<?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-19921431</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:39:38.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running After You</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921431.post-6426524470977629748</id><published>2008-03-18T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:59:35.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>About Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. real name:&lt;br /&gt;Lim Jian Liang Karl Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. like it:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. single or taken:&lt;br /&gt;Taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. male or female:&lt;br /&gt;Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. age:&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. lucky number:&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. eye color:&lt;br /&gt;Brown-Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. hair color:&lt;br /&gt;Brown-Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. long or short:&lt;br /&gt;Considered short to many, but long to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. marital status:&lt;br /&gt;Engaged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. are you a health freak:&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. height:&lt;br /&gt;178cm at last count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. do you have a crush on someone:&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. do you like yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. piercings:&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. tattoos:&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. righty or lefty:&lt;br /&gt;Lefty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. fav color:&lt;br /&gt;Orange, green and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. least fav color:&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to type the 1st thing that&lt;br /&gt;comes to mind whenever you hear these&lt;br /&gt;35 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t think and go back and change&lt;br /&gt;your answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIP: Erase all of the other persons'&lt;br /&gt;anwers first. That way u can think in&lt;br /&gt;blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beer: Singha and Chang both are so bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. McDonalds: I wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Relationships: Me and Darling tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Purple: darling's fav. color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Power Rangers: What everyone of my age used to watch when young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Weed: Plants which makes other plants look ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Steroids : Things sportspeople take because they wanna get caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cartoons: Shows that my baby sister watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The President: Current Presidential Election in the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tupperware: Bits of plastic that are used to contain food and fills up the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Florida: My home state and home state to the Walt Disney World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Santa Claus: There are a total of at least 7 at the Walt Disney World on any one given night near to christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Halloween : Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party and my first Halloween last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Alice: Who???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Grammar: Something that irritated us when we were a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: Myspace: the predecessor to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Clowns: Big Red Nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Marriage: Me, Darling, Cinderella's Castle, Cinderella's Pumpkin Carriage and a Wonderful Disney Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Paris: Julien, Johanna, Milie. I Miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Pussy: All guys know what comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Redheads: Nice hair color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Blondes: Are cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Pass the: ball???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. One night stand: Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Donald Trump: Apprentice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Neverland: Home to Peter Pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Dixie: Chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Vanilla ice cream: My Favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Hooters: Those uniforms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. High school musical: Pretty Vanessa Hudgens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Pajamas: The ones darling wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Woody: Buzz Lightyear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Wet Socks: Disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Love: Me and Darling Forever.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6426524470977629748?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6426524470977629748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6426524470977629748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6426524470977629748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6426524470977629748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2008/03/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6522576659860934817</id><published>2007-11-27T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:44:39.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World, Working!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, i've been here for coming 3 months now, and i'm so happy where i am that i so do not want to leave come Jan 11... So many of the people at MSE where i work all ask me to extend my program, but two things is stopping me from doing so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The biggest thing is that i'm on a visa and it expires Jan 11, and it is technically impossible to extend that visa, hence i cannot extend my program.&lt;br /&gt;2. All the CP/ICP that i love working with are mostly leaving on Jan 4th or Jan 11th, which means alot is going to change down at MSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guest are starting to amuse me with all the dumb stuffs they do at Disney... Here are the top favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Speaking to me in a language that i have already indicated millions of times and trying to tell them million of times that i dun speak that language. The best part is that i can tell them "No Hablo Espanol" which means i don't speak spanish and they still blabber on in spanish.&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!! Its not as if i could magically speak or understand spanish in like 30 sec or shorter than that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This has happened many a times esp. when i'm working at a cart. A guest would come up to me when i'm at the register, and tell me, i wanna pay for that, pointing in the direction of the crowd. Apparently, that guest's kid or kids ran off after they got whatever they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!! How can i tell which one is your kid or tell what did it ran off with???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Something like the No.2, this time, the whole family is by the cart, however, only the dad or the mum is standing by the register. And they always go: "I would like to pay."&lt;br /&gt;One question. What is it you guys are paying for??? You don't bring the stuffs to me or even tell me what you guys got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A continuation of No. 3. This is the most classic example of what many guest loves to do! Like No. 3, the guest and family is by the cart, the dad and mum is standing by the register. Guest goes: " I got one "something", another "something" and lastly "this". How much?"&lt;br /&gt;Let me see, what should i reply??? $100 or $1000. I can't magically calculate the price or scan it into the cash register if you do not bring the product to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Something similar to No. 4. However, this time is regarding the price of a product before purchasing. A guest would come up to you and ask, "How much?" while holding on or pointing to a particular product. What do you want my reply to be? "$100 or $1000?" Price tags are always on almost everything we sell, just check the bloody tag!!! And one more thing, we have like a million products of different pricing, if i can remember all of them, i won't be working for Disney already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not all, but is what most of them do while purchasing something or involves products that we sell.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we (cast members) just wonder if Disney is so magical that they can make everyone dumb. In fact, most of these are done by adults. For example, i had a kid today who took down the product, checked the tags to see the price and then came up to me and ask me if i could check him out while handing the product to me. And many a times, kids always check the product tags for the price before paying. WHY CAN'T ADULTS DO THE SAME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6522576659860934817?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6522576659860934817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6522576659860934817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6522576659860934817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6522576659860934817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/11/world-working.html' title='The World, Working!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3036982898797381314</id><published>2007-11-08T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:16:36.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed...</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to be nicer to you, but some things that you do seriously pisses me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Street East had a party/gathering today after work. We all had a party in the tomorrowland arcade. No regrets that i went because i had so much fun with the rest of my fellow cast members. Only regret is that i didn't go to Buffalo Wild Wings with them to party later on. I should join them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabiana's last day today, she's going back to brazil tomorrow. I'm sad cause i'm so going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning a trip to europe once i'm done with my NS, going to visit all my friends from the programme. So far i have scotland, england and france covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone totally spoilt my mood for today. It would be so much better if she had not done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see the point why would someone bother telling me that one is falling sick if one wanted to do everything possible to seriously fall sick. And the worst thing is that particular person told me one had tons of things to do, but one is still going party and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to write about it anymore, my mood has been seriously spoilt recently and writing it is making it so much more worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just go slit my wrist now, it'll feel so much more better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i don't wish to care anymore, there's no use in caring if you don't care about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Tampa Beach tomorrow, but i won't be happy because my mood is seriously spoilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3036982898797381314?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3036982898797381314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3036982898797381314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3036982898797381314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3036982898797381314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/11/pissed.html' title='Pissed...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3336300346931326322</id><published>2007-10-13T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:43:17.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from disney</title><content type='html'>So i've been at Disney for a month, i know i should be constantly updating this blog but i only get to use the computer like once a week and those times i'm completing up my assignments... Been busy working and enjoying life, or rather, trying very hard to...&lt;br /&gt;Been closing this whole week which is kinda strange because i normally get morning shifts... Well, its back to morning shifts next week... Have a full week of morning shifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been feeling very neglected these few days... Its like everyone is neglecting me, people here in the states with me and people back home... Its like suddenly, everyone just decided to walk outta my life... And yes, i'm missing my penknife, regret not bringing any over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Somehow, i'm starting to question my decision about something...&lt;br /&gt;Its like what i did has made me lose my original place...&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so different now, so neglected, so forgotten, so unappreciated... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Its just like now, you just fall asleep after doing what you need to do...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just me, maybe i just demand too much...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;Are you available?: No, I’m happily together with someone.&lt;br /&gt;What is your age?: Just turned 19.&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you?: Read the about me portion of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone named Billy?&lt;br /&gt; Nope. But I do know someone who’s name is Bill.&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday? September 15&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?: Jocelyn!!!&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite candy?: Nerds, but technically I hate candy.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?: That night.&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Do you daydream?: Occasionally&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of dog? Golden Retriever or Siberian Husky&lt;br /&gt;What day of the week is it?: Friday in the States, Saturday in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;How do you like your eggs?: Eaten up by me. The proper answer would be sunny side up.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in the emergency room? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Ever pet an elephant?: Yeah, I’ve even sat on one.&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;Do you use fly swatters?: Does those electrical one counts???&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever used a foghorn?: What’s that?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a fan in your room? If its my room in the States, nope, the whole house is air-conditioned the whole day and we dun even pay a single cent for electricity.&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew gum?: Hate it, and not used to it since its banned in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like gummy candies?: I see that almost everyday at work so I’m starting to hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like gory movies?: My favorite movie series is Final Destination. Enough evidence?&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;How are you? Busy. And yeah, its like a greeting here, everyone says that to one another all the time.&lt;br /&gt;What's your height?: 180cm.&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair?: Black with hints of brown.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite ice cream?: Ben and Jerry’s Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. And it cost 3 bucks a tub here. Whole freezer filled with it.&lt;br /&gt;Ever been in an igloo? Nope, not yet. But i'll love to be in one for a try.&lt;br /&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite Jelly Bean?: Many, have you seen the wide variety at the candy store I work in at Disney.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear jewellery?: Occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to kill?: Certain people I won’t mention names.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever flown a kite?: Many a times.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think kangaroos are cute?: I have many cute photos of them from the time i visited Australia.&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;Are you laidback?: Yes, period.&lt;br /&gt;Lions or tigers?: Lions. No stripes for me, prefer the mane.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like black licorice? No. And there’s a black licorice lollipop available at Disney. Ewwww…&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;Favorite movie as a kid?: Parent Trap, The.&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a nickname?: Many. The most common one is Cow or Niu.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite number? 11.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer night or day?: Both, they both feel different.&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;What's your one wish? Not to return to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Are you an only child?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color orange?: YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;What are you most paranoid about?: I guess is cheating on your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;Piercings?: None. But used to have a few ear ones.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone named Penelope? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;Are you quick to judge people?: Nope. I don’t normally do that unless that person offends me at first impression.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Quaker Oats?: Its ok. But their Granola Bars keeps me filled in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;Know anyone that makes quilts?: Yeah. My darling grandma.&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're always right?: Nope, but I’ve always hoped so.&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch reality TV?: Most of the time. Its like dominating air time now.&lt;br /&gt;Reason to cry?: A lot. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer sun or rain? No say in Floridan weather.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite season?: Autumn. Like how it is now, but less of the heat.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the snow? Haven experienced it yet, unless you’re referring to fake ones.&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now? 2.38AM (ET).&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up? 0900 to go to classes.&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone with a unibrow?: HUH???&lt;br /&gt;How many uncles do you have?: Numerous, not in the mood for counting.&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst vegetable? Bittergourd.&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever watch Veggie Tales?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Ever considered being vegan?: No. And its impossible to survive here in the States if you’re a vegan.&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;What's your worst habit?: Pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;Do you like water rides?: You mean Blizzard Beach and Typhoon Lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;Ever been inside a windmill? Yeah. Once.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an x-ray?: Yes. Compulsory for medical check up to enter poly.&lt;br /&gt;Ever used a Xerox machine?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color yellow? Ok ok la.&lt;br /&gt;What year were you born in?: 1988.&lt;br /&gt;Do you yell when you're angry?: Only when I’m really angry.&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the zodiac?: No. And not in horoscopes too.&lt;br /&gt;What's your zodiac sign?: Dragon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3336300346931326322?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3336300346931326322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3336300346931326322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3336300346931326322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3336300346931326322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates-from-disney.html' title='Updates from disney'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3460954794635371036</id><published>2007-09-30T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:40:24.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>I cried the night of my birthday, she knew...&lt;br /&gt;I cried the morning of her birthday, she didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to spoil anything for her, but i just can't help feeling this way... I'm sorry for hanging up the call this way baby, but I'm seriously not in the mood... Just go sleep and everything will be fine when we wake up tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i seriously asking too much after what i've done today??? Maybe i'm seriously am... I know that i'm satisfied just seeing you happy from afar, but why does it feels that i'm seriously lacking something???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mention a thing about what i did today be it before they were done or after they were done because i didn't want you to know how much i've put into this thing... So long seeing you happy from afar is just sufficient for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for everything... Sorry for the mood... And if i made you cry, i'm sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3460954794635371036?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3460954794635371036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3460954794635371036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3460954794635371036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3460954794635371036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3674879228029755093</id><published>2007-09-06T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:35:37.