<?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-26138801</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:43:15.243+08:00</updated><category term='sick of life. but it doesn&apos;t suck.'/><category term='camps.'/><category term='VIDEOS?'/><category term='fuck it.'/><category term='ORIENTATION'/><title type='text'>damn the dumb dash!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>436</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1715958656722991306</id><published>2010-02-09T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:22:44.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i know i've been saying this for countless times. but I'M EXHAUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh a few main things that i got to mention today.&lt;br /&gt;-Dunearn's Cross Country on friday&lt;br /&gt;-The Bike Trip with Fadilla&lt;br /&gt;-SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;-LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dunearn's Cross Country.&lt;br /&gt;i must say, IT'S ONE OF THE MOST HECTIC PUBLIC DUTY EVER.. oh. i skipped basketball training for this day. it started off with Celine coming over to my school. She was trying to be funny by hiding at the door of the centre stage. I was so scared that she'll get caught la! Stupid girl. keep playing. so then, we took a cab. we shared it with a little boy who happened to be a SJAB member from BBSS. he forgot to bring his nametag. HAHHA. wonder if Dunearn's SJAB will rush like him or not. GUESS NOT RIGHT. then reached WCP. settled the admin stuff with the ambulance driver then went ahead to our stops for the day.&lt;br /&gt;while walking to the stops, it starting to drizzle, then it started to rain -.- so i got really wet. then, the rain stopped, so the race continued. soon, trouble came. During the race, someone literally collapsed. had to call the main post to bring a stretcher over. and manfred and gerald and i carried the person back to the main post. IT WA DAMN FAR AWAY. and the worse thing was, while walking, it started to rain heavily. walao drenched for the second time. upon reaching the first-aid post, treated that person. then another trouble came. another casualty who cannot walk, took the stretcher again and carried the person back. OMG. it was more tiring than basketball training.the stretcher was so heavy and we had to sprint to the spot. AND IT WAS FREAKING RAINING.&lt;br /&gt;i think the school think SJAB superhero man. we just had to save all the people that were injured. and this year, there was SO MANY casualties! then for the first time, the ambulance is filled! thank goodness. So, left WCP back to MI in ultra drenched clothes and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS NAY FOR THE T-SHIRT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO EMPHASIZE ON THIS THE MOSTTTT. THAT IS...&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB MY DEAR JUNIORS IN ST JOHN! YOU GUYS HAVE CERTAINLY DONE AN EXCELLENT JOB FOR THE CROSS COUNTRY. ALTHOUGH THERE WAS ONLY A SMALL NUMBER OF YOU. YOU GUYS DID WELL. I'M PROUD OF YOU :) ALTHOUGH THERE WERE SO MANY CASUALTIES, YOU GUYS COULD AT LEAST HANDLE THE SITUATION PROPERLY. BUT ONE THING TO NOTE. DON'T BE SO ANXIOUS TO SEE A CASUALTY! BECAUSE YOUR ANXIETY WILL AFFECT THE CASUALTY ALOT OKAY! CALM DOWNNNN! LOVE YOU ALL! SEE YOU SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) BICYCLE RIDE WITH FADILLA&lt;br /&gt;this is damn hilarious. On saturday, fad wanted to cycle to my place. so i met her at her house there and i cycled while she sat at the back. HAHHA. ultimate failure. apparantly i looked like a retard trying to ride. i had todrag the bicycle for a bit before riding it smoothly. what's more embarrassing was crossing the road. the drivers looked at us as if we were animals in the zoo. HAHAH. then it was so funny and fad and i just couldn't stop laughing. HAHHA. it was just hilarious laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;it has been really tiring. everything's cramped up together and i don't know what my main focus should be. Because EVERYTHING is important. and almost all the deadlines were the same. ahhhh. i'm so tired already. it feels like half the year is gone but actually, it's only been like what? 4 weeks?! OMG. there's debate, basketball, schoolwork, project etc..&lt;br /&gt;oh i'm so scared for the debate tomorrow! I'M GOING TO STAMMER LIKE MAD. i'm just, so scared. okay, i don't know how to phrase it laaa. it's just, hmm. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, just let me do the debate well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm uber worried for Common Test also. i'm so scared i won't be able to do well. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) LIFE&lt;br /&gt;oh well, you won't want to know what's been going on. ups and downs obviously. many many major things happen but i don't think i'll type it here. HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired. i'm going to sleep now and wake up tomorrow for school again! TAKE CARE EVERYONE. sorry for not updatingggg. thanks for the loyalty and kepe coming here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saranghae! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1715958656722991306?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1715958656722991306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1715958656722991306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1715958656722991306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1715958656722991306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-i-know-ive-been-saying-this-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3777389251425267740</id><published>2010-01-31T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:09:02.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybodyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a week since i last posted right? yeah I'M SO TIRED. that's the only thing i can say. school has been crazy. homeworks followed by homeworks followed by tests followed by basketball followed by sjab followed by projects... NEVER ENDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i really got no time to do this&lt;br /&gt;so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3777389251425267740?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3777389251425267740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3777389251425267740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3777389251425267740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3777389251425267740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-everybodyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1655235822139429594</id><published>2010-01-24T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:45:16.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone. i know i haven't been blogging for a long long long time. this is the first time i touched the laptop after i think 2 weeks? yes it's been THAT pathetic. has been either too busy to use it, or just too lazy. so, missed me everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kind of like a hectic day. due to some stuff, slept at an unearthly hour. morning woke up at freaking 6am for POC at St John HQ. extremely proud of my dear group, Bravery. words can't express my joy for you all. :) Good Job guys. &lt;3 then after debrief and all, went to sha's house. reached at 630pm? WAS IT? then went home at 915pm. yes and my headache is still there. so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i shall stop blogging. the main motive of using the computer is to charge my ipod. so yeah, GOODBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1655235822139429594?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1655235822139429594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1655235822139429594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1655235822139429594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1655235822139429594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4709045450264255903</id><published>2010-01-01T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:12:02.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i did this on the last minute of 2009. PURPOSELY! so if you don't like my purposely act (omg, what's purposely act?) HAHHA, er, well, you still have to like it in order to read the following. so, too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: it's 3:13am, and i haven't started typing what i intended to type -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok and now it's 2 january and i haven't even completed what i wanted to say. loser-ish, i know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah. here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;what in the world happened to resolutions this year? last year everyone was typing their resolutions and all in their blogs. haha (PSST: I only read about 5 blogs and that's about it) now it's all highlights of the year. amazing :) while, my highlights of the year is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the most hectic year ever (with endless meetings and endless camps and courses)&lt;br /&gt;2) the most "got grounded" days&lt;br /&gt;3) the most "got into serious trouble" days&lt;br /&gt;4) broke my clean record and got into suspension (oh great)&lt;br /&gt;5) the "still no guts" attitude&lt;br /&gt;6) the most scoldings -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, just realised all were bad. k lets start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrolled into a new school this year. Millenia Institute. oh, before enrolling, went for Dunearn's orientation, must say, it was different. excited for Millenia Institute at first until shit happened. Late-coming became a rather big issue, detention led to suspension led to almost not taking the examinations. Passed the mid exams and tests in MI, went on to June. It was the most torturous and packed month. Went for OTC, the camp was ZOMG. er, what did i have in June again? Right, there was StJohn BBQ, StJohn activities. JuniorAlumni meetings. SL camp. Dinner&amp;amp;Dance. Sec 3 Day Camp. Sentosa Trip with Romans. yeah, took up 3 weeks in total of the month. so there was 1 week left to hardcore study for the exams. Proceeded with normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i don't know what else to add. i'm feeling like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the year,&lt;br /&gt;Love the people i met,&lt;br /&gt;Love the new friends i met,&lt;br /&gt;Love whatever good happened in the year,&lt;br /&gt;Try to love whatever bad and learn from it,&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to what the new year will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see what challenges i'll meet in 2010, check damnthedumbdash in 2010 for more information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4709045450264255903?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4709045450264255903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4709045450264255903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4709045450264255903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4709045450264255903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-i-did-this-on-last-minute-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1252761081500630329</id><published>2009-12-25T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:20:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SzO995dm7dI/AAAAAAAABF4/Qm1ZRpVThB8/s1600-h/30.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418883647751515602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SzO995dm7dI/AAAAAAAABF4/Qm1ZRpVThB8/s320/30.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss this cute little boy - mayghan. yeah, ever since christinewongxz came back from cambodia, i suddenly thought about the OCIP trip to Tanjong Pinang :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my roomies, i miss the people who went there, i miss the night reflections, i miss the food, i miss the pool games, i miss the bus rides to and fro the orphange and the hotel, i miss seeing the kids chasing after the bus, i miss the morning lessons with the kids, i miss listening to bahasa indonesia.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1252761081500630329?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1252761081500630329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1252761081500630329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1252761081500630329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1252761081500630329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss-this-cute-little-boy-mayghan.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SzO995dm7dI/AAAAAAAABF4/Qm1ZRpVThB8/s72-c/30.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5761967328996165578</id><published>2009-12-24T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:01:32.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, after i don't know how long, i saw what i want to see. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, my poor blog, have been left like that for 10034242329213947218 seconds or more! haha, 45 min to Christmas. So, advanced Merry Christmas everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holidays were special. As in, as you all should probably know.. i'm grounded. so i didn't have the time to go out to buy presents or whatsoever. i decided to start a project, The "To Send my Love through Christmas" project. thought it was innovative at first, but when i started it, IT WAS SO. i don't know how to describe it. maybe i started really late! when i completed all 50+ or more of them, i literally shouted "HOORAY!" i sent out the cards to people who gave me their addresses on 23 December. and seriously shockingly amazingly, some people texted me and said they received the card already! HOW AWESOME IS THAT! i thought i was already late because i heard that it takes 3 days to send a letter! yeah, so some people confirmed that they received the letter. OMG. i hope no letters bounce back to me :(&lt;br /&gt;oh there're still some for people who didn't give me their addresses. about just 10 more?&lt;br /&gt;ooh well.. lets just hope that none of the letters get sent back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 3am now. and wth, i take so long to post. distracted by some other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byexz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5761967328996165578?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5761967328996165578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5761967328996165578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5761967328996165578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5761967328996165578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-after-i-dont-know-how-long-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4004662476928404342</id><published>2009-12-12T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:39:39.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i'm back from not touching the internet for ages. (while not really ages, jut 5 days.)&lt;br /&gt;how's everyone? i'm so lost i don't know what to type. k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4004662476928404342?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4004662476928404342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4004662476928404342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4004662476928404342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4004662476928404342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-858716361094739157</id><published>2009-11-25T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:27:07.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel a bump on my forehead. i think i banged against something just now. it's painful la -.- oh, and it's 10:26pm here. what time is it there? HAHHAH. k going up now. goodbyexz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-858716361094739157?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/858716361094739157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=858716361094739157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/858716361094739157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/858716361094739157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-bump-on-my-forehead.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-9053723213103329199</id><published>2009-11-25T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:06:51.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;blogging from Jeju, Korea. it's almost freezing down here. :)&lt;br /&gt;how's everyone? fine i guess. haha. thank goodness for this computer service provided. but there's only 1 computer -.-&lt;br /&gt;going up real soon to sleep. got to wake at 5:20am tmr. taking a boat then i don't know go where and whatever. omg, did i mention that i have really annoying tour mates? hahah, gah -.- and no good looking people. maybe in Seoul.. got to think so much more here than in Singapore as there is really nothing much to do except follwing the tour guide. so don't mind if i go cranky or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;okayxz, i really don't know what to type anymore. hahaha. so goodbye. will update through facebook or twitter if i can :)&lt;br /&gt;see you! i miss you and you and you and you and you and you etc... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-9053723213103329199?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/9053723213103329199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=9053723213103329199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9053723213103329199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9053723213103329199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3138663951964362924</id><published>2009-11-22T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:55:35.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate the way you care too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it's not any single one of you. don't believe then ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate the way things are going now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3138663951964362924?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3138663951964362924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3138663951964362924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3138663951964362924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3138663951964362924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-way-you-care-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6759918349186603894</id><published>2009-11-17T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:45:18.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Am back.&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 days had been crazy. Intensive basketball training. It's driving many of us crazy. Everyday we're going to have to train like that till 10 december. Oh manxz. Won't we collapse? I wonder.. My mind's in a whirl. There's like no purpose in life now. Nothing to do at home, no form of proper technology. Yes, i should start studying. I'm going to tell myself to study. Hahahaha. But the problem is, whether i'm going to listen to myself. So tied up with things and the worst part is, it doesn't have a smooth flow. It doesn't even go according to the clock. It all clashes at the same time at different venues. Hmm~ this is going to be hard.. Harder than i thought it would be. Gahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking, what if i hadn't been a coward? Would things change? Shicks, i should stop staring at ceilings. If not i'll have weird thoughts about everything. And i'll have flashbacks. If there was a memory erasing tool, that'll be cool. I can then erase bad memories and keep only the good ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i mention that i met alot of people today. In the morning, had basketball. And met all the basketball people. Then went to westmall to eat, saw secondary school friends. After lunch, was waiting for little sister, then saw mavis frank and co. In the cinema, saw fadilla! And after the movie, saw my juniors :) then while going home, saw my primary school friend. Aiseh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's like a real good weather to go to sleep :) i shall prepare myself for bed soon. Oh no i can't. It's still too early. Damnittt. Ok i shall pack my bag for tomorrow's training and meeting then head off to the sacks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye people. Take care and rest well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i tell you that time?&lt;br /&gt;Should i say what was on my mind? &lt;br /&gt;It's all too late, too late for anything to happen, you're taken and that's that. Oh whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6759918349186603894?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6759918349186603894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6759918349186603894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6759918349186603894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6759918349186603894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3069614157404820683</id><published>2009-11-13T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:50:36.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello humans and aliens. i'm back on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so zonked out. feel like i can't open my eyes since the morning. HAHHA. just came back from SLE camp. it was ~ shall not comment. OH, still have St. John tmr. WA, grrr. iron uniformmmm. clean bootssss and snip off hair. DAMN IT LA. another long day tmr. won't be surprised if i fall asleep though. k going off to iron. BYEXZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found pretty people in Singapore. Clarke Quay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3069614157404820683?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3069614157404820683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3069614157404820683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3069614157404820683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3069614157404820683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-humans-and-aliens.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1289430086734518179</id><published>2009-11-11T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:11:00.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i've chose the path, i shall walk the path with no regrets. i shall not turn around and try to walk back, because if i do, i'll be lying to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1289430086734518179?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1289430086734518179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1289430086734518179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1289430086734518179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1289430086734518179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/since-ive-chose-path-i-shall-walk-path.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4394217267121285615</id><published>2009-11-11T07:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:58:48.