps7AI/AAAAAAAAAEI/iOcvpJlpZb0/s1600-h/430804239l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxsddps7BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f-AkBldfVjA/s1600-h/860302090l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564532080733202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxsddps7BI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/f-AkBldfVjA/s320/860302090l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564952987528258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs19ps7EI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PRPbNp844Eo/s320/345812667l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxsddps7DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1wnvLvQre7U/s1600-h/509822301l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564532080733234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxsddps7DI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1wnvLvQre7U/s320/509822301l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564952987528274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs19ps7FI/AAAAAAAAAEw/51stcKcwzdk/s320/807881088l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092564527785765874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RqxsdNps6_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/vmi7ivVfoHI/s320/114294123l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now we move on to the jokes section.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMART Businessman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father: I want you to marry a girl of my choice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Son : "I will choose my own bride!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father: "But the girl is Bill Gates's daughter.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Son : "Well, in that case...ok"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next Father approaches Bill Gates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father: "I have a husband for your daughter...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bill Gates: "But my daughter is too young to marry!!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father: "But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bill Gates: "Ah, in that case...ok"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally Father goes to see the president of the World Bank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father: "I have a young man to be recommended as a vice-president."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;President: "But I already have more vice- presidents than I need!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Father: "But this young man is Bill Gates's son-in-law."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;President: "Ah, in that case...ok"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Chinese person walks into a bar in America late one night and he saw Steven Spielberg.As he was a great fan of his movies, he rushes over to him, and asks for his autograph.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead, Spielberg gives him a slap and says "You Chinese people bombed our Pearl Harbor, get out of here."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The astonished Chinese man replied "It was not the Chinese who bombed your Pearl Harbor, it was the Japanese". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese,you're all the same," replied Spielberg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In return, the Chinese gives Spielberg a slap and says "You sank theTitanic, my forefathers were on that ship."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shocked, Spielberg replies "It was the iceberg that sank the ship, not me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Chinese replies, "Iceberg, Spielberg, Carlsberg, you're all the same."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An American and a Japanese were sitting on the plane on the way to LA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The American turned to the Japanese and asked, "What kind of -ese are you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Japanese confused, replied, "Sorry but I don't understand what you mean."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The American repeated, "What kind of -ese are you?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again, the Japanese was confused over the question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The American, now irritated, then yelled, "What kind of -ese are you!?!"Are you a Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese!, etc......???"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Japanese then replied, "Oh, I am a Japanese." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A while later the Japanese turned to the American and asked what kind Of 'key' was he.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The American, frustrated, yelled, "What do you mean what kind of -kee' am I ?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Japanese said, "Are you a Yankee, donkee, or monkee?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organs of the body were having a meeting, trying to decide who was incharge. Each organ took a turn to speak up:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brain: I should be in charge because I run all body functions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blood: I should be in charge because I circulate oxygen for the brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stomach: I should be in charge because I process food to the brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Legs: I should be in charge because I take the brain where it wants to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eyes: I should be in charge because I let the brain see where it's going.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asshole&lt;/em&gt;: I should be in charge because I get rid of your waste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the other parts laughed so hard and this made the asshole very mad.To prove his point, the asshole immediately slammed tightly closed and stayed that way for 6 days, refusing to rid the body of any waste whatsoever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 1 - Brain got a terrible headache and cried out for relief &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 2 -Stomach got bloated and began to ache terribly &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 3 - Legs got crampsand became unstable &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 4 - Eyes became watery and vision became blurred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 5 - Blood became toxic and poisoned the body &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 6 -The other organs agreed to let the &lt;em&gt;asshole&lt;/em&gt; be in charge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan? ( anyone)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Operator : Yes, you can speak to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caller: No, I want to speak to Annie Wan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Operator: You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caller: I'm Sam Wan (someone) And I need to talk to Annie Wan! It's urgent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Operator: I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone! But what'sthis urgent matter about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caller: Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother Noel Wan ( no one ) was involved in an accident. Noel Wan got injured and now Noel Wan is being sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan is on his way to the hospital. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Operator: Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital, then the accident isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but I don't have time for this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caller: You are so rude! Who are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Operator: I'm Saw Lee. (sorry)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caller: Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ah Lian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks you for your letter. Wrong time no see you. How everything? For me, I am quiet find.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You say in your letter your taukeh soh want you to chain your look?Somemore you must wear kick kok soo, hope you can wok properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, Ah Kau Kia working in a soft where company now. Last week, he take I, Muthu &amp;amp; few of his friend to May Nonut to eat barger. After that he take we all go to kalah ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muthu sing and sing no stop until the sky bright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next week, my father mother going to sellerbread 20 years annie wear sari.My father mother going to give a fist to all the kampong people. So youmust come with your hole family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I only hope one day we no need to write and send letter to you and tome.Better I e-meow you, you e-meow me. I will ketchup with you soon. Andwhen you got time, please few free to call me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goo bye.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worm regard,Ah Beng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these 4 guys, a Russian, a German, an American and a French,who found this small genie bottle. When they rubbed the bottle, a genie appeared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankful that the 4 guys had released him out of the bottle, he said, "Next to you all are 4swimming pools, I will give each of you a wish. When you run towards the pool and jump, you shout what you want the pool of Water to become, then your wish will come true."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The French wanted to start. He ran towards the pool, jumped and shouted"WINE". The pool immediately changed into a pool of wine. The Frenchman was so happy swimming and drinking from the pool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next is the Russian's turn, he did the same and shouted, "VODKA" and immersed himself into a pool of vodka.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The German was next and he jumped and shouted, "BEER". He was so contentedwith his beer pool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last is the American. He was running towards the pool when suddenly he slipped on a banana peel. He slipped towards the pool and shouted, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"SHIT!!!!!!!........."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4074950918569345434?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4074950918569345434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4074950918569345434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4074950918569345434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4074950918569345434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics-and-jokes.html' title='pics and jokes'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rqxs2Nps7GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/V1VU9OF0QI4/s72-c/795614889l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-6960218048741212771</id><published>2007-07-19T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:04:47.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>canteen food.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;You want an apology, but you're the one who's not getting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;to the ones who filled our empty stomachs,&lt;br /&gt;who endlessly dish out food,&lt;br /&gt;to canteen operators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're not the issue but let's make them the scapegoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been eating canteen food since God knows when. It has always been the last straw, digesting what they cook behind the stalls, but a growling stomach defies many things, this being one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've always been in good terms with all the &lt;em&gt;makciks&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;pakciks. &lt;/em&gt;You know, just smile and they give you more, or charge less. What have I got to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me tell you the state of affairs. We have one, ONE pathetic stall selling muslim food. The reason for not opening up a second, or third stall is clouded by some bull policies or whatsoever that I have no desire to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, as usual, ate the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; old canteen food. To start with, there wasn't any forks in the two green baskets nearest to me or the other patrons. So I had to reach out to this ther red basket on her side. By accident, I dropped a fork/spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do next but to say "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;". And all she had to do was to be apologetic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead she gave me a look, an angry/crammed expression, and said, "&lt;em&gt;jatuh tak bilang kakak eh&lt;/em&gt;". (Drop never tell me). None of it makes sense, seriously. You think I have all the time in this world and do nothing but to drop your utensils?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basket wasn't even on the patrons side.&lt;br /&gt;And you didnt have any forks washed.