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyworld Finally</title><content type='html'>I know many of you guys have been coming up here and waiting patiently for me to blog ever since i came to Disney, but then i haven found time to blog, or rather, just didn't have the energy to take out my laptop and switch it on and bla bla bla... Only made worst by the fact that i needed to use a wire in the living room to use the internet... But i have wireless in the room now since me and my roommates have bought a router, which gives us wireless throughout our whole apartment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys can just refer to Darling Jessica's blog for updates on what is happening in Disney, link is &lt;a href="http://xuan-iex.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://xuan-iex.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been given my posting and such, would be working as merchandising crew in Magic Kingdom, Main Street USA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing much to say, i've got to get up at 5.30 tmr so i better go rest now... HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3674879228029755093?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3674879228029755093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3674879228029755093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3674879228029755093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3674879228029755093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/09/disneyworld-finally.html' title='Disneyworld Finally'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3799013874417642672</id><published>2007-08-23T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T01:00:57.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Terribly Wrong</title><content type='html'>Feeling so emo all of a sudden, its like i lost all feelings whatsoever... I'm trying to keep myself alive, to keep myself sane, but somehow i keep feeling these feelings... Seriously do not know what is happening to myself... I need my friends, i need the club, i need alcohol, i need myself back for once... I so cannot feel like this... No, its not right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days to the happiest place on earth, but come to think of it, is it the right time to leave now, or is it the best time to leave now??? I'm not too sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly killing myself with poison the same way before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3799013874417642672?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3799013874417642672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3799013874417642672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3799013874417642672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3799013874417642672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/08/somethings-terribly-wrong.html' title='Something&apos;s Terribly Wrong'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3871625898556465806</id><published>2007-08-16T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:10:41.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们的歌, 王力宏</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我们的歌, 王力宏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 10px; line-height: 20px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt; 已经听了一百遍&lt;br /&gt;怎么听都不会倦&lt;br /&gt;从白天唱到黑夜&lt;br /&gt;你一直在身边(一直在身边)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果世界太危险&lt;br /&gt;只有音乐最安全&lt;br /&gt;带着我进梦里面&lt;br /&gt;让各自都实现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论是开心还是难过&lt;br /&gt;我的爱一直不变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不论是hiphop还是摇滚&lt;br /&gt;我的爱一直不变&lt;br /&gt;所有美好回忆记录在里面&lt;br /&gt;这张forever love那么深&lt;br /&gt;我们的歌那么真&lt;br /&gt;不过界跨时代&lt;br /&gt;再不会叫kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;有没有一句能够动人心弦&lt;br /&gt;ye ye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情人总分分合合&lt;br /&gt;可是我们却越爱越深&lt;br /&gt;认识你让我的幸福&lt;br /&gt;如此悦耳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能不能不要记得&lt;br /&gt;继续唱我们的歌&lt;br /&gt;让感动一辈子都记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current favourite song, its by 王力宏 on his new album... Must listen to it at least once a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEM paper was quite OK, judging from the fact that i did know how to answer everything at first hand without having to think hard... Hopefully SM would be the same tomorrow, although i highly doubt so... I'm in a holiday mood currently, only started studying for SM at like 5??? And I'm done with more than half of SM just an hour later... Have to finish up at least today and go through everything once before the paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so looking forward to Disney... So looking forward to after the exam.. .So looking forward to all the play time and the enjoyment and everything... Exams is terribly taking a toil on me, and its made worst when I have 4 potential As/DISTs modules out of 5 papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock now writes 16 days... How fast does 16 days pass, i seriously wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm still so not sane...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3871625898556465806?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3871625898556465806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3871625898556465806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3871625898556465806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3871625898556465806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='我们的歌, 王力宏'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-57104812837749247</id><published>2007-08-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:42:20.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!!! ARGH!!!</title><content type='html'>My last post dates back to July, that was ages ago... Been very busy these few weeks with presentation, reports, tests and catching up, as well as my hobby, bumping around... And now, exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are literally spoiling my mood, i know the clock writes what, 17 days to Disney, but I'm so not appealed or excited for the moment, the exams are killing me now... 5 papers in 2 weeks, 2 killer papers, one tomorrow the other one on Friday... And to make matters worst, i end only on Friday the 24th, which is like the last day of exam week. Thank God exam office didn't give us the night slot for that day, or else i could just kill them all, better still, burn down their office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking to Disney, the 2nd of September when i can finally fly off and hide for 5 months... Even if its the 4pm on the 24th I'm also contented... And yes, I'm counting off the days, striking them off my calender to the day exams finish, the day i leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in no mood for exams since I'm flying off only a week later, its like there's so much to do before i leave but so little time... Have yet to slot in a number of people into my schedule, but its already terribly packed... To the guys and gals that I've left out, I'm so sorry, we'll catch up when I'm back OK???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the people that have been supporting me, keeping me sane during the exam week, wishing me good luck, giving me the hugs and kisses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those having paper, good luck and all the best, we really need it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 238, 0);"&gt;胡思乱想 - K One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt;闭上眼就彷佛回到昨天　手微微出汗的错觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt; 一瞬间我看穿你的笑脸　藏不住的爱期待冒险&lt;br /&gt;纸飞机投 进心里面　只担心你 没有发现&lt;br /&gt;指头绕头发 一圈一圈　写着我的思念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt;现在你是否和我一样&lt;br /&gt;懒懒对天空胡思乱想&lt;br /&gt;装上云朵系上阳光　爱让我们飞翔 Wu~&lt;br /&gt;我猜现在你一定也想&lt;br /&gt;轻轻画我在你的心上&lt;br /&gt;在你心里真重要　分分秒秒　不顾一切去想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt;闭上眼就彷佛回到昨天　手微微出汗的错觉&lt;br /&gt;一瞬间我看穿你的笑脸　藏不住的爱期待冒险&lt;br /&gt;纸飞机投 (纸飞机投) 进心里面 (进心里面)　只担心你 没有发现&lt;br /&gt;指头绕头发 一圈一圈&lt;br /&gt;写着我的思念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt;现在你是否和我一样&lt;br /&gt;懒懒对天空胡思乱想&lt;br /&gt;装上云朵系上阳光　爱让我们飞翔 Wu~&lt;br /&gt;我猜现在你一定也想&lt;br /&gt;轻轻画我在你的心上 Woo~&lt;br /&gt;在你心里真重要　分分秒秒　不顾一切去想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;胡思乱想 胡思乱想&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 218, 185);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在你是否和我一样&lt;br /&gt;懒懒对天空胡思乱想&lt;br /&gt;装上云朵系上阳光　爱让我们飞翔 Ho~ Woo&lt;br /&gt;我猜现在你&lt;br /&gt;一定也想&lt;br /&gt;轻轻画我在你的心上&lt;br /&gt;在你心里真重要　分分秒秒 (分分秒秒)　不顾一切 去想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm terribly addicted to this song now, its so terrible, and its all my Darling Jessica's fault... Terrible girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll still be sane the next time i post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've to stop fueling the fire, cause i know that fire only hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-57104812837749247?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/57104812837749247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=57104812837749247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/57104812837749247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/57104812837749247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/08/exams-argh.html' title='Exams!!! ARGH!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-9100378074451509447</id><published>2007-07-21T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:16:40.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sick, Ne-Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So Sick - Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mmmm mmm yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do do do-do&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta change my answering machine&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Cuz right now it says that we&lt;br /&gt;Can't come to the phone&lt;br /&gt;And I know it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you walked out the door&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore&lt;br /&gt;(it's ridiculous)&lt;br /&gt;It's been months&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason I just&lt;br /&gt;(can't get over us)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm stronger then this&lt;br /&gt;(enough is enough)&lt;br /&gt;No more walkin round&lt;br /&gt;With my head down&lt;br /&gt;I'm so over being blue&lt;br /&gt;Cryin over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fix that calender I have&lt;br /&gt;That's marked July 15th&lt;br /&gt;Because since there's no more you&lt;br /&gt;There's no more anniversary&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;And your memory&lt;br /&gt;And how every song reminds me&lt;br /&gt;Of what used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leave me alone)&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;(Stupid love songs)&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me think about her smile&lt;br /&gt;Or having my first child&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;Turning off the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;(why can't I turn off the radio?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;(why can't I turn off the radio?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishin you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;(why can't I turn off the radio?)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-9100378074451509447?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/9100378074451509447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=9100378074451509447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9100378074451509447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9100378074451509447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-sick-ne-yo.html' title='So Sick, Ne-Yo'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6991372418675661740</id><published>2007-07-16T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:12:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's Changed</title><content type='html'>To that someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although everything ended ages ago, I'd be lying if i said that u've completely meant nothing to me. No, i do not feel for you, but somehow, whenever i read or hear or come into contact with anything regarding you, thoughts and memories start to fill my mind. Yes, i've gotten over you and yes, that feeling that i once felt is no longer there, but somehow, i dun feel good, or even right when i come into contact with anything regarding you. Moving on in life, i've told myself that everything's changed, nothing in the past is what used to be. You've changed and i have too. You enjoy your life now and i'm happy inside mine. You've got your own life, you run your own life and i've mine, i run mine. Our lives no longer inter-twine like they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno why is it that i'm feeling this way, is it because i have yet to let you go, or is it that i have yet to let myself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our past has changed both of us, you've changed me, i've changed you. I look back on the past 3, 4 years spent with you and indeed, we did have our happy moments and we did have our sad moments too. However, this past whole year has just been spent by me trying to control back your life again and you trying to get back your freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really do not know whether I can start to trust you again after all that has happened.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe you lied to not hurt me, maybe you lied because you didn’t want me to find out the truth, maybe you lied for my benefit, and maybe you lied to hurt me. It all doesn’t matter now.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I guess our aims have really changed over the past year, you hurt me trying to regain your freedom, and I hurt you trying to control your life. You hurt me again for trying to control your life and you hurt me in return for trying to do so. This cycle goes on and on till the point that we cannot take it anymore and we just scream and shout at each other, hurting each other more. We don’t aim to treat each other well or to make them happier, we aim to make their lives worst.&lt;/p&gt;  You were correct, i didn't treat you well, you didn't treat me well. And now, we try so hard to treat our other half better, not wanting to let history repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, my initial decision was correct, we should really just stay away from each other till i return, maybe only then, everything will be back to normal again, maybe only then, everything will fall back into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the past 3 odd years&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for loving me during those times&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all the happiness you've brought me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the numerous memories that fills the island&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all the outings, all the going outs, all the phone calls, all the messages&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for teaching me so much there is to life&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for true love, the way u told me it felt, the way you told me it was&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything that you've done for me during this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time,&lt;br /&gt;Cosmo Astro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6991372418675661740?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6991372418675661740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6991372418675661740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6991372418675661740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6991372418675661740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything.html' title='Everything&apos;s Changed'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6723076024048383343</id><published>2007-07-13T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:29:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 days to disney...</title><content type='html'>1 more hour's time and i would have 50 days left to disney...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember the day i and darling started counting down the days till we leave, it was roughly 100 over days, and i told her, my aim would be the 100th day, then the 80th day, then the 50th day and lastly the 28th and then the 14th day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm looking at the 50th day till disney... Time passes so quickly, and these few weeks, its going to pass even more quickly... Esp with me being kept super busy with projs and after that exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to see/meet/hang out with some peeps before i leave, i'm so going to miss them like crazy... And i seriously hope that nothing will change even though i'll be at the other side of the world for 5 mths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i need the beach soon, SUPER NEED THE BEACH... The beach is my new hang out place... So yeah, i'm pulling everyone to the beach... HAHA... BEACH!!! SENTOSA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i should start preparing what to bring over, cannot last minute pack for 5 mths... I'm so afraid of forgetting to bring sth... Esp after dreaming that i forgot to bring my cam charger... NONONO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss alot of ppl badly in Disney, but hopefully, i'll enjoy myself... Can't wait for life there... Seriously...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6723076024048383343?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6723076024048383343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6723076024048383343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6723076024048383343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6723076024048383343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/07/50-days-to-disney.html' title='50 days to disney...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-8297206191020825003</id><published>2007-07-11T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T22:36:29.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>Yes, and yet again, i'm in an emo state...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much needs to be said...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-8297206191020825003?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/8297206191020825003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=8297206191020825003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8297206191020825003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8297206191020825003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/07/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-2613600345766916187</id><published>2007-07-10T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:23:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sudden realisation</title><content type='html'>While finding flight info for Daddy online, i chanced upon this at NWA webbie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="34"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/flight/logo_NW.gif" alt="NW logo" border="0" vspace="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="190"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Northwest Airlines&lt;/strong&gt; 6&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="5" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;a href="http://res.nwa.com/App/help/flight/fare_basis.jsp?cache=1184080020790&amp;requestId=33" target="_blank" onclick="return popUp('flight/fare_basis')"&gt;Booking Class&lt;/a&gt;:                     L /                                                                       Economy                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;b&gt;Ticket Designator: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;b&gt;Meal:&lt;/b&gt; Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;b&gt;Equipment:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nwa.com/travel/trave/seatm/" target="_blank"&gt;332&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplayBorder" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" align="center" valign="top" width="82"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Sun, Sep 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   7hr 15min&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplayBorder" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="230"&gt;                                                    &lt;b&gt;6:00am&lt;/b&gt; Depart      Singapore (SIN)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;b&gt;2:15pm&lt;/b&gt; Arrive      Tokyo (NRT)&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;Approximate Distance: 3321 miles                                  Plane Change                                              &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="34"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/flight/logo_NW.gif" alt="NW logo" border="0" vspace="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="190"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Northwest Airlines&lt;/strong&gt; 12&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="5" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;a href="http://res.nwa.com/App/help/flight/fare_basis.jsp?cache=1184080020792&amp;amp;requestId=35" target="_blank" onclick="return popUp('flight/fare_basis')"&gt;Booking Class&lt;/a&gt;:                     L /                                                                       Economy                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;b&gt;Ticket Designator: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;b&gt;Meal:&lt;/b&gt; Dinner&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;b&gt;Equipment:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nwa.com/travel/trave/seatm/" target="_blank"&gt;744&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplayBorder" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" align="center" valign="top" width="82"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Sun, Sep 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   11hr 30min&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplayBorder" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="230"&gt;                                                    &lt;b&gt;3:55pm&lt;/b&gt; Depart      Tokyo (NRT)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;b&gt;2:25pm&lt;/b&gt; Arrive      Detroit (DTW)&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;Approximate Distance: 6397 miles                                  Plane Change                                              &lt;p&gt; &lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="130"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="34"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/flight/logo_NW.gif" alt="NW logo" border="0" vspace="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="190"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Northwest Airlines&lt;/strong&gt; 428&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="5" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;a href="http://res.nwa.com/App/help/flight/fare_basis.jsp?cache=1184080020793&amp;requestId=36" target="_blank" onclick="return popUp('flight/fare_basis')"&gt;Booking Class&lt;/a&gt;:                     L /                                                                       Economy                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;b&gt;Ticket Designator: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;b&gt;Meal:&lt;/b&gt; none&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;b&gt;Equipment:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nwa.com/travel/trave/seatm/" target="_blank"&gt;757&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplayBorder" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" align="center" valign="top" width="82"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Sun, Sep 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   2hr 31min&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplayBorder" width="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://res.nwa.com/images/shared/spacer.