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning! Haha i'm in school now now now. And i saw a bruise on the joint of my index finger. No wonder in my dreams i was feeling uncomfortable -.- and now i remember how i got this bruise. I accidentally slam my whole hand onto the wall. That's why. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Q is sitting beside meee. Telling me about her secondary school life. Hehe :) hope i don't get &lt;br /&gt;any freaking abrasion at the wrong places again if not history of the officer course will repeat itself. And the worst part is rachel and lyndia will not be there to spray that stinging antidote on the abrasion. Sucks much. Ahhha. Did i mention that the bag for the camp is alot lighter than before! Maybe because i'm already used to heavy and bulky bags. It's really light as compared to last time. Yayness :)&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i forgot to submit consent form. just called my dad. He must have been thinking what trouble i got into again, as usual. Oh well. The camp would be enjoyable and i'm still deciding on whether to hide my phone or surrender it.. Hmm, how? Haahahaha. Okayxz. Going to end off now.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun in the real world and i'll be back on friday :) byexz. Oh and people who are having a's, know it's kind of late but all the best! :) especially index number 0260, Chioh Pei Rong. Hahaha. Don't stress uh queen! You're going to be lonely. Hahahahahaha. K relaxxx. Good luck :) &lt;br /&gt;Byexz &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4394217267121285615?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4394217267121285615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4394217267121285615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4394217267121285615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4394217267121285615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-morning-haha-im-in-school-now-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6985448154702815826</id><published>2009-11-11T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:49:25.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am so hungry. feel like eating. oh bother, camp tmr. till friday. be gone for a while. so have fun in the real world :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6985448154702815826?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6985448154702815826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6985448154702815826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6985448154702815826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6985448154702815826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/am-so-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8863109809603463262</id><published>2009-11-10T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:19:31.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was fiddling with the knife, wondering what I should do with it. Thoughts filled my mind, about the past, people's reactions, as well as the pain. What for make life more miserable, it will not make things a tiny weeny bit better. Just let it go and things will be okay, as always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I live like that. Always saying that things are going to be okay. I won't normally say what's in my mind. I choose to bear with the consequences and just let it be. As time pass, everything will get better until the next one another problem occurs. Some say i'm going to flare up really soon at this rate of bottling up everything. Rest assure, it won't be anytime soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahha. Hehe :) I can write a book uh! So sophisticated.. Bet all of you must have been intrigued by what I typed :D right? K kidding, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, some of you must know that I have been grounded for the week or more. Not sure if i'm even allowed to go for the sle camp. Sighh. Sometimes I feel that there's an extent to being worried. Yes you're worried but that doesn't really give you the authority of disallowing every single one of the activities that i have. Maybe you think that this way, things will be better. However, in fact, things would be worse. It's always ne bringing the problems to you but it's always not you that brings the problems to me. You didn't realize that by doing all that, people wip look at me in a different eye. Now it's not about what you want and expect from me. It's what and who I want to be. If I voice out, I'll be at fault and if I stay mum, I'll be at fault too. Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k another redundant post, but whatever. Don't care. Take care loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8863109809603463262?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8863109809603463262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8863109809603463262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8863109809603463262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8863109809603463262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-fiddling-with-knife-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5546046503653620599</id><published>2009-11-09T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:58:36.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who wants to buy me my cookies?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5546046503653620599?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5546046503653620599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5546046503653620599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5546046503653620599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5546046503653620599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-wants-to-buy-me-my-cookies.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-9118589934969886509</id><published>2009-11-09T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:18:12.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hello! I'm like in school right now. Attending the pre-camp for sle. Kind of sucks to be attending leadership camps and courses over and over again. From primary school to secondary school to even now at tertiary level. Oh well~ Mr Singh is currently speaking about leadership to us. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i was sleeping like a log yesterday. I reached home around 5+? Then i went to shower and just lied on the bed. slept all the way.. It was mad. Then at 1235, i woke up and saw thousands of messages! Hahaha. K no la, only about 10. Read all, replied a few, and went back to sleep. Woke up at 530 to turn off the alarm and read more messages. Mad, i slept for close to 12 hours. Woo, so amazing. And now i'm still tired. Gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, mr singh is kind of knowledgable :) but it's still boringgg. Yawnsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been thinking alot lately, flashbacks of the past appear, and i realised, i'm like the dumbest person possible. Obviously, i'm not going to list my dumb facts out here (just in case some people think that i'm very smart. And they should continue to think that way.. :D) going to list it somewhere else. Ayeeee, i'm nothing but bored. Someone should entertain me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been leaving this space empty lately, probably because i haven't been using the computer as much as i did previously. Even now, using this phone to type the post. K, i'm typing nonsense now. The space i've been ranting to, is probably.. Hmm, my heart. Hahahahh. Sounds retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorcas and Aaron told me to go see a doctor because of the way i've been eating. Hahahha. Omg. See a doctor? Mad. Oh, and my dad says, the family might be going to take a jab due to the rising of H1N1 in Korea, and we're going there. Manxz, hate it. Pain bodoh! Eeeeeeee, the thought of the needle -.- gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i should stop typing, if not it'll be so long and boring. Ok this post was redundant. you just wasted your time reading, sorry! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-9118589934969886509?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/9118589934969886509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=9118589934969886509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9118589934969886509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9118589934969886509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-hello-im-like-in-school-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-9041587530111167539</id><published>2009-11-07T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:30:46.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD.....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E IS IN SINGAPOREEEEEEEEE. WALAO EHHHHHHHHHH! i should've known and then turn on the tv RIGHT AWAY to watch them. TOO BAD. it's too late :( AWW MAN. wth! i'm so sad! GAHHHHHHHHH. they're in SINGAPOREEEEEEE. shicks laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, nvm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-9041587530111167539?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/9041587530111167539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=9041587530111167539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9041587530111167539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9041587530111167539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooodd.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4134615983250743895</id><published>2009-11-07T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:03:59.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloxz. finally i'm updating. yes and i can see the number of people coming dropping. HAHHA. i'm so exhausted by all the activities. seriously.. gahh. shall hang on, it's all going to end, very soon, hopefully. it's just energy-sucking! ahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, Bravery is my group for Advance Course. and they have been brilliant for the past 2 weeks. am very proud of them :) and also apologetic because i simply can't remember basic things such as theirpaper for discipline card and all. like wth i know, i'm like the worst officer ever. gahh. anything la. i'm sorry dear Bravery. but thank goodness for them if not i think i'll just collapse by now. they are so humourous and cheery! I LIKE! and at least they interact with each other except for some, hope they'll changee. HAHH. yes they will change. by the end of course. i believe they will. k anw, they have been the wall that kept me going on and going for the nco course. k THANK YOU DEAR GROUP. all the best for the rest of the course as well as the camp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, what more. i can't think anymore. brain block. HAHHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k anw, when i think of more things, i'll blog again. BYEBYE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4134615983250743895?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4134615983250743895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4134615983250743895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4134615983250743895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4134615983250743895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/helloxz.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2255368639420286894</id><published>2009-11-03T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:55:49.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel like a damn ass. i deserve to die. bye. feel like cursing and swearing at myself, after recalling the past AND THE PRESENT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2255368639420286894?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2255368639420286894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2255368639420286894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2255368639420286894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2255368639420286894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/feel-like-damn-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7975519872742645955</id><published>2009-11-01T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:47:59.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so exhausted. when i came online, got 77 new emails to be read. what the heckk. HHAHA. anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELAINE TAN. you should know what i want to tell you. just lead the rest of your life in happiness :) and damn, i know you TOO WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored. but there's alot of things to do. k shall start doing them. BYEXZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7975519872742645955?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7975519872742645955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7975519872742645955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7975519872742645955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7975519872742645955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-so-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3521330441616300881</id><published>2009-10-28T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:27:50.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I'M DAMN TIREDDDD. 1:30AM! crazyyy... and right now i just finished inserting pictures into the powerpoint. now it's like so messy. SHOOTXZXZ. gahhh. going to do now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3521330441616300881?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3521330441616300881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3521330441616300881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3521330441616300881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3521330441616300881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-im-damn-tiredddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4560540834889036852</id><published>2009-10-27T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:32:33.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahha. i'm so annoyed. got to do this presentation for wednesday, and i have no clue on how to start on it and what to put in it. dang. deadmeat.&lt;br /&gt;annoyed. annoyed. annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4560540834889036852?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4560540834889036852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4560540834889036852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4560540834889036852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4560540834889036852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahahha.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2858372714343017222</id><published>2009-10-25T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:10:55.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh manxz. i'm so sad when i'm suppose to be happy. while i was reading a book in the morning, lyndiateow called me and told me unbelievable news. i had to go for nco course as an instructor. THIS SATURDAY! wa, sadded to the max. because that means i would have to cut my gorgeous hair just to be there. oh what the. just when i decided to keep my hair, i had to cut it again. danggg. shucksssxzxz. so, look forward to my short short hair again, because it has to last for at least 6-7 weeks! WALAO. 5 consecutive saturdays taken away. then a week for camp. a week away with family. wow. how fun. k, someone please note down for me that i have to cut my hair, the first day of the course is saturday.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: CUT MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, tomorrow there's a meeting at 730pm. wa, i'm back to reality :( if i didn't had to come back from tanjong pinang :(&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be back somehow or rather,&lt;br /&gt;results back on tuesday, don't even know how i would fare&lt;br /&gt;more activities to go to&lt;br /&gt;more responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;more pressure&lt;br /&gt;and all sorts of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;but it rocks to be back,&lt;br /&gt;there'll be people who will be there&lt;br /&gt;there'll be those familar smiles and laughters&lt;br /&gt;there'll be such joy being around&lt;br /&gt;everything would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, it wouldn't be that bad actually. but my poor hair :( walao ehhh. gahhh. dumb uniform group. hehehe. was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;starting to miss tanjong pinang. the kids there, the whole group that went, the room, the dinner place, the meeting place, the painting place, the orphanage, the preschool. HAHAH. ayeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. might update later. see you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2858372714343017222?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2858372714343017222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2858372714343017222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2858372714343017222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2858372714343017222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-manxz.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4883032918332168647</id><published>2009-10-24T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:08:47.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ho mo mo.&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from the awweeessoommeee trip to tanjong pinang. it was so great! all the experiences and memories are just so, unexplainableee. we interacted with orphans and preschool kids, did painting, painting and more painting. the food was so-so. some were so salty and some were so spicy. the bread there is SEDAPPP. met many many many new people there. some were crazy over keropok, some were just purely crazy. and it was just so fun being there. sad thing was, i was missing everyone here. ya, many names. knew many more things. like appreciating life and all. ahhhhh... so many things to say but i'm so lazy to type. so. yup, so long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byexzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;DADA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4883032918332168647?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4883032918332168647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4883032918332168647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4883032918332168647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4883032918332168647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-ho-mo-mo.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7879695557476821620</id><published>2009-10-17T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:19:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i came back and settle down at home. i'm off again to a CIP trip. so 930am tomorrow at tanah merah ferry terminal. be back the next week. HAHHA. so see you guys. miss me if you want to. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many thoughts in my brain now. like what is it going to be like there, what's going to happen. looking forward. also. just thinking about how different it is to be with one person. things have been different. and certain things bring us closer but certain things make us drift. now that sucks bad. if some things didn't happen the first place, the consequences will not be that bad as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the way you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;i miss the way you text me&lt;br /&gt;i miss the time when you didn't know that person&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times when there was only me and you&lt;br /&gt;now it's changed. and oh wtf, i don't think it'll be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL MISS YOU WHILE I'M DOING CIP THERE. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7879695557476821620?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7879695557476821620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7879695557476821620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7879695557476821620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7879695557476821620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-just-when-i-came-back-and-settle.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8790187717044929419</id><published>2009-10-13T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:03:36.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok hello. i'm popping jellybeans into my mouth and waiting for dorcas to leave the house. she is taking so longgg. hahaha. oh the jellybeans are nice la :D &lt;3 jellybeansss. HAHHA. anw, will be going for class chalet. so DON'T MISS ME PEOPLE. ahha. i will miss you all more than how you all miss me :D&lt;br /&gt;k i'll go find something to do in the house. it's so boringgg. LALALLA. bye.&lt;br /&gt;oh, any emergency, please dial my number. 94 oh why am i giving you my nmber. HAHAh you all should have it uh! if not just call my boss to settle the problem.  but i don't have a boss, i'm the boss myself -.- HAHHA. ok that's damn dumb. sorry bored person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8790187717044929419?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8790187717044929419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8790187717044929419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8790187717044929419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8790187717044929419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5684328393787899728</id><published>2009-10-12T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:37:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH AND DID I TELL YOU ALL I GOT A NEW NAME?&lt;br /&gt;it's PESH :D&lt;br /&gt;my name is PESH. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just peishi minus the i's. yeah. so innovative :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5684328393787899728?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5684328393787899728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5684328393787899728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5684328393787899728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5684328393787899728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-and-did-i-tell-you-all-i-got-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7341984180841466902</id><published>2009-10-12T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:28:43.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got like nothing to do on the computer. oh i'm so bored. what should i do? i feel so lost now that there's no exams and just don't need to really study now. hahaha. am i suppose to be happy or sad? HMM. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw, my phone was annoying me all the way for today. hahaha. partially because of the class chalet thing. i was mass messaging the whole class. the first time, only some replied me, like 5? the rest didn't -.