&lt;br /&gt;None of it a fault of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I apologised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about, the time there was hair in your dishes? What was I to do? Tell the whole canteen about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the time you dropped the &lt;em&gt;asam pedas&lt;/em&gt; ladle on the floor cause you elbowed the ladle, picked it up and put the same ladle back into the &lt;em&gt;asam pedas&lt;/em&gt; container, without washing it. Now THAT makes sense right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, using the &lt;em&gt;tuala lap&lt;/em&gt; (kitchen rag) to wipe the spills, while the other 1/8 of the rag is submerged in the gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the condition of the nasi lemak today. Grainy and hard. Drought in the kitchens I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens on your side, you dont tell us. But Im supposed to tell you I dropped a spoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, that you dropped a ladle when Im ordering &lt;em&gt;asam pedas&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, that you didnt wash the filthy ladle.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, you mixed bacteria from the rag into the gravy.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, you forgot to add 5 cups of water into the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I apologised. You: didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I met this girl on the bus one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; morning. As I was sitting down, my bulky bag hit her elbow or hand. Nothing serious. Her hand didn't fall of or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;." Yet again I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all she had to do was smile and be apologetic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT she slammed her bag and file, which was already on her lap. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued her rage by staring at me, sideways some more (I know, people are sometimes just weird). She also made weird noises, like grunting and "tsk"-ing away. In return, I stared blankly at the windows cause she wasn't even hot to begin with. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the end yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, she flicked her finger, again sideways, to me (like when you throw away your booger kinda action). What's her fucking problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bus was crowded and she's wearing the same uniform as me so telling her off will be embarrassing. She coming from the same school, with lack of social grace, just irks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got down the bus before her, and she trailed after my middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" seems to be overrated. And I feel sorry for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6960218048741212771?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6960218048741212771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6960218048741212771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6960218048741212771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6960218048741212771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/canteen-food.html' title='canteen food.'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-948522984186238121</id><published>2007-07-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:50:57.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fringe and herrera</title><content type='html'>I want my fringe back. Snipping it of like that is... Grow fringe, grow. GROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having a blog block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I STILL CANT FIND THE BLOODY HERRERA PERFUME! Someone, anyone, please enlighten me the place where I can find herrera. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. I missed dinner. Cause I was blasting music and uploading photos when my mom called. What luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-948522984186238121?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/948522984186238121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=948522984186238121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/948522984186238121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/948522984186238121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/fringe-and-herrera.html' title='fringe and herrera'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8065085755352217357</id><published>2007-07-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:39:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Puts a &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; on my face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoUWwj6GZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9fQI0rtH6Bc/s1600-h/Day+2+(19)+nelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087401110293584274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoUWwj6GZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9fQI0rtH6Bc/s320/Day+2+(19)+nelo.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I shall once again, declare my love for NELO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoTIQj6GWI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jvzasc-1cs0/s1600-h/Kayak+A+Division+07+(1)+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087399761673853282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoTIQj6GWI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jvzasc-1cs0/s320/Kayak+A+Division+07+(1)+003.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rainbow; so surreal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoTIgj6GXI/AAAAAAAAADo/4eCxdhPJcIg/s1600-h/Kayak+A+Division+07+(1)+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087399765968820594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoTIgj6GXI/AAAAAAAAADo/4eCxdhPJcIg/s320/Kayak+A+Division+07+(1)+024.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K1 partner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoTIwj6GYI/AAAAAAAAADw/oCwv1T5OXIU/s1600-h/Kayak+A+Division+07+(1)+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087399770263787906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoTIwj6GYI/AAAAAAAAADw/oCwv1T5OXIU/s320/Kayak+A+Division+07+(1)+028.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At &lt;em&gt;A div&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoSfAj6GUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eCmcZ1zlSjU/s1600-h/2+july+07+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoSfQj6GVI/AAAAAAAAADY/wEPElAb-DKM/s1600-h/2+july+07+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087399057299216722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoSfQj6GVI/AAAAAAAAADY/wEPElAb-DKM/s320/2+july+07+022.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer love, baby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoSBwj6GTI/AAAAAAAAADI/GZN9-OJA-tg/s1600-h/jersey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087398550493075762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoSBwj6GTI/AAAAAAAAADI/GZN9-OJA-tg/s320/jersey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ugly jersey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoR9gj6GSI/AAAAAAAAADA/bsTto0vziA0/s1600-h/jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087398477478631714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoR9gj6GSI/AAAAAAAAADA/bsTto0vziA0/s320/jersey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acting even more silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8065085755352217357?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8065085755352217357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8065085755352217357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8065085755352217357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8065085755352217357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/puts-smile-on-my-face.html' title='pics'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RpoUWwj6GZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9fQI0rtH6Bc/s72-c/Day+2+(19)+nelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-2692114962671015971</id><published>2007-07-13T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T21:38:58.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a div, mid years</title><content type='html'>It's been a &lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLY BAD BAD&lt;/strong&gt; week. Nothing went well at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagged three Us and a DQ. So embarrassing. Don't know where to put my face already. In an abyss perhaps. And alot more problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did lotsa reflecting. And more reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. At least I topped GP. And I enjoyed Wednesday evening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Style&lt;/strong&gt;, baby. It's all in the &lt;strong&gt;style&lt;/strong&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/9780290-2692114962671015971?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/2692114962671015971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=2692114962671015971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2692114962671015971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2692114962671015971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/div-mid-years.html' title='a div, mid years'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8799700132200452897</id><published>2007-07-09T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T01:22:56.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged!</title><content type='html'>Didnt' plan to post today but I got tagged by the bugger Wei Ni. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game: Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No one wants to share the same straw as me cause I chew on it. Erm 70% of the time? Im quitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Back when I was in kindergarten I crept up on this kid and &lt;em&gt;gently&lt;/em&gt; slipped a huge black insect, an ant if Im not wrong, on the kid's back. Of course, got it from my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I eat more than 5 meals per day. However, gaining weight is a near impossible feat for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wanna be a geologist, or a chef, should my other alternatives not work out. Actually, I like to cook and bake. Never really got the chance to do it professionally. Love the eating part more though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to step on cockraoches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Im scared of dogs. Throw one on me and I'll run at 1000km/h. Ok, Im overcoming the fear, thanks to the two dogs at sdba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It always makes me wonder why people use "effing" or "effed", when the fucking proper word's fucking. Just say fucking tired or fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Chinese who doesn't write/read chinese. However, I do understand when people bitch in chinese IN FRONT OF ME. You stupid or what? IM CHINESE. Morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Rihanna's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did I ever tell you the rainy day girl's hotter, like 100x over. &lt;strong&gt;RAINY DAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged: adlin, azri, lysa, nafisah, nana, yudhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8799700132200452897?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8799700132200452897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8799700132200452897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8799700132200452897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8799700132200452897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/tagged.html' title='tagged!'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1999092411610817708</id><published>2007-07-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:29:49.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of battles and wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I've lost so many, too many battles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Rise to the occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It's about time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Win the war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1999092411610817708?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1999092411610817708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1999092411610817708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1999092411610817708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1999092411610817708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/of-battles-and-wars.html' title='of battles and wars'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8030479747162467428</id><published>2007-07-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:37:06.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>umbrella ella ella</title><content type='html'>Quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to give school a miss, looking at the time displayed on my hp. But managed to get out of bed in the end. On the contrary, realised that I missed school very much. Or rather, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's fine. Nothing spectacular. And of course, more stories to catch up on. Tutorials too. Overdue ones, where I told myself last term, "I'll complete all this crap during the holidays". They never did get completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the day, Jenni Ng just had to pop the question, "did you study?". I answered, "yes" and paused. And thought for a little while. Changed my mind. Said, "no" instead. Well, both are truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to make a new pair of specs cause the cost of wearing contacts will be sucha bitch(I refuse to wear monthlies, my eyes rather). So until my father turns into a billionare or 100 dollar notes rain of my feet, specs it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, am I good at bargaining or what? Hahah. Izzah was useless cause when I tried to bring the price down, guess what she did? LAUGH. I looked at her and gave the wtf look. Help appreciated here? At least echo me or something. You are supposed to be on my side ok. But then again, I did a good job, all by myself. Ok ego can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received a love note about training tomorrow. 5 days in a row. Will be so freaking shagged. Did I bargain for this?