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="resultDisplay" valign="top" width="230"&gt;                                                    &lt;b&gt;9:26pm&lt;/b&gt; Depart      Detroit (DTW)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;b&gt;11:57pm&lt;/b&gt; Arrive      Orlando (MCO)&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;Approximate Distance: 958 miles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My approximate flight details from Singapore to Orlando... And if u analysis it correctly, u'll come to realise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7hr 15min + 11hr 30min + 2hr 31min = 21hr 16min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my,  my total flight time is 21hr 16 min, which means 21hr 16min inside the "shit-tube"... Pardon my language... HAHA... Seriously must find something to do for that period of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shir suggested sleeping, but sleeping for the entire 21hr 16min would make me a piggy... And yes, its NWA and not SQ, which means no "proper" inflight-entertainment... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of whining... HAHA... I'm still looking forward to get away from this "shit-hole" for 5 mths...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-2613600345766916187?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2613600345766916187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2613600345766916187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2613600345766916187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2613600345766916187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/07/sudden-realisation.html' title='A sudden realisation'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7220622159593573351</id><published>2007-07-05T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:39:25.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No. 2, for U</title><content type='html'>i promise to treat u well&lt;br /&gt;to take good care of u&lt;br /&gt;to be there when u need me&lt;br /&gt;and to share all ur problems with u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to keep u safe&lt;br /&gt;far away from harm&lt;br /&gt;to make u happy&lt;br /&gt;and to share all ur happiness with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise to u&lt;br /&gt;that i'll do everything&lt;br /&gt;everything to make u're life better&lt;br /&gt;everything to see u smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm doing all these&lt;br /&gt;because i really do love u&lt;br /&gt;but i really dunno how am i to make u believe&lt;br /&gt;and so i wrote this song for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to do everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything I’ve mentioned here&lt;br /&gt;But it would only be possible&lt;br /&gt;If u would call me dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is no. 2 for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7220622159593573351?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7220622159593573351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7220622159593573351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7220622159593573351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7220622159593573351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-2-for-u.html' title='No. 2, for U'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7528977828991595983</id><published>2007-06-30T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:56:18.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past...</title><content type='html'>Was reading some blog post from the past, and i realised that then, i was really childish and selfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here posting to write about my past, but here to thank people who have made a difference in my life, who have taught me so many things, and who have changed me into what i am today, whether good or bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the two girls whom my life revolves around now, (quoting Jo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ms Jessica Yen,&lt;br /&gt;(ok, whatever i write here will be seen by many, so better not do anything dumb)&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for entertainment at night&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for entertainment in the day&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being there when i'm moody&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for your incest nonsense that i still laugh at&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for chasing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for so much that you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being my Darling&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ms Jocelyn Gian,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for always being there when i need someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all your advice&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for your incest nonsense too&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the chats at weird timing&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for teaching me so much there is to life&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being my dear&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything this past years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to 2 other girls who have made a difference in my life too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ms Serene Tan,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything over the years&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being there when i'm unhappy&lt;br /&gt;Thank You too for your incest nonsense that still till now makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being my mei&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything even though we have had many ups and downs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, To *Anonymous* (doubt you'll read this)&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the past 3 odd years&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for loving me during those times&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all the happiness you've bring me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all the outings, all the going outs, all the phone calls, all the messages&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for teaching me so much there is to life&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything that you've done for me during this time...&lt;br /&gt;(some of you might figure out who *Anynymous* is, but dun tell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dun see your name here, it doesn't mean that i've forgotten about you, but blogging at 4am in the morning doesn't help when u gotta write each ppl name by name... The next one is for you ppl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All My Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being there when i need someone&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for cheering me up numerous times&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for your incest nonsense at times&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for teaching me so much to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7528977828991595983?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7528977828991595983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7528977828991595983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7528977828991595983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7528977828991595983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/past.html' title='The past...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-8112703341229431333</id><published>2007-06-27T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:04:47.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've had enough of this</title><content type='html'>Status: Together but unattached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because of all the gossip that's why she didn't want to accept me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-8112703341229431333?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/8112703341229431333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=8112703341229431333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8112703341229431333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8112703341229431333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-had-enough-of-this.html' title='I&apos;ve had enough of this'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-2338304361736265433</id><published>2007-06-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T17:49:57.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE WE TOGETHER???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:150;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;ARE WE TOGETHER???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of u must be wondering whether we are together a not??? I would simply like to ask u this question... Why are u guys so interested... If u guys say that its because u wanna feel happy for us, then u should be happy seeing us happily together... HAHA... Does being together means happiness??? I beg to differ... So long as 2 people are happily together, who cares about what we are, what status are we... So if u guys are serious interested in the above question, QUIT BUGGING!!! We'll tell u guys when the time is right (just like Jie and CH)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would thank you guys if u all just let me and Jess live a life of our own... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Karl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-2338304361736265433?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2338304361736265433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2338304361736265433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2338304361736265433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2338304361736265433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-we-together.html' title='ARE WE TOGETHER???'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1981913958396960511</id><published>2007-06-24T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:17:27.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"This must end today, it has to end here," His voice suddenly becoming hoarse, though it started of strict and precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"But why? Why has this got to happen?" She cut in immediately, tears building up in her eyes as one rolled down her rosy cheeks. "I cannot let this happen, why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She sat up from his arms, placed her demure feet on the cold parquet flooring and stood up. Looking back, she saw the giant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-made queen-size bed, the large woollen blanket scrunched up into a ball lying on the floor just centimetres away. Their clothes were scattered across the room, none of them found near each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You do know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; getting married tomorrow." He said, picking up his dark black cotton pants and slipping them on. "You did know its only a matter of time before this happens."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Why can't we tell my sister that the one you truly love is me? She'll understand." She tort back, still staring at the untidy room, nothing was in its place after what they had done. "Why do you have to choose her over me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm sorry Summer, but this has to happen. You'll still see me around though." He replied while putting the last shirt button through its hole. He looked into the mirror one final time, picked up his bag and walked out the mahogany room door. And as she saw him walk out, she heard his voice one last time. "Sorry my dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1981913958396960511?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1981913958396960511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1981913958396960511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1981913958396960511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1981913958396960511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/story.html' title='A Story'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-950279243538019118</id><published>2007-06-21T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:48:46.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Entertained...</title><content type='html'>I'm happily being entertained by someone though i'm trapped here in some ulu part of Singapore... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's looking on while i'm blogging... HAHA... SCARY!!! Cannot write anything bad about her... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i'm perfectly normal now, thanks to the current 2 girls that revolves around my life... Oh, STOP GUESSING WHO THEY ARE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is blushing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA... Ok, enough, she wanna kill me for being distracted by blogging instead of entertaining her... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. EUGENE QUEK JIAN LIANG, U BETTER KEEP U'RE PROMISE TO RYNEL SU...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-950279243538019118?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/950279243538019118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=950279243538019118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/950279243538019118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/950279243538019118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/happily-entertained.html' title='Happily Entertained...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7025444812777226952</id><published>2007-06-20T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T14:59:55.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously feeling very emo these few days ever since i got back from Shanghai... Prolly its the nothing to do, prolly its the dun wanna do anything... Just that i'm in completely no mood to do anything whatsoever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need someone to talk to, this thing still can't go away, and it seems that day by day, its getting from bad to worst... Seriously need something or someone to perk me up, and guess what, MST is just next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRIBLE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7025444812777226952?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7025444812777226952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7025444812777226952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7025444812777226952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7025444812777226952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo.html' title='EMO!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-797365597452920566</id><published>2007-06-19T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:09:14.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong feeling, wrong everything</title><content type='html'>Feeling very wrong now, i should not be feeling this way after all that i've done, after all the effort i've put in. However, everything is starting to flood my mind again, i'm lost all mood and motivation to complete the things i'm supposed to do, and my test are next week. Haven started studying a shit for them, seriously, can't get anything in, and the only thing i think about now is talking on the phone, movies, play, going out and again talking on the phone. I seriously think there's something very wrong with me, wrong feeling, wrong motivation, wrong everything, i'm seriously not feeling right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for my ever-whining, people who reads this blog knows ever so well that i always whine on this blog whenever something happens or i'm not feeling right... Like i've said before, this is my punching bag, this is my mode of expressing myself, and this is my way of trying to get everything out... This is my next best thing to shouting everything out in an open area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so let me carry on with life... The past week has been very enjoyable, very relaxing, sometimes too relaxing indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you, or maybe alot of you would know that i went to malaysia sunday to thurday last week, and that i flew to shanghai on friday coming back only on monday. So both trips were very enjoyable and special in their own way, i'm too lazy to write a day by day account for both trips so dun bug me for them... You could always look at Jess or WL's blog for the day by day account for the malaysia trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went back to school today to discuss project, and i realise that my group's getting more slack, or rather, everyone is getting slack in year 3... For me, i'm super looking forward to getting out of this place, to starting a new life halfway around the world... And yes, the weather in Singapore is super killing me... Have i ever said that the one thing that is deterring me from staying is the weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were talking about our days in SP over lunch... Thinking back on those days, you start to realise that time files super fast, i still can remember the day i walked into school for orientation, and start realising how big the school is... I still can remember my first lecture in SB... And now, i'm a year 3, i'm leaving SP in 75 days and the next time that i would be back would prolly be graduation... Oh how time really flies... Was telling jess last night that these 2 months are going to pass very fast, especially august with study week the first week, then 2 weeks of exams, 1 week of preparing to leave and then off i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm off le, will try to blog soon, if i can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-797365597452920566?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/797365597452920566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=797365597452920566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/797365597452920566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/797365597452920566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/wrong-feeling-wrong-everything.html' title='Wrong feeling, wrong everything'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-5414162465961156115</id><published>2007-06-19T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:57:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song For You</title><content type='html'>I was not in the mood&lt;br /&gt;For anything whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;Just not feeling right&lt;br /&gt;To do anything or whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then u came along&lt;br /&gt;Took away my abnormal&lt;br /&gt;You brighten me up&lt;br /&gt;Though they’re simple and normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because no matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;You never fail to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;When I’m feeling wrong and upside down&lt;br /&gt;You’re still there by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice lights up my day&lt;br /&gt;Your jokes brings laughter&lt;br /&gt;And everything you say brings a smile&lt;br /&gt;Even your “”whatever”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring me happiness&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t feel right&lt;br /&gt;You take away my sadness&lt;br /&gt;And make everything seem alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Karl Michael Lim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-5414162465961156115?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/5414162465961156115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=5414162465961156115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/5414162465961156115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/5414162465961156115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/song-for-you.html' title='A Song For You'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6022636052484836452</id><published>2007-06-14T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:53:07.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Malaysia, On to China...</title><content type='html'>I so love my daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i was away for 4 days enjoying myself with my frenz in Malaysia, my daddy booked tickets to China... WOOO!!! Malaysia-Singapore-China...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its a little rush, it's still going to be terribly enjoyable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back only at 2 something this morning from KL, and i'm off to Shanghai at 8 tomorrow... HAHA... Will be back only on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm back to my unpacking-packing thingy i've been doing since 3pm... Gotta unpack my bag from KL and pack my luggage to Shanghai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No promises, but will try to blog both trips together when i'm back... But my schedule is rather packed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6022636052484836452?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6022636052484836452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6022636052484836452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6022636052484836452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6022636052484836452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-from-malaysia-on-to-china.html' title='Back from Malaysia, On to China...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6422203233799468378</id><published>2007-06-09T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T18:47:02.