<?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-6918450</id><updated>2011-08-03T08:06:56.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moron. mo·ron    ( P )  Pronunciation Key  (môrn, mr-)</title><subtitle type='html'>Moron. mo·ron    ( P )  Pronunciation Key  (môrn, mr-)
n. 
A stupid person; a dolt. 
Psychology. A person of mild mental retardation having a mental age of from 7 to 12 years and generally having communication and social skills enabling some degree of academic or vocational education. The term belongs to a classification system no longer in use and is now considered offensive.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-2660373362601123318</id><published>2007-03-04T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T12:47:30.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Utd 1 - 0 Liverpool</title><content type='html'>O'shea just made my saturday night sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig this scousers fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KcauZxpJk4&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KcauZxpJk4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KcauZxpJk4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-2660373362601123318?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/2660373362601123318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=2660373362601123318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/2660373362601123318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/2660373362601123318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/03/man-utd-1-0-liverpool.html' title='Man Utd 1 - 0 Liverpool'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-8521346208572627046</id><published>2007-02-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:06:22.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...very tired.</title><content type='html'>So busy with school work that I have yet to clean my room let alone be bothered with Valentine's Day. Another lonely year without a partner. But it is also good in the sense that since I am not financially stable and do not have a permanent job, staying away from a relationship is the logical thing to do. Not that I am sick or tired of getting into one, its just that time does not permit me to have one. But of course, if the chance comes along or I feel someone right has appeared, I will not hesitate to go for it. So, for now, I will not purposely go looking for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; just to fill up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emptiness&lt;/span&gt; in my heart lest I heart another girl. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-8521346208572627046?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/8521346208572627046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=8521346208572627046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/8521346208572627046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/8521346208572627046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/02/tiredvery-tired.html' title='Tired...very tired.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-117068411311403956</id><published>2007-02-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:01:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.STRESS.</title><content type='html'>Been pretty busy these few days. Duties in camp. Assignments. Revisions. Blah Blah Blah. Hence, no blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine doing 2 duties in a week? 1 for the last week of jan, and another for the beginning of feb. though technically its 1 duty per month, its counted as 2 duties in a week. How unfair. But its ok. I already voiced it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with guys and a girl from sch to discuss bout the 2 assignments we have. Questions and requirements looks easy. But, the process is kinda tedious. It really needs the 5 of us to do our part. Each and everyone of us has to work. Not to mention Michael has a family, Abby has to fly around. Jason and Jerry has to work. And so do I. So, we need to do our part. This is the reason why I like being in night class. We dont have a lot of free time. So, work gets done very fast. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is coming. I have yet to clean my room. I will forgo the new clothes part if possible. Not really necessary. Save some money. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to crash for the night. Need to rest this puny brain of mine. Ciaoz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-117068411311403956?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/117068411311403956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=117068411311403956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/117068411311403956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/117068411311403956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/02/stress.html' title='.STRESS.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-117007489210349374</id><published>2007-01-29T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:48:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold cold night</title><content type='html'>Its a cold night. BrrRrRrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling kinda guilty these few days. I have been practically eating it everyday. Someone has to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new week. But same old story. Rot in office, leaving early. Well, at least I was doing duty over the weekends. I just love doing duties over the weekends. People find me weird, aint weekends suppose to be out clubbing and having fun? But I prefer to spend it in camp doing duty. Well, weekends in camp are especially quiet. No one to disturb you in the afternoon, minimal activities going on. You are practically alone in camp lest those man on guard duty. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a little chat with some NSman over Singapore's economy, job prospects etc etc and as usual, when men gather together, you cant stay away from the topic of National Service. Talking about their days, comparing it with my days. Sharing their NS story with me. Its very interesting to hear from them how tough life was for them back in those days. Then it struck me. One day, I will be back in that unit doing my reservist and somehow or rather, it will be me relating my NS story to those NSFs. Interesting ehz, hopefully by then, I will still be able to remember my NSF days in BMT, BSLC, ASLC and finally TDS. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while chatting over job prospect, we discussed about China. And we came to a conclusion that, when China finally opens its economy to the whole world, we are all going to be suffer. Yes. Sad to say, but good to know. With 13 billion population, can you imagine the impact they going to have on the world? China one day is going to take over USA as a power nation. Mark my words. China will be a gold mine. Like USA back in their glory days. Unless you have the capital to hop on to the China express, otherwise, be prepared to be poorer. Life will just get tougher here in Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another hand, this particular NSman asks me if i am interested in working in China and USA for 2 years for his company when I ORD in August. And I thought why not? 2 years working experience in a foreign country gives you a competitive edge when I decide to change job after that 2 years. And given the fact that a lot of companies are venturing into China, with that 2 years, it sure will be an advantage even though I am pursuing a Diploma in Travel, Tourism and Hospitality Management. And even after 2 years, i decided not to go into that China line. I still can fall back to travel tourism or even go ahead with my degree. I will be be quite young then. 26 if i finish the contract. Still aint too late to go for a degree in my opinion. And i forget to add that the renumeration is quite attractive too. Hopefully he calls me up to go for an interview with his company. This is definately a chance to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Thats about it tonight. Leave me comments if you have any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-117007489210349374?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/117007489210349374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=117007489210349374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/117007489210349374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/117007489210349374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/01/cold-cold-night.html' title='cold cold night'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-116988267660373415</id><published>2007-01-27T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:24:36.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASEAN Football Championship 06/07 Semifinal 2nd leg: Singapore vs Malaysia</title><content type='html'>I will be there. Will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-116988267660373415?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/116988267660373415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=116988267660373415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/116988267660373415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/116988267660373415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/01/asean-football-championship-0607.html' title='ASEAN Football Championship 06/07 Semifinal 2nd leg: Singapore vs Malaysia'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-116972396522268723</id><published>2007-01-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:19:25.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things people say...</title><content type='html'>This is what was said or rather, the gist of it in office today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who drive, better go keep your temp vehicle label. Later people know where you work then go smash yr windscreen and take your temp vehicle label for illegal usage. Worst later terrorist go plant something in yr vehicle without you knowing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing this, I look to Jack and gave the WTF look. The things people really say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at mambo last night. As usual. My plan was to sleep early at home and give mambo a miss. I need to sleep early. But no, Mike had to sms me twice. and furthermore, Gerald signed me in. n furthermore, Mike came to pick me up. n lastly Xinying went too. How not to be tempted to go mambo like that?? Maybe i aint firm enough. But, mambo is the only one thing that can tempt me. Mambo rocks. 4 years and still aint sick of it. I just love mambo nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread waking up at 5am in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-116972396522268723?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/116972396522268723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=116972396522268723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/116972396522268723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/116972396522268723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-people-say.html' title='the things people say...'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-116956623272480070</id><published>2007-01-23T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:30:32.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pondering....</title><content type='html'>Initially I was wondering if I should start a new blog. Since this blog has been so inactive due to my inability to bring myself to blog. But on second thoughts, I decided not to. Saves me the time and hassle to start everything all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2007 already. And things are going on quite smoothly I guess. I enrolled into MDIS. Currently pursuing a Diploma in Travel, Tourism and Hospitality Management. This time round, I am determined to put things right where they belong. No more immature n childish behaviour from me. Its all going be a thing of the past. Wasted 4 years. Imagine the things you can achieve in this 4 years? People who are dying will wish they have another 4 years to live. Others will wish to have that extra 4 years to build their sucess story. While I, wasted 4 years doing nothing at all. Sometimes I do feel like what i put on my blog title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as the saying goes, 我不怕你慢。只怕你站。 What this chinese phrase means is, I am not afraid of you being slow. I am only afraid you not moving. Being slow and getting to the final destination does not matter. What matters most is whether you are willing to move and make that step to the final destination. I haven been standing for 4 years. Now, its time I start moving again. And believe me. This time round, I will make it. No more fooling around. I am no longer young. Getting older as time passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying my time in school. Great lecturers. Wonderful partners. What more can I ask for? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Its 7 more months to ORD. August 31st.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-116956623272480070?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/116956623272480070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=116956623272480070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/116956623272480070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/116956623272480070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2007/01/pondering.html' title='pondering....'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-115703008679597436</id><published>2006-08-31T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:14:46.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Live In Singapuraaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>i got this frm youtube. its from the event Indignation: TCP-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hossan Leong did a Singapore version of the song We Didnt Start The Fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy The Song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN0sz9JGNMg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PN0sz9JGNMg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" 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/6918450-115703008679597436?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/115703008679597436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=115703008679597436' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115703008679597436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115703008679597436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-live-in-singapuraaaaaaaa.html' title='We Live In Singapuraaaaaaaa'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-115650748553858025</id><published>2006-08-25T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:04:45.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You?</title><content type='html'>If you had $10, you would give $1 to a beggar. But if you have $10 million dollars, would you give $1 million to a beggar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-115650748553858025?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/115650748553858025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=115650748553858025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115650748553858025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115650748553858025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2006/08/would-you.html' title='Would You?'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-115617484670142360</id><published>2006-08-21T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:52:38.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day rally? nahz. man u's thrashing of fulham is more exciting.</title><content type='html'>My aunt as asking if I watched the rally. I said, "NO." She continued, "you read about it?" I replied, "NO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is with this National Rally thing? Not following it is deemed as not concerned about national issues? Oh come on. Get a life. I just cannot understand a single word coming out from the speaker's mouth. Not that I care anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact what put me off was his comments on Mr.Brown. He said he is a very clever person(if i recalled correctly or someting similar to this phrase). Then he went on to explain why e WHITES decide to clamp down on his views in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;. Flashback. Remember the sweet money u get from the WHITES saying we had good progress before the PLEASE VOTE FOR ME CAUSE ONLY I CAN GIVE U GOOD LIFE SCHEME? Then what happen after that? You know I know. WE ALL KNOW. Sounds similar? Yeah! you bet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next she debated with me on whether PR has to do NS. She keep asking need meh need meh? HELLO? I am in the ARMY. Or rather e NAVY. But still, I went through ARMY training with PRs in my section, platoon, company. Of course I KNOW. WOMAN can be unreasonable at times. END OF DEBATE. CASE CLOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Man Utd tore Fulham apart. GORY GORY MAN UTD! wait. correction. GLORY GLORY MAN UTD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-115617484670142360?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/115617484670142360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=115617484670142360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115617484670142360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115617484670142360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-rally-nahz-man-us.html' title='national day rally? nahz. man u&apos;s thrashing of fulham is more exciting.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-115612925351301217</id><published>2006-08-21T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:00:53.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what happened on my way to work this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the train heading towards Boonlay was crowded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this uncle, probably in his early 60s or late 50s, lets call him Uncle A, has been eyeing for a seat for a very long time. And not far from him, was this auntie(Auntie A). Probably in her mid 50s eyeing for a seat too. When the train pulled over at Redhill station, this young man alighted, thus leaving an empty seat. This is where the drama unfolds. Both Uncle A and Auntie A approached the seat. Uncle A darted for that empty seat as though his life depended on it. Auntie A, not wanting to lose out, ran for that seat too. What happened, was a brief jostle of survival of the fittest. Pushing and screaming at each other, Uncle A manage to somehow 'push' Auntie A off balance. Almost falling to the ground. Uncle A emerged victorious. And Auntie A walking away in shame. Not until a kind fella offered his seat to her on another cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing huh? All the talks about Singapore being a kind and gracious society. Such actions can be disappointing at times. Or rather everytime. I am sure this image is happening on every single train in Singapore. Not to mention inconsiderate passengers who crowd the cabin doors even before the train pulls over and some dont even allow alighting passengers a chance to alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caught in such situations before. Suppose to alight at City Hall. In the end, ended up missing that City Hall stop. Pissed. I started to cursing and swearing. Over the years, many kind of MRT passenegers have appeared. Let me name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Those who will die just to get a seat.