&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;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that we'll still have each other.&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/9780290-8030479747162467428?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8030479747162467428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8030479747162467428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8030479747162467428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8030479747162467428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/umbrella-ella-ella.html' title='umbrella ella ella'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8738601164383393713</id><published>2007-07-02T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T02:43:26.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RofzB08A54I/AAAAAAAAACw/eaFgUoZh8ac/s1600-h/Speech+Day+07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082297917226674050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RofzB08A54I/AAAAAAAAACw/eaFgUoZh8ac/s320/Speech+Day+07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made 4 burgers out of carrot cake. Delicious-looking ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082294434008196914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rofv3E8A5zI/AAAAAAAAACI/uI3vh_d_T3g/s320/Speech+Day+07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budaks Melayus Andersons. Chin up people. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; underestimate or look down on us; you'll end up smothering your face against the wall at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082295619419170626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rofw8E8A50I/AAAAAAAAACQ/PS7szuzulok/s320/Speech+Day+07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im sitting with Poh Mun See, can't you &lt;strong&gt;see&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;em&gt; So what? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082296452642826066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rofxsk8A51I/AAAAAAAAACY/jhcDUnRFf6Y/s320/Speech+Day+07+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Izzah: &lt;em&gt;Naf, blablablablabla...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Naf: &lt;em&gt;*I'm smiling for the camera&lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt; la.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082296684571060066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rofx6E8A52I/AAAAAAAAACg/y9K50hKgVi8/s320/Speech+Day+07+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr Wong DOUBLE TWISTS for the camera!! Hahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082297539269551986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rofyr08A53I/AAAAAAAAACo/chW44EAesMk/s320/Speech+Day+07+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY NAF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082298613011376018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RofzqU8A55I/AAAAAAAAAC4/h51_p4EoqRQ/s320/Speech+Day+07+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Its only a present, not a million dollar cheque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8738601164383393713?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8738601164383393713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8738601164383393713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8738601164383393713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8738601164383393713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RofzB08A54I/AAAAAAAAACw/eaFgUoZh8ac/s72-c/Speech+Day+07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-4058051301153777624</id><published>2007-07-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T02:11:43.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleah</title><content type='html'>Im bored. Produced some reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading some of my previous posts, like few years back, and I found myself utterly mean. Im not supposed to be blogging about my weaknesses, but whatever.IM SO FUCKING BORED. Ok so 'Khairul = Mean asshole' equation is nothing new. At that point of time, it was fun(of course! ahaha) and the right thing to say. But a few years later, it doesnt to me at all. In fact, it sounds ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being mean is the theoratically best solution. Meaning doing something to that person cause yes, he/she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;deserves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it. Like "yeah, take that shit you moron". But well, people change. People forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FORGIVE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;FORGET &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;are from different planets a million light years away. Ladies, for one thing, do NOT forget. They are utterly good at remembering all those painful memories (I wonder if they should all take biology; and whats wrong about remembering the good old times &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt;). If you find this unfair/untrue, come up to me if you have the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At other times, Im living in a society where everybody's &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt;. People are so diversified, from skin colour to hearts. Good or bad, its there to stay. So is everyone's attitude. To each, his own. However, its not about waiting for the other party to change, but the amount of time it will take for the person himself/herself to come to a realization and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post just sounds refelctive and corny and emo and preachy and random. Alright, Im about to end. I just wanna to say all those who had undergone that mean process of mine, if you're reading this, I would really like to apologise, from the bottom of my heart, for causing whatever hurt at that point of time. Please accept this humbled apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being mean is plain fun, but plain &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mean&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/9780290-4058051301153777624?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4058051301153777624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4058051301153777624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4058051301153777624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4058051301153777624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/07/bleah.html' title='bleah'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-9056774086508037245</id><published>2007-06-28T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T02:45:34.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post mid years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPkVU8A5xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AxIz_9kdtN4/s1600-h/June07Genting+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081155859652863762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPkVU8A5xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AxIz_9kdtN4/s320/June07Genting+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ride in the rain. Totally soaked after that and my teeth chattered like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPidE8A5vI/AAAAAAAAABo/oh2rAPMhImw/s1600-h/June07Genting+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081153793773594354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPidE8A5vI/AAAAAAAAABo/oh2rAPMhImw/s320/June07Genting+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me in contacts. I mean, with my relative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081154897580189442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPjdU8A5wI/AAAAAAAAABw/4ta5iYzcoyQ/s320/June07Genting+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Freaking queues. Dont even get me started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post mid-years - not so blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally mugged last night, till late. Honestly, itz the first and only time that I mugged for mid-years. AND IT &lt;strong&gt;PAYED OFF.&lt;/strong&gt; Shouldve mugged more. Yea thats what everyone says but only in theory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt know the paper was re-scheduled to 8am and thought it was at 2pm. Until izzah asked me to ask my friends if the paper was at 8am coz her friend said so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To which I said "&lt;em&gt;kepale otak dier&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently everyone else in my class knew(you wont wonder if you know the people in my class). I was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Then I wondered, if i didnt know, I bet the other jokers from my class wont know too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i called them up, one by one. Obviously, they didnt know. And of course, why would I wanna joke at 1am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I continued to mug till saturation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked my friends to give me a wake up call. None did coz I woke up earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my friends not to be late. All came later than me. Should have looked at their faces la. Walking zombies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turned out, the &lt;em&gt;biol &lt;/em&gt;paper was alright. Lacked memorizing off the notes will cause a decline in grades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem. Screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math. Screwed to the centre of the earth too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Econs. Pretty ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to ikea to get the dumb gift for school. Wth. After all, we're the ones who maintained the Band1++, even after you lacked faith in the cohort. Reward us la. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzah me and wilson ended up fooling around at ikea. Ok more of me. And bad breath sotries. And how people actually say 'lol' when itz supposed to be msn lingo. Even better, 'lawl'. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altered my pants and then had ice cream on the perfectly hot day, which didnt help. Plus, the ice cream tasted powdery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met naf mas and mary. By that time my legs were almost giving way and my eyelids were heavy. Made lotsa mean jokes, just to let off the excess steam. Haha. No offense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I was studying the other night and got real hungry and there was no food, except for biscuits.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPhO08A5tI/AAAAAAAAABY/ahxs9OQoK2w/s1600-h/misc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081152449448830674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPhO08A5tI/AAAAAAAAABY/ahxs9OQoK2w/s200/misc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Without doubt, finished the half jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPhnU8A5uI/AAAAAAAAABg/1q2LaRq_SHU/s1600-h/misc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081152870355625698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPhnU8A5uI/AAAAAAAAABg/1q2LaRq_SHU/s200/misc1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPhnU8A5uI/AAAAAAAAABg/1q2LaRq_SHU/s1600-h/misc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPhnU8A5uI/AAAAAAAAABg/1q2LaRq_SHU/s1600-h/misc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is studying supposed to make me hungry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-9056774086508037245?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/9056774086508037245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=9056774086508037245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9056774086508037245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/9056774086508037245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/06/post-mid-years.html' title='post mid years'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RoPkVU8A5xI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AxIz_9kdtN4/s72-c/June07Genting+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-3541361676657559</id><published>2007-06-25T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:08:24.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screw</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAH. Itz Monday,25 June 12.04am. SCREWED. SCREWED. SCREWED. SO BLOODY SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my favourite word for the week. And for last week too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Im supposed to be hyper-mugging or a mode close to that right now. I really asked for it this time round I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my JC slaves out there, good luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting thursday evening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-3541361676657559?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/3541361676657559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=3541361676657559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3541361676657559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3541361676657559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/06/screw.html' title='screw'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-2022888078301408774</id><published>2007-06-17T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T13:11:27.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--tnote[You can bypass this document]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uptown Girl/ Boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      22% Flamboyance, 29% Originality, 59% Deliberateness,  63% Sexiness&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;[Tasteful Conventional Deliberate Sexy]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to have the best of what's fashionable. You pay attention to the way you are dressed, adapting the things you see on models so that they emphasize the qualities of your own body, which you are rather proud of. You don't care much about being extravagant, thinking that being trendy is a better way to feel good and to look good. Perhaps you happen to look down on those who choose their own taste over fashion creators' directions. In other words on the pathetic fashion victims who wear red when everyone else wears pink. But maybe you just pity them. You probably have an opinion of a well-dressed person and many copycat your choices, knowing that you are a fashion radar. They envy you your impeccable taste.