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Here I Come...</title><content type='html'>A short 1,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roughly 14 hours more till i'm outta here... So looking forward to the trip up to malaysia with my peeps... And yes, the weather in genting... Singapore is freaking hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before i leave for the states in 85 more days, this is the next best thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the others, have fun in Singapore, because in 14 hours time, i'll be enjoying myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm crazily booked till july, and july is filled currently with Project Dates only... So yeah, 85 more days later is what i'm looking forward to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6422203233799468378?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6422203233799468378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6422203233799468378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6422203233799468378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6422203233799468378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/malaysia-here-i-come.html' title='Malaysia Here I Come...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-5297872128047399163</id><published>2007-06-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T19:20:29.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="testResultInfo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;CHUNKY MONKEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;You scored 81% SWEET, 81% CHUNKY,  and 81% UNIQUE!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div id="testResultInfoImg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/128/998/12999856194787279188/mt1118956671.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;banana ice cream with fudge chunks &amp; walnuts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, you are nuts and you don't give a damn! You've got it all- you're a loving, caring person who enjoys getting wild &amp; crazy and has a mind completely open to new experiences. You are a barrel of laughs and always up to something. You could probably stand to tone it down some and get your head out of the clouds, but there's nothing wrong with livin' it up now and then, and you certainly do!&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=338886042745332086'&gt;The Ben &amp; Jerry's Ice Cream Flavor Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=weered1'&gt;weered1&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-5297872128047399163?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/5297872128047399163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=5297872128047399163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/5297872128047399163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/5297872128047399163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-score-chunky-monkey-you-scored-81.html' title=''/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3597322089266158800</id><published>2007-05-24T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T18:27:24.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalala...</title><content type='html'>Its been ages since i've blogged... Seriously forgot the previous time i did so... And so many ppl are asking for an update... Its not that i dun have the time, but i prefer spending that time slacking in front of the com playing games, watching VCDs or on the telly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, to support every reason why i haven been blogging, i've been super busy recently... Today's the first day that i've nothing on in like 2 weeks... And yes, my days are planned with activities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here a short update on what i've been up to... Thoughts and events are totally random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home only at 6.50 this morning after Pirates marathon... Imagine sitting in the movie theatre from 7 in the evening to like 4 in the morning... Watched all 3 pirates consecutively, and seriously, i dislike the ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RlVoXtWekrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/E_DRE9n2UUE/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RlVoXtWekrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/E_DRE9n2UUE/s320/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068071712195515058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before that, was out shopping with jess, and we spent like so much money and didn't even know till we sat down and started calculating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, went sentosa on monday with jess, jie, wl, quek and su... And we had lots of fun and all returned home burnt... And my skin is peeling now... Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa has seriously became my new hang out place... And vivocity and MS/Raffles City my new shopping place... Seriously need a trip to paragon, wheelock place and pacific plaza soon though, any takers... And any takes to sentosa anytime too... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i've got 2 tics to Wo Bao's 1st ani party at Cafe Del Mar, after so long, i finally got a chance to go there... Its been hard finding ppl to go clubbing with, esp when most of ur frenz dun club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RlVoY9WeksI/AAAAAAAAAI0/94qZezL466g/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RlVoY9WeksI/AAAAAAAAAI0/94qZezL466g/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068071733670351554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3597322089266158800?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3597322089266158800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3597322089266158800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3597322089266158800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3597322089266158800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/05/lalalala.html' title='Lalalala...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RlVoXtWekrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/E_DRE9n2UUE/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921431.post-3580135927871234893</id><published>2007-04-30T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:15:42.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Smart???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.am-i-dumb.com/" title="How smart am I?"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.am-i-dumb.com/images/stamps/80-7.gif" alt="How smart are you?" border="0" height="100" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3580135927871234893?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3580135927871234893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3580135927871234893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3580135927871234893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3580135927871234893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/04/am-i-smart.html' title='Am I Smart???'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-3396087805548601593</id><published>2007-04-16T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T20:39:06.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney...</title><content type='html'>Ok, before i start, this is what i saw when i logged in to blogger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Now You Can Blog In Hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that??? Should try it one day sia... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on... Its been super ages since i last blog... But then, i've been ultra busy the last few weeks of the hols that i have had no time to blog (or rather can't find the time)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time i've been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Working as a cashier/packer at John Little Expo Sales&lt;br /&gt;2) Went to the beach with my colleagues-cum-classmates-cum-frenz&lt;br /&gt;3) Went to K box with my colleagues-cum-classmates-cum-frenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... That's about it... HAHA... Expo sales was fun, getting to know new people and stuff, and working with frenz... All the gossiping, the shouting from one counter to another, the mad buy for products (which thus giving back half of my salary to JL)... Then was the beach, its been ages man, but i finally got the chance to step back... Though rain, was fun too... And the food was wonderful... HAHA... Then K box, which was spoilt by my sore throat... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now coughing my ass off while typing this post, i have not been well since Expo Sales... First was sore throat, then came flu and cough, then was fever... Now i'm stuck with a flu and cough... BOO!!!... Must be viral infection... Throat viral infection to be exact... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today was the first day of school, no more a Sophomore, i'm now a Senior... WOO!!! And as a senior, here's my declaration against Freshies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I HATE FRESHIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not really hate, but i just think that they are taking up too much space in SB/SP... Haha... Like look at the way they do things lor... HAHA... And the way they go around blurly... HAHA... Ok, And they stole my seat in the train, packed the Dover station, caused the way up to SB to be so packed, and they dun give way on the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is day 2 of Freshie Hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i'm leaving 2nd September for Disney World... So mark this date in ur calander guys... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2ND SEPTEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-3396087805548601593?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/3396087805548601593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=3396087805548601593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3396087805548601593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/3396087805548601593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/04/disney.html' title='Disney...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-2700741687048209127</id><published>2007-03-31T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T22:10:35.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>Ok, i'm back again after so long... HAHA... U know me, i blog whenever there's sth really wrong, and when i start feeling fine again, i dun bother to blog... Ok, its seriously not me this time round, cause i haven been online since i think tuesday... HAHA... Been having long nights out for the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But firstly, there's sth i need to declare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY PROBLEM HAS BEEN COMPLETELY SOLVED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seriously moved on le... She doesn't affect me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, there are certain places i would not step in for the time being lest it affect my currently fragile emotional state again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KARL MICHAEL LIM IS GOING BACK TO SCHOOL HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough said about that... Been out everyday till late for the past few days... HAHA... And strangely, my schedule has been very packed as of late... Now i want holiday, i dun seem to be getting any... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, received a disney package on wednesday, it was sent all the way from the states...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Info u ppl should take note of:&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten into Merchandising, starting work 2/9/07 ending work 11/1/08... Dep and Arr dates not yet confirm, will update again when i get them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's something interesting i picked outta a book recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald Duck is demanding that he wants a new costume, he wants to wear pants. The following are his reasons to support his claim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1) I'm tired of a sunburned bum in the summer and a frostbitten tail in the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2) No where to put keys and money. The other characters laugh at my man-purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3) Splinters. I'd like to see you attempt to pull chunks of wood out of that region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4) The next wise guy to say "Hey, look at that full moon!" will be beaten with a brass Mickey figurine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5) You try explaining multiple times a day to 4- and 5- year olds why I just wear a shirt but they have to be fully clothed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy... HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-2700741687048209127?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2700741687048209127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2700741687048209127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2700741687048209127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2700741687048209127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7532804735666099084</id><published>2007-03-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:21:04.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life...</title><content type='html'>I realised sth, my entry title is always something dumb and super irrelevant... Cause i simply dunno what dumb title to put... Like a title is the main point of a story or some essay or simply a junk of words, but there's no main point in most of my post, its just simply about my life, whines from me and rantings from me, so, the title that i always put, "my life"... HAHa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this on Jess' blog like 2 mins ago, and it reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"To Love or To Be Loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Which Will U Choose???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've asked this question before, but seriously, this is the biggest question that has always bugged my life... Which will i choose??? I've been at both ends of the spectrum before, i've loved and i've been loved before and the fact is that the feeling is so different... Loving someone would tire u out the same way giving tires one out... However, being loved would tire the other party out and soon, u'll start to realise that the other party is feeling so detached from everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best solution to this problem is having a balance between both, to love someone and to be loved by the other party... This way, its the most 幸福 de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again quoting from Jess' blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"It Takes 2 Hands To Clap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone in the relationship keeps on giving, and someone in the relationship keeps on receiving, this relationship is bound to one day tire the one who keeps giving, and he/she will just walk away from the relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply speaking, both parties must balance giving and receiving to make a relationship work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "nightmare" woke me up this morning, somehow, i was dreaming of someone i shouldn't have dreamt about, i was dreaming of something that i shouldn't have dreamt about, but somehow, the images of the dream is still vividly in my mind... I realised that somehow, its inevitable that i keep thinking about such stuff when i'm left alone, and i have to just simply open my eyes and tell myself that i can't let that happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just 2 questions that is bugging me right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is true love?&lt;br /&gt;2) What is relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things on TV started to hit me today... One show said that if u really love someone, everything u give to that person, u won't want it or anything else back... Another said that loving someone is not wanting that person to be by your side but wanting that person to be happy no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, what is relationship??? One tv show said that in the end, the girl/guy u marry may not be the one that u love the most... Another said that there is other factors in maintaining a relationship other than true love... Yet another said that a relationship is simply just 2 ppl making use of each other to get what they want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, after recent events, these 2 questions have got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending the past week trying to get her outta my mind, spending the past week trying to move on from all the unhappiness, and yes, i dun feel as emo and as hurt as before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do think about her sometimes, i still do look back at our happy moments sometimes, but that's only human, and yes, i guess i have some explaining to do... That's just me, i can't live without knowing why somethings happen and i won't let ppl go without knowing why i do some things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved on, seriously, but again, i guess i really need this yr to just rest and do the things i like and want... But again, if u are reading this, and i know u know who u are, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dun wanna lose a friend in u&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next agenda... My timetable got changed, or rather, added... I now have a morning lecture from 9-11 on Mondays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this totally ruin my mood for school and my Mondays, imagine, no more late wake ups, no more take ur own sweet time to school, and no more short day at school... I now have to go down early morning just to attend a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 HR LECTURE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have long mondays and tuesdays, and short wednesdays, thursdays and fridays... Great... Its like the other way around from my last sem timetable where i have short mondays, tuesdays and wednesdays, and long thursdays and fridays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its time to plan (replan) my ponning schedule... Great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went to Comfort Driving Centre with TM and GX at ubi... I think i'll start learning my driving when i'm back from the states... Then went MS to watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles... The show was quite alrite, other than the short time span and no evil character part of the show, which in the end, equals a very lousy show... Luckily i spend 7bucks only on the movie tics or else i can just die there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, when i'm out with my frenz, i dun feel anything, when i'm busy with other stuffs, i dun feel anything, but when i'm alone, everything just start rushing back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is saying yes to hold on, but my mind is telling me to let go to protect myself... It's time to listen to my mind now, after listening to my heart for so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;God pls help me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7532804735666099084?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7532804735666099084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7532804735666099084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7532804735666099084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7532804735666099084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-life.html' title='My life...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1157182108446337380</id><published>2007-03-27T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:18:46.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalala.... Sianz</title><content type='html'>Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who've tagged...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who've been there for me throughout this period...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who've given me great advices...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who've listen to my whining...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of my frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went for cash till training ytd, and yes, we again were sort of playing around during cash till training... Simply hate the trainer lor... So yeah, i finally got to use the cash till machine again before expo starts and work officially starts and my cash till is filled with money and procedures have to take place to do many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went cartel at cini for lunch, and i saw mummy... Then went to "try" and get WL's phone at singtel taka, it was out of stock... After that went wisma to collect jo's pants before we started to walk around aimlessly... Then WL decided to go to Heeren to get her glasses, so we walked over to Heeren... Bumped around in the glasses shop while WL and Wanyi were finding for glasses frame for themselves and Jess was finding for sunglasses... Was picking up nonsense frames for the 3 of them to try... So WL finally settled down on her frame and went to test her eyes, while the remainding 3 of us continued to bump around in the shop toking bout disney... Then went over to Orchard's Popular to get Jess' photo album before training back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so waiting to get to DW soon, i think i need the time away seriously and i need a life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1157182108446337380?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1157182108446337380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1157182108446337380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1157182108446337380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1157182108446337380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/lalalalala-sianz.html' title='Lalalalala.... Sianz'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-9018143391858934250</id><published>2007-03-25T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:12:16.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling emo all of a sudden... Suddenly, all the feelings that i once thought i'd given up is rushing back... And u know what, i thought dumb thoughts on the way back from the airport... Blast me please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean there's this thought in my head that history will repeat itself, although many a times, i've told myself that i'm not going to let it to... Prolly its all in the 3 yrs having someone around only to realise that that someone actually lied to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering how to give up everything seriously... Someone please help me... Again, the blade looks tempting... Again, i tell myself not to get tempted back into this feeling again... Yes, i know that i can bluff my way back and fall back to my old state, but i dun want to... I'm determined, but why has heaven always gotta test a determine person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl Michael Lim cannot fall back to his previous state... And yes, i cannot be tempted in once again no matter what the circumstances... This is my declaration of truth, of my freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the frenz around me who's been there for me so far... Thank You...