&lt;br /&gt;2. Those who pretend not to see any people who needs the seats more than they do.&lt;br /&gt;3. Those who crowd the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;4. Idiots who park their butt at the doors.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pole grabbers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Parents who let their kids run riot on the train. Pretending the kids are not theirs.&lt;br /&gt;7. People who talk on the phone machiam training for some 7th month auction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on. Anybody got any other examples? Pleas kindly tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-115612925351301217?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/115612925351301217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=115612925351301217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115612925351301217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115612925351301217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-what-happened-on-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-115597701857812945</id><published>2006-08-19T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:50:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After such a long absence, I've decided to come back YET again. Yes YEt again. For how long? Dun ask me. When the juices has dried up, then maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case some of you have been wondering wat happened to me after BMT, cos thats where my blog ended, I went to SISPEC. Spent some 6mths there. Went Taiwan. And became a sergent. Short sweet and simple. Taiwan was fun. Once in a lifetime experience. Anyway, after SISPEC, I got posted to Tuas Naval Base, Base Security Company as their HQ training spec. Dealing with training matters regarding NSman. Its a relatively easy job. Considering NSman comes in once every 3weeks. I juz need to spend 1 day with thm on their technical handling. Thats basically it. Thn off they go for their guard duty for e next 3 weeks. Its a 8-5 job. 5 day week. Slack. Just that when there are ranges or BOS duty, I will stay in. If not, I will be sleepin at home. Good life right? Dun be jealous. Cos it can be boring at times too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, I hve been reading up quite a few blogs. Like, parkingidiots, rude sg'reans n some other likewise blogs. Seems that these kind of blogs r popular. Its fun to read. You ppl shld go there some day. And mayb u get to see yr car or yr faces published. But make sure they do not doctor yr pic. Else u may wana sue thm. ok. Pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a question for you guys. How do you people define friends? I wana know. Leave a message on my comments ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. i'm outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH PREMIER LEAGUE HAS STARTED!!!!!! Red Devils!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-115597701857812945?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/115597701857812945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=115597701857812945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115597701857812945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/115597701857812945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-such-long-absence-ive-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704779585078333</id><published>2005-09-18T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:49:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670018.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with edward again...my buddy for 13weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704779585078333?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704779585078333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704779585078333' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704779585078333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704779585078333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-with-edward-again.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704774601858843</id><published>2005-09-18T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:49:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with edward after the parade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704774601858843?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704774601858843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704774601858843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704774601858843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704774601858843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-with-edward-after-parade.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704772931932808</id><published>2005-09-18T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:48:49.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670016.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready for e final moment. me n eddie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704772931932808?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704772931932808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704772931932808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704772931932808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704772931932808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/ready-for-e-final-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704767229375505</id><published>2005-09-18T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:47:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat i call action....but its nice ehz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704767229375505?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704767229375505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704767229375505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704767229375505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704767229375505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-wat-i-call-action.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704764897320912</id><published>2005-09-18T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:47:28.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670012.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my darling for e past 13 weeks.....she has been a noti one...always horny..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704764897320912?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704764897320912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704764897320912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704764897320912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704764897320912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-darling-for-e-past-13-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704762183100035</id><published>2005-09-18T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:47:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with e officer to be, leonard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704762183100035?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704762183100035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704762183100035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704762183100035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704762183100035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-with-e-officer-to-be-leonard.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704758975385265</id><published>2005-09-18T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:46:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with eddie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704758975385265?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704758975385265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704758975385265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704758975385265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704758975385265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-with-eddie.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112704755502328633</id><published>2005-09-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:45:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/92670006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/92670006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think is cool enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112704755502328633?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112704755502328633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112704755502328633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704755502328633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112704755502328633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-think-is-cool-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112693554885229375</id><published>2005-09-17T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:41:50.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my story</title><content type='html'>on a particular day in december 2000, this guy named xz was walking into Ice Lemon Tea in far east. he was greeted by this salesgirl who took his breath away with her smile. he became weak and got attracted to her. out of pure coincidence or a scene out of the movies, he saw his classmate working at e same outlet as his angel to be. and he manage to get his angel's number through her. and that began a tale of fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as always, fairy tale has to somehow come to an end. xz and his angel broke off shortly after due to some misunderstandings some wrong decisions he made. thus, e fairy tale ended. they lost contact shortly after the breakoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1yr+++ later, heaven played a prank. xz saw his angel inside the train. she was the same girl that took his breath away on the night of december 2000. he went up to her n chatted awhile before realising she has retooked her O lvls n passed n is studyin in SP also. Suddenly he has hope again only to know she has a bf already. Upon hearing that, he backed off. Few weeks later, he saw her again at MS. this time with her bf  named jason. after that night, xz and his angel did not see each other again. Not even in school.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn 20003 came. while walking towards FC3 for lunch, xz saw his angel studying outside the bench n approached her and say hi. they exchanged number and both said goodbye. although they exchanged numbers, none made any effort to contact each other. till one night. xz received a sms frm his angel to ask him to meet her at toa payoh central. she has some problems with jason n asked xz to accompany her for the night. thus, the both of them spent the whole night in toa payoh central talking bout the past and catching up with each other. it was on this very night that both realised they still have feelings for each other and e breakup was very silly. the following week or so, on a weds night, they went mambo together. while dancing halfway, she looked into his eyes n soon they were caught in an embrace right in e middle of e dancefloor. they look like a happy couple. but in actual fact, both are suffering frm  &lt;br /&gt;emotional wounds. that night was the last time they saw or contacted each other. xz realise that both have to move on. she is attached. sinc thn he made no efforts to contact her though there are times he scrolled to her name n wanted to call her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year 2005 1 week before enlistment on a saturday. xz went to MU with his khakis. and guess wat? he saw her once again. this time, he went up to her. exchanged greetings and she invited him to her 21st bdae party. and guess wat, e date is juz nice on his first book out. the day before the chalet, they met up for breakfast. they spent the whole afternoon talking out all their problems to each other and somehow again, both still have feelings for each other......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the ultimate came. on the night of book in which is 1 day after the chalet, xz received a sms frm her saying, they shld not be like this anymore. she is attached n is looking forward to e days ahead with jason. xz got e meaning. he was heartbroken. he continued his bmt like as though nothin happened. 13 weeks passed without contacting her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 September 2005. he received an sms from her suddenly. jason broke off with her. immediately, i cancelled all appoinments, went to meet her at east coast, thn made our way to chinatown, her frd's ktv pub. on the cab, she told him she has been drinking for days till she got admitted into the hospital. he is angry. very angry but hid his feelings inside him. e reason why xz went to accompany her is to take care of her cos he knows, she will not listen to anyone else other than me. n he has e responsibiity to make sure she is well and sound. they drank n drank. the story dosent end here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*somehow, somewhat, i dare not say if we will ever get back together again, but one thing i m sure is that, i have not given up on her. cos i told her that she can always come back to me whenever anything happens or she needs help. i dont mind always being the last in the world to know. but at least i know. i m very grateful that i m the last one she knows who can comfort her n always trying to make her smile. eunice. i know you will be strong. nd u have to. to break up after 4yrs surely e emotional trauma is there. and i can understand that. but u have to learn to be strong. i will be here forever if u ever need me anytime. cos u know, i care bout u the most...its been almost 5 yrs since we knew each other. is it a sign that good things are to come?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112693554885229375?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112693554885229375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112693554885229375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112693554885229375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112693554885229375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-story.html' title='my story'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112685397240014996</id><published>2005-09-16T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T14:59:32.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will be a nice sergent.</title><content type='html'>Comd SAF BMTC congratulates you for your successful completion of the BMT.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Your Posting Order is listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.   You are posted to   SISPEC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.  Your vocation is  INFANTRY LEADER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks very much. i m posted to SISPEC. although it is kind of expected, i m still a little overjoyed. i duno why. though, i m kinda disappointed with e posting overall for my platoon. the breakdown are as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OCS&lt;/span&gt;: Eddie, Reef, LiangNeng, Yaoming, Sixian, Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SISPEC&lt;/span&gt;: Me, Edward, SQ, Matthew, Benny&lt;br /&gt;these few are e only ones i know goin to command school....hock, jack and kelvin got posted to HQ Signal. Sebas got posted to combat medic. melvin tan, got his wish, RP. camillus n melvin michael got into airforce tech. i hope there wont be aircrafts from RSAF crashing. Kiat and Chongjun got into MP. lucky them...this is e break down i know so far...i hope there will not be anymore surprises...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112685397240014996?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112685397240014996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112685397240014996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112685397240014996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112685397240014996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-will-be-nice-sergent.html' title='i will be a nice sergent.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633622115176238</id><published>2005-09-10T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:10:21.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring week.</title><content type='html'>it has been a boring week after passing out. been rotting at home for e pass few days. was suppose to tidy up my room, but cant find e energy to. sleeping till late everyday. playin cs till night n chatting till morning...basically thats e life i have been goin through these 3 days. of course, e only time i went out was on weds to zouk. nothing interesting happened this week though. i manage to get some photos frm han. shall post it up n let u guys see...enough of talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633622115176238?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633622115176238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633622115176238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633622115176238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633622115176238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/boring-week_10.html' title='boring week.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633595623412488</id><published>2005-09-10T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:05:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5927.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5927.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally...its 2ic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633595623412488?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633595623412488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633595623412488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633595623412488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633595623412488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633592964824510</id><published>2005-09-10T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:05:29.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5926.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5926.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3sg irfan's turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633592964824510?