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;The opposite style from yours is &lt;b&gt;Hippy Kid&lt;/b&gt; [Flamboyant Original Random Prissy].&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;All the categories: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=0" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Librarian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=1" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sporty Hottie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=2" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Office Master&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=3" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Uptown Girl/ Boy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=4" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Brainy Student&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=5" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Movie Star&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=6" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Fashionista&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=7" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Glamorous Soul&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=8" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Fashion Enemy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=9" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Bar Cruiser&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=10" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Kid Next Door&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=11" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sex Bomb&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=12" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hippie Kid&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=13" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Fashion Rebel&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=14" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Fashion Artist&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5962495244888656825&amp;category=15" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Catwalk God(ess)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/872/574/8725748215120025454/mt1127819113.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;This test tracked 4 variables. How the score compared to the other people's: &lt;div style="padding: 20px 20px 0px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="149"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;!--t[phrase: e.g. Higher than 25% on Test.]--&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;&lt;!--/t--&gt; Flamboyance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="148"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;!--t[phrase: e.g. Higher than 25% on Test.]--&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;1%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;&lt;!--/t--&gt; Originality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="77"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="73"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;!--t[phrase: e.g. Higher than 25% on Test.]--&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;51%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;&lt;!--/t--&gt; Deliberateness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="117"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="33"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;!--t[phrase: e.g. Higher than 25% on Test.]--&gt;Higher than &lt;b&gt;78%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;&lt;!--/t--&gt; Sexiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Link&lt;!--/t--&gt;: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5962495244888656825'&gt;The Fashion Style Test&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!--t[phrase: e.g. SomeTest written by SomeUser]--&gt;written by&lt;!--/t--&gt; &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=mari-e'&gt;mari-e&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-2022888078301408774?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/2022888078301408774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=2022888078301408774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2022888078301408774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2022888078301408774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/06/uptown-girl-boy-22-flamboyance-29.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-2278293607286755828</id><published>2007-06-17T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:41:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyjc kompang and funny fird</title><content type='html'>A rehearsal vid for ny's 30th anniversary. Itz &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="240" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouhmByp2g50"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouhmByp2g50" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="320" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny&lt;/strong&gt; shit from someone you know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="240" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ss1TDwXFDO4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ss1TDwXFDO4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="320" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-2278293607286755828?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/2278293607286755828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=2278293607286755828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2278293607286755828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2278293607286755828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/06/nyjc-kompang-and-funny-fird.html' title='nyjc kompang and funny fird'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-7614341181500302439</id><published>2007-06-13T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:05:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I bought a big sling/duffel bag, wouldve preferred the black one though, but &lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt; to the bloody asses out there, there was none left for me so I settled for the blue, which isnt one of my fave colours. BUT, I really like the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz a store, the bag. Bring my whole room in it. Shoe bag, toilettries, two life vests(thanks to someone who went dating), a change of clothes, sunblock, food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realised that I miss carrying a backpack. Initially, wanted to buy this brown one but brown is &lt;strong&gt;banned&lt;/strong&gt;. And it looks like a pri skool bag and also, mat-ish. Not that I really care. At the end of the day, size matters and the backpack was quite small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Training is becoming a monotony and idiotic. No doubt my fitness improved(though not as much as I want it to) many thanks to the frequent punishments and exercises and fun times, but IM NOT BLOODY IMPROVING. You get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im not the only one feeling this way. Yet I share the same sentiments about how some are just there because they can when they want and I cant when I want. Yes bloody jealous because they dont need to put in damn alot of effort. Because they just dont need to, when Im bloody struggling here. At least I come and I try my best. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if we train morning, noon and night, but people come as they like and no quality involved, only half-hearted doing because they're supposed to be there? On top of it all, there is no significant improvement and lack of power to bring us all to the battlefield. Something is wrong somewhere . Is it too late now? Maybe itz just me and my lousy body unwilling to absorb greater pain. But I see potential. Till when is it gonna remain unleashed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibility of me being unfair here but there, Ive said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Moving on, I cant see why pure and honest intentions is being pushed away. After all that has been said and done, the offer is a little something that is in my power to help. What's so bloody difficult about getting a proper diagnosis. At the very least, my actions are appreciated. Here I am so willing but all you do is sit there and wait for the next setback/heartache/pain/misery/sleepless nights. Am I to just sit back and enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; stole my heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-7614341181500302439?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7614341181500302439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7614341181500302439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7614341181500302439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7614341181500302439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-bought-big-slingduffel-bag-wouldve.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1864677594813049274</id><published>2007-06-08T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:30:32.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 june</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hols is passing by so faaast. Flying I think. I just got a reality check. 2 in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly(thanks to Zul's blog), itz 17, yes, fucking SEVENTEEN days away to MYEs. OMG. And I have done nothing. Not even PW. If I dont start mugging by tmr, I will definitely die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly(thanks to Cher), Im on K1, and Im fucking slow. And I cant even balance properly. Training was crazy today, perhaps due to slacking away for 5 trainings. So I burned off my afternoon and evening today sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday was great! Shopped till my money dropped into the tellers. I didnt drop though. Couldve continued if had more spending power. Itz really value for money, shopping at msia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the only things I did was eat, sleep, shit, jacuzzi and ya, tts about it. Seriously, itz hyper, super, duper fun to do nothing the whole day. Well, fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real world now. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a haircut ytd. Itz a joke! Big one. Then met Lysa, who, couldnt stop laughing at me, my hair, or dont know what. But in the end, I got the &lt;strong&gt;last laugh&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahah. Shopped abit then went to &lt;em&gt;hangout&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;AB&lt;/em&gt;. Yay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1864677594813049274?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1864677594813049274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1864677594813049274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1864677594813049274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1864677594813049274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/06/8-june.html' title='8 june'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5555807355317626969</id><published>2007-05-30T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:00:56.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to KLLLLLLLLLLLL</title><content type='html'>Vacation, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!!! Eat, drink, shop, sleep. Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back by next Wednesday. So long, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5555807355317626969?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5555807355317626969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5555807355317626969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5555807355317626969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5555807355317626969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-kllllllllllll.html' title='to KLLLLLLLLLLLL'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-565233099303878623</id><published>2007-05-24T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:34:16.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuffs</title><content type='html'>I'm currently waiting but I don't know if itz coming. So I'll just blog some random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;em&gt;belaian jiwa&lt;/em&gt; is a &lt;em&gt;basi&lt;/em&gt; song but I'm addicted to it. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contacts is irritating the shit out of my eyes. Maybe itz really the eye shit(s) that is getting way between my contacts and eyeball. Hmm? In the middle of wearing it I will have the sudden urge to rip my eyeballs out, scratch it and put them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Singapore Sale is here. Enjoy savings of up to 90%. Lolz. I need to get all my stuffs. When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays? Kidding me? Lessons for first week. Holiday 2nd week. Consultations on the last week. But not limited to killer training 5 times a week! Budden again, I'm missing boat and water right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did mini training today coz I was too bloated to run and exercise properly. And after so long, I finally did my intervals. Mini intervals coz only did half the norm. But itz still counted ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok end of post coz itz &lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-565233099303878623?