&lt;br /&gt;To the frenz around me who's been there for me so far... I will get outta this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God please help me...&lt;br /&gt;I surrender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-9018143391858934250?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/9018143391858934250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=9018143391858934250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9018143391858934250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9018143391858934250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/emo.html' title='Emo...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7404839938354832478</id><published>2007-03-24T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:23:05.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3A timetable...</title><content type='html'>Yes... I'm back after a rather hectic day out today... My work schedule is out, my timetable is out, and the day i start work at Disney is also out... And yes, they all came out TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets start with today... Went down to JL HR for orientation, so met up with my frenz who were working at somerset and we went down to HR... Used the same training room as previous... So everyone was filling up their employment form, well most of them, while the ex-staff were disturbing the new ones, like telling them that they should write yes next to the question, "are u pregnant now?", ok, maybe only i did that... So went through orientation for the like 2nd time... Collected the stuffs needed for expo sales, and yes, i'm so gonna be a cashier this time judging from my number, the under-paid cashier, like what pat says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled eugene into the training room though he was not working for this expo sales, and yes, i guess we were the loudest in the whole room... HAHA... Esp with me around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went down to BK at orchard emerald to eat before going over to centrepoint cause WL wanted a cash deposit machine... And yes, we went to the bank on the 1st lvl, and there was a sign saying cash deposit machine is in basement 1, so we all went down to basement 1 to find for the machine, but couldn't find it, so again went up to the bank to ask where's the cash deposit machine, and who knows what, its in the only place we didn't search of B1, outside beside macdonalds... SHUCKS!!!... So done with the cash deposit, we went to starbucks for a drink (chat rather) before WL and i went over to City Hall to meet 15... We were the earliest ones there lo... Met nesh and went to buy tics before waiting for rynel and jie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we watched mr bean, and yeah, nesh and rynel were throwing our faces in the cinema before the picture started... Its a funny show, with many funny parts... HAHa... Thanks WL (u should know for what)... HAHA... So yeah, catch it if u can... And yes, the review under-rated the show... It does not deserve 2.5 outta 5 only... Probably the ending caused that rating... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;Had KFC for dinner after that, but i wasn't feeling too hungry though my only meal today was the BK in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, i've lost my appetite to eat, i can feel rather hungry one moment, but once i see food, i dun feel like eating... I can't seem to finish 1 plate of rice now when in the past, i would go for like 2... That day, mummy bought a big plate of char siew rice and carrot cake for me, but i couldn't finish it even though i didn't have breakfast... Must be my desire to lose weight, coupled with my recent feelings that caused this to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i'm super pissed with 857... I waited for like 45 mins for the bus to come, and by the time i boarded the bus, WL was already walking home... And to make matters worst, i didn't get a seat on board and had to stand the whole journey from esplanade to yishun... *Pissed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially declaring that i've hurted my thigh muscle and my left arm muscle... Frenz are telling me not to go to the gym for at least a week (which is so) but i think i'll prolly do so to find out if i really injured my 2 muscles, but yes, they hurt at times when i do certain things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working from 3rd to 8th Apr at Expo hall 4 from 3.30 to 11pm so come visit if u can... And yes, because of work, it means no sentosa for me, no jolin concert for me and no FOC for me... At least there's income... But expo is not all about income, its also about the joy working with frenz around u... Cash till training is this coming monday, the 26th of mar... And i'm preparing to make small items cost a bomb on that day... Can't wait to touch the cash till after so long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my disney posting today too... I'm starting work with them on the 2nd of Sept... So yes, i'll be spending my birthday there... Still wondering who'll be there to send me off the day i leave, but i'm not hoping too much though, esp if its the same as the last batch (early morning flight)... I'll be doing merchandising at disney... Hopefully, i get placed in those big emporium-like store in Main Street or any of the park for that matter... But i dun mind being swopped around, like different days at different store... Heard that tends to be Disney's policy... But merchandising means more money flying outta my pockets cause i'll be eyeing alot of items at the parks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My timetable for Sem 1 of yr 3 is out finally... SB is so inefficient can, or rather, the timetabling department...&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 12pm to 5 pm (just like yr 1 sem 1)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 8am to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 8am to 10am&lt;br /&gt;Thurday - 10am to 12pm (not including gems yet)&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 10am to 1pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mondays and tuesdays are the 2 most shit days, and yes, i didn't get any off day as i hoped and pray for, but yeah, my timetable doesn't look too bad (other than mon and tues)... Now that timetable is out, ponning schedule would be out soon too... But no, that won't be released here... And yes, i did get what i requested, lecture days (thurs and fri)... And u know what lecture days mean, it mean that if u dun feel like coming, dun come... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i'll be seeing almost the whole BA this sem, not just my side of BA... I'll see the PSCM students in IAF and the marketing students in SM... So more new things to see this sem... HAHA... Less the retail students... HAHA... (ignore me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i'm over emo stage le... I'm up and happy... Yes, i do think of the things somehow, but i know that i'm on the road to recovery... Soon, i'll be my old self again, happy and crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with jo tmr, i'm so keeping myself so busy these few days... And outing with jo means fun... HAHA... Cyaz around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7404839938354832478?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7404839938354832478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7404839938354832478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7404839938354832478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7404839938354832478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/3a-timetable.html' title='3A timetable...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1348420129680949299</id><published>2007-03-22T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:09:06.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No. 4</title><content type='html'>Number 4 for today... Just a simple request to frenz and family who reads this blog, can u please send me or tag ur fav and most dis-liked disney character... Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Fifteen who read this blog, pls ask fifteen who does not read the blog and post for them... Tyty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1348420129680949299?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1348420129680949299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1348420129680949299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1348420129680949299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1348420129680949299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-4.html' title='No. 4'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7315993597113635106</id><published>2007-03-22T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:52:21.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If u guys are thinking what the hell am i doing blogging so many times in a day, i'm sorry... Its just that random thoughts always fill my mind, but when i'm sitting in front of the posting screen, everything disappears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, alot of show's that i've been following have been showing break up... Take Love Queen for example... I'm on the episode that everyone breaks up with their other half... The other show that i'm watching, some law show on cable, one of the main couple just went through a divorce... Is this an indication of anything???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life feels like a tv serial cum horror movie cum sad sobbing storybook... But all sad stories have happy ending, if that is an indication of things to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what is so good about me is that i have the ability to psycho myself on something even though its not logical, scientific or whatsoever... That's why i could excel so many times in debates, cause even though our side seems to be the more disadvantagous side on the motion, i would psycho myself that its not true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about debates, i miss them seriously, and yes, i'll prolly join them again in Uni, plus my emcee-ing and all my public speaking... And yes, not to forget tennis as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore things i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn driving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and isa and i are talking about how fast life goes, how people come and people go in ur life, that's life... I'm already a yr 3, its so fast, soon, i'll be in disney, and next, i'll be in NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fast, so why upset urself on all the unhappy things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7315993597113635106?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7315993597113635106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7315993597113635106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7315993597113635106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7315993597113635106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-u-guys-are-thinking-what-hell-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-4030078951254694411</id><published>2007-03-22T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:05:50.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction...</title><content type='html'>I feel like i've been doing drugs for the longest time possible, and suddenly, i have and MUST quit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing feels like and addiction, and this feeling now is like trying to quit my addiction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly slitting my wrist would make me feel so much more better, and admitted, i think about doing so every night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the first time anymore, i've been there, done that, i've seen the blood gush out from the tiny line that the pen knife made, i've felt the adrinaline rush once the blade touches the skin... However, i know that this is only a temporary measure to stop my addiction, and it would come back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told shir that day over the phone, I'm so gonna go back to school happy, i'm not going to walk back to school the same way i did last yr, and yes, i'm so going to make my aim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ppl say the best way to stop ur addiction is to keep urself busy, keep urself occupied with things u love doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't be left alone, every night, i'm tubing till i fall asleep beside my laptop, every day, i try to find things to keep me occupied, even though sometimes i'm doing dumb things, but still, it keeps me occupied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everynight, if i fall asleep thinking of things i'm not supposed to think about, or just lie there thinking such thoughts, i immediately open my eyes and remind myself about my simple promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KARL MICHAEL LIM WOULD STAND UP AND WALK ON HIS OWN 2 FEET BEFORE APR 16... Mark my words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the penknife is my best friend now, but no, i have not used it as of yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-4030078951254694411?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/4030078951254694411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=4030078951254694411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/4030078951254694411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/4030078951254694411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/addiction.html' title='Addiction...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-4930886924207617841</id><published>2007-03-22T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T01:04:16.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Have u ever felt like slitting your wrist, for whatsoever reason... Be it because u wanna feel the adrinaline rush or just because u feel like dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that way today, or perhaps i should say twice today... Once was in the morning or rather last night (around 1,  2 plus, so its considered morning le) and one more time was on the way back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i told sel, i seriously cannot be left alone with nothing to do, cause my brain would fill with thoughts and feelings that came from the past... Jo was right by saying that i'm too used living with these girls in my life... I'm right by saying now that i'm getting over them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i'm bleeding profusely as i'm typing this, the blood is coming from my right ear hole which is currently infected... I wonder how many ml(s) of blood did i just lose in like 5 min???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the people around me who try to entertain me, who care and console me, and who bother to find out more about what's going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a wonder that how my life looks so much like its planned out step by step... During the period that i lost myself completely, frenz that i previously thought would never care came by and did simple things to make me feel so much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, frenz are so very important that i'm so not going to sacrifice them for the sake of relationship again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a 4e1 class gathering today at John's house... We had a BBQ at his house, or rather the balcony in his house, but it felt like the BBQ was held in his house since there were numerous times that the whole hse was filled with SMOKE!!! And yes, i did get to see many of my frenz whom i haven seen in the longest time possible... And yes, i had alot of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, to add on to the list of I wants from ytd, here are somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to play the following musical instruments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Piano&lt;br /&gt;Keyboard&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums&lt;br /&gt;Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Violin&lt;br /&gt;Cello&lt;br /&gt;Flute&lt;br /&gt;Saxaphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be able to write my own music again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'll go off now, Ms SIM WOEI LING is rushing me so that i'll help her find her song though she gave me a super vague request... No need so gan jiong girl, if its urs, u'll find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Have i fallen in love again or is it just a hoax???&lt;br /&gt;Why do i seem so worried about everything u???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-4930886924207617841?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/4930886924207617841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=4930886924207617841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/4930886924207617841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/4930886924207617841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-8413394753088189883</id><published>2007-03-20T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:57:39.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Me</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed, with blogger, my router, my internet and my computer... All my windows disappeared just as i was typing my post half way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, i can declare that Karl Michael Lim is so totally over whatever that has happened... This incident is not going to affect me anymore, and i'm so gonna stand up and walk on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to learn that there are so many things out there that are so much more important than things i thought were important years or perhaps even months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a 3.6 GPA and i'm so gonna work hard for it...&lt;br /&gt;I want my Law, BA and Mass Com Degree...&lt;br /&gt;I want to fulfill my childhood dream of Disneyworld and yes i'm so gonna enjoy myself in Disney...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-8413394753088189883?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/8413394753088189883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=8413394753088189883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8413394753088189883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8413394753088189883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-me.html' title='A New Me'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7696463366570620446</id><published>2007-03-19T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:24:03.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin, New Life</title><content type='html'>New skin, new life... Most of u by now would know how to operate this new skin if not u won't be reading this... Enjoy it for a while, i'll prolly change it when i find a better skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so much alrite now... Although its still boring... But at least i feel so much better cept for the occasional thinking... I'm going to pick myself up and stand up on my own 2 feet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading this article in this mth's FHM, its about how to date girls properly or sth like that... But one question that struck me is, i do more or less know how to date girls properly, but the problem is that i can't seem to find a girl to date, or more of i can't seem to find the right girl to date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm sticking by my "no gf till back from states" promise... But it doesn't state no dates... And being the casanova that i am, i cannot survive without dates... So u'll never see the promise of me saying no dates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim this year, my 3.6 GPA to get into NUS BA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a law deg, a mass com deg, and a BA deg... Seriously, i just wanna study things i like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy playing with the new skin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7696463366570620446?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7696463366570620446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7696463366570620446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7696463366570620446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7696463366570620446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-skin-new-life.html' title='New Skin, New Life'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-282237544723816284</id><published>2007-03-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:42:08.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What title???</title><content type='html'>Friends are so important... True friends are even more important...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised that people whom i tot were true frenz were mostly not there when i needed someone around after what has happened the previous month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admitted, i just got over what happened, but without frenz, i guess it'll never had happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its werid that when i really needed someone, people whom i have somehow not contacted for ages all started popping out to help me along the way... Thank you to these dear frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thanks to Jo for being there all the time when i needed someone, thanks to listening to this guy whine about the same things for 3 whole years and thanks for all ur advices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ying Xuan, thanks for (trying to) entertain me everytime i complain i'm bored... Ur entertainment does make me smile though sometimes its just a simple hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Pei En, thanks for the nonsense and the outing when i'm really feeling down... The movie really taught me something new though perhaps u didn't know it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Woei Ling, thanks for listening to me whine over the phone so many times, and accommodating to my "lalalala" nonsense and "sianz" online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Liteng, thanks for asking whether i'm ok after knowing about what happened, or rather after knowing about my "hurt"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joyce, thanks for accommodating me out while i'm in a bad mood though its to find and settle our job stuff... I'm looking forward to MOS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Charissa Mummy, again, u're always there to listen to my whining and again, u're always giving me advice i could always trust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Shirlene, u been there for the whole year listening everytime to every single whine that i have... Thank you... And for all ur incest nonsense and ever famous gossip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about it... To people whom i had forgotten, i'm sorry i didn't intentionally leave ur name out of the above list (suffering from temporary blurness), but thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to ubin with some of U15 peeps, and we had alot of fun there... But i found out that i've been injuring my muscle recently, first it was my thigh muscle in my left leg on the treadmill and then my ankle injury acted up again... Then i hurt my left arm muscle dunno doing what... Ytd had serious back ache prolly because of the jacuzzi pool's jet hitting my back... And today at ubin, i think i hurted my thigh muscle again... BUT, i still insist on going to the gym every week to train myself, i want to be able to pass NAPFA when it comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new nai ma was telling me that it's impt to go rest, and yes, she's chasing me off to sleep again... And i'm tired though i did sleep in the Movies today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-282237544723816284?