- then after that, at about 8pm. i tried another way. i asked if all of them hate me! HAHHA. and that did it. majority of them replied. even the quieter ones in our class replied. omg. so happy. sorry, this is dumb thing to be happy of. HAHHA. but still :D eh it proves that not many hate me :D except for some who still don't reply. :(&lt;br /&gt;ayeeee, whatever laa. HAHHA. i think my bills for the month, IT'LL BE EXPLODING LIKE CRAZY! thanks alot uhh. hahahha. oh my phone keeps buzzing away for every second i was in the train. i was about to fall asleep. but i can't. HAHHAH. *buzz buzz* and in a few seconds *buzz buzz* everyone is typing so quickly nowadays uhh! haha. my phone was lagging manxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;3 those who replied. and &lt;3 those who didn't. HAHHA. see youuu :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7341984180841466902?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7341984180841466902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7341984180841466902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7341984180841466902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7341984180841466902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-like-nothing-to-do-on-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2126354409934281144</id><published>2009-10-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:58:19.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes. mood totally spoilt. was actually in a damn good mood. what the heck seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so no blogging today. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2126354409934281144?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2126354409934281144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2126354409934281144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2126354409934281144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2126354409934281144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2377180574168162188</id><published>2009-10-04T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:40:30.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SseUXoXCLbI/AAAAAAAABFw/0sP49qYcW70/s1600-h/lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388438612864019890" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SseUXoXCLbI/AAAAAAAABFw/0sP49qYcW70/s320/lo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my long time crush today. ecstatic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i'm so scared right now. it looks like i've been reading a whole chunk of things but it feels like nothing's going in. alright anyway. people study k! see you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2377180574168162188?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2377180574168162188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2377180574168162188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2377180574168162188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2377180574168162188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-saw-my-long-time-crush-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SseUXoXCLbI/AAAAAAAABFw/0sP49qYcW70/s72-c/lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1973337236317236645</id><published>2009-10-02T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:53:57.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me recall something first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delegation: the passing down of authority to perform tasks from a higher level of management to a lower level of management. the higher level cannot shirk his reponsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decentralisation: delegation of authorities of decision making from higher level of management to lower level of mangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT OR NOT UH! gahh. notes on the bed. read read read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAS (blog again soon!) hahha -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1973337236317236645?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1973337236317236645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1973337236317236645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1973337236317236645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1973337236317236645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1832452703380891145</id><published>2009-10-01T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:37:29.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SsS7nYc4d_I/AAAAAAAABFo/ltowN7pzDBQ/s1600-h/0bhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387637339494840306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SsS7nYc4d_I/AAAAAAAABFo/ltowN7pzDBQ/s320/0bhd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peishi Swirl&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from a state of shock! There was a girl whom I don't know kept waving to me in the library. Being nice, I smiled back. When she left, sha said she was checking me out. Omg, I'm so scared right now. (facebook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so scary REALLY. this girl. she's from nanyang (YES THAT'S RIGHT) she waved at me. at first i thought she was waving to someone else, so i just looked back (singaporean kpo ma) but there was no one. so i just smiled back. then after that, for several times, she kept looking over at our bench. about 6 plus. she left with her friend. then she walked past our bench. my back was facing her so obviously i can't see anything. sha was sitting opposite me. so she could see everything. then she went down the escalator. she turned and looked at us for the last time. and then IT WAS JUST SO SCARY. because she was looking directly into my eyes. hmm~ after she disappeared, i felt so weird and everything. and then that SHA JANEBELLEEE. keep scaring me and telling me that she's checking me out. like when she passed our bench, her eyes were like ~ WTF? and they kept saying : "it's either you know her or she's interested in you and checking you out." wth. ok IT'S OVER. i will not see the girl again in my life. so i shall not care. SHALL KEEP BREATHING AND MOVE ON. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there was this other girl. sitting right opposite our bench. she kept looking over also. then i asked aaron, "is it just me or the girl keep looking over?" maybe i'm just being paranoid. BUT IT'S JUST SO. grr. nvm. i don't care. stop scaring me with these girlsxzxz. it's the first and last time i'll see them. HE-HE-HE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. exams are just next week. SO STUDY HARD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeyouuuu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1832452703380891145?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1832452703380891145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1832452703380891145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1832452703380891145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1832452703380891145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SsS7nYc4d_I/AAAAAAAABFo/ltowN7pzDBQ/s72-c/0bhd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8429122226512899077</id><published>2009-09-30T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:27:16.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone. i think it's bad news for me for the following weeks.&lt;br /&gt;-not be able to go for OTC outing. THAT'S DAMN SAD PLEASE. :(&lt;br /&gt;-screwed papers up today, like totally.&lt;br /&gt;-several problems coming up. (i have no idea why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. have to help my sister with her art -.- which will be on accounting day also. hmm. shall chiong it on wednesday. study hard. do mob later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang i miss my eycandy. HAHHA. ok kidding -.-&lt;br /&gt;i got many eyecandies :) no only 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't feel like there was an exam today. felt like i was doing some timed assignment or whatever. because  JUST CAN'T BELIEVE THAT THE EXAMS ARE HERE. omg. someone tell me why i'm still here. i'm off now. BYEBYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves. all the best for everything k :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8429122226512899077?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8429122226512899077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8429122226512899077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8429122226512899077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8429122226512899077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-everyone_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8682085796903640950</id><published>2009-09-29T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:35:45.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NI HAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dropping by to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR PROMOS STARTING FROM TOMORROW MILLENIA PEOPLE! YOU CAN DO IT :) after the exams can play like mad already! SO LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT PLEASEE... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. BEST OF LUCKS TO THE JC PEOPLEEEE. some are halfway through and some haven't even started. so whatever it is. ALL THE BEST :) you all sure can make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FORGETTING DEAR JUNIORS. please study hard for your final year exams! they're very the important. SO ALSO, GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR PAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYJYJY!&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE NEED OIL. just go to any petrol kiosk k :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT GOODBYE! sleep early everyonexzxz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8682085796903640950?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8682085796903640950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8682085796903640950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8682085796903640950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8682085796903640950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/ni-hao-just-dropping-by-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3131473622267569510</id><published>2009-09-27T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:29:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr8Dlj6L4KI/AAAAAAAABFY/Cpz0fQiVXrg/s1600-h/Illegal_by_KenyT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386027623187734690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr8Dlj6L4KI/AAAAAAAABFY/Cpz0fQiVXrg/s320/Illegal_by_KenyT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello stalkers. how're all of you doinggggg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr8H9_wA66I/AAAAAAAABFg/5ByhHPwtguc/s1600-h/Mosquitoes_by_kaikaku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386032441024637858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr8H9_wA66I/AAAAAAAABFg/5ByhHPwtguc/s320/Mosquitoes_by_kaikaku.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently completing the powerpoint on mosquitoes. i'm finally finishing. so glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done. see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3131473622267569510?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3131473622267569510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3131473622267569510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3131473622267569510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3131473622267569510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-stalkers.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr8Dlj6L4KI/AAAAAAAABFY/Cpz0fQiVXrg/s72-c/Illegal_by_KenyT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4403431444654470459</id><published>2009-09-26T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:17:45.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr34U-lAkEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yb0__F-07E8/s1600-h/jenga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385733768684277826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr34U-lAkEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yb0__F-07E8/s320/jenga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"huh...... but i'm so tired!" got to quit saying that. like seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys and girls going through the exam phase now. if you say that you're stressed, you're normal. and if you're not, it's not that you're not normal. maybe it's just you're prepared for the exam or you just simply don't care. so which are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm so stressed and i can just die! now i normally end the day with a cold shower to drain off the heat for the day. HAHA. and being sick and having suspension for the whole of 2 weeks really just shot me in the head. because i missed out a huge load of chapters :( and now i have to study on my own. the worst part is, i don't understand the stuff. i was wishing that someone would teach me in my dream. wouldn't that be awesome? bet it is. did i mention i am very wery bery proud of myself the previous day. i did assignment 7A, 7D, 8A &amp;amp; a lil of 8B and completed them in just a few hours. it sucked up all my brain juices for the day. and i just fainted on the bed once i pen down the last equation. the feeling is just, GREAT! but the next day in school was so terrible. is everyone confused by what i'm typing? i am. omg. this is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i'm sorry that i haven't really updated this &lt;a href="mailto:damnthedumbdash@blogger"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damnthedumbdash@blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for such a long time. it's just maybe i put all my thoughts in my mind and don't feel like putting it here. so, too bad :) i'm tiring myself everyday just to get past every problem that i'm facing in life now. i'm glad that when my problems are here, there're the exams to distract me from the problems. at least there's something for me to do instead of pondering on every single one of my redundant problems. i think i'm oh-so-ridiculous. i have so many issues, perhaps the world would be better off without me. (GAHH. SEE THAT'S MY PROBLEM. I'M ALWAYS USING DEATH TO RUN AWAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things to do after the promos again. how good is that! extremely good i must say. OH YA! I'M SUPPOSE TO FINISH UP MY STUPID POWERPOINT! grr. annoyed annoyed. kay. i'm off now. see you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR PROMOS EVERYONE. (regardless if you're millenians or not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ELAINE TAN!&lt;/span&gt; JIA YOU! FOR WORKING :) you can do it! after you get your pay you can treat me breakfast dinner and lunch :) HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time. toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4403431444654470459?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4403431444654470459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4403431444654470459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4403431444654470459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4403431444654470459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sr34U-lAkEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yb0__F-07E8/s72-c/jenga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4154234842412537660</id><published>2009-09-21T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:11:00.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the world can't be perfect for us human beings. and i don't know why. people are just no satisfied with what they have. they always want better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in the olden days, when we have huge mobile phones with a long antenna, we want more. then we have small mobile phones with a small screen without colour. we are still not happy with it because it's dull. a new concept came and there it goes, a phone with a coloured screen with coloured fonts. still not good enough? how about a phone with a coloured screen and fonts and an additional camera! while. that could have been the best. but people just wanted more. a phone with colour+camera+ringtones! to share ringtones and pictures? INFRARED. however, that wasn't the end yet. there was something called the music player! there can be the latest pop songs in your phone, blasting out of the phone as and when you want it to. OH YA. there's the BLUETOOTH created too! sick of the clicking of buttons?! presenting to you the touch screen phones (: with games and pictures and all that you can find in the phone. not forgetting the internet that can be found in the phone! so right now currently, the latest are the touch screen phones with games and fun and laughter. there'll be more to come in the future because people will keep advancing and people will keep wanting better stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in the olden days, our grandparents watch television all squeezed up at one corner of the house. peering into a small wooden box with a black-and-white screen. there was hardly sound and everything was only in black-and-white. people's lives got better when colours were painted into these black and white pictures. but the televisions were still as bulky! so the designers were thinking of ways to "thin" the televisions. so here comes the plasma televisions and all. now. games can be played in the television. Televisions that can fit almost half of a room have been invented. and people just could not stop wanting more. then the slimmest television was invented. i don't know for what also! want the television to be so slim for what! hahahhaa. yeah anw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. just skip this whole post. it's REDUNDANT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4154234842412537660?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4154234842412537660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4154234842412537660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4154234842412537660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4154234842412537660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-cant-be-perfect-for-us-human.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7305305054470420027</id><published>2009-09-21T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:58:31.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and the reason is because i'm not important in your life at all. and i will not care if i lose you in my life because you'll be happier without me. G&amp;amp;D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7305305054470420027?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7305305054470420027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7305305054470420027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7305305054470420027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7305305054470420027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-reason-is-because-im-not-important.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5282143084976997013</id><published>2009-09-19T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:30:33.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people have said:&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong with peishi.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I KNOW MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to go to australia. k random. BYEXZXZ. i haven't left home you see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5282143084976997013?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5282143084976997013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5282143084976997013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5282143084976997013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5282143084976997013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-have-said-theres-something-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6125734688045333129</id><published>2009-09-19T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:24:29.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey aliens. my blog is dead. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents cheat my feelings la! but long story. shall skip it. and i'm going out to meet my big sissy. to have dinner. and the house is so dark and i can hardly see the keypad BUT i'm just too lazy to turn the lights on. so TOO BAD. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many many many things happened in one week. and there're too much for me to say. but after this week, i feel that. life is unpredictable. HAHA. (ps: oh the lights turned on by itself! haha~) and anyway. i'm about to leave my home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. sorry for not updating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6125734688045333129?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6125734688045333129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6125734688045333129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6125734688045333129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6125734688045333129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-aliens.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3520663131362114088</id><published>2009-09-13T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:21:04.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;EH! ZONE 11! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday to you!&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! don't do anything dumb to me man. i know your secretxzxz :D hahaha! be smarter than smart k! and live everyday with a smile! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got many thoughts right now. but i'm too tired to blog. all i know is that my back and legs are aching like i-dont-know-what and my feet got 3 different tone colours. haha! how exciting. school tomorrow. assignments.. lessons and PE. wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. all the best to people having PROMOS starting tomorrow. those who PROMOS start in weeks. STUDY HARD! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3520663131362114088?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3520663131362114088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3520663131362114088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3520663131362114088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3520663131362114088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/eh-zone-11-happy-birthday-to-you-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4515042938871826026</id><published>2009-09-11T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:32:36.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i broke it.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i'm squatting on my chair just to tire myself. haha! yes. I AM SQUATTING ON MY CHAIR AND USING THE COMPUTER. haha. you would not want to know how i look like. because i think it's utterly weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so.&lt;br /&gt;people who are suppose to be happy, go be happy&lt;br /&gt;people who are suppose to be funny, go be funny&lt;br /&gt;people who are suppose to be cheery, go be cheery.&lt;br /&gt;but people who are suppose to be sad, go look for happy funny and cheery to make your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok can't believe i just made that up! -.