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/565233099303878623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=565233099303878623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/565233099303878623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/565233099303878623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-stuffs_24.html' title='random stuffs'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-6459206761897251629</id><published>2007-05-24T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:20:50.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6459206761897251629?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6459206761897251629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6459206761897251629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6459206761897251629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6459206761897251629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/random-stuffs.html' title='random stuffs'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-746071331696278516</id><published>2007-05-21T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T00:33:13.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of bendahari, kayak and dinner + rock climbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Answer: Supposedly Xiao Hei.But I took K1 instead. Great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I had to rush to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1)MLCS at 10am. Which truned out smooth wondeful, except for the small turnout. Are we good or what? Hahah. Bendahari. Yea I'm glad. And so is the new exco. We shall ask, ok demand, cikgu for the impossibilities. And let's get Very Creative. And earn revenue for the cca. &lt;em&gt;Kalau takleh, korek ah satu s'pore&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. To the old exco, thank you so much for eveything; and believing in the new exco.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066676834779675282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="211" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RlBzvKC-OpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m8hyPh95cKk/s320/DSC00037.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;MLCS o6/o7 &amp; o7/o8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2) Kayak at 3pm. Obviously late = 230 push-ups owed. Momentarily, K2 with xiao hei but my ass somehow got on K1. Capsizing was definitely an issue. What the heck at least I covered my distance. Left earlier. Thanks/Sorry guys, help me with my boat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3)Majlis kesyukuran at 8pm. So much food I was in ecstasy. Ok exagerrated but what else to do but stuff myself. Yummy. Thanks for the dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And rock climbing today for level 1 course. I was the first to belay; but the instructor said, "very good, very good". Hahah not bad la for amateur. Met Naf for lunch and she said I looked tired. YES I AM. Do I look like I'm refreshed? I need sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-746071331696278516?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/746071331696278516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=746071331696278516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/746071331696278516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/746071331696278516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-bendahari-kayak-and-dinner-rock.html' title='of bendahari, kayak and dinner + rock climbing'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RlBzvKC-OpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m8hyPh95cKk/s72-c/DSC00037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-5999321997619306353</id><published>2007-05-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:26:59.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a not so good week</title><content type='html'>Im waiting for my codec pack to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My compose page is finally ok. Itz been a sloww and un-assuring week for me. NAPFA was horrible, a disgrace; from the cca I'm coming from. Dont know where to hide my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure vomitting of words during chem SPA; and no one knows what's the accurate answer so hopefully, mine is. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing much to say coz itz been a down-ish week. I lost my bloody blue specs, which only means I have to come out $$ to buy new one. Ergh bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss geog. Wonder if I made the right choice by not taking it. Then again, that's not the only subject I'm failing. Decisions, decisions and, more decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. I feel so promiscious. Cher keep changing my partners. So who's the (un)lucky soul tmr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seindah tiada lagi kau ku ingatkan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayang kau hilang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menanti biar sampai akhir hayat ku di dunia ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kau tahu bertapa ku sayang padamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanya bidadari sebagai ganti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanya takdir menentukan ia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Oh belaian jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5999321997619306353?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5999321997619306353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5999321997619306353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5999321997619306353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5999321997619306353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-so-good-week.html' title='a not so good week'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-2943384005168356466</id><published>2007-05-14T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T20:11:57.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>napfa</title><content type='html'>ERGH. Only have myself to blame. Shitty everything. In need of positivity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem SPA tmr; turn out great, it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-2943384005168356466?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/2943384005168356466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=2943384005168356466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2943384005168356466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2943384005168356466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/napfa.html' title='napfa'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4406107062442866262</id><published>2007-05-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:42:27.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIOL SPA! Not too bad. Hope I nailed it. Think I was the only one who got the alternative results from 0717. Scary ok moments before the exam but surprisingly, had time to complete. So YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather uninterested in most of today's lessons. Ongy confronted Chor Teng and Yudhi about failing chem. Shouldn't that be me, instead? Then after GP went consultation with Saleem and what she said came as a surprise,a pleasant one to me. She said I should do more of "What are your views on celebreties/marriage" kinda questions coz I'm capable of it and those questions with boundaries, like the one I did for the GP mock test(which resulted me to get a just pass), will pull me down because I am a thinker and am insightful. Plus, I'm one of the few who can set standard for the class. Right. I seriously stoned at her. Hahah. Just let my ego moment pass aite... She really has too high hopes for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yudhi pei me jog 4.8km at 6pm. Delay until so long coz the sun didn't seem to wanna hide behind the clouds. Quite leisure la. Must train speed tomorrow. Met Sheldon and Vincent, who were nice enough to assist me do killer pull-ups. Went gym-ing and I think I sprained my back. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna watch SPIDEY and PIRATES. Grant me half a day of nothing-ness to accomplish that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do turorial 6a.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-4406107062442866262?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4406107062442866262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4406107062442866262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4406107062442866262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4406107062442866262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/biol-spa-not-too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-8530824413872763561</id><published>2007-05-06T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:43:08.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of...</title><content type='html'>In need of...&lt;br /&gt;_Getting a new, bigger sling/duffel bag (so long never window shop already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Shopping! (honestly miss it coz havent been shopping for 2 months?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Securing a SILVER for NAPFA (think 'll hafta go for re-take after june hols)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Do 20 pull ups (i.e. train EVERYDAY for next 7 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Balance on the damn K1 (yea when I only have 2 training per week and K2s have 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Gaining weight. (without those weight gainers at GNC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Doing well for my BIO SPA tmr (the punishments by Jenni Ng better pay off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Stop procastinating tutorials (math tutorial was due on thurs, extended to tmr but I havent completed a single question and I need to study for SPA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Watching Spidey 3! (my freakingly everyday-end-late time table doesn't allow me to do so. perhaps a late night movie? rite. and cant seem to find anyone to watch spidey with me. they're either anti-spidey or watched it already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_New specs. Cheapo ones in case they sink in Kallang basin. (lenses keep dropping out. Hahah. Contacts, maybe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Vacation!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought that this could go&lt;br /&gt;And take me away from all I know&lt;br /&gt;And leave me to think I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;But your love will take me, you were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sat through nights&lt;br /&gt;You held me tight&lt;br /&gt;And made sure I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for the love you gave to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-8530824413872763561?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/8530824413872763561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=8530824413872763561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8530824413872763561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/8530824413872763561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-need-of.html' title='In need of...'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-7815036351934520090</id><published>2007-05-05T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:45:36.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging now.</title><content type='html'>Un-dead this blog! And a fairy sprinkles magic dust. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breather this week end. And last week-end - coz I slacked. Oh My God. It's been a long time since I slacked and enjoyed it. It had to be so sinful just a year ago ( OK it still IS sinful) but it feels good. Catching my breath in JC is not easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just done with bio, chem and econs lecture test. Im so DONE FOR. You know, it just pains that the stuff you study for doesnt come out, but the stuff that you skipped come out instead. To top it all, my SPA is starting next week. For all you ignorant people, SPA is an A level assessment done periodically to work our nerves up at end of each term, when we're supposed to be looking forward to holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th anniversary. 28 April. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we can play for &lt;em&gt;orang kahwin&lt;/em&gt; already! Never ever thought I'll be doing that but so pro now. We were &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;! And I surpressed my laughter when I saw the shine on his head. Ahaha. The carnival was fun. Had all the floats and everything. Food was overwhelming. So much to eat, yet so many people. Damn. They got all the choc desserts and nice stuff. But the remainder of food was still quite good. Caught up with the rest of malay peeps and had another interesting session. To know that I was hot gossip just not long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE! Don't get so emotional during cca. Technically itz supposed to be physical but more often than not, I think itz more of the mental part. Thank God there's no political part. And thanks to my wonderful cca, I accumulated more cuts on my feet today. NO. I should say THANKS TO WONDERFUL KALLANG BEACH AND PEOPLE WHO HELPED CONTAMINATE THE BASIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get food at suntec after training to satisfy my craving for oily food. Sale everywhere! But I shall wait for GSS, Greatest Singaporeans Shoppingspree. And Grace got TWO shirts at BUM for 10bucks. Bloody hell. Why are guys' shirt so minimal and expensive?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In serious need to get a bigger bag to lug my stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-7815036351934520090?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/7815036351934520090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=7815036351934520090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7815036351934520090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/7815036351934520090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogging-now.html' title='blogging now.'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-2652373398572826344</id><published>2007-04-22T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T01:57:43.