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/282237544723816284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=282237544723816284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/282237544723816284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/282237544723816284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-title.html' title='What title???'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1878522066624729246</id><published>2007-03-16T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:55:30.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a story about a boy next door called Bingo and a girl called Samantha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boy next door, every girl should have one. The greatest labout saving device ever invented, safe, convenient, and above all, dependable... This boy was called Bingo. As comfortable as an old shoe, he was there when needed and no hard feelings when he was not, he was the perfect solution for the self-centered little Samantha, until she discovered the hard way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Too much of a good thing", that's the way the expression goes, and in his eyes, Samantha could do nothing wrong. Samantha saw nothing wrong with playing the field a bit, after all, she and Bingo had no "understanding".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life for Samantha was fast, exciting, and loaded with glamorous mens. She not only had her cake, she ate it in large greedy glups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when there was no mister excitement, there was always Bingo to fill that gap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The most desirable men are unfortunately usually the most inconsiderate as well, but then, Bingo was always prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes, Samantha did get a faint twinge of conscience over the way she manipulated Bingo, but she'll ignore it and it'll soon go away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps Samantha pushed too far. They say "all good things come to an end"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The little frown of displeasure was an alien look on Bingo's face. It was then that Samantha's female cunning came into play, she placed Bingo "on hold".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sally stepped into the picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samantha had this rather unpopular friend, Sally. "Beautiful", Samantha thought. Something to keep Bingo's mind occupied until she needed him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But she was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bingo did what Samantha expected him to do. He was nice, and kind, and gentle, and most of all, he involved himself totally in the job that Samantha, his "true love", had asked him to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So smart, Samantha had won again," Samantha thought of herself. Bingo was safe with plain little old Sally until she needed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swinging Samanthat had no time to worry about a drab little mouse like Sally. Life was too short to be concerned about other people. However, the pain in Bingo's eyes was a warning she should have heeded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then came this really big dance. The status affair! The highest point of the season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naturally with all the glamour guys on Samantha's string, she never gave a thought to dull old Bingo for this one. But the swingers in Samantha's set were all swinging the other way. What she was doing to Bingo, they were doing to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deflating, but not disastrous, there was still old faithful for Samantha to call upon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Or was there???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bingo and Sally were going to the dance together, and Samantha was but without a date for the dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly, Samantha knew what a heartache was. She got a good taste of what she'd been feeding Bingo all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears soaked Samantha's pillow that night, but if they washed out the meanness and pettiness out of her selfish heart, they were worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first thing the next morning, Samantha ran to Bingo's house and asked him to go "Steady" with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might have read that above story before... It was posted on my blog about a year ago... However, recently, there have been incidents that has me thinking about the above story and whether i'm "Bingo"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, alot has happened around me... The 2 girls that Jo once said my life revolved around have both somehow suddenly disappeared from my life... I've suddenly falled back into my zi bi life again... Been hanging out with people whom i have not seen in ages... Been around people whom i was somehow not very closed with, or so i thought... But somehow, its these people that has made me hang on to my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jo, to Ying Xuan and her sis Pei En, to Joyce, to WL for being there for me during this period of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to myself, its time to start anew, new sem, new life...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to Disney, the day i leave everything behind and start anew...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1878522066624729246?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1878522066624729246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1878522066624729246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1878522066624729246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1878522066624729246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-4624845773626970913</id><published>2007-03-08T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:07:54.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>I know its been ages since i last blogged... But seriously, nothing eventful has been taking place in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols are completely boring since everyone else is working every other day... My life now revolves round eating, sleeping, online, gaming, the gym and the occasional going outs... Its becomed so dull and uninteresting... HELP, i really need a life currently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every school term, i pray for holidays, every holiday, i pray for school... What's this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results came out ytd and i'm not to happy with them although its not bad... However, that's no where near a Cert of Merit... No Cert of Merit, no where near my double degree of BA and Law...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bought BoA's CD not to long back, and i gotta say that her songs are really nice... The melody, coupled with her voice, thought i still cannot understand a single word she's singing (if the song is in Korean)... And not to forget, she's also (very) pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of her song caught my ears, and its been plugged into my player ever since... Here's the lyrics... And hopefully, u can hear it when it plays while u're reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;七色の明日&lt;/span&gt;~brand new beat~&lt;br /&gt;BoA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;どうしようもない&lt;br /&gt;交わる feeling&lt;br /&gt;理性じゃ止められない一瞬&lt;br /&gt;唇に哾いた微睡み&lt;br /&gt;缲り返してる&lt;br /&gt;迷い抜けて&lt;br /&gt;开け放つ窓の向こう侧に&lt;br /&gt;すっと见过ごしてた my blue bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you まだ早い&lt;br /&gt;そうでももう&lt;br /&gt;be friendていう&lt;br /&gt;时期じゃない&lt;br /&gt;としたら触れ合える距离で爱を&lt;br /&gt;见极めたい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁よりも谁よりも&lt;br /&gt;辉いてる&lt;br /&gt;爱しさと向き合うよ&lt;br /&gt;eyes to eyes&lt;br /&gt;七色の表情で想いを描くから&lt;br /&gt;so cool, so bright, feel so good&lt;br /&gt;don't look back, baby always look at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;埃たまる&lt;br /&gt;みたいに我慢&lt;br /&gt;したくないし会えないわけは&lt;br /&gt;その胸の中にあるけど&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新しい closet&lt;br /&gt;彩る red blue white&lt;br /&gt;染められない存在でいたい&lt;br /&gt;一人だけわかっていてほしい&lt;br /&gt;love me 涙も受け入れる&lt;br /&gt;happy and color 始まる&lt;br /&gt;二人を感じる时间重ねて&lt;br /&gt;涂り替えてく&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今大切な人がいる&lt;br /&gt;それだけで&lt;br /&gt;磨かれてく amazing&lt;br /&gt;まぶしい&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;七色の明日&lt;/span&gt;へと&lt;br /&gt;飞び出そう&lt;br /&gt;be brand new beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because your love is so good&lt;br /&gt;i'm truly yours&lt;br /&gt;i'd never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;切なさが溢れるたび&lt;br /&gt;そっとこころで寄り添えたら&lt;br /&gt;眠れない夜が明けても&lt;br /&gt;何気ないやさしさに&lt;br /&gt;気付けるように&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁よりも谁よりも&lt;br /&gt;辉いてる&lt;br /&gt;爱しさと向き合うよ&lt;br /&gt;eyes to eyes&lt;br /&gt;七色の表情で想いを描くから&lt;br /&gt;大切な人がいる&lt;br /&gt;それだけで&lt;br /&gt;磨かれてく amazing&lt;br /&gt;まぶしい&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;七色の明日&lt;/span&gt;へと&lt;br /&gt;飞び出そう&lt;br /&gt;with brand new beat&lt;br /&gt;so cool, so bright, feel so good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-4624845773626970913?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/4624845773626970913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=4624845773626970913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/4624845773626970913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/4624845773626970913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-9211402481299389722</id><published>2007-02-28T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:27:49.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyworld... HERE I COME!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, first... WHAT IN THE BLUE MOON IS MEDIACORP DOING???&lt;br /&gt;I'm like sitting infront of my laptop typing this blog entry while the television in my room is on an tuned into Channel 8, time 2151... So some of u might know that its that dumb and stupid show that is showing about what modern story of the legend of Cowherd and Weaving Maid... But the show is so damn dumb and stupid, and there's alot of lame things in that show... I mean, what is this show doing on our telly??? Shouldn't it be in the library of Mediacorp, classified as what not to do???&lt;br /&gt;Compare that show to the one showing later on Channel U at 10, the TVB low-budget Angels on Mission... That show is a low budget show, but it has a much better story line than the channel 8 show [Though i admit most of the time i'm admiring one of the 3 chio-bu actress in the show]... And mind u, that show is low budget, the current channel 8 show is somewhat high budget... Oh my, i really seriously think i should start boycotting channel 8's serial and stick to my Hong Kong TVB serials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough whinning... Next, something much more exciting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWKnwn0HWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JaLi6cBtW04/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWKnwn0HWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JaLi6cBtW04/s320/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036584173955194210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get more of this photo soon, cause...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Going To DISNEYWORLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifelong dream, childhood fantasy, whatever u call it, i'm still going there... I know that some ppl out there should've been inform the day i got the news... Oops, sorry... But still, i'm telling u guys now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting to go there for so long, waiting to even step foot onto the Disneyworld, and finally, this dream of mine is coming true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i need $ for the trip as well, the total expenses is currently $7000, and that is not including MY expenses... So its time to save up $ for the trip there... WOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As previously, every trip would be coupled with requests to purchase stuff from abroad, but this time, i doubt that my account would be open due to low budget and long periods working and hence unable to fulfill any request to purchase items from abroad... But still, certain people do have exceptions to what has been mentioned, so u could either try your luck with me, or just... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIVE THE DAMN IDEA&lt;/span&gt; OF GETTING SOMETHING FROM THE STATES BACK &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story goes,&lt;br /&gt;No Disneyland for 17 years of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now in 2 short years, I've covered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWPkQn0HXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Wak8ILCW3cw/s1600-h/P1040121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWPkQn0HXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Wak8ILCW3cw/s320/P1040121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036589611383790962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hong Kong Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWPkgn0HYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/20U3ujy0Fy0/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWPkgn0HYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/20U3ujy0Fy0/s320/DSC00894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036589615678758274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tokyo Disney Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWQRwn0HZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w9VLeM18q2A/s1600-h/wdw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWQRwn0HZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w9VLeM18q2A/s320/wdw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036590393067838866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Walt Disney World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No castle images yet, so u guys just have to make do with the map first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWQSAn0HaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/M7DYQRyQyP0/s1600-h/Corp_icon_million.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWQSAn0HaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/M7DYQRyQyP0/s320/Corp_icon_million.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036590397362806178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's current Disney celebration, The Year of a Million Dreams... And to say, indeed, my dreams have also come true... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWQSQn0HbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-B2wkMwsKio/s1600-h/DisneyParks2006.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWQSQn0HbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-B2wkMwsKio/s320/DisneyParks2006.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036590401657773490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at thier slogan, it's truely where dreams come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After conquering 1 more Disney theme park, i have left, 2 more...&lt;br /&gt;1 more in California and 1 more in Paris...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aim is to set foot in every one of the the Disney theme parks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its time to stop this obsession with Disney theme parks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back to my current obsession, Zhuo Wen Xuan and Love Queen...&lt;br /&gt;Disney theme parks can wait till i'm there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-9211402481299389722?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/9211402481299389722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=9211402481299389722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9211402481299389722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9211402481299389722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/disneyworld-here-i-come.html' title='Disneyworld... HERE I COME!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/ReWKnwn0HWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/JaLi6cBtW04/s72-c/DSC00050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921431.post-1067814853391195403</id><published>2007-02-18T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:50:18.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Ok, there's nothing much to blog about now, life is really boring when half ur frenz are working out there and u're at home nearly everyday rotting... And work isn't till 31st of March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the first day of Chinese New Year, but somehow, sitting infront of the laptop now, it feels like any ordinary day, or rather, its not, cause alot of my peeps are not online, which makes it even more boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really much to blog about, will update again when something really happens... Oh, and i pray its something good, not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for chalet on the 23rd, hopefully all 15 turns out at the BBQ... We're going to have so much fun again like our previous chalet... Or rather, more fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I suddenly realise how much i need u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1067814853391195403?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1067814853391195403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1067814853391195403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1067814853391195403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1067814853391195403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-8418405921520005691</id><published>2007-02-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:44:05.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Ok, busy V.day for me today... Went down early in the morning to meet Steph and collect my SIM card from her...&lt;br /&gt;Ended up arguing, though we finally sorted out everything but then i realised that she said sth that perhaps i've really been doing wrong for the longest time possible... Maybe i should start treating her better, and not hold the grudges that we've been after for 1 whole year... Sometimes, i'm just too tired to fight anymore, and i guess she is to... Lets just hope this is the start of something new...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, forget the unhappiness and move on...&lt;br /&gt;After that, went down to cut hair, and i feel that my hair at the back is freaking short... Gosh, and the increased the price again from $18 to $20... So there goes even more damage...&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Hougang mall after that to buy some flowers for someone, and u know what, the auntie there told me, that if i wanted 1 stalk without anything else, i would have to wait an hour, and it cost $22 bucks... and 1 stalk with a bear plus without having to wait cost $25... Perfect way of earning $$ man...&lt;br /&gt;So u guys must be thinking who was that lucky girl that got the flowers rite??? Dun tell u guys leh... HAHA... But she knows it la...&lt;br /&gt;After that bought lunch and then went back to farrer to eat my lunch, watch 1 episode of Love Queen and i gotta say that i'm hooked onto the show.. And thanks to the show, i didn't even get to nap a wink...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my phone is getting on my nerves... And and, the stupid V3 has so little memory, i can only upload 1 mp3 into it... USELESS PHONE!!! Its time to get a new phone (read N95)...&lt;br /&gt;Rushed outta the house thinking i was late, went to catch a bus to Novena, and who knows the bus is like super super fast lor.. Its been ages since i took that bus... So reached Novena, went to walk around Velocity and Square 2 while waiting for del, and i can tell u, there is nothing nice in those 2 new extentions... Fuck, i've been exceptionally picky with everything since Japan...&lt;br /&gt;Met del after that and went to pick up flowers for Jo... So went down to United Square, and we like searched half the basement before calling Jo to ask her where is the shop.. And then she said it was beside Mac and then i remembered that there is another half of the basement... Gosh, and to think that Novena was my hangout place during primary school... So we went to collect the flowers but the auntie made the wrong one, she used pink roses instead of red... So gotta wait for her to do up the flowers again...&lt;br /&gt;Then came the funny part, Jo messages saying nesh coming along, then we started to do the figures and this is the result:&lt;br /&gt;1 girl&lt;br /&gt;4 guys&lt;br /&gt;On V DAY!!!... How cool is that...&lt;br /&gt;So me and del resorted to calling each and every of the U15 girls... And we ended up with Isa shopping for camp stuff at Chinatown [i thought chinatown now only got nian huo???] and Teng sleeping at home and WL having tuition [we would rather think she was dating Likai]... Sok Kee's on late shift so could not get her to go out... And jie, just for her flowers, came all the way down to town to meet us...&lt;br /&gt;Collect the flowers at the florist, and then me and del went up to Toys-r-us [TRU, Ser, it's ur fault, u influence me] to buy the toy flowers... 3 of them for the price of 2...