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633592964824510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633592964824510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633592964824510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633592964824510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-3sg-irfans-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633590165637102</id><published>2005-09-10T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:05:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5925.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5925.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is 3sg loi.....no one is spared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633590165637102?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633590165637102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633590165637102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633590165637102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633590165637102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-3sg-loi.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633587955980287</id><published>2005-09-10T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:04:39.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5924.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5924.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3sg choong...after coming dwn frm e sky n being smeared by twiggies....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633587955980287?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633587955980287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633587955980287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633587955980287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633587955980287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/3sg-choong.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633583828250713</id><published>2005-09-10T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:03:58.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5919.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5919.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats that on his face? its TWIGGIES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633583828250713?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633583828250713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633583828250713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633583828250713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633583828250713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/wats-that-on-his-face-its-twiggies.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633579263884315</id><published>2005-09-10T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:03:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5910.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5910.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder who is this. a very well taken pic by han. this is at the 20km mark. taking a break b4 our last stretch home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633579263884315?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633579263884315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633579263884315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633579263884315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633579263884315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/wonder-who-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633574782057637</id><published>2005-09-10T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:02:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5890.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5890.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orion Coy after games day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633574782057637?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633574782057637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633574782057637' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633574782057637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633574782057637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/orion-coy-after-games-day.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633571675171508</id><published>2005-09-10T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:01:56.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5806.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5806.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orion flag flying high against e darkened sky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633571675171508?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633571675171508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633571675171508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633571675171508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633571675171508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/orion-flag-flying-high-against-e.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633566840385970</id><published>2005-09-10T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:01:08.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/han13.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/han13.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.e drill squad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633566840385970?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633566840385970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633566840385970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633566840385970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633566840385970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633561310176797</id><published>2005-09-10T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T15:00:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/han07.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/han07.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is taken by han. looks cool huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633561310176797?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633561310176797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633561310176797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633561310176797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633561310176797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-taken-by-han.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633556386162402</id><published>2005-09-10T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:59:23.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/han03.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/han03.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drill squad. one of our formations...cool huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633556386162402?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633556386162402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633556386162402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633556386162402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633556386162402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/drill-squad.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633541634610949</id><published>2005-09-10T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:56:56.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/F1010020.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/F1010020.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games day mascot. fierce aint we? ORION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633541634610949?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633541634610949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633541634610949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633541634610949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633541634610949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/games-day-mascot.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112633537995892106</id><published>2005-09-10T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:56:19.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/IMG_5928.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/IMG_5928.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 2ic being held by us POW style. thats after e 24km route march..interesting huh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112633537995892106?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112633537995892106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112633537995892106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633537995892106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112633537995892106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/our-2ic-being-held-by-us-pow-style.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112619676996744373</id><published>2005-09-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:28:57.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6744/399/1600/civilservivor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6744/399/320/civilservivor.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i saw this over at talkingcock.com somehow i have to agree with e picture. let me know if u dun understand wat it means n i will kindly explain to u. foc that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n also juz in case u ppl come n start telling me e pic is too small to be seen, all u have to do is to click on e picture. n then magnify it...do i have to show u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112619676996744373?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112619676996744373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112619676996744373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112619676996744373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112619676996744373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-i-saw-this-over-at-talkingcock.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112608754806311324</id><published>2005-09-07T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T18:05:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0901%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/DSCF0901%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orion coy. after POP...happy as can be...memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112608754806311324?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112608754806311324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112608754806311324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112608754806311324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112608754806311324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/orion-coy.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112608744869282645</id><published>2005-09-07T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T18:04:08.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0905%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/400/DSCF0905%20copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me with my sect comd. 3sg irfan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112608744869282645?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112608744869282645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112608744869282645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112608744869282645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112608744869282645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/thats-me-with-my-sect-comd.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112608596250287238</id><published>2005-09-07T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:39:22.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its all over.</title><content type='html'>finally. yes. finally. bmt is over. its e end of e beginning. e real deal is goin to start on 19th Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on POP day. e weather has been kind to us. its is not as hot or wet compared to our rehearsals. e clouds were there. e wind was there. it was a cooling parade. we have passed out. we have completed our basic military training. we are e trained soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e moment finally came after 13 weeks. e day we all have been looking forward to. e parade started on e dot. we were all ready n prepared by 2. waited at e fup from 3pm. e whole parade started with Pegasus n Mohawk displaying their drill stuffs in front of e guests. n soon after that, e cue was given n we all marched out with pride n gusto to e beats from e band. everyone marched like we have never marched before. e sense of pride  &lt;br /&gt;can be seen on all our faces. of course, e happiness. though it might be a simple parade, but to most of us, it is a significant one. this marks e beginning. i do not know how to describe e feeling e moment i stepped onto e parade square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to flash. it only seems yesterday that i came to tekong to be a recruit. but now, i m marching out to b passed out. times seems to fly. i m sure to miss e fun i have in Orion. though i have been repeating this in my previous posts, but i have to say it again. this memory i have of e past 13weeks will never be gone. it will always stay here with me throughout my life. call me sentimental call me cheesy or call me emo. but i dun care. cos i know, i have truly enjoyed myself this 13weeks. all e sweet n bitter moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always say, time n tide waits for no man. behold n b appreciative of what u have. now i have truly understood the meaning of this line. now that bmt has officially ended, n most of us will be separated. i do hope that we can still get connected in a way or another. cos this 13 weeks have brought a new meaning to e term friends. what are friends? are friends those whom u wana go out thn u call thm? or are friends ppl who will stay by yr side n share yr joy n sorry with you? or are friends ppl call u up only when u r in need n chuck u aside when they do not need u? to me. i have found the answers to e term friends. they are e ppl who will stay by yr side through thick n thin. they r those will not shun u or outcast u when u do something wrong. i have found those in bmt. eddie, hock, yz, edward, , farhan bryan, yao ming to name a few. these are the ppl who stood by me when e odds r down. these are the ppl who chiong with me. they are e ones who cheered n pushed me on like what i have done to thm. inter-motivation is e key to a good friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bmt has been a memorable n enriching experience. as i embark onto my next phase of NS life, i will carry with me all e values i learnt in bmt with me to my next phase of training which most likely will be sispec. if there is a chance, i would like to go through bmt with those same bunch of ppl again. for without thm, bmt will be very dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end this off. i find this quote very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;no matter how hard a day will be, the day will always come to an end&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat it means is simple. n matter how shitty yr day will be or how joyful it will be, it will always come to an end. e key is, to treasure the moments be it good or bad. cos it will come to end before u even know it. thats all i have to say. photos will be up shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outwit. outclass. outshine. ORION! Platoon 1: Dare to Be Different&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112608596250287238?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112608596250287238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112608596250287238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112608596250287238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112608596250287238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-all-over.html' title='its all over.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112574686152915073</id><published>2005-09-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T19:27:44.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e final stretch...</title><content type='html'>finally, everything is goin to be over soon. ippt, soc n e gruelling 24km route march is over...did my 24km march yesterday evening. e whole thing is suppose to start at 3.30 but due to e rain, it got delayed n eventually, CO BMTC gave e green light to go ahead despite e CAT 1 weather...so, e whole of school 2 formed at e BMTC parade square for warm up in e rain, and off we go at 4.30 sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e whole march went well although all of our morale was kind of low in e beginning.but in e end, all of us did it with nobody fell out. our morale got higher with every step. though, rainer almost fell out due to e injury he had, but under e encouragement of eddie, he went all e way. we are proud of you rainer. this 24km is not an easy walk. walking in e rain is no monkey business. before this, none of us believed we could go all the way. but with e encouragement of one another, we made it. we persevered on. we pushed ourselves on despite e odds. e moment we hit sispec, all of our spirits lifed. cos we know, once we conqured e slope, its all e way back to bmtc.and true enough, once over e slope, we sang non stop. we quickened our pace. cos in our hearts, we know e end is coming. few more steps to home. no words can describe e feeling e moment we hit e parade square. e smile on our faces. e sense of satisfaction. e feeling of everything is over. e joy of completing e 24km. we did it!            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each n everyone of us deserve a clap n a pat on e back. of course, we ended e whole thing by tossing our commanders in e air n gave them some twiggies treatment... :) now that we r left with graduation parade, n 2 more days to POP, we memories we made here will be remembered for life. right here right now, i wolud wan to say thank you guys for e wonderful memories. e shit we went through together at field camp, sit test, soc, ippt. in fact everything. now that we have only a few days left together, but rest assured, this friendship will be carried on forever till e hit grey. e times spent together will not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us all look forward to tuesday. before i end it off, i woul;d like to share a quote. though its juz a simple 3 words, it means alot. its this line that pushed me on in bmt.&lt;blockquote&gt;NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112574686152915073?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112574686152915073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112574686152915073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112574686152915073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112574686152915073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/09/e-final-stretch.html' title='e final stretch...'