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun morn</title><content type='html'>What's a guy doing on a Sunday morning? PI of course. Preliminary Ideas, not Private Investigator. It's mad I tell you, PW. It's such pain in the ass in fact. Onto my third draft. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped kayak today ( I hope Low won't suspend me!). I miss my Saturday training. And my many many kilometre run. YES. I'VE TURNED INTO A FITNESS FREAK NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I went for a good cause. Cause Im not gonna screw up my performance in front of Shanmugaratnam next Saturday. You guys did great today. Just don't don't don't &lt;em&gt;berteraboh&lt;/em&gt; on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya my birthday on Thursday. I actually missed the time when I was in sec3 coz &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt; just had to plan to bring flour and chocolate syrup. Hahah. Well, all that action is now missing in jc. What more, I spent my 17th birthday &lt;strong&gt;training&lt;/strong&gt;. I told you, I'm turning into a fitness freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all that had wished me birthday, sung me off tune birthday songs and gave me birthday presents, &lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a bleak picture of a building in Singapore. Reminded me of the building in Silent Hill. Eerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RipPhtfybLI/AAAAAAAAABI/Pw90m0x3qqY/s1600-h/6+Apr+07+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RipPhtfybLI/AAAAAAAAABI/Pw90m0x3qqY/s320/6+Apr+07+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055940972244004018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-2652373398572826344?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/2652373398572826344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=2652373398572826344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2652373398572826344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/2652373398572826344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/04/sun-morn.html' title='sun morn'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RipPhtfybLI/AAAAAAAAABI/Pw90m0x3qqY/s72-c/6+Apr+07+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-5771581798163523525</id><published>2007-04-06T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:25:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to save a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/en08-BtscD0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/en08-BtscD0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5771581798163523525?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5771581798163523525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5771581798163523525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5771581798163523525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5771581798163523525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='how to save a life'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-3669682815857541072</id><published>2007-04-02T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:01:56.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>condescending mr ong</title><content type='html'>My morning started off well coz of mlcs orientation. Fun ah. Worth my effort to wake up early on a monday morning. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then at 9 went for one and a half hr chem tutorial. And that person just had to spoil my mood. Shit ass. So condescending. Another ms chia la. Last week he told me to finish what I could; and I finished &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; turorials, mean feat for a dumbfucker in chem. But he dared to walk up to me and talk to me about &lt;strong&gt;sending me to mr quek and predicting my promos&lt;/strong&gt;. WHAT THE FUCK. Angry sial. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;You're just another person whom I don't have to prove anything. Just wait and see how much sweat and blood I can put in. I gave you the respect and this is a return of the favour. Bad start. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I enjoyed every single minute of the two hour bio prac though. Trust me, she can eat me up whole, that people started to tremble halfway through the practical when she started yelling. This isn't even the real SPA yet. READ: She earns &lt;strong&gt;my respect&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note ( i.e. nothing about &lt;strong&gt;schoolwork&lt;/strong&gt;), I got an insight to relationships today. Itz really interesting. That's prolly coz Im not in their shoes. No, obviously Im not telling it over the net. Everyone knows what itz all about;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow your heart.&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/9780290-3669682815857541072?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/3669682815857541072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=3669682815857541072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3669682815857541072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/3669682815857541072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/04/condescending-mr-ong.html' title='condescending mr ong'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-6043880030329777311</id><published>2007-04-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:11:42.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>og28</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rg_LPAmMOvI/AAAAAAAAABA/rpRU_gsiy4E/s1600-h/OG(hall).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048477166024276722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rg_LPAmMOvI/AAAAAAAAABA/rpRU_gsiy4E/s320/OG(hall).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; OG28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;`o7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Grabbed this foto from Nad's blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6043880030329777311?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6043880030329777311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6043880030329777311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6043880030329777311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6043880030329777311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/04/og28.html' title='og28'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/Rg_LPAmMOvI/AAAAAAAAABA/rpRU_gsiy4E/s72-c/OG(hall).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-6867648884831839055</id><published>2007-03-27T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:14:34.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjet enjet semut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjet-enjet Semut &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happeepill.com/cartoons/enjetsemut/enjet.htm"&gt;http://www.happeepill.com/cartoons/enjetsemut/enjet.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Itz hilarious.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had very first cehm practical since O level chem prac. Titrating can be fun. Aaaand, I got accurate results. 23.50 cubic centimetres. YAY.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to john's blog to read his second latest post. He said I got &lt;strong&gt;no depth&lt;/strong&gt;. Bloody ass. But now I get the picture. Hahah. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Damn it. Got csi now. Aiyah left 20mins only. Forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6867648884831839055?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6867648884831839055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6867648884831839055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6867648884831839055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6867648884831839055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/03/enjet-enjet-semut.html' title='enjet enjet semut'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-6277911299311733385</id><published>2007-03-26T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:53:42.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5km run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Friday, meranti and me were rushing to complete our intro vid. It wasnt easy ok. So weird being in front of the camera. Shy la. Haha. Then ran into some problems uplodaing the vid so went to comp lab to render help. And met this guy who was really like mr wong. His looks, the way he speaks and everything. He teaches math and is in I.T too! Izzah's math tutor and she says he's funny-ly weird guy. Thanks wan, for helping us send the vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during training, I felt so bloody proud of myself. For the first time, I felt what is was to run. Yes, to actually run. I know I run 2.4km every year but that doesnt count; itz all about scraping through the 13 minutes and getting a &lt;strong&gt;fucking &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;bronze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But running 5km non-stop for the first time and not being the last... Let me ego aite. Just this while. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half day tmr coz my college did well for last year A levels. Not fair lar. We did so much better for O's and those pesky kids back at secondary school get a full day off. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RgaieSsug4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/tu1TXaRPYBU/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045899073814430594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RgaieSsug4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/tu1TXaRPYBU/s200/Picture+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Over and over I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;When I hear you call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Without you in my life baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I just wouldn't be living at all &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And I will take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;You in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And hold you right where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Till the day my life is through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This I promise you baby &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Just close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Each loving day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I know this feeling won't go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Every word I say is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This I promise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-6277911299311733385?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6277911299311733385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6277911299311733385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6277911299311733385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6277911299311733385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/03/5km-run.html' title='5km run'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9uKbEYSY5es/RgaieSsug4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/tu1TXaRPYBU/s72-c/Picture+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9780290.post-6799568080429680233</id><published>2007-03-20T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:33:17.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week</title><content type='html'>It's the FIRST WEEK of the official term. Serious already. The j2's are having block test and can feel the atmosphere. Having mass lectures for this week, also known as &lt;strong&gt;repeat&lt;/strong&gt; lectures, which is a tad boring but I need it. I actually learnt some stuff out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In in 17 and I only know few people out of the 28 ppl ( I tink) in my class. Had first assembly this morning at parade square and I only knew marinah, shirley, chor teng, arrifin and few peeps from the camp last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I only attended one day out of the two coz I didnt feel like going. Not that I didnt want to bond with the class. But anway, Im not gonna pay. They didnt even bother to put my name in the list, why should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jc life, I predict, is gonna be a hectic and fast-paced one. Just look at the rate the lectures are going. If Im able to keep up with &lt;strong&gt;all &lt;/strong&gt;my subjects and do that &lt;em&gt;sandwich&lt;/em&gt; thingy, I'll be the luckiest guy on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in touch with a few of my pri skool frens this week. We shuould all have a get-together or somethig soon. But, I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Shut cha mouth&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/9780290-6799568080429680233?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/6799568080429680233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=6799568080429680233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6799568080429680233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/6799568080429680233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/03/1st-week.html' title='1st week'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-4387501482671845198</id><published>2007-03-14T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:01:05.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>march hols</title><content type='html'>Itz mid march hols already. How fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole morning on the comp. Eyes tired already. Visited ny website. Got the combi I wanted. No class yet. Hope I get a rocking class or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im ready to go do some exercises - not running though. If Im lucky, no running today. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes ago, I was expecting a call and &lt;em&gt;willed&lt;/em&gt; my mobile to ring. And it did. Hahah. Then I told the person sorry, I withdrew. She can still kpo and ask where I was going. Aj, aj... You blow my mind. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;liberation? hmm...&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/9780290-4387501482671845198?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/4387501482671845198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=4387501482671845198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4387501482671845198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/4387501482671845198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-hols.html' title='march hols'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-1139480313184200714</id><published>2007-03-12T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:28:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to blog about</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow jc-ians and non jc-ians! So much to blog about coz I havent been blogging. Do take an eye break coz itz gonna be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I planned to blog a few times recently, but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; blogger was being sucha pain. It didnt publish anthing. So i gave it a rest. Till now, when I tested it again. Everything's ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do abit of shopping with lysa the other day, just before o2. Parkway parade and tampines mall. Quite secluded from rest of the world coz the malls stand individually, unlike town. Budden again, town's bored me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a lesson: not to be so kiasu when it comes to shopping. And no, it wasnt me who learnt the lesson the hard way, but her. Hahaha... So do scout around&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first&lt;/span&gt; before purchasing a product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, I was in an emotional turmoil, riding a roller-coaster ride, zipping at 200km/h. I thought, and thought and thought till all my thoughts became one. My head started spinning, my mind was a mess of fibrous tissues till it was finally numbed. At 16, or near 17, one might think its about time where a person can start making sound decisions, but you see, itz not the age that matters. Itz the level of maturity and wisdom inside that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to weigh so many factors. Itz like suddenly Im all grown up and the future is in my hands, really.Suddenly, growing up and independent decision-making doesnt sound so fun anymore. Not that itz a bad thing, but I cant blame anyone should my decision take a wrong turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I dissappointed my mom abit. Maybe, alot. With my kind of grade, she wants me to go to a better jc coz i qualify for it. Now that I settle for a mid-range jc, the prestige is all lost. Also, I might be sacrifising my grades. And maybe, Im compromising a lot more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent even really, &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; try out the new place. I can always give it a try if I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to, but itz the deeper emotions of the heart which whispered to me. I dont feel comfortable. I can make friends, new friends if I want to, but the people there dont have any form of lifestyle similar to mine. Hence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I hope i really made the right choice. I mean school aint a circus, especially a jc, but since all jc's prepare you for Uni, itz not the name that matters, but your own self - pure hard work and determination. No, Im not contradicting myself. It just wont do for me to be stuck there tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very least I can do now is to strive hard so that no one will dare come up to me and tell me my grades is due to a discounted jc, with God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I appealed, with my dear friend's help, at 8am coz I heard that the appeal was closing soon. AT 10.30am, I got a call that my application was successful. Then the teacher told me, " See? I know you'll definitely appeal back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I knew that I was going off early anyway on that day, I didnt surrender my valuables to the OGFs. ( I always thought itz OGLs, but yea.) The plastic bags reminded me of mustafa centre, where they tie all your stuff, including the cash which you wanna pay them, inside plastic bags. hahah. I was so excited already lar, until my OGF asked me to sign an early-leave form. She just didnt wanna let me off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sengajer&lt;/span&gt;. So I had to bloody wait for more than half an hour for the teacher to come down. Then, wait again for him to ask questions and verify the validity of my successful appeal. What an ass! So he go and call my school, which of coz, say Im the student there now. When he finally signed the form, I ran out of AJ. Wahahahaha. I'll never forget that man. Till the guard stopped me and requested to see the form. Then, I ran out again. So long, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was finally &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;show time&lt;/span&gt;. Arrived at skool early to do some prep work and practice abit.&lt;br /&gt;Very sleepy now so I'll just tell you all that GPA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROCKED&lt;/span&gt;. It wasnt perfect but still, I was so damn proud of everyone -&lt;br /&gt;-MCs were good tho they "hee hee-ed" away when they dint know what else to say, but why not you try MC-ing&lt;br /&gt;-Suhaimi, coz the lighting and sound were on cue&lt;br /&gt;-Dancers/performers, you girls were entertaining, your dances alone should cost more than 7bucks. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;-Bunga telor boys/bunga mangga girls, the near-ending part was a lil berteraboh, but better than all playing the same beat. Thank God that didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;-Backsatge crew, for our professionalism&lt;br /&gt;-P and VP,  for making sure everything went smoothly&lt;br /&gt;-And everyone else for making GPA a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after everything went to j8 for dinner/supper. Had a great time there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;happy holidays!&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-1139480313184200714?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/1139480313184200714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=1139480313184200714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1139480313184200714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/1139480313184200714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-much-to-blog-about.html' title='so much to blog about'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-389516598886785802</id><published>2007-02-27T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:55:52.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes</title><content type='html'>Gave skool a miss today. Woke up at 12.25. So I did some math and blog-hopping. Looks like someone's got herself a boyfriend.. Hahaha. All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further blog hopped and I found some interesting stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 DON'Ts WHEN YOU ARE SLEEPING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DON'T SLEEP WITH WATCH&lt;br /&gt;Watches can emit a certain level of radioactivity. Though small, but if you wear your watch to bed for a long time, it might have adverse effects on your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. DON'T SLEEP WITH BRA / UNDERWARE&lt;br /&gt;Scientists in America have discovered those that wear bras for more than 12 hours have a higher risk of getting breast cancer. Well the same goes down there for guys..... Imagine having a prostectic part. So go to bed without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DON'T SLEEP WITH PHONE&lt;br /&gt;Putting the phone beside your bed or anywhere near you is not encouraged. Though some of us will use phones as alarm clocks, but please put the phone as far as possible. Scientists have proved that electrical items including mobile phone and television sets emit magnetic waves when used. These waves can cause disruptions to our nervous system. Therefore if you need to put your mobile phone near you, switch it off first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. DON'T SLEEP WITH MAKE UP&lt;br /&gt;People who sleep with make up might have skin problems in the long run. Sleeping with make up will cause the skin to have difficulty in breathing and problem in perspiring. You will also need a much longer time to go into deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DON'T SLEEP WITH OTHERS' WIFE OR HUSBAND&lt;br /&gt;You may never wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saying a right thing is priceless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his Company's Annual Office Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all. He doesn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack forced himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the bedside table. And, next to them, a single red rose!Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes the aspirins, cringing when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, breakfast is on the stove. I left early to go get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack stumbles to the kitchen, and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Jack asks, "Son... What happened last night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, then puked in the hallway and got that black eye when you ran into the door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean. Why do I have a rose and breakfast on the table waiting for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His son replies, "Oh, THAT! Well, Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, lady, I'm married!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken coffee table: $39.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot breakfast: $4.20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two aspirins: $0.38.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying the right thing, at the right time. &lt;strong&gt;Priceless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-389516598886785802?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/389516598886785802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=389516598886785802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/389516598886785802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/389516598886785802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/02/jokes.html' title='jokes'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-5821018380890089254</id><published>2007-02-19T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:14:39.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny</title><content type='html'>Listening to this song from taufik. Quite jiwangg. Anw happy toktokcheng everyone! So ytd I went cny celebrations at my aunts hose. Ate so many fried chicken. Can already feel the oil swishing along my stomach walls. And my duit collection? havent count yet. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got back my results last friday. Ok make it last last fri. Just felt like ytd. Was so nerve wrecking. the analysis was gd lar. When I saw tt chemistry had 100% passes, I was just so happy. Then me n willy were f9-ers, so when everyone passed, it means we didnt fail!! But never did I expect my chem to get a distinction. Hah take that ms chia! She once &lt;em&gt;coaxed&lt;/em&gt; me to drop chem can u believe it?! Saying I have no attitude and aptitude. So what did I do? Shed sweat, blood and tears of coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results was within range. Itz damn heartening to get the best ever results after you tried your best. My friends did well. Im so proud for all of them, especially the muslim students of class 06. Special mention to syafiqah, who jumped, flew, apparated, whatever from a super diamond to 13. itz just... WOW! So all praise be to God. Alhamdullillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sp during the weekend I got to go to night safari with Nuria-san and sg and a late night movie with my cuzzins. Thanks all! Also on saturday I went to ij carnival. By the time I arrived, a lot of things finish already. Met lysa and her friends. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on monday me and lysa went to carousel. The food I tell you, is superb. Sumptious. Delicious. Wonderful. Mouth-watering. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skool started on tues. But I was late. In fact, I was late for the whole of last week. I skipped the first or second lessons in the morning, mostly tutorials - like math, and arrived skool at 9 plus. Except on thurs - I came at 11am. I wonder if I can still do that in the new college. Then on wed I got lotsa chocs and goodies. But I refrained from eating them coz of my sore throat and cough.  Speaking fo which, Im not getting any better, maybe slightly, coz I've been drinking so many cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on fridayyy. Had kayak outing after cny celebrations in skool. After prayers, met chern ron at bishan then went to marina square. I ate already but I still ordered at pizza hut. I think that was the one of the few times that I was more than willing to pay the cess. The waiters were so polite and helpful. After that, we were so sian and tired so all of us headed home instead of having a pool session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. Spent the day with my mlcs. For gpa. Im playing the kompang. Hahaha.. Ciner sesat. Then at night I went my cuzzin house to watch movies. Watched Saw, Kill Bill vol 1 and 2 and that Borat. Itz a really funny movie, poking fun at ppl. it was hilarious man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I just woke up. Sucha sleepyhead. Ok gotta go study BIOOOO. There's alot to study lar But I enjoy the subject. Test on wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-5821018380890089254?