&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, me and del look like two idiots off to meet gf, he with the real flowers and me with the toy ones...&lt;br /&gt;And then we reached J8 where we walked round and round and round waiting for Jo to call... And she missed called me thrice and i totally didn't feel the vibration...&lt;br /&gt;Shopping started, but we ended up hanging around most of the time... Then went to town to continue hanging out... Had mos for dinner and then after that proceeded home...&lt;br /&gt;Terribly busy V.day man today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm done with my shopping for CNY, i'm just gonna use the 2 shirts i bought with Ser ytd, i trust her taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and i saw da jie finally today after ages... It's really been ages since i saw her and i so totally miss her... And i finally got a chance to message Licia too, miss her too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this hol's been spending it with ppl that i miss for v.long... First was Ser, then Da Jie and Licia... Hopefully i'll be able to catch up with all those frenz that i haven seen in ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my aim to earn 2K is so unrealistic judging from the stuffs i'm doing, its like i'm not even bothering to find a job and i'm like out every single day shopping... I'm so dead meat... The only kinda confirm job is my 9 days at expo... Still considering store sales, but i guess i better make a decision soon before HR calls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Ser and Jiazhi is working with me at expo too... How cool is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda weird today cause seeing everyone on the streets as a couple and there u are knowing u're single... But somehow, i kinda love being single, being able to date whoever u want... My biggest dream is to be a Casanova, what the heck, what kinda dream is that... But then, i still love the freedom to be able to date whoever u want whenever u want... The only disadvantage, feeling lonely on days like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess V.day isn't that bad when u spend it with frenz around u, and V.day isn't that bad when u know that the flowers u gave someone really made their day, but V.day is bad when u see everyone on the streets holding hands, and there u are with no one beside u to hold, to hug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, all this shit is over, its officially 0136 on feb the 15... So till next year's v.day, muhahahaha... Hopefully, i'll be able to have u by my side next yr at v.day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have a perfect biz plan for v.day... Or rather, me and del came up with it... That is to buy flowers in bulk days before v.day and go out and sell them on the day itself... Whatever, this plan is not even original lor... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and fifteen decided to set up a temple where all our single 15s would become monks and nuns... HAHA... No wonder we had such a sad life on V.day, majority of 15 is unattached...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess i'll just have to fall asleep tonight and dream of u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please dun make me fall in love with u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I think i really need my dose of Chio-bu spotting soon before i start to fall into the curse of Japan... Karl Michael Lim, this is Singapore, Not Japan READ!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-8418405921520005691?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/8418405921520005691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=8418405921520005691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8418405921520005691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8418405921520005691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-229375515611630765</id><published>2007-02-14T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:51:58.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>I'm back... And yes, my damage increased again... I've only left a measly $200 in my account, and that is not inclusive of shopping trip tmr... Oh great, and to think i would be better off this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my date with Serene Darling... Haha... And its true that we've not seen each other for ages... Haha... Nothing to say about our date because its a date and everything that happened in it should be kept a secret between two person, but yes Ser, we should do this more often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I think i'm so dead meat, i've been spending $$ since exams ended and its out everyday and not home till the sky is dark... Tmr another shopping trip... Another chance to let $$ fly again...&lt;br /&gt;Cost of living is indeed getting higher, like that day i went shopping and i spotted 2 t-shirts and both of them cost $49.90 EACH!!! Like when did t-shirts cost $50 EACH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough whining, i'm going to have more whines tmr since i have like 7 hours to kill between meeting steph at hougang and meeting jo at paya lebar... And in the mean time, i've got stuffs to settle but they won't take that long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Would frenz end up as lovers&lt;br /&gt;and lovers end up as frenz???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-229375515611630765?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/229375515611630765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=229375515611630765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/229375515611630765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/229375515611630765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-2564052911923597989</id><published>2007-02-11T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T02:25:08.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exam</title><content type='html'>Exams ended on thursday and know what, i've not stopped shopping ever since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at Vivocity on the day exam ended... Official damage: $170&lt;br /&gt;After shopping that day, went home, then dinner and TV... And then enjoyed my computer games before taking a well deserved sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday met Jo, Quek and Jie at Dover after their paper, then went down to queensway... And the best thing is that when we were at the bus stop, Quek was saying 74 can go queensway, so we boarded that bus, then it went round and round and round... And a long while later, it reached this bus stop, and then we were still happily toking thinking we're not there yet... Then the bus driver shouted, "dui bu qi, last stop liaoz", and we were like at only bouna vista... So means the bus actually went round bouna vista la... HAHA... So we bo bian, took a cab to ikea... Went to alter jo's pants before going to Ikea for lunch... [Think meatballs]... Lunch was super wonderful cause i had my favourite meatballs... Then after that, went hanging out in Ikea's children section... And we realised jo can save alot of money buying kids bed for herself instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Orchard later to meet WL, Del, Teng for more shopping... So was like 3 guys following 4 girls around... Isa came and join us later while teng and WL went off.. So left with isa, me, del, quek, jo and jie... Went to Far East for more shopping, but was like jo and jie shopping while the remaining four had a conference meeting on major topics in U15... Oh, and thanks to Pat's message, the whole 15 is supporting WL's Pink fund... Cause her lucky colour is Pink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Pat: U know what to message WL for her lucky colour next week right, pink or purple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 11 just nice to watch my Always Ready show and then at 12, get some beauty sleep for tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, got woken up by a message... Then went to slack in front of the tellie, thinking i had alot of time to spare, so was catching LZX's SpeShow concert... Then after that realised i was running a bit late, so went to hurry up bathe and fly outta hse... And on the train, WL kindly messaged that she and Jie just woke up and that they'll be late... Meeting time changed to 1245...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;I was on the train when she msged&lt;br /&gt;AND!!!&lt;br /&gt;Meeting time is 1245...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i alighted at Orchard to get some shopping done before meeting them, and then i realised that i dunno what to get for CNY!!! Oh bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my time to shop from Wheelock to Heeren where i met del, and then continued shopping... After that went to cini, where we met Rynel... And RYNEL WAS EARLIER THAN THOSE 2 GIRLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there was a Lime Bazaar at the youth park behind cini,&lt;br /&gt;but the bazaar was firstly, ULTRA SMALL...&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, SELLS MOSTLY GALS CLOTHINGS...&lt;br /&gt;And thirdly, HAD LOTS OF GALS IN THICK MAKEUP MANNING THEIR STORE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of which made me and del totally walk outta bazaar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for jap food for lunch and then when we ate finish, the gals gladly strolled in...&lt;br /&gt;Time, 1330...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for K-Box... And i so totally miss K-ing la...&lt;br /&gt;And i successfully recorded Jie's message to her dearest lao gong thanks to all there today... HAHA... Anyone who wants the song file can come find me after i uploaded it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain song today bring back lots of memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After K-ing, we went to meet Sok Kee for dinner... And i realised that Sok Kee can be really blur... Like she said alot of funny things today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del and i concluded, the "blur" genes is from likai courtesy of his mother "liteng"... Currently tracing the line furthur up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this thing going round recently about chio-bu's, so here's my 2 cents worth on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Original entry by Del]&lt;br /&gt;So quoting from his Law on dating, pretty girls are normally with not so good looking guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that:&lt;br /&gt;Pretty gals with not so good looking guys...&lt;br /&gt;Good looking guys = single guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH!!! I'm a good looking guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the other philosophy is that pretty gals are mostly lesbians too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does that leaves us good looking guys???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average looking gals and ugly looking gals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, i think that after my trip to Japan, my standard and taste in gals has increased... And that's not good cause i already have a very high standard in gals, and its not helping by raising up that standard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its time for some chio-bu spotting soon... How i miss chio-bu spotting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i seriously tell u, all the chio-bu's are either in the NEL or the east side of Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like del spotted 5 on his way down from tampines... And what do i get from yishun, lao char bo... OMG!!! I needa move hse quickly man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go liaoz, i'm the last of the ppl to publish my entry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-2564052911923597989?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2564052911923597989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2564052911923597989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2564052911923597989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2564052911923597989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-exam.html' title='Post-exam'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-5367734861530157599</id><published>2007-02-08T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:15:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Riddance to EXAMS</title><content type='html'>FINALLY EXAMS ARE OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;3 WEEKS OF PURE TORTURE IS OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY FREEDOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this i must ultimately blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO HRM&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO SZETO-PANG LI LEE&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO CHRISTINE YING&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO ALL THE NAGGING&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO ALL THE "WHERE'S UR FULLSTOP"&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO ALL THE KEY WORDS THAT SOUNDS LIKE A RADIO REPEATING 4D NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO HUMAN RESOURCE MANAGEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ultimately, i count myself super lucky that i was not born a year later and not in SP a year later taking the same BA course... Cause i would most likely have choosen HR option since they did not offer tourism option, and i'll probably hit myself hard on the head for choosing to get taught by the "naggy" section for another 2 whole years... I mean like, it seems that all the HR lecturers are naggy, no wonder they're in HR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally exams are over... Officially ended at 10.40am this morning when i raised up my hand to pass up the paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivocity with Pat and WL for some shopping, and guess what, i ended up buying a pair of shoes which cost me $140 from Adidas and a green Nike waterbottle... And i was like the only one who spent money on shopping today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow more shopping firstly with Jo and then with some of the 15 peeps... So more $$ going out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday K box with 15 peeps... Finally K box... Been longing to K since i returned from Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Monday, K box again with class... WOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my aim is to make $2000 this holiday... $1000 to buy my N95 and $1000 for travelling in june... Hopefully will reach my aim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to play games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, here i come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To those taking their results tmr, good luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-5367734861530157599?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/5367734861530157599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=5367734861530157599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/5367734861530157599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/5367734861530157599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-riddance-to-exams.html' title='Good Riddance to EXAMS'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-412551290969297081</id><published>2007-02-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T23:15:51.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Lap...</title><content type='html'>Oh great... One more paper to go... But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO FM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO WONG YING YUAN (THAT AH KWA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THOSE NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THE LONG FORMULA SHEET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THAT FOUR TABLES FULL OF NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO TUTORIALS THAT ACCOMPLISHES NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO EVERYTHING FINANCIAL MANAGEMENT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... This is not the end to all those, I still have IAF next sem... Oh great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, Its good riddance for the next 9 weeks, we'll come to worry after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if u realised, there is no Ben Cho in the above "good riddance"... That is due to the fact that he's a good lecturer who explains clearly, not like that ^#&amp;amp;*@^%*^ Wong Ying Yuan... So we're (i'm) praying hard that he'll lecturer us next sem for IAF... [Prays]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more paper and its finally over... Human Resource Management...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say "This is like the last lap of a 2000m run, or the final 100m of a 400m race or the final 10m of a 100m sprint, must put in effort to make all ur previous effort count..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shut up... The final push i made today is notes-ing the stuff for HRM, so hopefully, my spotting is as accurate as WL, Jie and Jo says so... [Prays again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm hoping that my crapping and smoking skills would come in useful yet again tomorrow... [Prays for the 3rd time]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to life 12hrs later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping...&lt;br /&gt;Shopping...&lt;br /&gt;Tennis...&lt;br /&gt;Shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i went to NTUC today, i saw all the new yr goodies, and its so tempting not to be able to eat them... Its so tempting not to be able to shop for new clothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be free in 12 hrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and exams are making me fat, i can't stop eating whilst studying... Look at the stuffs i've ate since i started studying HRM... [Thinks about food]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 slice of apple strudel&lt;br /&gt;2 slices of bak kwa&lt;br /&gt;3 packet of Wang Wang&lt;br /&gt;1 Kinder Bueno&lt;br /&gt;4 Small Tangerines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's not all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my aim for the hols:&lt;br /&gt;1) Find a Job for the $$&lt;br /&gt;2) Get fit&lt;br /&gt;3) Spend more time with frenz&lt;br /&gt;4) Get sufficient sleep&lt;br /&gt;5) relax and recreation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i off to sleep le... Trying to hurry up finish up this 12 hours of my life... And then it'll be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS NO MORE TILL AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-412551290969297081?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/412551290969297081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=412551290969297081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/412551290969297081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/412551290969297081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/final-lap.html' title='Final Lap...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-9173536150210899060</id><published>2007-02-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:55:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Riddance to ECM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is so gonna look like all the after-exam post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO ECM&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO RANDY NG&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THE LARGE CHUNKS WE HAVE TO COPY&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THE CRAPPY SLIDES&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO EVERYTHING ELECTRONIC COMMERCE MANAGEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! 4 Down, 2 to GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen has a new rumour, however, save that till after exams... Chalet would be a good time to discuss it with Fifteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for fifteen, please message ur reply to either me or WL on ur attendance for chalet, its from 23rd to 25th Feb, BBQ would be on the 23rd as a farewell party for Isabella, who would be leaving on the next day... Amount for chalet itself (haven included other expense) is S$20 each... Thank You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a paper on wednesday, and another one on thursday, so this period is going to be the most tough period of the exams... Add with it the feeling of tiredness from mugging for the past dunno how long and the pressure of getting a Distinction for FM, WHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FM is my only hope for a Distinction and i really need one to pull up my GPA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my bro bought me the saints t-shirt... Finally got my hands on that shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to slack a while before mugging later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-9173536150210899060?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/9173536150210899060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=9173536150210899060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9173536150210899060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/9173536150210899060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-riddance-to-ecm.html' title='Good Riddance to ECM'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-7194799224859055563</id><published>2007-02-03T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:25:03.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalala... Exams...</title><content type='html'>Oh great... I'm not done with FM yet... Left one last chapter, and seriously, i dunno what to note for FM and ECM... Like everything is so not relavant to note... WHATEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must tahan, 1 more week and exams will be OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official countdown,&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;Monday,&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIP-PEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya right, i still have 5 more days, 5 more torturious days of exams and mugging and everything that comes with the both of those idiotic things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is for fifteen:&lt;br /&gt;Its a miracle how many of u are online today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE CAN U IMAGINE ONLY 2 OUTTA 15 AT 8.30pm ON A SATURDAY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is mugging and exams doing to fifteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is terrible, exams are really aliens trying to take over the world... ARGH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS EVERYONE??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its back to mugging... 