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512885584333317</id><published>2005-08-27T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:47:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e end is coming...</title><content type='html'>bmt is coming to an end. now we are left with one final IPPT, SOC n our 24km route march! yes..its all coming to an end. i duno how to describe feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its been a tiring week for us...we had range, thn bac, thn we had our 16 click  march which was last night...we started on a high note. n throughout e whole journey, we were super high..singing almost non-stop..we walk as though we are doing our 24km.. morale was there. we r doing it for our PC. though no 1 wld say it out, it is known to all. our pc will be leaving us soon n he will not join us for e 24km graduation march. this 16km, we walk for him. no one fell out. not even chin chuan. we r sure to miss him during out 24km, but, we will walk it for him! we will finish it to e final step. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, BAC. its called e basic assault course. basically, u run down this lane of obstacle. u start to run. thn u will reach a target borad. thn u will execute yr basic close combat drill. low kick, high kick, groin kick, butt smash, all e shit...thats not e point. e point is e back crawl in e mud. i was cursing n swearing non-stop while back crawling...aving mud water getting into yr helmet, into yr mouth, yr eyes...it sucks at first, but seeing those beside u getting as dirty as u, it can be quite fun actually...n yes. its fun despite e cursing n swearing...haha..do i wana do it again? i think i might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;range is prob something i wana forget...hahaa.....bobo shooter. though i pass, i can consider myself a bobo...dun ask y...hahahahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on range day itself, ps announced e top 10 in e platoon in running for eplatoon best. they are, not in order of merit, eddie.jason.farhan.zad.reef.me.jack.iqbal.sq.kelvin. seriously, i think its a fight between eddie n reef. not that i don not have confidence in myself, as an instructor before, they have out performed me. i put in my best effort, but they are better. it dosent matter who gets e award. for me, to be recognised as one of e best in e platoon is already an acheivement to speak, i shall not ask for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to digress a little, i think my paragraphing skills begins to suck. i dun seem to find a link to add e paragraphs together...maybe army is making me stupid n my brain cant function. i m in lack of vocab. i need english lessons...who wana teach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 more days. just 11 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512750136971565</id><published>2005-08-27T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:25:01.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0843.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/DSCF0843.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is orion platoon 1! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512746724556361</id><published>2005-08-27T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:24:27.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0842.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/DSCF0842.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e top 10 of platoon...who will get e platoon best? i got no idea...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512743420815277</id><published>2005-08-27T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:23:54.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0840.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/DSCF0840.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with hock..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112512743420815277?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512741535067615</id><published>2005-08-27T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:23:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0839.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/DSCF0839.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with bryan.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112512741535067615?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512739437451250</id><published>2005-08-27T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:23:14.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0832.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/DSCF0832.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e smokers with our PC...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112512739437451250?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112512739437451250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112512739437451250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112512739437451250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112512739437451250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/08/e-smokers-with-our-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112512733433131227</id><published>2005-08-27T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T15:22:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/DSCF0758.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/DSCF0758.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us after our BAC....covered with mud n we stink..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112512733433131227?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112512733433131227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112512733433131227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112512733433131227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112512733433131227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-us-after-our-bac.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461595332173306</id><published>2005-08-21T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:19:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/Image21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/Image21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats 3sg aimran, our 2ic 2lt kelvin, 3sg hafiz n our dear pc 2lt fazli. wat is 3sg aimran doing?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112461595332173306?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112461595332173306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112461595332173306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112461595332173306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112461595332173306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/08/thats-3sg-aimran-our-2ic-2lt-kelvin.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461587709912487</id><published>2005-08-21T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:17:57.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/Image24.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/Image24.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats zad trying to do here?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112461587709912487?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112461587709912487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112461587709912487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112461587709912487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/112461587709912487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/08/wats-zad-trying-to-do-here.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461583476653258</id><published>2005-08-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:17:14.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/Image14.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/Image14.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band of brothers?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112461583476653258?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461580307335525</id><published>2005-08-21T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:16:43.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/Image13.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/Image13.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another pic of us posing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112461580307335525?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461575318676820</id><published>2005-08-21T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:15:53.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/Image10.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/Image10.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats han on e ground....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112461575318676820?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461568123442302</id><published>2005-08-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:14:41.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/Image6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/Image6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m right at e bottom....garang? hahaa...nocomments...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-112461549142066587</id><published>2005-08-21T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T17:11:31.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more book out to pop!</title><content type='html'>well, i m back once again...of course. its been quite a long while once again. e last time i remembered blogging was b4 i entered ns. n now here i m, blogging once again b4 bmt ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time past real fast. my 13 weeks of bmt has now been left with 2 weeks or so n left with 2 more book outs. geez...that was fast. looking back at the past 10-11 weeks, it has been a memorable experience for me...made new firends, seen some chracters i have never seen before outside, faced with situations never before, going through shit with people u know n trust. ns is fun after all. who says army life is boring? with e right attitude n mindset, ns is an enjoyable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, frm my 1st day till now, there have been many ups n downs in orion company. i dun think i will list thm all down, its all in my memory. certain memorable events will be like our 7 day field camp. powder bathing everyday. e fire movements. sleeping with e mosquitoes...where can u get that in mainland singapore i ask u? more memorable one will be playing soccer n getting caught n have to get confined n resulted in e whole platoon getting shit frm our platoon sgt? thats really shit. n getting banned from smoking...thats real shit! i wont elaborate...haha...e people involve shld know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i shld update on e more recent events...had my live grenade throw yesterdae..it was fun! damn fun...e drill goes on like this: I, S8400199F, REC Lim XiangZheng, Right Master Hand, Got Sweaty Palms, Seek Permission to enter e bay SIR! once inside, 2lt zx got me into position. n here it goes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2lt zx: take out grenade!&lt;br /&gt;me: Grenade Out!&lt;br /&gt;2lt zx: Prepare grenade!&lt;br /&gt;me: grenade prepared!&lt;br /&gt;2lt zx: ready!&lt;br /&gt;me: safety ring twist! safety ring pull! safety pin out! grenade prepared n ready to throw SIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;2lt zx: throw!&lt;br /&gt;me: GRENADE!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 6 secs, KA-BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i had e time to see where my grenade landed b4 2lt zx pulled me down to take cover with him n immediately after that, e grenade exploded...feeling e ground shake a little, a little smile on my face, i did it. no blind. e grenade hit e target. i manage to lob it right at e frnt of e target, though it bounced to e side b4 exploding. it was a good throw. n with a smile on my face, i double out of e grenade range. a little sense of satisfaction inside me...my 1st time throwing a gre&lt;br /&gt;nade. it came n it went. thats it. i completed my task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, time really flies as i always say. always cherish those little moments u have with yr family, gfs, friends. its these little fun n enjoyable moments keeps u goin in life. now, i have 2 weeks left with those guys before we each leave for diff postings, n i will make these 2 weeks a memorable one. e spirit of orion will always be with me! outwit! outclass! outshine! orion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-112461549142066587?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/112461549142066587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=112461549142066587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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9th. way faster than i have expected. so wat is goin on now? how about police? well, i have to go to cmpb 2mrw 1st for a short interview n see how it goes. but to my knowledege, there is an police intake on that day too...so, i will b trying to talk my way into asking those 'nice n frdly' ppl frm cmpb to put me inside e police intake. if not, i will have to complete my BMT in tekong, thn transfer to PA. which will mean, i will b spend 3mths in tekong, thn 6mths in police academy in stead of juz 6mths if i go direct into police....so god...please. i beg u. make it happen tomorrow ok? i promise i will be a good boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, things r happening very fast now. i duno. things between me n charlene is goin along well. juz that she is like me, both of us has a little bit of commitment phobia. so, i guess, with me goin into ns is a good thing, giving us sometime to see if we r really meant for each other. n i really do hope that things between me n charlene will work out juz fine e way i wanted it. :) love is a strange thing isnt it? dont u people agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i got officially 1 mambo left! nex weds. see me, jason lim on e center platform. i gona dance my night away!!!!!!!! counting dwn to thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111769772564283715?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111769772564283715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111769772564283715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111769772564283715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nex, he drove me to internal security department. n was questioned by e guards for a couple of minutes. n i wonder is my pic taken down n scanned thru their database or m i being watched now? either way, i did make it to police hq in e end. 15mins late. thanks huh uncle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e next thing. when i alighted, i left my damn phone in e cab without realising it. damn it. n i only realise i lost it in e afternoon. n by that time. its too damn bloody late. phone is switched off....juz feel like killing someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, e interview was quite alright. definately thn e one at cmpb which was crap. e last part of e interview was e physco test. it looks more like mensa+sat test. questions r really nerve wrecking....anyway, i did complete it faster than e rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after e interview, i rushed off back home to call up starhub to suspend my line, n went dwn to starhub to collect my sim card. intended to get a phone there, but e Q was too long..so came back to toa payoh only to find out e phone i wanted is out of stock. n poor me. have to make my way all e way back to PS to get my phone. n in e end, waited for close to 2hrs to my turn. got e phone left e place a slightly happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long e way while waiting, i found time to go over to motorola for a job interview. it was immediate n i m hired on e spot. i wonder y m i always hired on e spot....interesting. anyway, its a $6 an hour job. doing customer service officer...dealing with ppl coming up with spoilt phones asking for repairs..not a bad job, considering i have been in customer service line for so many jobs: planet hollywood, breeks, selling shoes, golden village. i wld say, ya. i know n i have my unique way of handling demanding customers. n i will b starting work next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was crap. it was really crap. other than e fact i got a job n a new phone. e rest of e day was crap. total crap...........&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111737509571280280</id><published>2005-05-29T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:58:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy sunday.....</title><content type='html'>its a rainy day out there. yeah n now i m back in e comfort of my own room. warm n cosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, had a fairly alright day. nothing much actually. woke up at 12.30 n was supopse to go dwn to meet up with my insurance agent at 2 at lido mac. so i rushed off to town in e rain, n he did not call me to say he aint turning up, n i cldnt b bothered too...so i wandered ard town alone for a couple of hours goin to places where i had not gone to for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kind of interesting see ppl walking around in huge paper bags n i realise e great singapore sales is on. n yes. i m broke. so lets skip e evil word SALES here. n yes. we MEN do shop. but we shop for things that we want n use it almost everyday n not something we chuck it aside n make it look good. or mayb thats just me. i will only bother to shop for things that i need n will not spend e whole day walking ard looking for something that i do not know existed. or maybe thats just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way. its monday 2mrw. of course school starts tomorrow. dun ask me if i m goin. cos thats a very stupid question. thats bout it for today though. juz another normal day for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was out with bryan, geri n ivan. we went to catch a movie after dinner at american club. i wld say, e food at e chinese rest was normal. nothing special bout it...n we went to catch monster-in-law. it was quite hilarious i must say. n my, j.lo is fat. yes. very fat. wonder wats so hot bout her? either way, we went home after e show though we wanted supper, but heck it. we all miss our bed plus e fact that geri was sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, next week will b a new beginning. n yes. lots of decision will be made next week. cos, i will b making e biggest decision in my life. n i bet you ppl must be wondering wat right? i will let it be known when e time comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care ppl. may the force be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111737509571280280?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111737509571280280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111737509571280280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/CIMG3898.