-so retarded. shit, i'm retarded. walao eh. i'm like talking to myself. i should stop it shouldn't i? YES. Y-E-S i said yes. so annoying right. i know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4515042938871826026?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4515042938871826026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4515042938871826026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4515042938871826026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4515042938871826026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-i-broke-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1654379547352240362</id><published>2009-09-10T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:16:01.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SqfwqEZohRI/AAAAAAAABFA/0IRABNMTxt0/s1600-h/6817_149997461290_548506290_3975745_5453604_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379532885443773714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SqfwqEZohRI/AAAAAAAABFA/0IRABNMTxt0/s320/6817_149997461290_548506290_3975745_5453604_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WINNIE LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after i don't know how long already! YOU STILL CAN DO THAT?! amazing! kudos~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoy the rest of the day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1654379547352240362?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1654379547352240362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1654379547352240362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1654379547352240362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1654379547352240362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-winnie-love-after-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SqfwqEZohRI/AAAAAAAABFA/0IRABNMTxt0/s72-c/6817_149997461290_548506290_3975745_5453604_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3472833931589616235</id><published>2009-09-09T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:19:37.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09/09/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome. haven't been blogging lately. mainly because i'm too lazy and tired. been thinking alot lately. didn't manage to get anyone's help to ease my brain. oh well! haha. and this computer is annoying me! can't even load a freaking movie! don't even know what's wrong. GAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. today morning went to the "market". then afternoon, macs to study. with my mum (celine) and christine. distracted and celine said i was like a kid?! WHAT THE. haha. night went with family. and i paid practically for EVRYTHING so broke now. aww man! I'M SO SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3472833931589616235?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3472833931589616235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3472833931589616235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3472833931589616235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3472833931589616235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909-totally-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1511027504235385793</id><published>2009-09-05T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:51:52.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SqJszSoI0vI/AAAAAAAABE4/oGoPvnk6zyQ/s1600-h/Emma_Watson_1_by_Jiexica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377980533463110386" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SqJszSoI0vI/AAAAAAAABE4/oGoPvnk6zyQ/s320/Emma_Watson_1_by_Jiexica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahhh. my feet are killing me. and i'm so tired now. so i think i'm just going to sleep and rest now. so byexxz :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: the person i like is used as my phone's wallpaper. HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1511027504235385793?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1511027504235385793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1511027504235385793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1511027504235385793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1511027504235385793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/gahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SqJszSoI0vI/AAAAAAAABE4/oGoPvnk6zyQ/s72-c/Emma_Watson_1_by_Jiexica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7451465951608709262</id><published>2009-09-04T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:12:30.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wa. everytime i would see. 911 and 1111. in one day.&lt;br /&gt;when i see 911, i'll think that doomday is coming for me. i'm sorry, but seriously. it sounds dumb! HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7451465951608709262?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7451465951608709262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7451465951608709262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7451465951608709262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7451465951608709262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/wa.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7099461154525386833</id><published>2009-09-04T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:08:30.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;im so bored. i got marching to do tomorrow. OMG. gahhh. one full day! thanks alot seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;i need to study.&lt;br /&gt;i have to study.&lt;br /&gt;i want to study.&lt;br /&gt;i think i can't keep up with the standard that i'm suppose to have. and dad is not really pleased with me right now. regardless whether it's the attitude or the studies. perhaps i really haven't been doing well enough to show him. promos 2. that's it. but, HOW? i'm afraid. help me someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you! talk to me. when you see this. if you know who you are, obviously. it's important. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to people marching tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;all the best to people studying tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;all the best to people playing tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;all the best to people who deserves this wish!&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7099461154525386833?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7099461154525386833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7099461154525386833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7099461154525386833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7099461154525386833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6323092686700549893</id><published>2009-09-03T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:40:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for this annoying thing going in my mind. but my life is horrible now. damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6323092686700549893?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6323092686700549893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6323092686700549893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6323092686700549893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6323092686700549893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-for-this-annoying-thing-going-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1722011984516578129</id><published>2009-09-01T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:17:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THAT'S MY TEACHER ON TV!! hahaha. CHANNEL 8. WATCH NOW NOW. oh they spelt our school as Millenium Institute! heheh. my teacher is awesome :) she told us (09B2 chinese class) about her life so yup. HEHE. quite exciting! MY TEACHER LEHHH! er, crying on tv? rare sight. because she's like so strong manxzxz. know how to fight and do many things HEHE. oh and she really didn't lie! it was less than 5 advertisments before the show started again. HAA! hoho. i think i can't sleep tonight. got a bad feeling.so i'm going to ask someone to call me. HAHA. WOO. it's over! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i don't know what i should say. i'm going to blog the other side. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1722011984516578129?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1722011984516578129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1722011984516578129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1722011984516578129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1722011984516578129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-my-teacher-on-tv-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5197777035894865569</id><published>2009-09-01T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:28:43.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh. didn't realise that the previous post was also 1111. HEHE. how exciting. anw. yesterday was. hmm. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, went to school (MI) to celebrate. (sidenote: thank goodness i didn't have to do that dressing up thing. PHEW!) the performance was. awesome? just when it ended, i flew! down the stairs and went with sohail, annelise and adela to school (DSS) in a cab. then on the way there, i suddenly thought of akram! and then my sister called and told me akram was waiting at the busstop. HAHA. immediately, i told the driver to go one round and back to the school (MI) busstop to pick him up. both school can be reached in just one round you know. it's like seperated by only the forest. so if you want to go to dunearn just run through the forest and you'll reach. how exciting. then after that chilled around in DSS. kind of boring though. AND IT IS SO HUMID THERE. omg -.- felt like taking out my uniform! although i'm like back in Dunearn every other week, i feel so lost there yesterday. used to be there sitting in the hall watching the performance. now standing at the back. the atmosphere was not there already. don't know why. and the kids there have become more daring. the performance hasn't even ended and they were walking out already. nonsense. HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;after Dunearn, went with MI darlings, sylvia, fadzly and shawn. caught band slam. awesome! moi heartxzz melt for vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHJhR1fQZBQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHJhR1fQZBQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i was kidding, it didn't melt. haha. make my heart melt? try harder! unless you xzxxzxzxz. maybe. HAHA. there's like a cut on my hand -.- k that was extremely random. oh! ytd als. kept bumping into saiful and co. OUR TELEPATHY IS TOO STRONG SAIFUL! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to meet doris later. so. see you guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;zai-jian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5197777035894865569?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5197777035894865569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5197777035894865569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5197777035894865569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5197777035894865569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3933741035974626933</id><published>2009-08-30T11:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:20:21.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>400th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's ok, but not just there yet -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3933741035974626933?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3933741035974626933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3933741035974626933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3933741035974626933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3933741035974626933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/400th.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7566530705511262617</id><published>2009-08-28T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:11:26.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S 11:11PM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7566530705511262617?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7566530705511262617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7566530705511262617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7566530705511262617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7566530705511262617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-1111pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8212492224450245593</id><published>2009-08-28T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:09:37.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpfzAaLiB2I/AAAAAAAABEw/MKI0ZXpFK38/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090515_255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375031868643215202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpfzAaLiB2I/AAAAAAAABEw/MKI0ZXpFK38/s320/Snapshot_20090515_255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Spfy_7XPInI/AAAAAAAABEo/ok5l9UcczS0/s1600-h/5071_1069676193347_1569388549_30172527_2632290_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375031860370809458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Spfy_7XPInI/AAAAAAAABEo/ok5l9UcczS0/s320/5071_1069676193347_1569388549_30172527_2632290_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Spfy_ipuDKI/AAAAAAAABEg/bmxoD4MoGQI/s1600-h/5071_1069702754011_1569388549_30172732_1035849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375031853737446562" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Spfy_ipuDKI/AAAAAAAABEg/bmxoD4MoGQI/s320/5071_1069702754011_1569388549_30172732_1035849_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CELINE TAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt; YOU'RE AS OLD AS I AM NOW! HEHE. and it's exactly your 17th birthday now! because it's 11PM! see, i still remember. hehehe. hope you liked the surprise and, sorry about leaving earlier manxzx. hahah! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!&lt;/span&gt; and wish you all the very bestttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MUSTARD.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt; STUDY HARD OKXZXZ :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8212492224450245593?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8212492224450245593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8212492224450245593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8212492224450245593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8212492224450245593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-celine-tan-happy-birthday-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpfzAaLiB2I/AAAAAAAABEw/MKI0ZXpFK38/s72-c/Snapshot_20090515_255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4738771303019217938</id><published>2009-08-26T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:49:24.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI. to youknowwho.&lt;br /&gt;i initially drew this. to make a joke out of it... (but it wasn't really funny was it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpU9EADv65I/AAAAAAAABEY/lE8-NyeDu_8/s1600-h/323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374268869281049490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpU9EADv65I/AAAAAAAABEY/lE8-NyeDu_8/s320/323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since paint is available...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpU9DraH7KI/AAAAAAAABEQ/QjIVJCgO9lQ/s1600-h/333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374268863737752738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpU9DraH7KI/AAAAAAAABEQ/QjIVJCgO9lQ/s320/333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you i can't draw. especially with a laptoppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4738771303019217938?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4738771303019217938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4738771303019217938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4738771303019217938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4738771303019217938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpU9EADv65I/AAAAAAAABEY/lE8-NyeDu_8/s72-c/323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4850002571736365661</id><published>2009-08-25T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:59:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHHAA. hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2zQmmUyI/AAAAAAAABEI/avVLhQ9STD4/s1600-h/untitled56.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373910140873757474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2zQmmUyI/AAAAAAAABEI/avVLhQ9STD4/s320/untitled56.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're just from different schools you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2zGfNOlI/AAAAAAAABEA/HmkroTKmVQA/s1600-h/untitled41.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373910138158398034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2zGfNOlI/AAAAAAAABEA/HmkroTKmVQA/s320/untitled41.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;centre parting! hahaha. THE trend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2ynrXTGI/AAAAAAAABD4/eqmMdLul__Q/s1600-h/untitled25.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373910129887890530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2ynrXTGI/AAAAAAAABD4/eqmMdLul__Q/s320/untitled25.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice right. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2yIfgv2I/AAAAAAAABDw/fah2gtazUkE/s1600-h/untitled64.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373910121516679010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2yIfgv2I/AAAAAAAABDw/fah2gtazUkE/s320/untitled64.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they did the peishi's smile again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2xX0WZ0I/AAAAAAAABDo/5dsOked-AZU/s1600-h/untitled67.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373910108450744130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2xX0WZ0I/AAAAAAAABDo/5dsOked-AZU/s320/untitled67.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. THANKS ALOT GUYS. (for coming to my house again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes i have awesome friends. not denying it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have i ever told you all my favourite sign? it's this one "~" HAHHA! oh, somehow, i think i remember telling some people about it. DID I? oh yes i did. hahaha. just read it again la. you see, this sign has an up and a down, we can use this sign to represent our life. there're full of ups and downs in our life. eh then what uh? know what i'll continue some other time, if i remember. because i just know something, again. danggggg.. bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and, i lost, again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4850002571736365661?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4850002571736365661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4850002571736365661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4850002571736365661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4850002571736365661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahhaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpP2zQmmUyI/AAAAAAAABEI/avVLhQ9STD4/s72-c/untitled56.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1717002251633848317</id><published>2009-08-24T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:42:51.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFxUs58jEI/AAAAAAAABDg/--VRxFiYLVM/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373200430895238210" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFxUs58jEI/AAAAAAAABDg/--VRxFiYLVM/s320/house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if the world was like that? no technology? no anything! only the mountains! and my house being there! wouldn't it be interesting? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFxUYjew6I/AAAAAAAABDY/y5Yxdts7Ef8/s1600-h/awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373200425432302498" style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFxUYjew6I/AAAAAAAABDY/y5Yxdts7Ef8/s320/awesome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the new creature i created. it is called. Vicki. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFte2VVRGI/AAAAAAAABDQ/RAW75IUfGes/s1600-h/wo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196207178204258" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFte2VVRGI/AAAAAAAABDQ/RAW75IUfGes/s320/wo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1717002251633848317?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1717002251633848317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1717002251633848317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1717002251633848317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1717002251633848317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SpFxUs58jEI/AAAAAAAABDg/--VRxFiYLVM/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5591663855599865966</id><published>2009-08-23T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:47:07.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps, that's not how things work for me. oh well. i got to admit, my heart is broken. HAHAH! oh well, if you need me then just come. HAHAH. if you don't then don't come. and i'll still be here. because i won't die that early yet :) have fun with your life! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5591663855599865966?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5591663855599865966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5591663855599865966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5591663855599865966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5591663855599865966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/perhaps-thats-not-how-things-work-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1528452674125320552</id><published>2009-08-23T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:00:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, my birthday's over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1528452674125320552?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1528452674125320552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1528452674125320552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1528452674125320552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1528452674125320552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-my-birthdays-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-971413704435828698</id><published>2009-08-22T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:43:45.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello it's the 22 August and at 11:11pm. i'm posting this. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;right, thank you to everybody who have wished me happy birthday :D it's definitely too long to list. surprisingly, there're many unexpected people who wished me. and those who i expected didn't! HAHHA. how amazing. maybe they forgotten or didn't know. oh well.. it's just a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i felt like crap on this very day. it seemed that nothing was going right. and it's the first time in all my birthdays that i felt like crying because i felt like i was alone. like. ALL ALONE. yeah, it was quite horrible. so i just went to sleep. till about 9+ i woke up and cut the cake. and played DAIDI till about now? then my relatives went home. so now i'm just replying those on facebook who have wished and feeling sleepy again. HMM~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my miniest sister gave me a card. and it was so cute. haha! and my cousin gave me a hug just now. she was so small. HAHAH. ok not small. just ya! ahaha. CHIOHPEIXUAN. YOU OWE ME A CARD. ahhaha. AND MARCUSCHIOH! YOU OWE ME 5BUCKS! FOR LOSING TO ME IN DAIDI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anw. really thanks for the wishes. made my day better :)&lt;br /&gt;and now the day is going to be over in 20 minutes. so i'll just. ya you know. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one word, disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-971413704435828698?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/971413704435828698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=971413704435828698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/971413704435828698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/971413704435828698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-its-22-august-and-at-1111pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7329572684240585269</id><published>2009-08-21T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:26:40.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a weird friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine says (11:06 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i think of you, i think for you.&lt;br /&gt;eu hurt mi.&lt;br /&gt;eu hurt mi til my forehead is bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;eu hurt mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine says (11:24 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i also dont want&lt;br /&gt;i want to spend the day with you&lt;br /&gt;Peishi Swirl says, damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com says (11:25 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what. trying to melt my heart is it?&lt;br /&gt;not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao eh. i miss you la. you miss me too is it? 1111 :D HAHAHA! must be. you! think you're asleep now anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7329572684240585269?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7329572684240585269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7329572684240585269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7329572684240585269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7329572684240585269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-weird-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4888965477639463430</id><published>2009-08-21T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:36:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i as planning on writing about my thoughts when i saw people playing in the park just now.  maybe tonight. after tuition or something. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, greatest thanks to dorcas, fadilla, sha and aaron :D for the short afternoon spent, with the mini cake and the meal :D lurbxzxz euu all! also, wishes from classmates and schoolmates. CANDYTOOK! you also! for calling me after school to wish moiii :D HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post more tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just don't get it. do you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4888965477639463430?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4888965477639463430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4888965477639463430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4888965477639463430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4888965477639463430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4961671943533441954</id><published>2009-08-19T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:24:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. this is a must-read :D hahaha. not forcing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start to tell you what happened today. let me say something. after reading much. I SW**R, those who trust my eyes and my mind. talk to me. you know who you are. I PROMISE. just talk to me! i got things to tell you. like seriously. hmm... and people. learn to trust my mind and my eyes. because i can see things that people can't. HAHAHA. right right? those who ya.. hahaha. you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today has been AWESOME. morning had irp. and mr cheng DON'T WANT TO GIVE ME AN IRP PAPER. I LEFT MY AT HOME! grr. then cannot give me new one? nvm -.- hahhaha. don't waste my time on him. so i just did the questions from dorcas's paper. good student right? I KNOW. hehehe. then had pe. played this game. and i think my class is awesome. haha. we kept quabbling over some lame stuff. then econs. and chinese. and then ht period again. (oh. ps, I THINK I WAS LIKE THE ONLY PERSON IN CLASS WHO SUBMITTED THAT THING LA. everyone was chatting away in class. omg good student, really. haha) photo taking for basketball and PLAY BALL! wooo~ today's training was incredibly fun. i don't know why. we did some retarded drills which made us dizzy and tired. haha! then played match with kerrie, candy and milli after debrief (DAMN FUN! kept teaming up with kerrie. and did many ridiculous stuff, i'll take away the details before it gets too long.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met elaine and qianmei at westmall AND KNOW WHATTT? I GOT TO FINALLY EAT MY FRIED RICEE!! wooooo~ i felt like i was in heaven when i took the first mouth (OK THAT'S WAY TOO EXAGGERATING) haha dorcas tang. i got my fried rice liaoxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qm: eh! my mother damn fierce. i don't dare go home! peishi, can you your house there the playground to hide?&lt;br /&gt;ps: HUH! why your mum scold? then your test how?&lt;br /&gt;qm: i don't know. must let my mum cool down first.&lt;br /&gt;ps: ok! go my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEY. so steady right. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;then i went home with elaine and qianmei. when i walked into my home. I SAW EVERYBODY. then suddenly.... (*plays the happy birthday song) christine, huldah, celine, winnie pop out from my house's staircase. holding on a cake. WALAO. i was like. :O :O :O WHAT THE HECK. hahaha. what a surprise :D shocked and i was at a loss for words. HAHHA. also... i was ANGRY (no i wasn't) with qianmei! BECAUSE SHE LIED TO ME! AND I BELIEVED HER! i feel so gullible now. hmm~ anw. THANKS GUYS. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LUBZXZ EUU ALL ALOT ALOT AND MANY MANY.&lt;/span&gt; hhahahha. and so, that's 1 down. maybe that's the only one. HAHHA. thanks alot okxzxzx. and elaine, qianmei, GO JOIN MEDIACORP LA. so good at acting. THANKS UH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. MR SAIFUL. CHEER UP :D MISS ONG QIANMEI ALSO. ALL SO DOWN. WALAO EH... OH AND BLUE SKY. BEFORE YOU TURN INTO GREY SKY. CHEER UP TOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my friends are awesomexzxzx. regardless where they're from. india, china, japan, america. ANYWHERE. they are awesome! haha. my mum was just saying. you're like such a big shot -.- THEN I WAS LIKE. HMM... ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and greatest apologies to sylvia and shawn. I REALLY DIDN'T SEE YOU ALL AT THE CANTEEN LEHXZXZ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYE. i'm so happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;3 more days! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4961671943533441954?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4961671943533441954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4961671943533441954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4961671943533441954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4961671943533441954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-9099410656804581851</id><published>2009-08-18T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:28:29.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SorHECM_1xI/AAAAAAAABDI/r8kefI0apOA/s1600-h/SNSD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371324377717528338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SorHECM_1xI/AAAAAAAABDI/r8kefI0apOA/s320/SNSD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They might be my new love :) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SorHDhrgy7I/AAAAAAAABDA/ZWhdQRlaaGQ/s1600-h/1813471608_5435b2ac4b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371324368987147186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SorHDhrgy7I/AAAAAAAABDA/ZWhdQRlaaGQ/s320/1813471608_5435b2ac4b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, they're still the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA! the truth is, i onlyknow one song from the above band. HAHHA. but they're awesome laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was very boring today. i was feeling so lonely la.dorcas and fadilla didn't come. fadilla only came in the afternoon. thank goodness there were still my classmates. went to buy stuff after school. and i'm home now.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just realised that my birthday is coming, after opening up my diary :D HAHAH! no kidding. oh well, maybe this year is nothing. HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got training againxzxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-9099410656804581851?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/9099410656804581851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=9099410656804581851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9099410656804581851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9099410656804581851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-might-be-my-new-love-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SorHECM_1xI/AAAAAAAABDI/r8kefI0apOA/s72-c/SNSD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-802408378017591743</id><published>2009-08-17T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:55:34.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Maybe i just want to look at things not so clearly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-802408378017591743?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/802408378017591743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=802408378017591743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/802408378017591743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/802408378017591743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-i-just-want-to-look-at-things-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8994090806937086966</id><published>2009-08-16T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:14:40.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. hello. today is such a tiring day. rushing to and fro. morning went for expt meeting, knew many things. had to plan sec 1 orientation. come up with more stuff. afternoon, went down to lavender for footdrills section. felt so accomplished :) left in the evening and headed down to cck to meet my dearest peeps. had to leave early. so sorry guys :( let the pictures do the talking manxzxz. they're the awesome-st people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sobxn-Q_eqI/AAAAAAAABC4/ifl3LecCMX8/s1600-h/peishi+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370245274717354658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sobxn-Q_eqI/AAAAAAAABC4/ifl3LecCMX8/s320/peishi+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they did the peishi smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobxniPgydI/AAAAAAAABCw/-EAc8-sBJoY/s1600-h/zijian+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370245267194956242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobxniPgydI/AAAAAAAABCw/-EAc8-sBJoY/s320/zijian+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the zijian's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwvsIeh3I/AAAAAAAABCg/o4BRu6VkIsY/s1600-h/first.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370244307777128306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwvsIeh3I/AAAAAAAABCg/o4BRu6VkIsY/s320/first.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a family photo! HAHHAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwvUAjzfI/AAAAAAAABCY/AyQqBxmgdAE/s1600-h/HA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370244301301468658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwvUAjzfI/AAAAAAAABCY/AyQqBxmgdAE/s320/HA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;er. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sobwu9LfdUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/CTQbvdgkwaU/s1600-h/pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370244295173305666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sobwu9LfdUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/CTQbvdgkwaU/s320/pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were acting like _.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwukywZOI/AAAAAAAABCI/f4iBt0suML4/s1600-h/the+winnie%27s+psoe.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370244288627107042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwukywZOI/AAAAAAAABCI/f4iBt0suML4/s320/the+winnie%27s+psoe.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the winnie's pose? HAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwuHh7nkI/AAAAAAAABCA/OYWhnAguE5o/s1600-h/pig+pose.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370244280771911234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SobwuHh7nkI/AAAAAAAABCA/OYWhnAguE5o/s320/pig+pose.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the PIG pose! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there're many more at fb. so check them out. hahaha. oh ya. anyone wants their number? i'll give them to you now! FOR FREE! on my blog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celine: 9*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christine: 9*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine: 8*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huldah: 8*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winnie: 9*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zijian: 9*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you didn't really think i'll give you their numbers did you? HAHHHA. go guess la! maybe after 100 godzilla years then you'll figure it out. and by the time they would have changed their numbers already. HAHAHA! alright anw. i'll tell you more about them another time. 2AM! how exciting! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and my grandma just called me earlier. she said everyone's coming over to my home next week because it's my birthday. then i was like. HUH? haha. okok. the convo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grands: next week everyone's going to your house to celebrate! (in chinese)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: orh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grands: ya. so it won't be so troublesome.. next week they can help you celebrate also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: celebrate what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grands: your birthday what! you forgot next week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: huh? oh ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grands: you forget already? so next week everyone's coming ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: orh. ok! bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHHA! woo. so exciting! it's coming coming comingggg. and i kind of forgot about it. hmm.. whatever la. i don't know what else to type anymore. so see you guys around. byexzxzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm disappointed in you. shall not bother anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8994090806937086966?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8994090806937086966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8994090806937086966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8994090806937086966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8994090806937086966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sobxn-Q_eqI/AAAAAAAABC4/ifl3LecCMX8/s72-c/peishi+pose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2074410920409200734</id><published>2009-08-14T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:17:32.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ho people. i'm feeling really bad today. like deep down in my heart. grrxzxz. oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went to school. dorcas didn't come. had chinese class and gp class. haa. during break went to ohub to complete the project. and cheryl saiful and i were like cursing much more than doing the project. simply because the computer wasn't working with us. it keeps giving us error reports. annoying thing. after school, assembly. hung around. and headed over to town. was suppose to watch a movie but we were ALL late. oh there was fadilla, dorcas, yenping, rachel and her 2 nieces. oh ya, wenxi and her friend was there for a while too. it was like a babysitting day and the kids were like so fortunate. when they want to get carried, they'll get it. HAHA. omg mind you, they're heavy. your muscles can jsut ache like crazy man. and yes, now my arms are aching. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another busy day tmr. meeting in the morning and in the afternoon i've got some otc thing. to march and all that. OH NO. FOOTDRILLS :( ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm still feeling so sulky. oh man. whatever. going to sleep. goodnightxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just really want to be who i really want to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2074410920409200734?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2074410920409200734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2074410920409200734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2074410920409200734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2074410920409200734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-ho-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7081036313694173138</id><published>2009-08-14T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:37:23.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh shit. one moment i was still laughing happily at the SNSD stuff. and the next moment, when i realised something was wrong, my mood just went down all the way to hell. oh man. what should i do? i have no idea at all. oh what the heck. someone, help me! stay strong, (the person) you are strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7081036313694173138?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7081036313694173138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7081036313694173138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7081036313694173138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7081036313694173138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3495315939104240080</id><published>2009-08-11T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:26:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to class tomorrow. like finally! people of 09B2! i'm coming back :D HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to write something for this sweden exchange programme thing. the questions were basically asking how we could contribute. and what aspects of Singapore we would want to being there. what aspects we want to learn from Swenden. and what product we intend to sell there. HMM? i was gathering ideas about what to write for the contributions. and i intended to write blog because i have this damnthedumbdash. but then my friends asked. do you blog with maturity? or something like that. then someone else said. NO. immediately. come to think of it. it's true. and i use all these xzxzxzxxzx thing. HAHA. aiya. who cares la. maybe people think i'm childish. which i can't argue to it. because maybe i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really hard to be someone people want you to be. and pressure rises when people expect something from you. like they expect you to say something after they told you something. but if it's a bad day, you won't even want to bother about anything. in order to live to their expectations, you will have to dig your brains out and slog it all out just to answer their questions. are we living to others expectations or for our own expectations. i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at a loss. i just don't know what to do now. help me.&lt;br /&gt;there's training tmr. AWW MAN! grr. alright. have a great day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;and CHEER UP to whoever's down. being sad is not helping at all. turn that frown upside down to make it a smile. a smile a day keeps your unhappiness away :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byexzxzxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3495315939104240080?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3495315939104240080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3495315939104240080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3495315939104240080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3495315939104240080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-class-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-350300847837792255</id><published>2009-08-10T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:07:48.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;She always puts a strong font in front of others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her fragility is only for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to be the one to hold on to her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be the only one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-350300847837792255?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/350300847837792255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=350300847837792255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/350300847837792255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/350300847837792255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-always-puts-strong-font-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3423206577501384806</id><published>2009-08-09T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:42:06.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHHA! to prove my worth! i shall show you the pictures i take. JUST SO AWESOME. with just one camera. HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cM9N9AZI/AAAAAAAABBw/51YZZyy0oss/s1600-h/5768_113728782389_549277389_2162024_4777787_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969921021837714" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cM9N9AZI/AAAAAAAABBw/51YZZyy0oss/s320/5768_113728782389_549277389_2162024_4777787_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIZAH! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cMpv1ZWI/AAAAAAAABBo/mSEdN0zsEns/s1600-h/5768_113728777389_549277389_2162023_8045181_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969915795236194" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cMpv1ZWI/AAAAAAAABBo/mSEdN0zsEns/s320/5768_113728777389_549277389_2162023_8045181_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADILLAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cMcnFqBI/AAAAAAAABBg/zZSP67BIED8/s1600-h/5768_113728772389_549277389_2162022_1248255_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969912268892178" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cMcnFqBI/AAAAAAAABBg/zZSP67BIED8/s320/5768_113728772389_549277389_2162022_1248255_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYLVIA LIEWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cL0EihHI/AAAAAAAABBY/08grG4FV7uY/s1600-h/5768_113728762389_549277389_2162020_3378194_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969901386564722" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cL0EihHI/AAAAAAAABBY/08grG4FV7uY/s320/5768_113728762389_549277389_2162020_3378194_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADILLA SHOULD'VE JUMPED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cLuqG8qI/AAAAAAAABBQ/JvRjfR9VV6w/s1600-h/5768_113728757389_549277389_2162019_738313_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969899933528738" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cLuqG8qI/AAAAAAAABBQ/JvRjfR9VV6w/s320/5768_113728757389_549277389_2162019_738313_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE. SO NICE RIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bkBgJm_I/AAAAAAAABBI/tmxeaRkPiGg/s1600-h/5768_113728752389_549277389_2162018_8125010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969217797266418" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bkBgJm_I/AAAAAAAABBI/tmxeaRkPiGg/s320/5768_113728752389_549277389_2162018_8125010_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME LAAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bjwkcNTI/AAAAAAAABBA/vv51ys4eQU4/s1600-h/5768_113728737389_549277389_2162015_1856069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969213251859762" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bjwkcNTI/AAAAAAAABBA/vv51ys4eQU4/s320/5768_113728737389_549277389_2162015_1856069_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA. SO DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bjb6R38I/AAAAAAAABA4/Ftob5PDIEVU/s1600-h/5768_113728727389_549277389_2162014_6238984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969207706312642" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bjb6R38I/AAAAAAAABA4/Ftob5PDIEVU/s320/5768_113728727389_549277389_2162014_6238984_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN JUST BE SYLVIA'S PHOTOGRAPHER. want notxzxz!? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bjNtiU0I/AAAAAAAABAw/vt47QQPVX0I/s1600-h/5768_113728722389_549277389_2162013_4697619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969203894768450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bjNtiU0I/AAAAAAAABAw/vt47QQPVX0I/s320/5768_113728722389_549277389_2162013_4697619_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bixgLFjI/AAAAAAAABAo/o9RqVwblHx0/s1600-h/5768_113728717389_549277389_2162012_3554449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367969196322526770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7bixgLFjI/AAAAAAAABAo/o9RqVwblHx0/s320/5768_113728717389_549277389_2162012_3554449_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a photoshoot in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7ZmXtUpFI/AAAAAAAABAg/1QT_3dcxi4U/s1600-h/5768_113728707389_549277389_2162011_2123186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967059094578258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7ZmXtUpFI/AAAAAAAABAg/1QT_3dcxi4U/s320/5768_113728707389_549277389_2162011_2123186_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they were too busy thinking of posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7ZmSjkAzI/AAAAAAAABAY/GKWBUHCDsQY/s1600-h/5768_113728702389_549277389_2162010_789097_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967057711465266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7ZmSjkAzI/AAAAAAAABAY/GKWBUHCDsQY/s320/5768_113728702389_549277389_2162010_789097_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA! DORCAS TANGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7ZmIyHyBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/O0HHZiFQ3yE/s1600-h/5768_113728697389_549277389_2162009_304520_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967055088175122" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7ZmIyHyBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/O0HHZiFQ3yE/s320/5768_113728697389_549277389_2162009_304520_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud :D ahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Zl-NcpXI/AAAAAAAABAI/clwRMTEXtaE/s1600-h/5768_113728692389_549277389_2162008_5252697_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967052249998706" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Zl-NcpXI/AAAAAAAABAI/clwRMTEXtaE/s320/5768_113728692389_549277389_2162008_5252697_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEE U WEEEEETTT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Zlt9tPzI/AAAAAAAABAA/3olP8SpFCyk/s1600-h/5768_113728687389_549277389_2162007_1013768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967047889010482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Zlt9tPzI/AAAAAAAABAA/3olP8SpFCyk/s320/5768_113728687389_549277389_2162007_1013768_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! because they were talking and talking. then i just took this pictureee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y51x1XcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ktA3iqgJ7XY/s1600-h/5768_113728682389_549277389_2162006_6497813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966294072450498" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y51x1XcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ktA3iqgJ7XY/s320/5768_113728682389_549277389_2162006_6497813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA SHAWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y5l9lw4I/AAAAAAAAA_w/N2hC5Ws922w/s1600-h/5768_113728677389_549277389_2162005_7023443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966289826792322" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y5l9lw4I/AAAAAAAAA_w/N2hC5Ws922w/s320/5768_113728677389_549277389_2162005_7023443_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y5IDmqQI/AAAAAAAAA_o/iVSEALEcTzU/s1600-h/5768_113728667389_549277389_2162003_4259246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966281798953218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y5IDmqQI/AAAAAAAAA_o/iVSEALEcTzU/s320/5768_113728667389_549277389_2162003_4259246_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROMAN 3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. i shall just save the best for the lastt.HAHAHA! SEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y43fggoI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LVj1vmyXCmM/s1600-h/5768_113728657389_549277389_2162002_7846793_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966277352587906" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7Y43fggoI/AAAAAAAAA_g/LVj1vmyXCmM/s320/5768_113728657389_549277389_2162002_7846793_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like the best picture ever taken. AWESOME RIGHT.. coolioxzxzzxz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all taken by yours truly! hehehe! with sylvia liew kaitong's awesome camera! amazed? hehehe! so, who want to employ me? come la. i charge cheap cheap onexzxzxz! see who you are, maybe no need money k! hahaha! :D aren't you all impressed? hehehe! bet you all are. so, finally pictures on my blog eh! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrightxzzx. i don'tknow what more to post. shall post next time. byexzxzx! hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3423206577501384806?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3423206577501384806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3423206577501384806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3423206577501384806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3423206577501384806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahha-to-prove-my-worth-i-shall-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Sn7cM9N9AZI/AAAAAAAABBw/51YZZyy0oss/s72-c/5768_113728782389_549277389_2162024_4777787_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6003437332637663784</id><published>2009-08-07T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:23:43.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Snw4rMsR3TI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/UkBc81mfdiA/s1600-h/Photo1181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367227170711264562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Snw4rMsR3TI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/UkBc81mfdiA/s320/Photo1181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Snw4q8iJ-oI/AAAAAAAAA_I/PhhV1IlXKPs/s1600-h/5691_1101913070339_1302075286_30299365_3394865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367227166373837442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Snw4q8iJ-oI/AAAAAAAAA_I/PhhV1IlXKPs/s320/5691_1101913070339_1302075286_30299365_3394865_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PINK PINK PINK! hahaha so retarded. and the national day songs are still stuck in my head. hahaa! don't know why siaxzxz. oh no oh no! and i just keep singing and singing non-stop. i'm going crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE YOU GUYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6003437332637663784?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6003437332637663784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6003437332637663784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6003437332637663784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6003437332637663784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/pink-pink-pink-hahaha-so-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Snw4rMsR3TI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/UkBc81mfdiA/s72-c/Photo1181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1978705269580057210</id><published>2009-08-07T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:19:17.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;morning comes around and i, can't wait to see the sunny island.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this glorious greenery, whether rain or shine, it's still beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bright lights shine on the streets at night, guiding me, closer to home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to a place where i'll be, safe and warm, where i belong~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where i belong, where i keep my heart and soul, where dreams come true for us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where we walk together hand in hand, towards a future so bright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where i belong, where i keep my heart and soul where we are one big family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want the whole world to know i want to shout it out loud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that this is where i know i belong!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome shit today! it is like a very random day. and i met so many people in one day. like all scales of life squeezed into one day. and this is a day. where i felt so bad for ditching people. morning, went to school (duh?) then i think everyone was in a good mood today. i had no suspension for the day! awesomeee. then join the class. and i just went crazy. HAHA. i think i went crazy. there was this singing thing which we had to do as a class. so we sang where i belong (please refer to the top) it's so fun! because the whole class were into it. and it was just so, bonded? hahah! the feeling was amazing la. but you're suppose to be into it to be into it. GET IT? ahhaa! nvm -.-&lt;br /&gt;today i saw many people. i saw my dear juniors who completed their parade in Dunearn. i saw Elaine and Celine. and i saw MI people HAHHAHA -.-in conclusion, today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH. and and and! i took sylvia's camera today and i took pictures. SO FUN LA. hahaha! and i take very nice pictures. DON'T BELIEVE? when sylvia upload the pictures then i show you! YOU'LL BE SO JEALOUS! hahahhha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la, anw. some bad stuff happen today also. but i shan't elaborate on it. because it's just not relevant and it'll spoil the atmosphere. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTG BYEBYE. Celine Tan Xiu Lin! please read! DON'T SEE BECAUSE THERE'S A CHUNK OF WORDS THEN YOU DON'T READ UHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1978705269580057210?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1978705269580057210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1978705269580057210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1978705269580057210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1978705269580057210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/morning-comes-around-and-i-cant-wait-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6792725904483693740</id><published>2009-08-06T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:02:42.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people. guess where i am now. yes, i'm in school. and i'm dying of boredom. i declare today as slack day. i'm going to sleep and use the computer. and then later i'll just keep sleeping if this macbook dies. anw. greatest thanks to Mr Aaron Shui for being so generous and lend me this. if not i'll probably just die of boredom here.  omg. i see more people today. i think they didn't feel like signing out yesterday? hahha. MAYBE SO. it's getting warmer and warmer. i think most people serving suspension are smart people. they brought their laptops to play man. so smart. so, shall i declare tomorrow as slack day too? or should i just not come to school. OH YA. some people ask me to wear retro tomorrow. should i? hahhaa. i don't even know what retro is. going to check it out now. shh. oh i know already. grr. i feel so annoyed again. even if i wear tmr. it'll be totally pointless right? i'll still be sitting here and have those dear breaks and no one would look what. besides, everyone will be leaving the school so early. then what? hahha. OH YA, talking about that. then after the whole school leave and celebrate, i'll be like the only one in school :( SO SAD! maybe i shouldn't come to school tmr. come on people. can you all provide some suggestions for me. HAHHA. arghh. so useless. &lt;div&gt;what should i do now? 4 more hours till sign out time. my class end lessons at 325. WHICH IS STILL SO FAR AWAY AS OF NOW. there's no one coming here. and i'm starting to feel tired. i think i should turn the computer off now. the battery is about to die anytime. so yup. update more when i turn it on again later. oh and thank you sylvia liew! for lending my your ipod touch! it saved me for the morning! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEXZXZX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6792725904483693740?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6792725904483693740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6792725904483693740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6792725904483693740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6792725904483693740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4293302894342642810</id><published>2009-08-05T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:17:54.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days of suspension is such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;can't even stand up to take a walk.&lt;br /&gt;been deprived of every right to talk.&lt;br /&gt;wonder when will all of this stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sick and tired of looking at skies.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could just fly.&lt;br /&gt;since this place is OH SO DRY.&lt;br /&gt;it will eventually make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! sorry la. i'm not a literature student. so you can see how awesome my poems can be. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, i thought that the pink and white forms Dunearn gives are just crazy and it is just so ridiculous that such things are even invented! But look at how MI does it now. In Dunearn, if you're late, you get a pink form. and nothing happens. until you get like 5 pink forms or 3? i forgot. then you'll get Detention. Here in MI. once you're late. you go straight for Detention. and if you don't sign out at 6pm at the booth, you'll serve Suspension the next day. then if you're late for more than 5 times, you'll get a week of Suspension. awesome right my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these 2 weeks that my dear mum left the country, i've been so unlucky. i'm not kidding. you see, i was down with a sickness and didn't attend school for a week. and the next week, i got suspension. today, while going through suspension, i went away from the table when it wasn't break time yet. and then guess what i got? an extra day of suspension! just wonderful isn't it?  oh my gosh man. I can just die. it's so dumb when people think that suspension is so fun and you get to skip your lessons and do nothing. it's so annoying when people say that i'm lucky to get suspension. Trust me people, suspension is NOT FUN AT ALL. it's just like going to a jail without the railings. there're designated breaks for you. and you can only go to the toilet every first 5 min of the hour. and i always miss the 5 min. SO I CAN NEVER GO TO THE TOILET -.- grr. MI is just ruining my clean record man. the worst i ever got was detention. now it's suspension. WTF. makes me feel like a bad girl. and it certainly makes me want to rebel more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness there was Annelise and her friend today. if not i'll just die. it's just totally bored there. so now, i'm just wondering what i'm going to do tmr when there's nobody there. sigh. lonely... Eh. if you were in my shoes, i think you'll feel that you're on the verge to cry anytime because it's just so. &lt;a href="mailto:$@#%^#!$"&gt;$@#%^#!$&lt;/a&gt; and right, whenever i walk past my class, i'll see everyone studying as a class. and i'll just feel that. OMG. i'm such a loner. the feeling sucks la. so people, don't try to get suspension. it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out something today. which TOTALLY TURNED ME OFF. like wth. there's this friend of mine. whose home tutor is the discipline head. the person is one who is always late together with a group and i. so obviously, there are certain dates when we are late together. after that, when he got back his report, HIS RECORDS WERE CLEAN. that means, it showed he wasn't late and his conduct was Excellent. LIKE WTH? and the rest of us suffered. with 69/72 for punctuality. omg. so ARGHH. unfair i tell you. and adding on. didn't i say if you don't sign out for detention, you'll get suspension? he didn't sign out yesterday but he didn't have to serve suspension! he said that the teacher "give him face" what the heck la seriously. so unfair manxzxzxzxz. GRR. it's not like i hate the person or whatever la. IT'S JUST UNFAIR TREATMENT. to the whole school! there were like Pre-U 3 people being suspended today just because they didn't sign out for detention. but that person GOT AWAY SCOT-FREE. how's that? WHAT THE HELL SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, greatest thanks to mates like Sylvia, Shawn, Dorcas, Huiting, Fadilla, 09b2 mates for just being there for me. and sdhf who came to the desk to accompany me. also to that nameless person who was so nice to me and bought me sushi and also accompanying me for a long long time. ahaha. thanks. oh yeah, i saw 1111. who miss me uh? k kidding. anw. 3 more days of suspension. just tell me i can do it ya!? maybe i'll splash paint at the teacher's house. or maybe i'll have thoughts of burning the school down. BURN BURN BURN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOTHING BUT PISSED NOW I SWEAR. and i've been pissed ever since i heard the news. CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW I'M FEELING? and some of you still say nevermind. like totally wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to go. see you. in jail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4293302894342642810?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4293302894342642810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4293302894342642810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4293302894342642810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4293302894342642810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/days-of-suspension-is-such-bore.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7860677643886391154</id><published>2009-08-04T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:13:36.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;what if all of this was a mistake?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7860677643886391154?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7860677643886391154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7860677643886391154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7860677643886391154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7860677643886391154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-if-all-of-this-was-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4594453794610472219</id><published>2009-08-04T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:06:04.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. i feel so unlucky today. since the start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out house slightly earlier today! at 725. then i couldn't cross the road in time to take the bus that came. so waited for a while and took the next bus to the interchange. then i boarded 941 at 750! Initially when i boarded the bus, i thought it was fine because the bus is not packed at all. then on the way. the time was still ticking away. and im still not late yet. But anw, in conclusion, even after running for our lives, i was still late. for like a few seconds or so. WA SUAY! then i remembered Miss Lee say that if i late one more time then i get HOME SUSPENSION FOR A WEEK. walao eh! so got to sit during irp and wait for the teacher. she called my dad. and talked to him for so long. so in the end, had to sit outside the staff room to wait. wait so long la. like literally the whole day. so in the end, the final verdict was that my suspension is in school! LIKE WHAT? in school? i rather be at home. no actually i don't want. hahhaa! what a sad thing.. the suspension till next tuesday! and what's worse is on friday is like a slack day and everyone will be having fun. and what i do? sit outside the staff room. like best only. walao eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright anw. there were more happy stuff that happened than the sad stuff. which is just awesome man. found out that my classmates just rock! like every single one of them. i promise. hahaha! and my friends rock too. every single one of them! ahhaha! so if you're my friend. you rock! ya la. just rock la ok HAHAHA! can you sense my happiness now? i think you all can. LOL. i think i'm so hyper active now. just waiting for one more person to come online. i message her liao lehxzxz.and my phone died then after. but till now she haven't come online yet. how? haha. oh, i know why liaoxzz. HAHHA! CHEY.