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/5821018380890089254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=5821018380890089254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5821018380890089254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/5821018380890089254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='cny'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-117089822916334799</id><published>2007-02-08T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:26:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down</title><content type='html'>I'm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz a thurs morn and I'm supposed to be in skool. But I'm so sick that the thought of lugging myself to skool, waiting for the bus is too disgusting so I remained in bed. In need of miracle medicine, going to skool tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really need this now. But I think I'll survive. I survived the weekend and a fraction of this week without my phone. I survived swimming 1.5km - even though I had cramps, so embarrassing. I survived the frequent 2.4km. I survived 10 years of education and 5 weeks of Mrs Ng. God, help me pull through. And I'm not even talking about tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itz as if I cant shit, cant urine, cant eat, cant do anything without giving it a thought - even during lecture, even though the lecture wasnt boring. Itz taking a toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dreamt of my nenek thrice in a week. I cant really recall the first, except tt she was holding that exclusive gold-plated tongkat of hers. Second she was passing me ayam bakar with sauce, half wrapped in banana leaf. Then ytd night I was bringing my grand auntie to her. She was wearing this vivid brown baju kurong. In all three, her face was most prominent, so berseri. I really miss her, alot.&lt;br /&gt;Then there were ppl overshadowing me. Like pressuring me, you know. In the end I gave in to the pressure and broke down. Everything was just a dream of coz, though I find no links in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Depressing post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/200/226230/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Big Bird &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alert&lt;/span&gt;! Sesame St's in town! hahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-117089822916334799?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/117089822916334799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=117089822916334799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/117089822916334799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/117089822916334799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/02/down.html' title='down'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-117059048584428649</id><published>2007-02-04T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:01:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sunday</title><content type='html'>Juz woke up from a 3hr sleep. Sleep has never been so refreshing. Damn, sleep IS therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very tired and lazy all week. Watched prison break finale on thurs, which ended late. Eyes had weights on them already due to the many rounds of running done earlier. Bad aftermath. Woke up at 0730 on fri! Skipped first period math. Hah dont need to see tt guy. Sneaked into skool, using front gate summore. Err dont tink I wouldve done that last year. But life has to go on. Best thing: &lt;strong&gt;no one caught me&lt;/strong&gt;. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiots. Im only a J1. So dont cha waste ur time catching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished gp and math. Sursprise! I can do binomial. Hmm... how proud should I be? Heh. The one and only black calculator which I have broke down on the last day of O levels, which was after the chem paper. Lucky sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now I have to buy that rip off graphic calculator which costs 150 bucks, &lt;strong&gt;at least.&lt;/strong&gt;  Crazy shit.  N my college, unlike some otha college, would NOT subsidise the cost of that damn thing for the poorer ppl like me. Ahhh stupid old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spore vs Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt be surprised if a few players got beaheaded on the field itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoaoaoaoaoaoaoaoaoa. Chao la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-117059048584428649?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/117059048584428649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=117059048584428649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/117059048584428649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/117059048584428649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-sunday_04.html' title='another sunday'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-117014576469889154</id><published>2007-01-30T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T16:29:24.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/1600/670714/DSC00999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/200/976890/DSC00999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pinkk flower.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/1600/192401/DSC01008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/200/981767/DSC01008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic Esplanade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to type so much so i'll post a few pics. Went for blood donation at my skool today. Donate blood! Help save lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, when they first started, I was laughing laughing. Itz not traumatizing lar. And my blood flow was fast, dont know why. Colour: dull red. Supposedly the darker it is, the more haemoglobin. Then towards the end, I saw tiny black specks and became dizzy. Aiyah, first time. So they took it off me and I rested. But I finished the donation so yah... Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/200/930742/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Should be able to take it off in a few hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1381/430/200/871655/Picture%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-117014576469889154?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/117014576469889154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=117014576469889154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/117014576469889154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/117014576469889154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/01/give-blood.html' title='give blood'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-116895300079858074</id><published>2007-01-16T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:10:00.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erna's 17th bday</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say a BIG BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;17TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; TO DEAREST &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ELLYSA NUR ERNA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Oh baby, please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-116895300079858074?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/116895300079858074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=116895300079858074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/116895300079858074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/116895300079858074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2007/01/ernas-17th-bday.html' title='erna&apos;s 17th bday'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-115522240402309120</id><published>2006-08-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:06:44.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scheduled outage at 4:00PM PDT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whatever that is. National day came and went. So fast. Random holiday in the middle of the week makes the week a weirdly short one. Tink I just wasted my holiday away. Luckily went macs just now to study. Accomplished a.maths and e.maths. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks display at esplanade on tues evening was very pretty. Too bad it only lasted 10mins. Totally overwhelming response!! So damn packed lar. Everyone was woo-ing away when the display came on. Wanna go again. This weekend got display by france some other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching ndp on tv was forgettable. Nth great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The exhilarating walk down the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Taking pictures; temp cam-whore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Strolling across the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Chatting by the waters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Being lost in the mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  Hair-parting breeze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Brand-new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-115522240402309120?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/115522240402309120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=115522240402309120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/115522240402309120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/115522240402309120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2006/08/scheduled-outage-at-400pm-pdt.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-115330985178074409</id><published>2006-07-19T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:57:02.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after p-prelims</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took my last prep-prelim paper on mon. Bio and e.maths. Too lazy to talk about it. All the best for my prep-prelim marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REJOICE!! Had lunch at pizza hut. The pasta meal that I bought was damn cheesy. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling at grassroots club. Dilapidated building. Hahah den wilson, yy and me scared the girls. Do we look that freaky? So us and izzah, qid, mary, nas and ain went bowling. Lousy service, even after the skittles kok-ed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun.Play pool abit, so I taiko2 hit the ball and both went in!! Yay.. Maybe itz the next big step to be a pro??! Wahahah. Ok then my bowling was extremely bad initially, getting all the gutter balls. BUT, I shoot up and rose to 70+ pts, 3rd among 8 ppl. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd went jalan2 at the malls along the stretch of jurong east line. Go boon lay, jurong point. Nv been there before. Not bad lah the place, got nice restaurants and shops to shop stuff. Bought slippers and a book, while lysa got slippers. Hahah had a wacky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, skool was ok I guess. Bought an old skool looking undiscounted adidas apparel today. But just couldnt resist not buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol is wasting my time. Shudve mark geog essays. I liked nurulmaideen, jonathan, matilda and rahimah's performances. Gayle and hadi dissapointed me. The rest, I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the dirtier shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-115330985178074409?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/115330985178074409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=115330985178074409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/115330985178074409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/115330985178074409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-p-prelims.html' title='after p-prelims'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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-9780290.post-115294547420147294</id><published>2006-07-15T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:37:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p-prelims 'o6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I take back my last post. The papers from thurs onwards were fuck difficult lar. DIFFICULT, DIFFICULT, DIFFICULT!!! I screwed the papers badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the scenarios I encountered.&lt;br /&gt;(a) If I could do a question, the answer would sound or turn out weird OR, I wouldn't have time to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;(b) One glance at the question and i'll go "Oh fuck a question like this has a place on earth?!!"&lt;br /&gt;(c) This minimal situation brings ecstasy - to be able to fully solve a question- and especially so for a.maths. A.maths is paradoxical. It brings pain and ecstacy within seconds of moving to different questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just realised that my classroom has a good platform, a very good one, for people to jump down, like right after a fuckeddup paper coz my classroom door faces this parapet with stepped railings to climb over. Very inviting. This kinda architecture should be especially banned in independent skools, sap-skools and some autonomous skools. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite. Back to muggin' the human anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whatever u say baby, I still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9780290-115294547420147294?l=sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/feeds/115294547420147294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9780290&amp;postID=115294547420147294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/115294547420147294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9780290/posts/default/115294547420147294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarcasm-rawkz.blogspot.com/2006/07/p-prelims-o6.html' title='p-prelims &apos;o6'/><author><name>Mr. Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14859985298773472656</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>