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mei n i....i look weird with that smile...ok. i was forced to take e pic&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111721183812350715?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111721183812350715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111721183812350715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721183812350715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721183812350715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-mei-n-i.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111721173033886805</id><published>2005-05-28T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:35:30.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/chelstink.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/chelstink.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaahaaaa...this was found e very next day chelsea got dumped out of e Champs League..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111721173033886805?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111721173033886805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111721173033886805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721173033886805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721173033886805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/05/haaahaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111721159571090196</id><published>2005-05-28T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:33:15.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0140.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0140.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite. dont ask me why...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111721159571090196?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111721159571090196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111721159571090196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721159571090196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721159571090196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111721153817192177</id><published>2005-05-28T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:32:18.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0139.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0139.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one taken un e day..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111721153817192177?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111721153817192177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111721153817192177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721153817192177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721153817192177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-one-taken-un-e-day.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111721148767786201</id><published>2005-05-28T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:31:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0111.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0111.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did this shot last year. comments?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111721148767786201?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111721148767786201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111721148767786201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721148767786201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721148767786201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/05/did-this-shot-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111721045305942103</id><published>2005-05-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:14:13.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back. finally?</title><content type='html'>today marks e end of my attachment with ELITC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really did enjoyed my time there. though i was nvr early for work, disappear for smoke break every now n then, canteen break every now n then, power nap in god-knows-where location. n yes, surfing e net while working. who wld wana hire someone like me? thn again, its e e amt of time u slack. its actually e amt of effort u put into yr work that gives u e right to slack. if u do yr job properly, no one can criticise u when u go for yr break. aint i right to say that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone there, u guys have been helpful n understanding. u ppl r great. esp sharon! u look very pretty when u blush. n ningye, have a cute baby boy! i wana pinch his cheeks when he is born! casey, sorry for turning up late for e invigilation e other time...was busy at tanglin bailing my frd out. n oh ya, my SP senior, joey...haahaa....same as me though. forever late. nvr early. seriously joey, i hate to do e exporting of slides for e e-learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout it for e attachment. once again, thank you ppl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u ppl still wonder if i still have anything for michelle? e answer is very simple. we r friends juz like before which is a good sign in my honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant promise that i will blog mroe often, but ya, i will try to blog more often..oh yes. i m planning a hike up to mount ophir...anyone interested? do give me a ring ya? i guess thats all for e night. nthing much to add on. yeahz. gd night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111721045305942103?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111721045305942103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111721045305942103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721045305942103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111721045305942103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-finally.html' title='back. finally?'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111348904506343084</id><published>2005-04-14T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:30:45.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clarifications!</title><content type='html'>first n foremost, i wld like to set one thing straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that has happened between me n her, is just a one sided love on my side. if some of u thinks she is juz a bitch, playing ard with me, thn i say u r god-damn wrong. in no way she is that kind of person. all along after e 1st rejection, its juz a one sided affair on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i said previously was juz an off e head comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sometimes i feel that i m nothing to u. u only come to me when u need me n chucks me aside when i m not needed. helo, i m still a human being after all. i have my own emotions n feelings. yes. i may appear strong on e outside, but in actual fact, i m as weak n fragile as u are.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i meant here was, i felt lonely when i aint talking to her. i feel lonely when i dont see her. eveything that i said, is a refection on myself. it is in no way related to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i duno where i m heading with this post, i hope u ppl understand that e previous post has nothing against her chracter n wat she is. n i hope u ppl understand that, my feelings for her is still there n i will continue to be by her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111348904506343084?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111348904506343084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111348904506343084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111348904506343084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111348904506343084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/04/clarifications.html' title='clarifications!'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111322530844836985</id><published>2005-04-11T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:15:08.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i realised</title><content type='html'>i think its time i wake up frm this unrealistic wait. frm this moment onwards, i will forget u. i will take u off my heart. u dun deserve a place in it. i wld rather give it to someone else who will appreciate it. n yes, u r no longer e piority in my life. u to me is juz another ordinary friend whom i can choose to ignore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat u have done has really disappointed me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111322530844836985?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111322530844836985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111322530844836985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111322530844836985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111322530844836985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-realised.html' title='i realised'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111304921583414551</id><published>2005-04-09T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:42:04.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><content type='html'>i do not know wat is e point of this entry, but i feel i need to let my feelings b known. at least for thos who still bothers to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that i m nothing to u. u only come to me when u need me n chucks me aside when i m not needed. helo, i m still a human being after all. i have my own emotions n feelings. yes. i may appear strong on e outside, but in actual fact, i m as weak n fragile as u are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u even bother to notice last night, i wasnt enjoying myself ay all. all my thoughts was on u. i hate to guess. n i know my 6th sense well enough to trust it 100%. n when i have this weird feelings coming into my head, all i can do is to wait. just to wait for u to call me to calm my nerves down. no doubt, i m worried. i m worried about u. cos u mean alot to me. i do not wan to see u get played yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really coludnt take wat i see last night. i almost blew up. but i kept my calm. cos i trust u to know wat u r doin. u r old enough to decide on yr own. but sometimes, e way u act, gives me no choice but to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do not know wat to do. should i continue waiting or should i just give it all up. it gets frustrating when sometimes e wait seems so fruitless. but e sight of u makes me wana go on n on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i feel like shit now. head has been spinning since i got home. i haven slept properly. all thats in my mind is u. all i long for is for u to notice that i m beside u. i m no toy. throw aside when u r tired of playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.crush007.com/love.cgi?id=1113045190yaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111304921583414551?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111304921583414551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111304921583414551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111304921583414551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111304921583414551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/04/headache.html' title='headache'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111137303663316171</id><published>2005-03-21T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:18:46.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my last words.</title><content type='html'>thanks for showing me the way to love when my heart has been closed to another girl i lost last yr. though in between, i tried to fall for others girls, none work out e way i wan to cos i dun have that kind of feelings for thm. but till u came along, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember e 1st time i saw u on cny. words cant describe how happy i m seeing u. its like as though god sent me an angel frm e heavens. though e time we spent in e cab was short, i m very very happy. wat happened subsequently were e best moments that i ever been through in my life. for e a long time, i cld see myself loving someone again. for once, i can willingly do something for someone. i can make e effort again to do something that i really wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember e time u got drunk in black n wanted me to send u home? i rushed dwn even though i m already in bed. i did it without 2nd thoughts. cos i do not wan anything to happen to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still recall e times we meet up after school. though we aint doin anything, juz watching u study, i wish time wld juz stop right there for me. i enjoy every single moment with u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u r gone, i do not know wat to do. i feel e emptiness inside me again. yes. u might say i will find another girl soon. but, who can give me e feeling u gave me again? i really do not know wat to do right now. i m so used to have u by my side. cos i know at e end of the day there is someone who is willing to hear bout wat happened during e day n i know someone is willing to share my joy n pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i do admit i have my flaws. n u cant accept my flaws. but m i really that bad? no 1 is perfect in this world. mayb i m giving u e impression i m rushing things through. but i aint. u said u r not gona get attached till after yr exams. i respect yr decision. i have nvr expected u to be my gf any soon. i juz wan to continue e way things are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle. no matter wat yr decision is, i respect it. n we will be nothing more than just friends. to me, its e greatest blow i ever had. i aint blaming u for at i m feeling. i juz feel u ought to know wat i m feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that u r gone. all i can do is to live on the sweet memories n e impression u gave to me. u will always have a place in my heart. frm now on. my heart will closed once again. dont worry. i will be strong. i will stand up on my feet in no time. but it will take some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now my future seems hopeless. for now my heart is weak. but all will mend itself with time,&lt;br /&gt;though the memories will forever be bittersweet. I miss everything about you. your smile, your kiss, your eyes. i know I have to let you go, our love was just a lie. My heart is just a hollow, aching space. it hurts so bad to know my love was nothing but a waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye is never an easy thing 2 say,but,it was inevitable dat we would come to this day. it's the hardest thing i have 2 do, and it's killing me 2 let go of u. my mind tells me my emotions aren't true. but my heart cannot deny dat i've fallen 4 u. once again, i've let myself down, now all i do is weep and frown. my dreams are of u holding me in ur tight embrace and the memories i'd wanted are now erased. you've made me feel emotions i've never felt b4, dat's y it's so hard 2 close this loving door. but now, it's time to say good bye,bcoz as always,great things have an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've done our best 2 make things last longer, but things happened and we had 2 say goodbye. this goodbye would not mean forgetting our memories, they are too special to forget. It does not mean forgetting the things in our past that made us both better individuals. we had to say goodbye but I want you to remember this ... you will always have a special place in my heart. for the lasttime, i luv u ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/duringtanning1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.I will take this risk and I will dance this dance.&lt;br /&gt;.For to spend my life wondering I cannot chance.&lt;br /&gt;.I will love you quietly and pray fate is kind.&lt;br /&gt;.I will carry these memories with me always.&lt;br /&gt;.Cherished in my heart and in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111137303663316171?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111137303663316171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111137303663316171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111137303663316171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111137303663316171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-last-words.html' title='my last words.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111133149588832921</id><published>2005-03-20T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:30:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something worth reading</title><content type='html'>i was surfing ard, n chanced upon this site. reading e stories, some how,i find that e story below in e link somehow is able to relate e feelings i m goin thru now. its worth a read. go ahead. dun b shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hideoasano.topcities.com/Mountain%20Night.html"&gt;nice read.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapz. n i have been reading up quite alot bout capricorns. n they r kind true with regards to yours truly. somehow everything is so similar to wat i think n behave. rememebr e previous post whereby i put up e typical traits of a capricorn guy, it is close to 3/4 true for me. oh well, not only that, i have been reading up e love life of a capricorn guy. n somehow, its still true. wana know me more? go read e horoscopes up. ~cheers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111133149588832921?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111133149588832921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111133149588832921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111133149588832921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111133149588832921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-worth-reading.html' title='something worth reading'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-111131232536379469</id><published>2005-03-20T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T17:52:05.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>oh well, i think i have given up on all those fancy layouts. i will stick to this. it looks better than anything. yeapz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not sure if i wana share it on e blog with u guys as to wat has been happening, i juz feel there isnt a need. cos, for those ppl who r suppose to know, u already know. thanks meijia, jasc(i knew u wldnt disappoint me. we r still frds after last year.), pearlyn(i really appreciate u talking to me even though yr bf was beside u n u were doin yr mask n cldnt really talk properly but still offered to listen to me.) n not to mention those i have talked to also. thanks for all yr time. i m trying to feel much alright, but it seems nothing helps at e moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i dun wana b like a sore luser which i know some ppl have been labelling me n talking behind my back. i think i will juz have to carry on in my life. me n her r still friends after all. i should be contented with that. so i shant expect more frm her. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, right here n right now, i juz wana say this to u michelle: thanks for everything that u made me gave. its been awhile since i last loved someone so badly. n u can b glad that u r e 2nd 1 that i actually loved. :) right now, our nex journey is to carry on as friends. u can count on me to do that. i will still say those few words i have always been tellin u all e time. i will b yr last support that u will ever need. thats all i wan to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me now share with u guys, e song that i find it very very meaningful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoobastank. The Reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-111131232536379469?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/111131232536379469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=111131232536379469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111131232536379469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/111131232536379469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110888469187681257</id><published>2005-02-20T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:19:29.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring sunday...</title><content type='html'>finally i manage to get my butt off e bed...was over at grace's chalet last night. n it was great meeting up with my ex-classmates back in sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dun think i wana crap so much as wat went on during e chalet. i shall juz post e photos up for u guys to see....not alot...juz a few which i think its nice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110888469187681257?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110888469187681257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110888469187681257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110888469187681257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110888469187681257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/02/boring-sunday.html' title='boring sunday...'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110759991464983843</id><published>2005-02-05T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T18:38:34.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>capricorn male</title><content type='html'>CAPRICORN MAN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man in this Zodiac will has a pair of round big beautiful eyes, a nice &lt;br /&gt;structure jaw line. He is a good listener and can understand everything &lt;br /&gt;easily and clearly. He can guess what you will say before you even say it. &lt;br /&gt;He often shakes his head or touch his hair. He is a big built, but he will &lt;br /&gt;tend to have a small ear. He tends to have a darker shade of hair and eyes' &lt;br /&gt;color. He will likely have a short and strong neck, broad shoulder, &lt;br /&gt;muscular, strong hands and grips. He has a shorter fingers compare to the &lt;br /&gt;man of the same size and same height in the other zodiac. His hands can work &lt;br /&gt;well at the same time can protect and care for his woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His height will be proportional to his weight. He will walk firmly and &lt;br /&gt;always take a big long step. As he walks he will look around in caution with &lt;br /&gt;no disturbance from his problems at present or in the past. He likes to &lt;br /&gt;watch things built with fascinate and wonder about how it is done, so you &lt;br /&gt;could see him watching a construction site and not get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a good dancer. He is a careful person in instinct, so even at dance &lt;br /&gt;floor, he will already have to know what in front or behind him before he &lt;br /&gt;will take any steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green is his favorite color. You will mostly see him wear green, navy, blue, &lt;br /&gt;or brown. In all 12 Zodiacs, he is the one who can get the most satisfaction &lt;br /&gt;from possession of beautiful thing, and cherish it as if it is very valuable &lt;br /&gt;to him even it is just a crystal ball made in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is his luck that he hardly has to chase after woman. They always come &lt;br /&gt;themselves without his invitati on. He likes to treat his guest in his house &lt;br /&gt;than visiting his guest at their house. He does not like to be a center of &lt;br /&gt;attention, so if you need his help, you have to look up for him. He lives &lt;br /&gt;his life in stability and simplicity. Every decision made are already "Sure" &lt;br /&gt;and carefully thought out. He will not do what he has been asked to do if he &lt;br /&gt;is not interested in doing it. He acts casually but in reality, he always &lt;br /&gt;doing things seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves peaceful and quiet environment so in his free time, he will stay at &lt;br /&gt;home instead of going out and look for adventure. He loves nature and dreams &lt;br /&gt;of a nice and quiet house with lots of trees, or he may dream of a house in &lt;br /&gt;a beautiful countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will let you have freedoms and watching you in a distance. If you are &lt;br /&gt;over doing something, he will let you know by his icy cold look. He is the &lt;br /&gt;perfect lover in all the Zodiac for nothing he will not do for his love one. &lt;br /&gt;He won't allow people to laugh at him or think he is a joker, so he will &lt;br /&gt;spent for himself luxury for what it is worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes neat and well dressed woman, so do not be a slop if you are dating &lt;br /&gt;this guy. If you do that he will loose his face. He is the romantic type who &lt;br /&gt;would dance with you under the moon light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will make him shines and you will see it in his face. He will not say &lt;br /&gt;it out loud, you have to know it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110759991464983843?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110759991464983843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110759991464983843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110759991464983843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110759991464983843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/02/capricorn-male.html' title='capricorn male'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110744291728939155</id><published>2005-02-03T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T23:01:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how old m i?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  20  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110744291728939155?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110744291728939155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110744291728939155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110744291728939155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110744291728939155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-old-m-i.html' title='how old m i?'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110675639211186860</id><published>2005-01-27T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T00:19:52.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick...</title><content type='html'>well, didnt go to sch 2dae..kinda overslpt...effects of e medicine....woke up to a super dry throat...dmn un-comfy....had a weid drea,. dreamt that i became so breathless that ic ant even suck e drink frm e straw...hahahz....will i become so weak? dunthink so right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there has been a gd news regarding heejung n my buddy...hahahz...yeahz...finally i see some progress...all thanks to me? lol..now, seeing both of thm finally progressing, i cant help but think when will it b my turn? mel was saying it too...now that e both of thm r gona get together, e both of us will b left alone....sigh. 3 muskateers now left with 2. n if either 1 of us gets attached too, thats e end of it...hahahz....we will b so engaged in our rlatiuonship that we hardly have time foe each other. so i guess this is e kind of sacrifice one must face. oh well, we will know when e day comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess tis is all i have to say 2dae....hopefully i will get better 2mrw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Only Easy Day was Yesterdae&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110675639211186860?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110675639211186860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110675639211186860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110675639211186860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110675639211186860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/sick.html' title='sick...'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110659083758699143</id><published>2005-01-25T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T02:20:37.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick cat</title><content type='html'>i m falling sick...really sick...headache n flu...geez...too much of late nights...guess i need to re-tune my body clock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun how shall i start this...but ya. i m helping my buddy with this ger...their problem is kinda hard to explain, i also dun feel like explaining...hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that being their middleman makes me wonder,how much r u willing to give up for e person u claim that u love? in e course of their 'relationship' i have heard lots of problems betweent thm, n only recently, i have been offering advices on both sides. its very hard to remain a neutral party at times. cos i have to keep in mind that both r my friends, n somemore, one of thm is my buddy since sec 1. so, i cant afford to hurt either party. sometimes, i feel like bursting not as if i dun have problems on my own to deal with. oh well, all seems well for e moment. juz hung on with her. everything seems fine for e moment...n i hope i dun get any smses tmrw frm any side anymore....i need a rest!!!! haz....pls spare a thought for my phone bill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i always seem to b able to help ppl on their relationship problems, but it seems that, i cant settle my own. wat is this..i think i shall give e thought of getting attached anytime soon..seeing thm like this is giving me headaches bout relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...guess this life huh? i really do hope that they can get together. i really do hope. lets pray for e two of thm ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Love me for a reason. Let e reason be Love&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110659083758699143?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110659083758699143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110659083758699143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110659083758699143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110659083758699143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/sick-cat.html' title='sick cat'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110648286966546794</id><published>2005-01-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T20:21:09.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought.</title><content type='html'>The Road goes ever on and on&lt;br /&gt;Down from the door where it began,&lt;br /&gt;Now far ahead the Road has gone,&lt;br /&gt;And I must follow, if I can,&lt;br /&gt;Pursuing it with weary feet,&lt;br /&gt;Until it joins some larger way,&lt;br /&gt;Where many paths and errands meet.&lt;br /&gt;And whither then? I cannot say.-LOTR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110648286966546794?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110648286966546794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110648286966546794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110648286966546794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110648286966546794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought.'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110554387784558087</id><published>2005-01-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:31:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>damn it! its one of those days again. i m starting to think alot. i m starting to b suspicious! I NEED HELP!!!! I M INTO MY MOODSWINGS AGAIN!!!!!!!! damn it...i cldnt believe it actually came...ya. it did. n i think its gona blow things up. cos i actually messaged somethings that r not meant to b said....die...save me frm e bottomless pit pls...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb gerald is right, i shldnt think so much. juz stay cool n relax. everything will b fine. i hope so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended my day with a sigh. how terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110554387784558087?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110554387784558087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110554387784558087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110554387784558087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110554387784558087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/help.html' title='HELP!!!!!!'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110551157672557233</id><published>2005-01-12T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:32:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored...</title><content type='html'>i m bored in class...i duno wat to do...geez..digital system...doin prac in e cadcam lab...monitor is at least 21inch....big sia...like machiam i m blind like that. n yes...i m really really really bored....no 1 wans to watch chucky with me...how sad...jolyn said she is lazy to dae. so, well, i guess really have to wait till fri b4 i see her..sad sad sad...boooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i m damn nua in class now...finished half of prac 5. n gona leave it till next week to finish up e other half. ya. still have to make a trip dwn to sembawang ltr..cos its e 1yr anniv of e death of my grandma. she passed away on christmas dae, but e chinese date is 2dae...ya..sigh. i was partying on christmas eve night, n my phone went dead. so no 1 cld contact me at all...it was only when i got home, i realised she has passed away. e last time i saw her was 1 week b4 she passed away. how sad. i wasnt there when she wanted to see me for 1 last time. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that sums up for e moment. till i get home ltr in e night, mayb i will blog somemore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS MAMBO NIGHT. i aint going. that is for sure. not even jolyn will convince me to go. so, forget it guys. dun message me to go mambo. see u guys again on CNY. trust me. ;) love ya guys. reserve that place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Cannot Force Love to Order.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110551157672557233?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110551157672557233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110551157672557233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110551157672557233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110551157672557233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/bored.html' title='bored...'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110537110870417239</id><published>2005-01-10T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T23:31:48.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues..........</title><content type='html'>hey guys i'm back again! woohoo....yes monday blues. but first, updates on wat happened over e weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 8/1/05:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up like duno wat time. skipped weeping's bdae at east coast. so nuaed at hm till 5 b4 meeting with lester to go over to min's place for her bbq. we reached there at ard 7, ate fried rice b4 me n lester went to start e fire. it has always been me n lester...damn sick of it actually. but its ok. yeah. started e fire soon after, n realised it was 8.30...Singapore vs Indonesia. wahahahz..i skipped e bbq thingy for awhile, n stayed in frnt of e tv while waiting for ppl to serve me. in e end Singapore won 3-1. yes. i m so so so proud of thm. so, after e match, i went back dwnstairs to continue with e bbq. nothing interesting actually. juz bbq n eat n bbq n eat. thn came to e cake cutting session. right after min cut her cake, she was thrown into e pool. courtesy of me, lester n allen. :) i aint evil. yeapz. we left at ard 12? if i m not wrong. gotten a lift frm weitian who happens to b grace's bf. thanks dude. thats about wat happened on saturday. went home, washed up, n back to lala land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 9/1/05:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was woken up by lester's call to go out jalan jalan with him. so, i got out of bed lazily bathed n off to town we went. 2 guys walking along orchard shopping n looing at gers. basically thats bout it. lester went to get a new billabong wallet which looks damn cool. n i actually told him, if he aint buying it, i will. so in e end he bought it. after which, we went over to ps n stayed at e arcade for time to past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to mr.bean for dinner. y? cos jolyn is working 2dae. so i dragged lester along to mr.bean with me. she was kinda shocked to see me though. n i was happy seeing her. after dinner, went home with lester to see him pack up b4 booking in camp. after lester went, i headed back straight to mr.bean to meet jolyn after work. along e way, i met up with gerald. so after jolyn ended her work, we headed straight over to have bean curd for supper....ZZzzZzzzz....i was practically stoning when both of thm started talking bout hamster...ZZzzZZzz....good thing it didnt last long. e initial plan was to catch chucky. n i realised i was cheated by www.yahoo.com.sg there isnt any late night shows...ZZzzZzz....hahahaz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after gerald went off, jolyn suggested e both of us go to coffee bean. sat there, both of us had a nice chat. as usual, i has my earl grey. she had her ice mocha n we shared a plate of calamari? romantic huh? lol...she looks damn funny when trying to chew e calamari. apparently, e ring wldnt break n she was like pulling n pulling n pulling. it was hilarious. hahahaz...ok. i shall stop at this b4 she kills me e nex time i see her...as i said, we had a nice chat...enjoyed talking to her. after which, i sent her home all e way to CCK...woohoooo!!! guessed how much was e total cab fare when i got back to tpy? hmmm.... -$34.80- my most expensive cab ride ever...lalalaz. but its worth it after all...did i tell u we hand picked e new mercs cab home? hahahz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotten home, bathed n manage to catch jo online. chatted with her all e way till 4++++ n i went to bed at 5.30 hoping to dream of her. thats how my sunday ended. a very sweet sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY! SUCKY DAY!