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI MILLICENT! ARE YOU READING THIS?I BET YOU ARE! so do you know what i'm thinking now? hahaha! you said you know what i'm thinking right. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the suspension was a blessing in diguise. i think so manxzxz! and, night studying starting of tmr! RIGHT? ahhaha! yay. so happy. i think school's fun! but the suspension IS NOT. the area is too damn hot! but i completed all my homework there already. so tmr i have nothing else to do. HOW? ahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.i'm really mad now. HELP ME CALM DOWN SOMEBODY! hahaha. oh and should i dressup on friday? i really don't know. i'm like sitting outside the staff room, dress up for what? HAHHA! so comments please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys tmr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4594453794610472219?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4594453794610472219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4594453794610472219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4594453794610472219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4594453794610472219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3478299837032888697</id><published>2009-07-31T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:18:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SnL02MFlQCI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1aBz5ad1Ec0/s1600-h/Walk_the_line_by_PhilipMatthews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364619317946433570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SnL02MFlQCI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1aBz5ad1Ec0/s320/Walk_the_line_by_PhilipMatthews.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;People walk in front or even beside their parents, smiling and talking to them. And I only walk behind you, looking down and around. I wished you would cut my nails again, just like you used to. even if it hurts. I wished you would give the bite-off apple to me now even if i didn't ask. I wished you would not be like that. I will never be good enough. I have no idea what's Friday Nights? Tuesday Nights? or Monday Nights? You don't want to talk to me. Even if you do, you're just asking me some direct questions. Whatever. I don't care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel like a contradicting bum. i'm telling one person to not do this thing. but telling the other to do it. don't know la. whatever. grr..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meeting econs project people at wcp macs tmr! what a nice location. hungry can eat. thristy also can drink. bored can go play the playgrounds. the best is, STRESS CAN GO SHOUT UH! best right the place. i missed a whole week of school. wonder if i have alot to catch up. I THINK SO. mum has been away for a week already. wonder how's she doing over there. hopefully well i guess. i wished the days i were sick, she was here. maybe i would have gotten better earlier. 1 more week! quick okayxxzxzxzx. training on monday. how exciting. lessons resume. oh well.. back to where life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people just come and go in your life. no one really stays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3478299837032888697?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3478299837032888697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3478299837032888697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3478299837032888697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3478299837032888697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/people-walk-in-front-or-even-beside.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SnL02MFlQCI/AAAAAAAAA_A/1aBz5ad1Ec0/s72-c/Walk_the_line_by_PhilipMatthews.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5901968967205474557</id><published>2009-07-30T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:14:48.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Morning People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have regain part of my strength. hehehe. just to post. no la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how's everyone doing? fine i suppose. guess how am i doing? haha! i'm not going to tell you. what i'm going to tell you is.. my back is killing me. haha (random, ignore.) grr. i lost my sense of touch for this. so yeah. HMM.. and i'm still thinking even after staring at these few words for the past 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kno what? i give up. HAHAH! i'll just continue when the feeling is back. SEE YOU :) ahhaha this is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byexxzxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5901968967205474557?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5901968967205474557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5901968967205474557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5901968967205474557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5901968967205474557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-morning-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8874922126268361840</id><published>2009-07-26T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:16:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I close my eyes to bear the pain in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I grip hard on everything i hold on to bear with the cold.&lt;br /&gt;I put my feet close together to keep warmth.&lt;br /&gt;I shuffle my legs to generate heat.&lt;br /&gt;I keep my body parts all to myself so i do not touch anything cold.&lt;br /&gt;I bear with all the chills on my hand and just watch all the hair stand.&lt;br /&gt;I walk in smaller steps because i don't have the strength.&lt;br /&gt;I shrug my shoulders to walk more comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;I don't swing my arms widely to create lesser movement.&lt;br /&gt;I bend down whenever i can just to bear with everything.&lt;br /&gt;I blow air into my hands to keep them warm.&lt;br /&gt;I almost collapsed while walking.&lt;br /&gt;And I tuck myself together because the pain is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;For I am having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mavis, want to cook for me again? hahah! (ps: ding dong! don't jealous ok! it's just a random comment (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and thanks to all those who cared. uncountable man. no it is countable. hahah! namely, OTC Groupmates OSCAR! thanks for caring and touching all over my head. HAHAHA! Lyndia Teow, who offered to send me home but i declined. Ko Tsz Ting, for accompanying all the way and trying to keep my hair down. HAHAH! Chin Yi Chuin, for just caring? haha! Nameless, for being so worried and asking me to drink loads of water or eat or take medicine or wondering what my parents said. Dorcas Tang, for coming up with all the crazy ideas possible. Elaine Tan, for doing your essay and still asking me to drink water. HAHAHA. and Family, who waited for me to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden fever? i don't know. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THANKS TO YOU, the day has been kind of horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8874922126268361840?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8874922126268361840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8874922126268361840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8874922126268361840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8874922126268361840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-close-my-eyes-to-bear-pain-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6541779013461624057</id><published>2009-07-26T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:56:04.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i feel that my throat is getting more hoarse and i feel like i'm going to fall sick anytime? why is everything going wrong today. fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6541779013461624057?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6541779013461624057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6541779013461624057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6541779013461624057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6541779013461624057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-do-i-feel-that-my-throat-is-getting_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4756067598811663092</id><published>2009-07-26T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:55:35.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i feel that my throat is getting more hoarse and i feel like i'm going to fall sick anytime? why is everything going wrong today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4756067598811663092?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4756067598811663092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4756067598811663092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4756067598811663092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4756067598811663092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-do-i-feel-that-my-throat-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-631664195526922888</id><published>2009-07-25T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:46:38.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank goodness for Fitz, Lyndia, Nameless and Tszting. THANK YOU ALL! i would just die if none of you all ever appeared in my life. haha. &lt;br /&gt;Fitz! THANK YOU! for seeing everything i typed. HAHHA! kind of horrible huh..&lt;br /&gt;Lyndia Teow THANK YOU! because you helped me to do all the admin stuff. you know i'm not good at it :) HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;Nameless! for just being there. really. hahha!&lt;br /&gt;Tszting! TELLING ME ALL THE LAST MINUTE EXAM STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT. still have many people to thank. but i'll just do it some other day. got to zoom off to study for the exam tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's leaving for China! BON VOYAGE! TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF :) i'll miss you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for the exam. got to wake damn early for it again. grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-631664195526922888?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/631664195526922888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=631664195526922888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/631664195526922888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/631664195526922888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/thank-goodness-for-fitz-lyndia-nameless.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-8558330840918662483</id><published>2009-07-24T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:31:34.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SmnFrAqY2BI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WOHKR6cH-gI/s1600-h/n740803142_196703_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362034174064121874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SmnFrAqY2BI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WOHKR6cH-gI/s320/n740803142_196703_1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SmnFbzyat2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZB7EJAkkdIg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362033912910100322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SmnFbzyat2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZB7EJAkkdIg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHA! awesomeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-8558330840918662483?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/8558330840918662483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=8558330840918662483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8558330840918662483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/8558330840918662483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/before.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SmnFrAqY2BI/AAAAAAAAA-4/WOHKR6cH-gI/s72-c/n740803142_196703_1276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2935903222722356438</id><published>2009-07-23T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:12:20.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Smh9gWj1N1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/i2Gx1s4pMkk/s1600-h/peishi_screenshot%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361673351149729618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Smh9gWj1N1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/i2Gx1s4pMkk/s320/peishi_screenshot%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA! so retarded. BF7!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2935903222722356438?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2935903222722356438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2935903222722356438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2935903222722356438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2935903222722356438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahhaha-so-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/Smh9gWj1N1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/i2Gx1s4pMkk/s72-c/peishi_screenshot%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1293242602408463208</id><published>2009-07-19T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:26:20.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"once a saint john, always a saint john."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally understand the real meaning of this. there is no way i can ever escape from it. maybe that's why for every activity, i'll be in first aid. damn. HHA. there's no way someone will ever forget about things they've been through. unless they get into a coma or such. makes sense? so yeah, once i become a cadet, and determined to put my fullest attention to it, my memories of being a cadet will never be erased.  people expect something from you. and you have to give that something back to them. hard life huh? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 movies in 2 days. impressive? yeah i know too. HAHA! friday watched my newest gf in the movie, emmawatson! and saturday, obsessed. hot people in the movie again. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. (17/7/2009)&lt;br /&gt;school. lessons. headed to town and watch harry potter! hahaha. many funny things happened in the theatre! right SHA? ahhaha! saw my gf. and that's probably the only thing i'm there for. the movie was very. i don't know. AHHA. can't think of a word. so that's about it huh? yeah guess so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. (18/7/2009)&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the early mornings and headed down to faraway bishan just to do project for otc. ahha! so discussed and bought stuff. went to catch Obsessed at AMK Hub. and it was. INTERESTING. it's nice to watch and is worth watching. go catch it if you can! the theatre was nice to be in as everyone was INTO harry potter and the other movies are affected. so there were only a few of us in that Obsessed theatre. haha. it's nice. headed back to CCK. and made the present for Syaz and headed for downtown east at planet Pasir Ris for her party! reached there in the evenings and had fun there. left in the night and homed at a very late time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;woke up yet again very early to go for Officer Course. hmm. lectures lectures and more lectures. tips for the exam next week. and last parade and fall out! went for dinner with people and then home! it's now 1111, who's missing me? haha! ok random.. yup. then home. showered. helped my mini with her dumb DNT and Art again. and i'm going to fall asleep because i'm half dead? yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Dunearn. like so much. dumbass FooLilin &amp;amp; Co. didn't attend syaz's birthday party. WATCH OUT! hahaha! i miss the lessons we had and the class which every teacher hated to teach and dread to come into! i miss the toilet sessions when we try to put Lilin's or anyone's head into the toilet bowl! i miss walking around as a big group and playing around the corridors. i miss playing with the brooms in class and locking people out of class! HAHAH. oh and the blasting of music from the projector! how amazing. i miss the after school times when we would just sit around the class or the concourse or maybe the canteen. i miss recess times and say "Aunty, wo yao laksa jia san ge tau kee! (laksa with 3 pieces of that crispy thing) and it cost only freaking $1.50! LOL! and recess times when we always stack our bowls high up and seeing who takes the initiative to put back the bowls into the basin.  i miss tucking out my shirt and being messy in school. i miss mr rani telling us that our student leader tie pin will be taken away. HAHA. i miss miss au trying to sweetly talk to the class and then try to send the class for detention or gves the yellow form when she cannot take it anymore. also, mr lai! his funny actions which are just so unforgettable! and yes, we made him pissed till he didn't come for 1 month because of us, he had a relapse? (is it?) i miss calling out to people wherever i walk or people calling out to me. i miss being in the student council because it's fun! i miss having to go for st john. be it as a cadet or as a senior. because it feels so comfortable being there. and it's just weird not having to be there! still getting used to not going there every week. and lastly. I JUST MISS THE WHOLE SCHOOL. hahaha! can't believe i'm saying this because honestly, i used to say... &lt;em&gt;"Dunearn is a horrible school, made a wrong choice.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LASTLY. I WISH TO GIVE MY HEARTFELT CONGRATS TO MY DEAREST JUNIORS! they got the 3rd placing for the first aid quiz! WOOOOOOOOOO! congratulations and celebrations!!! yeah!! you did us proud :) oh and the juniors are namely.. huiping, winnie, sophia, guanteck and yuehong! GOOD JOB GUYS!&lt;/span&gt; (oh ya. your treat. hahaha! ask me for it someday..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wished for a better place to live in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1293242602408463208?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1293242602408463208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1293242602408463208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1293242602408463208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1293242602408463208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-saint-john-always-saint-john.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1098650628344473436</id><published>2009-07-19T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:32:31.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i wished i got into an accident. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when i wake up, i hope you're the one there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1098650628344473436?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1098650628344473436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1098650628344473436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1098650628344473436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1098650628344473436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wished-i-got-into-accident.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3192715544478432240</id><published>2009-07-16T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:43:37.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait. before i type. i shall try to recall what i did for the day. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright got it. 1111 :) who's missing me uh!&lt;br /&gt;Morning went to school. (duh?) late by a few seconds. being stopped by masked people! HAHA. and had to scan cards. but it's not considered as late! woo! classes begun.. had 3 long breaks. and i finished reading my story book! HAHAHA! so proud of myself. then more classes. and went to westmall. called oldest up. and she ask me to go pick miniest to go to tuition then go macs to study. WALAO EH! anw did it still. and then after her tuition. went for dinner at the coffee shop. then homed. HAHA. funny things happened. and it was real funny. but i'mnot suppose to post it in case i get killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be a fun day. short day in school and fun right after that! YOOHOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more books to read. and more lessons coming. just look forward ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SLEEP EARLY.! byexzzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just the way you look tonight, make me speechless and wanting more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3192715544478432240?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3192715544478432240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3192715544478432240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3192715544478432240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3192715544478432240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7242738825637290859</id><published>2009-07-15T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:04:20.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heard that the student leaders in Dunearn had their investiture today. yeah. glad that most of the "Lee Kuan Yew"s succeeded in being a SL. one of them even made it to the top few posts. except for some.. but still, ROCK ON! during the investiture there wasn't audience!? because of H1N1. ahhaha! like wth? then i imagined how they would walk up the stage like i used to with no one looking at them. HOW CAREFREE. walao eh.! no pressure or anything. because no one's looking. if you wore you blazer upside down, your stockings tear, you had a bad hair day, also no one will know. shiok sia.. grr. if it was during my year then ultimate coolness! just went to MILink to vote for stuff. and saw that we're suppose to nominate people to become our SLs. hahaha! so cool uh!? i thought all is teachers choose man. just like how secondary school is like. looks like things have changed. still have to ask people to vote for you and all that. WA. attend campaigns. hmmm. how amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. went to school. attend dance, econs and chinese lessons. then went for badminton. then to a secret public place where i waited for my mum's green light to go to her office. and played UNO with sylvia, fadzly and shawn. after one game. i just laid down there and fell asleep! HAHA. when i woke up! IT WAS ALREADY 640pm.HAHA. so late already la! we all slept at that place! lying down on the floor. omg. should anyone walk past. HAHA. they must be thinking that we are lost kids with no home! chiong home immediately. everyone was half dead! just hilariouss. so home now! AND I'M FINISHING ANOTHER BOOK! so exciting. going to read another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI RAHIMI! if you're reading this! HAHAHA! i know your crush! and i believe the whole Dunearn knows too. hehehe! don't paiseh! must express your love! HAHHAHA. fooooonyyyyy! oh and congrats on being a SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm so tired now. and i'm going to bathe and sleep. BYEBYEBYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;once i'm done, i'll leave this place, not leaving any trace behind and be gone forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7242738825637290859?