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.30. called jolyn to see if she is still sleeping. n she is on her way to sch n i m late. ironic.nvm. decided not to go training. my knee again. its really giving me problems. hurts like hell 2dae. went for maths lesson. decided to skip dgck prac n lect. so after lunch, went home, slpt till 8++ dinner. n now, i'm in frnt of e comp. n jolyn is online. 'nuff said. i think beginning frm this post, after i end everything, i will end with thought/quote/watever of e dae. so here's e 1st 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness is not a destination in which you arrive, it is your journey there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110537110870417239?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110537110870417239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110537110870417239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110537110870417239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110537110870417239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues..........'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110517155735666313</id><published>2005-01-08T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T16:05:57.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'> can watch R21 shows LEGALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>hahaa..yeahz as above. i can finally watched it leagally. m i actually did watched it on fridae. but b4 that, ;emme tell u wat happened for e day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended sch at 5. straightaway, rusehd dwn town to get present for weeping. gotten a t-shirt for hom frm billabong. juz a simple plain tee...after which, went home, slpt till 9++ woke up, bathed changed n everything n was bout to get ready for e party at zouk, something caught my eye. took up e invite, i started to curse n swear. e prty is for 14/1/05. its on next friday. yes. 14/1/05 no 7/1/05. i messaged gerald immediately, n he was cursing n swearing too....in e end, i still made a trip dwn to zouk. cos we decided to meet thn see how later. n sad to say, when i reached zouk, it was 10.05pm. n e entrance for it was $28 n if i came 5mins earlier, it wld b $15...wat a sharp diff....so in e end, we ended up catching a movie at ps with jena also. yeapz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up watching kinsey. lets talk bout sex. e whole show is basically talking bout human sexual behavior. its an interesting show. u guys shld catch it, provided u r of e legal age that is. if not, forget it ya. haz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft e movie, we decided to nua at mr.bean for some supper? thn i saw this waitress, she looks very familiar. i'm not sure if i have seen her at mambo..thn after some toughts, i told gerald she might b jolyn n she is frm my frdster. n in e end, i know wat happened? gerald asked her over n asked if she went mambo b4. but her anser was like few mths ago, so i juz asked her straight if she was jolyn. n immediately, she gave me a wide-eyed disbelief look(she looks very cute like this i swear. any guy wld have melted seeing her like this). n i juz told her i got her in my frdster list n so on..yeahz..nothing happened actually, but gerald kept disturbing her...i felt to pai seh...duno wat to sae...anyway, after she ended wrk at 6, gerald invited her to sit dwn with us n chatted for awhile. n gerald invited her to e party next week. hahahz....he was damn fast. n jolyn did agree to goin on friday, so, i guess i will b able to see her on friday again! hahaz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout it on wat happened on fridae night. juz befor hitting e bed, i wondered to myself, is it fated that we mixed up e date for e party, ended up watching kinsey at 1.30 at ps instead of some crap show at cine, thn ended up at mr.bean instead of kopitiam? thn met her? hahahz....or m i thinking too much? but 1 thing is for sure, i met her. n i think its gona b her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. its raining super heavily now. looks like i can forget bout goin to east coast. sorry weeping. its not that i dont wan to go, u have to ask mother nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i need to go off....suppose to meet lester...but its raining..how to go out? GrrRRrrr........nvm i shall hit e bed. so long....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110517155735666313?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110517155735666313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110517155735666313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110517155735666313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110517155735666313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/can-watch-r21-shows-legally.html' title=' can watch R21 shows LEGALLY!!!'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110481512254709873</id><published>2005-01-04T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T13:05:22.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...a new layout for e year...</title><content type='html'>hey guys. i'm back bloggin again. alright bet many of u didnt know, its actually my bdae 2dae. yeah manz...finally 21. haha..thn again, wats so great bout turning 21? not a biggie after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those ppl who actually did turned up on sat for e dinner at hard rock. juz wana thank u guys: joanna(thanks for e available in australia only shirt), sulin, herrick, allen, chongjin(thanks for e cigs. i was surprised though), grace + bf, diana + bf(thanks for e chocs. they were damn great), my 2 buddies, lester n melvin. n also not forgetting jascelyn n victor who came dwn all e way juz to pass me e present. thanks for e bottle. i will definately make my mark this year. well, dinner wasnt that bad. e fodd was gd, not forgetting e music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after e dinner, we went our seperate ways, as usual, me mel n lest headed for e club. this time, we went over to chinablack for some post party. decided not to get bottles cos it was way to ex though i have cash available, but it will go to a waste considering outside is selling it way cheaper. we spent e night away dancing, drinking n fishing n pooling. i guess i m slowly in love with r&amp;b. n as for mambo, i m still loving it. nothing can seperate me n my mambo. yeahz. mambo always comes 1st. r&amp;b will come in next. come to think of it, i will b spending less time with mambo as tmrw night will b my last mambo. time to cut away e holiday mood n start studying. cant afford not to go to sch on thurs anymore. yeahz. so i guess, no more mambo till e next holidays. n here comes e best part. since i gt no more mambo on weds, i will b heading dwn to black on e weekends. hows that for a change huh? interesting right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i came to a point where i do no know how to continue again. n so, i shall end this thing here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its a new year guys. have a wonderful n meaningful 2005. make yr mark. n my prayers goes out to thoe affected by e tsunami. god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110481512254709873?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110481512254709873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110481512254709873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110481512254709873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110481512254709873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2005/01/finallya-new-layout-for-e-year.html' title='finally...a new layout for e year...'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-110420731582297196</id><published>2004-12-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T12:15:15.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harloz</title><content type='html'>honestly ppl. do u all still come n to check out if i did post? well, e fact is, i cldnt b bothered to blog at all...cos its boring n also i gt no idea wat to blog about...its so boring to bitch bout wat happen so on n so on n so on u se...i duno...i get tired of blogging if i continuosly blog...wats with e grammar here...damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, merry christmas to all of u here...hahaa...had a enjoyable christmas after all despite e bitching bout wats so great bout christmas. went to zouk on e eve with mel n lest..wasnt that bad though e crowd was quite little. still, we manage to see some girls..so, it wasnt that bad. yeahz. on christmas dae itself, went over to my aunt's place for a dinner, thn went on to meet mel n lest again for movie. yeahz. we watched kf, n it was a damn stupid show. juz gd for laughs. interesting though. n e next dae, on e sunday, meet up with my sec sch classmates for a lunchie. thats bout wat happen over e weekend for e christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, my 21st bdae is coming. yeahz. n i have only invited a selected few for my dinner over at fish n co. for those who has received my sms, pls confirm asap ok? dun later i book e place thn no 1 came...damn malu 1...n also for those who thinks u shld b included in my private lists of those invited but did not receive my message, pls sms me. n i will see if u r special to me. yeahz. for those who r invited, do come. presents r not optional. its a must. its either u come, or u dun come, but present must come. simple as that. n to remind those invited once again, its on 1st Jan, 7.30pm at Fish n Co Glass House...in case u duno where is that? its over at dhoby gaut. juz beside park mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty ciao. lunch time...damn hungry..love u guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-110420731582297196?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/110420731582297196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=110420731582297196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110420731582297196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/110420731582297196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/12/harloz.html' title='harloz'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109743073765125513</id><published>2004-10-11T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:52:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused n dejected</title><content type='html'>once again, i m getting all confused again. at 1 moment, i thought all was coming back again. e nex moment, i felt its all gone again. although she said, she was looking for someone who can understand that her love for god is greater than her love for e person, i said i cld understand e feeling n i will not question her decision. but now, i m thinking otherwise. 3 days of not talking to her suddenly sets me n her apart again. now i m thinking, y shld we have bumped into each other on that day? is this god's will that we r to meet again after 3yrs? or is this another of god's game to fool me again? if this is all but a game, does anyone has a cheat code to share so i can win this game? i really need this cheat code...sigh... wldnt it better that we did not meet at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason jason. y cant u always treasure wat is in frnt of u n only to know how precious it is to u only when it became lost? when will u ever learn? u have so many chances thrown at u. but u always let it go cos u want to find a better one . e truth is, all that came along has been a good one. its u who let it go. someone once told u that true love is found when u love e person with all yr heart. n that is true love. only when u decide to love 1 with all yr heart, thats yr true love. sigh...i m a jerk. no question bout it. zhenting has loved me with all her heart, but i disappointed her. liyan has done it too, but i disappointed her too. y m i like this? always letting go of wats in frnt of me searching of a better 1? 2 perfect chances has came along n i decide to let it go. when will i ever learn to b satisfied with wat i have n let live with it? when?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109743073765125513?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109743073765125513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109743073765125513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109743073765125513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109743073765125513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/10/confused-n-dejected.html' title='confused n dejected'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109716729891343114</id><published>2004-10-08T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T00:41:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exorcised.....</title><content type='html'>back again. surprised huh? ok. i shall start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch, met up with mj for a movie. just me n her. we managed to catch exorcist. it was a nice film. it tells of how did it all happen in e exorcist movie. this was e prequel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this film was nicely shot n it explains very clearly how did e evil started n how did father marion( was this his name?) initially a priest during e world war 2 denounce his priesthood after some incident he experienced n finally how he ended up finding back his faith n his trust in god again. overall, i wld give it 4 stars out of 5...horror wise, it is comparable to its original exorcist although in e original exorcist, e highlight of e show was e head turning part. in this prequel, e highlight wld b e devil's control over man, causing man to turn against thmselves n fight amongst each other. u will have to catch it to understand e show. now i have a sudden urge to get e original uncut dvd version...who has it? pls lend me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of digression. back to my date with mj. yah. after e movie, we went to dinner at yoshi. yet again...wat to do? she likes it. :) did some shopping with her after dinner where i chose a nice pair of earring for her. she will post it up in her blog ltr i guess. yeapz. we walked slowly over to heeren n did some window shopping n ended up sitting dwn behind somerset mrt n talked bout e past. both of us was like wondering how did we ended up losing touch for 3yrs. nwat actuall triggered it. it was such a hard task that we actually gave up. we only manage tio decipher 1yr out of e 2 yrs. oh well, since we cant remember it, might as well forget it? wat matter most now is that we treasure e times we have ahead, n i swear to everyone out there, i will not leave her without a word like wat happened 3yrs ago. will b with her now n forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats about wat happened 2dae. its time i went back to my project. suppose to hand up my share of work 2mrw for discussion n i have yet to get started..looks like i can forget bout sleeping 2night. sigh... :( i need sleep. sigh. no slp + aint gona see her for e weekend cos she will b busy with church + her gd frd's bdae. i will most prob get to see mj again on monday? hopefully i get to see her provided she is not bombarded with lots of work when she starts sch on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all...ciao~ miss ya mj...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109716729891343114?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109716729891343114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109716729891343114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109716729891343114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109716729891343114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/10/exorcised.html' title='exorcised.....'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109712343159005362</id><published>2004-10-07T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T12:30:31.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a thursday....</title><content type='html'>oh well, here i m whinning b4 i take my lunch n headed to sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i shld start with yesterdae?  here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out my dae with going dwn to nyp returning thinesh his notes back to him. didnt realise nyp was so big till i started sweating. or mayb e mrt staion was too far frm e sch or e weather was too hot or i was rushing for time..thats way. unlike sp, where e mrt station is juz opp my block. juz exit e sch gate n there u r..our beloved DOVER station. hahaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapz. after tad went dwn to adelphi to collect my first aid card. e pic looks kinda weird cos e picture is like smallafied(wat english was that? watever..as long as u get e meaning) so, my face was pretty squeezed up. but still, it looks nice. cos u know y? its me...wahahahz...thn while on e way to city hall, wen hao called me n said e free access is cancelled cos we cld actually do e prac on fri during lab itself as e assesment is next fridae. ok. so i have e whole weds free again alone? it seems tat every weds i wld b alone for a reason or so. i do not know y. anyway, after collecting e card, i headed dwn to ps. yes ps. yet again. dont i have other places to go? went to office, found stephen there n gave him my availability for this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling bored, i called several ppl up to ask if they wana watch movie with me, sadly, none of thm r free, thn a miracle happened. while i was wasting my time away at e arcade nex door, alex called n said he was at bk with weijie. so, went dwn n looked for thm. we decided to watch sex is zero. in e middle of e show, meijia messaged me n said she did not go for her church class. so, i was like.. -.-" .. y didnt she tell me earlier so we cld have watched exorcist? anyway, its ok. yeahz. she was in starbucks n asked if i have a pencil n ruler? once again i was like.. -.-" .. anway, went to get a ruler for her n met her in starbucks....slacked with her till about 7++ when her frd came along n we headed off to yoshi for dinner. didnt eat cos i was too broke....stupid gv. mixed up my pay n me? ended up having to eat grass for e entire oct...oh well...after dinner, we went to walk ard ps. n i realise, mj got this sunshine girl kind of pattern cos while looking at clothes, i realise there r lots of clothes that dont suit her. yeah. so my conclusion is, she still looks better in surf shorts n t-shirts. continued walking till all the shops r closed n we went off to slack at basement 2 for awhile b4 heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically thats wat happened for me on weds. nothing special..e only special thing was, i met up with meijia after like 3yrs? cos 3yrs ago, somehow i pissed her off n i was blacklisted by her for 3yrs. n i asked her yesterdae y? she said she did not know y. i was like... -.