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7242738825637290859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7242738825637290859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7242738825637290859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7242738825637290859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/heard-that-student-leaders-in-dunearn.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-5726229194908966565</id><published>2009-07-14T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:32:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second day of school.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable i must say. could see clearly today. HAHA. classes were SO-SO. gp was just so "lively"! because of the teacher! she's like some bubbly person who speaks so quickly and with much enthusiasm!&lt;br /&gt;after school headed down to beloved westmall. HAHA. went to popular and got books. i bought a book! hehehe. so surprising!&lt;br /&gt;and i got Sylvia to read a advertisement about S.H.E for me. because i don't know how to read. HAHA. they got a new book! and if preorder, there'll be a CD! i wantttttttttttt! :D who's kind enough to buy for me? hmm.don't think there's any though.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i'm broke. sylvia's broke. fadzly's broke and shawn's broke. we're all broke! and we're deciding to bring a lunchbox to school with bread and nutella as the filling! hahaha. yes guys, i heard what you all said even though i didn't respond to you all.&lt;br /&gt;home and saw stuff and learnt many new things! and i saw beautiful people today, on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye sexies! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i'm stuck here all alone. just gazing at the plain ceiling. wondering what i should do next.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-5726229194908966565?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/5726229194908966565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=5726229194908966565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5726229194908966565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/5726229194908966565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-3753128528526992442</id><published>2009-07-13T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:11:46.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school. went into the compound like any other day. it felt as though it was back to square 1. many changes due to H1N1. like seating plans and teachers. couldn't hardly see anything because my spectacles broke first thing in the morning. HAHA. so yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so proud of myself. because i finished reading a book in 2 hours ytd. and i'm reading another book today. almost reaching the half-mark! GO GO GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm so bored. so i'm going up already. BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-3753128528526992442?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/3753128528526992442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=3753128528526992442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3753128528526992442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/3753128528526992442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1078609983729522795</id><published>2009-07-12T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:45:40.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school tomorrow. doesn't feel like it.. am not feeling good at all. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner. a random note was made to head down to town. and off we went. reached at 8pm.walked around. and home! reached at about 10pm. watching tv. going to sleep soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. have fun in school tmr! see you guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1078609983729522795?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1078609983729522795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1078609983729522795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1078609983729522795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1078609983729522795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6607995702050231498</id><published>2009-07-12T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:05:44.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello good afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sitting at the dining hall, wondering what i could do in this house. hmm. there's nothing nice to do manxxz. AHHA! and i'm not suppose to be using this computer or the television. hmm. feels like it's exams again. except without the studying. anw. sisters are doing their work. it's such a bore. miniest asking me about chinese. which i obviously can't answer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miniest: know how to write zhong2tong2 (president)?&lt;br /&gt;i: HUH?! i don't know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! loser man. i'm still hiding my mini sister's book under my arm. she's been trying to take her book back. but later laa. just praying that they don't ask anymore questions that i am unable to answer.. AHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miniest: how to write hu2die2 (butterfly) then?&lt;br /&gt;i: i KNOW I KNOW. come come i help you. AHHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my. i feel like a loser. i only know how to write simple words. haha. forget it..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had been a fun day. had meeting in the morning at dear Dunearn. then headed over to IMM with belle and met up with qianmei and mavis to talk about life. had lunch then we headed over to ahmei's house to play ball. been long since i played. so started to play. then belle and mavis had to go. so qm and i continued to play. slowly. it started to drizzle. HAHA! and then here comes the rain! WOO. we played in the rain! and my shoes were SOAKING WET. so were my white shirt and berms. yes, we were so crazy that we played under the heavy rain like some depressed person. yes and i think we're both falling sick. HAHA! then went up to her home to clean up and play XBOX. damn fun! we were screaming and shouting as if the players in the game were our players HAHA. i'm going back one day to play! or who wants to buy me one? :D kidding. then went to grandma's house after that. watched tv, played with cousins and home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning. up and did nothing but look around aimlessly. found a book. and i'm going to start and try to read. i will succeed :) grr. my miniest just threw paper balls at me. it means that i'm going to have to take revenge and go off from here. alright. have a good day people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaizxzxzxz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6607995702050231498?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6607995702050231498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6607995702050231498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6607995702050231498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6607995702050231498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-good-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-6979538380320317252</id><published>2009-07-09T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:50:22.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SlWNuaqFdUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sINdhjmNYn8/s1600-h/emma.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356343160396412226" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SlWNuaqFdUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sINdhjmNYn8/s320/emma.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another amazing MJ. haha. Michael Jordan. he's amazing! all his basketball shots and dunks are just AWESOME. haha. this is random. i was just watching online about him. so yup. just so exciting and all. haha. go watch if you want to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on another random note. i think cheerleaders are hot. HAHA. yes winnie, if you're looking at this, you're included. :)&lt;br /&gt;anw. i'm like watching Enchanted on video. and it's like so funny! it's just like a fairytale come true. with all those evil witches and princeses. insanely retarded. HAHHAA. imagine what appears in dreams come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training's cancelled on monday! yay-ness. been raining for the past few daysss.. and i think that i'm going to be sick. collapsing soon! haha. the only thing that can catch me is my bed! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. see you :)&lt;br /&gt;another catch.&lt;br /&gt;the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;adventureland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more mi mart stuff. geez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-6979538380320317252?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/6979538380320317252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=6979538380320317252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6979538380320317252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/6979538380320317252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-amazing-mj.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AZn0gJHUKok/SlWNuaqFdUI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/sINdhjmNYn8/s72-c/emma.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-4449733251480444016</id><published>2009-07-07T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:25:12.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from the tour in Singapore. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to South Bridge Road with groupmates. then toured there. went to my house (Chinatown) and walked around those beads shops. my gosh. the beads are driving me crazy. they make me dizzy and blind. HAHAH. yeah. toured there and bought those ropes and beads. then headed down to dhoby ghaut to see SPOTLIGHT. and all the things were above budget. so bought nothing. headed down to clementi to get paper. bought like alot. and stuff everything in my bag. DAMN HEAVY. i could just fall down. not damn heavy la. just, heavy. yeah. back home. and helped peixuan with her art again. HAHA. it's not nice. too bad. i didn't know what to draw okk. yeahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still up now. at 3:43am. HAHA. watching stuff online. it's the Michael Jackson Memorial thing. walao. it's like everything that's said can just moved people to tears manxzxzx. his daughter, Paris Jackson closed the final tribute and had such a great great impact on everyone present or anyone watching. like seriously..! just awesome all those tributes and everything. amazing.. THERE'S LIKE SO MANY HUMAN BEINGS AT THAT PLACE. it's filled like some concert kind of thing. this whole thing was more of like a celebration of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will never be another Michael Jackson. and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see la fitz! haha! luckily you didn't stay up and watch the whole thing. if not your lit exam uhh. filled with tributes and everything. HAHHA. oh and it hasn't end yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. it's done. at 4am. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps are coming over tomorrow. going to be stuff making day. my gosh. so exciting -.-&lt;br /&gt;alright. looking forward to later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see youu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-4449733251480444016?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/4449733251480444016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=4449733251480444016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4449733251480444016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/4449733251480444016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-from-tour-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-1628051311466783916</id><published>2009-07-06T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:48:53.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Aliens. I'm back from Riltz Carlton 1221. missed me? HAHA! bet you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (4/7/2009)&lt;br /&gt;Morning woke up at 5:20am to go for work. like WHAT THE HECKK. then went to marina barrage for the job. sat there till 1pm. headed down to ikea for MI Mart meeting. settled quite a number of stuff. so more meetings for it next week. came home in the evening. was almost zonked out then. relatives were over at my place. cousins were at basketball court. wanted to head over to play. my dad didn't allow :( whatever. so stayed at home and started to make the scrap book. came out not bad. slept at around 1115. the moment i lied on the bed, i KO-ed! haha. yeahh.. i think i was that exhausted. manxzxz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (5/7/2009)&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up early in the morning again for Officer Course. boring. lectures all the way till about 5:40pm. then went over to marina square for dinner with the oscars. while actually only some of us. HAHA. then met with my family. haha! headed over to riltz carlton hotel. everything there surprised me. like the room, the bathroom, the pool, the scenery. EVERYTHING. ahhaha! it's very very nice :D and the beds are very very comfortable. who want to go and sleep with me again? just to see how comfortable the bed is laaa. not any other way. -.- but if you want. HAHA. :D yeah. slept right after i hid under the blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! (6/7/2009)&lt;br /&gt;Woke up very late! at 1140am. HAHA. it was time to check out. but it was too late. so asked for extension to check out. went for a swim and then checked out! headed to a place to eat and walked around at isetan. so back home now. it's SLACKING TIME!! exams are over. i mean for me. for those who haven't. YOU CAN DO IT! GO GO GO!! it's a while more only! HAHAHA. just bear with it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so these are reasons why i haven't been updating uhh.. HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading over to clarke quay tomorrow for the stock purchasing. hope it'll be okay! hm. that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a dream last night, and it's still fresh in my mind. all the people in my dream are unexpected. like seriously. there was like a combination of Dunearn people and MI people. so it's like all of them came together and we were doing something. ahh. anw, the story about the dream is just fascinating. grr. tell you sometime. if i want to. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures for the hotel stay up on facebook soon. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and oh shit. training resumes on Monday. after 2 whole months without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byexzxzzzx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-1628051311466783916?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/1628051311466783916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=1628051311466783916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1628051311466783916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/1628051311466783916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-aliens.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-2308891308100393798</id><published>2009-07-03T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:47:41.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you, to forget about everything that has happened, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. today was good. accounting was a little bad. am now watching tv. this dumb show. everybody's like dying in the show la. keep dying and dying. HAHAH. then all the women scream like mad in the show. walao eh. non-stop. sighxxxzx. alright. it's going to be over in 20 minutes. shit. i feel kind of spoiler. because everyone's so serious watching the show. and i'm laughing. HHAHA. and the woman is going crazy. she's having mental disorder already. and the stupid husband. what the heck. ask him go die la. so annoying. and bastard-y. ARGHH. guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. realised something new about people. it's gross. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job tomorrow. then off to ikea for more work for mi mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-2308891308100393798?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/2308891308100393798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=2308891308100393798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2308891308100393798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/2308891308100393798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-9072653812374851220</id><published>2009-07-02T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:56:05.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what i want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;i'd let her say first&lt;br /&gt;from now, you can only guess&lt;br /&gt;you're crying because you're happy&lt;br /&gt;what i want to give you&lt;br /&gt;she gave it to you first&lt;br /&gt;from now, i can only echo&lt;br /&gt;loneliness and love has always been hard to divide&lt;br /&gt;i wish you are my protecting colour&lt;br /&gt;concentrating to play the part of being your friend&lt;br /&gt;from the moment you two embraced&lt;br /&gt;my heart splits into two&lt;br /&gt;i deceived you that you're my protecting colour&lt;br /&gt;willing to be the weakest of love&lt;br /&gt;if true love doesn't die, it can escape too far away&lt;br /&gt;waiting is my job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one understands&lt;br /&gt;so i choose to separate from this world&lt;br /&gt;a little tired&lt;br /&gt;an already broken faith&lt;br /&gt;crazy pictures stopping in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;that understanding is further and further&lt;br /&gt;we meet to investigate the world&lt;br /&gt;i proceed forward alone&lt;br /&gt;to wander in the crowded past&lt;br /&gt;reviewing the black and white empty summer page by page&lt;br /&gt;sitting intently at the lively roadside&lt;br /&gt;the beer didn't become sweet&lt;br /&gt;but missing the foolish but serious wish&lt;br /&gt;i wander at the edge of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;remembering when we freely laughed at the bright blue skies&lt;br /&gt;listening to the familiar music&lt;br /&gt;only leave the chords&lt;br /&gt;hoping time will return to the day we misunderstood each other&lt;br /&gt;to have a chance to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's what in my heart. don't bother. just leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-9072653812374851220?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/9072653812374851220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=9072653812374851220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9072653812374851220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/9072653812374851220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-want-to-tell-you-id-let-her-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26138801.post-7302724079261561105</id><published>2009-07-02T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:36:34.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Evening! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day at home today. i watched a drama. and it was about a "all-rejects" class. and the only source of inspiration for them is a pretty teacher. and what the heck. if our classes had teachers who are as hot as that one. won't life in school be more interesting? HAHA. omg, i'm sounding like a cheekopek. HAHA! but i'm not. won't it be nice to have such a wonderful teacher to teach in lessons. rather than those boring, flat-hair kind of teacher to come teach. okok, enough of sexy teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my old sister came home from her exams just now. and she bought a cup of bubble tea and some donuts. and there was only 1 cup. so we all had to share. HAHA. i took the whole cup and drank it myself. my old sister wanted to drink but i didn't let her. so she chased me around the house and fought with me for it. IT WAS SO FUNNY! because she never succeeded. then, i took the opportunity of her not spotting me to hide in the closet. my old sister as well as my mini sister was searching around the house for me. HAHA. little that they know i'm in the closet. so i let out a yell form the closet and caught my sister's attention. she walked into the home and opened the closet. HAHHA! i scared her and i should have brought a video camera with me because it was so damn funny! HAHHAHA! should have seen the look on her face. PRICELESS. ahhhahahha! ok i'm being a meanie. :D but it's fun la! HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, can anyone buy me more donuts? HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays, Accounting tomorrow. then going to have fun! WEE~ who wants to come? heehee.&lt;br /&gt;alright. one full week of holidays next week. so date me out people. some days are taken already. so you missed your chance :D alright. study hard to those who are still having exams. you can still date me out after your exams! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byezxzxzx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26138801-7302724079261561105?l=damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/feeds/7302724079261561105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26138801&amp;postID=7302724079261561105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7302724079261561105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26138801/posts/default/7302724079261561105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damnthedumbdash.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-evening-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Peishi (David)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673813663876188868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