-" ...anyway, it dosent matter now. now we r back as friends. n i cldnt ask for more...ok. i shall end here...time for lunch, bathe n head off to sch...boring dae...unless some miracle happen again..hahaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109712343159005362?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109712343159005362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109712343159005362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109712343159005362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109712343159005362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-thursday.html' title='its a thursday....'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109639203856084699</id><published>2004-09-29T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T01:20:38.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>i m finally back blogging again huh..wat a surprise. oh well e reason being so was i m so totally bored halfway into my project that i decided to blog in e middle of e night outside mcdonalds. wat a surprise that they did not turn off e server thing. so here i m, making use of e free service provided by e nice ppl at mac..hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nuthing much has happened over e past month. i wonder how did i ever ws\aste my 1 month away doin absoutely nothing. other then skipping classes, slping my days away both at home n during lectures. oh well, time does fly dont they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i really have an attitude problem? no i dont think so. this is me. i dont show my attitude unless really necessary. if 1 day i ever show my attitude, i guess no 1 in e world wld b either to take it. i have done it once in my life. n i made e girl hated me so much that till now, she refused to talk to me. that is how bad my attitude is. dont try. accept wat i m now. cos if 1 day, i were to show my attitude, thn i guess i shall have to say sorry before hand to u ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway, on a lighter note, i think i somewat have this crush on this ger i see almost everydae while studyin at mac. she's taking her o's this yr, so i guess either she is 16 or 17. thn again, i think she is attached though i have nvr see her with her 'bf' before. on the other hand, 16 seems to b a little too young for me, to think that i m already 20, approaching 21. though ppl say age dosent matter, though its true, but age does really matter at this age we r in now. mayb when both party  has really grown up like say 21 or 23 where both has matured enough, thn age shldnt b a barrier. so now, i think, age is still quite a barrier though i dont mind my gf being older than me. oh well, mayb i shld juz go forward n ask for her number one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats more than enough time to slack off. i m back to my stuffs. i will b back again. when i m free that is. so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers guys...&lt;br /&gt;xz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109639203856084699?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109639203856084699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109639203856084699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of fun with those guys. manage to catch up with sharon, whom i had not seen for months...she did changed alot. she lost so much weight...well, she looks better this way.&lt;br /&gt;yeahz. n also, saw yihan, was pretty shocked that she turned out so pretty as well. muz b e make up. ha. anyway, she is pretty. no doubt bout that. n so is my best cadet, xueli. oh well, i guess this will b my last dinner. i dun htink i wld wan to go nex yr. it will have to depend who is going. cos, i guess i will feel very out of place if i were to go. all e young kids...i will b 21 by nex year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n after e dinner, we went to have a drink over at sembawang. didnt drink much though juz a bottle of heineken. cos i have to work at 6am ltr on. so, juz sit there, n see alex play pool. went home at ard 12++ i think. bathed, slept n woke up at 5.15 n rushed to plaza. i was practically stoning the whole morning. it wasnt that busy till ard e 3+ show. where i was working non-stop for ard 15mins at e counter serving popcorn. after work, juz went home n slept till ard 9pm, wake up had my dinner, n went back to slp at ard 12....cldnt help it. was too darn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i m sick of typing. juz wana get some rest. so i will blog again when i m free. so buaiz...see ya..miss ya yihan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109384854397325726?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109384854397325726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109384854397325726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109384854397325726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378950575883475?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109378950575883475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109378950575883475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378950575883475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378950575883475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/08/me-n-yihan.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378937382448809</id><published>2004-08-29T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:22:53.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0571.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0571.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greedy pigs...look at my red face...geez.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378937382448809?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109378937382448809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109378937382448809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378937382448809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378937382448809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/08/greedy-pigs.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378921320431225</id><published>2004-08-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:20:13.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0598.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0598.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost cldnt see thinesh..opps...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378921320431225?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109378921320431225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109378921320431225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378921320431225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378921320431225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-almost-cldnt-see-thinesh.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378908810531508</id><published>2004-08-29T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:18:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0594.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0594.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me siew ping n alex..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378908810531508?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109378908810531508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109378908810531508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378908810531508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378908810531508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/08/me-siew-ping-n-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378898783940472</id><published>2004-08-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:16:27.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0593.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0593.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siew ping n me....first time see her in skirt...pink one somemore....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378898783940472?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109378898783940472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109378898783940472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378898783940472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109378898783940472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/08/siew-ping-n-me.html' title=''/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378885960465017</id><published>2004-08-29T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:14:19.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0591.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0591.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n my mei, sharon&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378885960465017?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378873414450812</id><published>2004-08-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:12:14.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0590.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0590.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angie &amp; me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378873414450812?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109378860831557087</id><published>2004-08-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:10:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/640/PICT0576.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #666666; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/1373/320/PICT0576.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tao me n gx..40th rocks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109378860831557087?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109288340777319162</id><published>2004-08-19T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T10:43:29.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>injured</title><content type='html'>didnt had e time to blog last night. so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt had a gd day at training. almost fainted under e sun. i guess, its e toll on myself i have been suffering over e past few days. havent been sleepin well, eating well etc...for e whole duration of e training, i cldnt concentrate well, my batting sux, my fielding position was all off, i cldnt direct my throw low...sigh. n ivp is like only nex week. i wonder how will i cope. n not to mention, my ankle was hit by zhiyong's pitch. it wasnt that bad until when training is over when eddie threw a ball at me n hit e same spot. for once, i cldnt walk. juz squatting on e field waiting for e pain to subside...oh well...i cldnt care less. its has been a rough week for me. i wonder hw long more will this go on. hopefully ic an recover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wld like to thank all e ppl who has came into my life this week, showing their care n concern for me. u guys have been great n i really apprciated it. thanks. although i m still feeling down, but rest assured yr efforts arent forgotten. as i said, its not going to b easy for me to survive this, but somehow, i will. but how? i do not know. so, till thn, i m still e same old me. ;) take care n farewell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109288340777319162?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109288340777319162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109288340777319162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109288340777319162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6918450/posts/default/109288340777319162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/2004/08/injured.html' title='injured'/><author><name>xz lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07526904474240229712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109280399217745686</id><published>2004-08-18T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T12:39:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piecing my heart back together...</title><content type='html'>its e weds. n now, i still can feel e pain inside me. i have not been sleeping well since monday night.whenever i close my eyes, her face, her smile, her everything will run through my mind. all i cld was to cry n force myself to slp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n u ppl might think wat is a 20yr old guy crying himself to sleep good for? basically good for nothing. i cldnt care less. this is e emotional side of me. all of u have seen e outside of me, but have yet to see e softer of me. n there u r. all of u have seen e brittle side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat to do now. i feel myself going back to become to old me. e old porcupine. e same old touchy me. e impatient me. e cldnt-care-wat-e-world-is-doing me n e i-dont-give-a-fuck-to-u me. n yes. this is how hard i have fallen. some of u might have seen e change in me over e past few months. frm a negative side of me, i have learnt to smile more n care for ppl more. but now, all these will change. i will no longer smile as often as i want. i will stop to care for ppl anymore. i will revert back to my heck care attitude. i have given up on life. i see no direction towards it. so, i will just live by e day n wait to see wat happens tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl always say, if a relationship fails, it means there is a better ger out there. i will say its bullshit. its juz nonsense to comfort e person. i have lost e confidence to love another person. i wldnt allow myself to love n to b hurt like this again. i cant take another blow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys r jerks. but wat bout gers? guys go ard breaking gers heart, but arent u gers guilty of doing the same thing too? everything is equal. no such thing as guys r more superior or watever shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i cant b bothered anymore. every minute that go past is a torture to me. cos she has yet to leave my heart. n i can still feel her beating inside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dun think i will go to e places we went before for e time being. it will juz bring back those memories. e happy memories. but it will trigger those ter buds..&lt;br /&gt;thn again, i will b working at gv plaza. how m i goin to cope with that? hopefully i dun break dwn n cry while working. those guys there sure will kana freak out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..i got no idea how m i goin to cope with this. i will try, but i cant gurantee i will succeed...cos, i have lost e will to fight. i cant carry on e battle. so, can someone pls give me the strength to fight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109280399217745686?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109280399217745686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/xjasonz/765b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918450.post-109266287023881502</id><published>2004-08-16T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T21:27:50.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying my heart out</title><content type='html'>sorry aint the word that can piece my heart back...just when i have gathered the courage to love again, it became lost. just when u have given me the light n hope to make me stand on my feet, i fell again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y does this shit has to happen to me? i shldnt have met u today. i shldnt have allowed myself to see u face to face to know that u have chosen him over me. y? i nvr had e courage to tell u i love u cos i m afraid i will hurt u. i was afraid to ask u to b my gf not bcos u wld reject me but bcos i m afraid i wld hurt u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember our 1st date at cine n wat u wore. i will always remember e 1st time i hold yr hand at gv marina after watching harry potter. i will always remember e 1st time i kissed u in e car at toa payoh lor 5. i will always remember e 1st time i bought lunch for u to yr house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our 1st movie harry potter J19 &amp; J20 (gv marina)&lt;br /&gt;our 2nd movie day after tomorrow J11 &amp; J 12 (eng wah suntec)&lt;br /&gt;our 3rd movie best bet E11 &amp; E12 (gv plaza)&lt;br /&gt;our 5th movie breaking news D9 &amp; D10 (lido)&lt;br /&gt;our 4th movie ard e world H9 &amp; H10 (gv plaza)&lt;br /&gt;our 6th movie spiderman B1 &amp; B2 (cine)&lt;br /&gt;our last movie.....king arthur G9 &amp; G10 (cine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither will i forgot e time in zouk when we hugged right on e dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say things happen for a reason. but i cant find the reason for this. u asked me if you r worth e effort that i put in, without hesitation, i replied yes. y cos, i love u. u only know i care for u. u said u r touched by my sincerity.n u said u do not wish to torture me anymore. i have nvr doubt yr words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best to win yr heart. but it belongs to someone else. i tried to convince u but i failed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime when i hear my phone sound, how i wish it was yrmessage. everytime when i send u a message how i wish e nex message wld b yrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m breaking down once again. i m lost again. i have fallen once again. i have lost my confidence again. i have lost the war against myself. i m slipping back into solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this i will tell u. all e promises i made to u before will not change. it will always stay. n no matter wat happen along the way, i will always be there for u. i will always be the last person u can fall back on. n i will always b holding the sky for u. n i will always b around when u need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i thing will not change. i love u.&lt;div 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be with her ever &lt;br /&gt;again............ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find time to realize that there is one person who mean so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person who you thought meant nothing to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Loving You =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i cant think of anything to write. hope she will understand one day. i really hope she does....i will wait for her. yes i will. n this i promise u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6918450-109255616112744731?l=moronictwit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronictwit.blogspot.com/feeds/109255616112744731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6918450&amp;postID=109255616112744731' title='0 Comments'/><link 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