1 more chapter and i'm done with FM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, Waiting, Waiting for the 8th of Feb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Exams are such a chore, terrible chore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-7194799224859055563?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/7194799224859055563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=7194799224859055563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7194799224859055563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/7194799224859055563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/lalalala-exams.html' title='Lalalala... Exams...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6725846330663076633</id><published>2007-02-01T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:35:53.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Riddance to TTP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is so gonna look like my previous entry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO TTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO SIOW CHIH WEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THE LONG CRAPPY NOTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THE EVERYTHING ALSO MUST STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THE MEMORISE LONG LONG LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO EVERYTHING TRAVEL AND TOURISM PRACTICES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you get the idea... Del says this looks gay, but nonono, this is good motivation and good for the morale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes la!!! 2 Down, 3 More to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the half way point le... Or perhaps it is the half way point, cause if i include UCCD that we had last week, its 3 down, 3 more to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo... I'm so planning my time after exams le... And i seriously need a job during the hols, I NEED THE MONEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok looks super appealing, Hong Kong too... I can hear Hong Kong Disneyland and Bangkok's MBK calling out to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, think about it after the exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i calculated:&lt;br /&gt;Today, Thursday, 1st Feb - notes ECM&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 2nd Feb - notes ECM/FM&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 3rd Feb - notes FM/HRM&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 4th Feb - PSS2 Finals, Can't go, DAMN!!! (Cause got morning paper the next day lo)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 4th Feb - Study/Revise ECM&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 5th Feb - ECM Paper&lt;br /&gt;Monday 5th Feb - notes HRM&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 6th Feb - Study/Revise FM&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 7th Feb - FM Paper&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 7th Feb - Notes/Study/Revise HRM&lt;br /&gt;Thurday, 8th Feb - HRM Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i follow to schedule, knowing i have a tendency to plan and not execute...&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard that i would follow to schedule above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and its so windy today, soon, Singapore's weather is going to = Tokyo's weather... And then, i'll have use for that ton of winter clothing i bought... What an idea... But Tokyo's weather isn't so bad after all... At least all my pimples clear up in that weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And exams are not helping out either... Stress = breakouts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to mugging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6725846330663076633?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6725846330663076633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6725846330663076633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6725846330663076633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6725846330663076633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-riddance-to-ttp.html' title='Good Riddance to TTP'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6049180454246728308</id><published>2007-01-30T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:05:10.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Riddance to PSCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO PSCM&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO EDDIE ONG&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO HIS UNTIDY NOTES&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO THAT UGLY BOOK OF HIS&lt;br /&gt;GOOD RIDDANCE TO EVERYTHING SUPPLY CHAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, its finally over... PSCM is finally over!!! No more the need to see that ugly book which we call notes, no more the need to read that super untidy and inconsistant notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 down, 4 more to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jia you ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6049180454246728308?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6049180454246728308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6049180454246728308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6049180454246728308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6049180454246728308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-riddance-to-pscm.html' title='Good Riddance to PSCM'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-2731052685257587522</id><published>2007-01-29T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:42:28.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSCM Exam TMR!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i have a paper tomorrow... Its PSCM... The dumb module that i've been complaining about for the past 2 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just DLed Lin JJ's Concert Album, and i like the bass and the music compared to his normal album, maybe it just sounds better on my hi-fi... HAHA... Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was de-stressing yesterday when i found 2 articles suitable for those taking their exams now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funkygrad.com/think/displayarticle.php?artID=542&amp;subcat=study"&gt; The Philosophy of Exams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funkygrad.com/think/displayarticle.php?artID=162&amp;amp;subcat=study"&gt;  Studying : Improving Your Memory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are other exam related articles at that webbie, &lt;a href="http://www.funkygrad.com/"&gt; Funkygrad&lt;/a&gt;, so when u really need to de-stress, its a fun place to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ok, i'm off to continue mugging PSCM...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-2731052685257587522?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2731052685257587522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2731052685257587522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2731052685257587522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2731052685257587522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/pscm-exam-tmr.html' title='PSCM Exam TMR!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1958532365878983769</id><published>2007-01-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:59:03.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studyinq pt 2</title><content type='html'>What can i say, i'm like triple multi tasking, so if this entry sounds weird or sounds anything not me, i'm so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that i did study PSCM... I even did up my notes like how i used to do... And i even used my spoting question and whatever method to study... But, it seems to me that i'm completely blank about the module...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE!!! I NEEDA STUDY MORE OF IT!!! DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, everyone is currently suffering from exam stress... And its killing everyone... I wonder how many of the 15 would be left after this exam... CHOY!!! 15, JIA YOU!!! Remember u're not taking ur paper alone, the other 14 are behind supporting u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who have wished me luck ever since i mugged like hell, Jamie Girl, Steph, Ying Xuan Mei, Xiuhui, 15, DBA12 and to the rest who've wished me luck but i've forgotten, sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm off to mugging... WISH ME LUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so gonna hate studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1958532365878983769?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1958532365878983769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1958532365878983769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1958532365878983769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1958532365878983769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/studyinq-pt-2.html' title='Studyinq pt 2'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-2157322274075142062</id><published>2007-01-27T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:03:17.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Studying is such a chore...&lt;br /&gt;In fact, its the worst chore of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm so looking forward to the 8th of Feburary 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-2157322274075142062?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2157322274075142062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2157322274075142062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2157322274075142062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2157322274075142062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-964630276233484413</id><published>2007-01-26T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:34:49.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging...</title><content type='html'>So the last time i blogged was like nearly 1 week ago... But there's been nothing evenful in my life so far... Its just study study study... Oh well, i'll try to find something eventful to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally finished up PSCM on Saturday... Sunday was supposed to study UCCD, but went down to my cousin's hse instead so ended up nv study... At least monday, i was able to study UCCD... UCCD test was ok, quite happy that i knew how to do most of the question... Then went home and out again for lunch with sister... Its her birthday... Then after that, had a mini-birthday party for her in the evening, invited her friends... AND U KNOW WHAT!!! She had 2 cakes lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that day, i've been stuck at home ever since... And i'm like super late in finishing up my TTP, due to the fact that i've been slacking everyday... BOO!!! Gotta finish it by tomorrow at the most man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was quite a busy day for me, woke up early in the morning and went down to meet Steph for breakfast and at the same time, take back my calculator, and we walked round Hougang mall waiting for the shops to open, cause it was too early in the morning... Then went down to meet WL at Sengkang CP to settle some bank stuff... And i guess i did alot of stupid things when we were at CP... HAHA... Refer to her &lt;a href="http://woei-ling.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, and i super need a job for the 9 weeks holidays that is coming cause i need the $$... So if anyone have any lobang, tyty... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, went down to meet Jo cause she had to fax her employment form to her company... So had lunch with her and then helped her fax her employment form... And we were talking about laptops at one point, which reminds me... I want a new laptop... And the Green Sony Vaio has caught my eyes... And u know what, its only $1999, $1000 cheaper than my orange Toshiba... Refer &lt;a href="http://vaio-online.sony.com/prod_info/vgn-c13g_w/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Fifteen, and while u're at that side, take a look at the Pink laptop as well... Dun u think its super suitable for our dear friend Woei Ling... HAHA... And no WL, no one's gonna buy that lappie for u.... HAHA... I'm being mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing, my blog has been invaded by Wanyi, and she didn't even tag... So Wanyi, if u've come to invade this blog of mine, u're surely see this, and when u see this, TAG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Off to mug for TTP again, it has better be done by Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't wait for 11.10am on the 8th of Feb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-964630276233484413?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/964630276233484413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=964630276233484413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/964630276233484413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/964630276233484413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to blogging...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-6614917954953232557</id><published>2007-01-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:38:35.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>So i'm like supposed to study... I'm 2 days late in finishing up my PSCM... Was supposed to finish it on Thursday, but dragged till today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school yesterday, not counting exams... The next time i go back to school for lessons would be in Year 3... And that would be in April... Oh ya, i think i've never mentioned this before, but 12 is a realli fun class... Esp. when we do all the crappy things together like plotting to anyhow do up TTP's walking tour and plotting to share answers for FM project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was also the final presentation for Year 2... Had ECM formal presentation, and i guess i didn'd do as well as i used to, even Wanyi asked me after our presentation what was wrong... I think it's a combination of not enough rest, mugging and not drinking water before i present... My throat felt really dry when i presented lor... Completely forgot to drink water before going up to present... How forgetful could i get... Esp me as a debater, always knowingly before every debate, would drink like tons of water... You should see the amount of times i visit the drink stall uncle on debate days... Oh, and no water cooler water, only mineral water and the best way to keep your throat "smooth" for presentation and speaking is drink a bottle of pink dolphin peach flavour, it really works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i was surfing the net yesterday for stuff that i wanna buy... Here's a list (reminder to self):&lt;br /&gt;1) Orange Adidas Jacket, $125&lt;br /&gt;2) Green Adidas Superstar Shoes, $125&lt;br /&gt;3) Fossil Watch, $130&lt;br /&gt;4) Hugo Boss Fragrance, $100&lt;br /&gt;5) Another Crumpler Bag, The single color one, $ 89&lt;br /&gt;6) Another Bag of size between my crumpler and billabong bag, $100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the damage after the above: $669&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i realli need a job for the coming holidays... HAHA... And shir encourage me to search the papers for a job... HAHA... I shall do that after the exam... But anyone who has any lobang for jobs can msg me... HAHA... Would deeply apperciate them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i had GEMs test after lunch... Test started at 1.30, and i went in at 1 to study, but then the teacher was showing some funny movies and we laughed and laughed and laughed... And guess what, i finished my GEMs test within 5 mins... HAHA... Oh, and thanks to Jia Min cause her tips were quite accurate... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had TTP walking tour, which was dumb and fun... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'd better be off to study le... Left with 3 or 4 more chapters for PSCM then i'll be done with it... Gotta get a GPA of more than 3 for my this sem or else its bye bye to my double degree of BA and Law at NUS...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-6614917954953232557?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/6614917954953232557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=6614917954953232557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6614917954953232557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/6614917954953232557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1501854708594653346</id><published>2007-01-18T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:30:23.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam's coming... Part 2</title><content type='html'>I'm here again... And yes, i'm gonna say this for the million time (or rather shout), EXAMS ARE COMING!!! ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have  ECM formal presentation tomorrow, and after that, in the afternoon, i have GEMS test... After GEMS test, we have a class walking tour round SP... And the whole class is going to like walk all over SP in formal thanks to our presentation... So if u see a big group of students walking around in formal attire, DUN LAUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my UCCD notes, studying it one more time tomorrow on my way home from school and prolly a few more times before my UCCD exam on tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and talking about notes, u should see how terrible my PSCM notes are... They are like so messy, inconsistant, with alot of mistakes, repetation and i dunno what to say!!! And u know what is the worst thing of all, the notes is in a book form published by a well known publisher... AND WORST!!! The front cover of the book has a line that writes: "Edited by..."&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! Its edited and there are still so many mistakes... Wouldn't it be worst if it was uneditted. And we dun see this happening in the notes for other modules, and their notes are binded pieces of paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the internet is getting on my nerves... Its acting like a 56k moderm... Like who uses this speed now??? I need a new moderm, and a more faster one to that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now is mugging time... Everyone is mugging... And no doubt, i'm mugging too... So its back to mugging... Cyaz around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-1501854708594653346?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1501854708594653346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1501854708594653346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1501854708594653346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1501854708594653346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/exams-coming-part-2.html' title='Exam&apos;s coming... Part 2'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-685712897284765572</id><published>2007-01-17T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T14:22:51.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>Didn't go to school today... I think that going to school now is a waste of time... All the project presentations are more or less done (less ECM this friday), all the reports are already submitted... Most of what we are supposed to learn has already been taught (but how much have we learnt???)... Its quite a waste of time waking up super early in the morning and forcing urself to go to school for no particular reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i wasted my whole day yesterday by waking up at a super early timing of 7 to go for UCCD lecture... And for those of you who do not know, my tuesday timetable is technically 12-2... 12-1 is for projects and 1-2 is for TTP lecture...  And for once, my "guai"-ness did not pay off... UCCD lecture ended super early, though i must say that Sheh is a good lecturer... He tries to make things sounds more interesting early in the morning when everyone wants to sleep... And compare the amount of people at his 9-10 lecture, or rather 9-9.30 lecture, to the amount of people at the 10-11 HRM lecture later on in the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So UCCD ended at 9.30 and then breakfast outside MLT 10... HAHA... We just sat down at the bench eating stuff bought from the FC... Then it was back inside MLT 10 for HRM... And gosh, look at the turnout, if this was at 9, i bet there'll be lesser people than this... So i "suai"-ly got called by that auntie lecturer of mine to answer the question, and God knows how she knows my name... GOSH... Should start keeping a low profile man... Even at TTP, Chih Wee asked how much did i get for MCQ and i innocently proclaimed "9", when i was half way marking my script... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school's been boring for the past 2 days... And i've been mugging since saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only productive thing i did yesterday was to finish up UCCD, but that was like in 3 days... So yeah, i'm done with UCCD, just one more time revising on monday and hopefully i'll get a B or something higher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i'm studying PSCM (that dumb module i blogged about earlier) cause that's my next paper after UCCD... Oh, and i haven studied for GEMS test this friday... Hopefully, i can sneak a little copy during that test... Its quite a waste of time though the test... And yes, GEMS is of no relevance to my course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, finally, before i forget, let me update my dates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th Jan - ECM presentation&lt;br /&gt;19th Jan - KYTB Quiz&lt;br /&gt;23rd Jan - UCCD Final&lt;br /&gt;23rd Jan - Karen's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;30th Jan - PSCM Final&lt;br /&gt;1st Feb - TTP Final&lt;br /&gt;5th Feb - ECM Final&lt;br /&gt;7th Feb - FM Final&lt;br /&gt;8th Feb - HRM Final&lt;br /&gt;18-20 Feb - CNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;23-25 Feb - U15 Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, U15 chalet has been booked for the 23-25 of Feb... And from what i heard from Jo and WL, they wanna go hike Mt Ophir this June, so they are arranging either a KL or Genting trip after their hike...&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm seriously looking forward to U15's chalet... All the nonsense we do, the crap stuff we talk about, the crappy moives we watch... BBQ would be on the 24th and i think clubbing on the 23rd night... So prepare yourselves, oh ya, and ur $$ too... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and dun forget the mens mag as well... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to eat and then mugging again... Cya around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-685712897284765572?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/685712897284765572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=685712897284765572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/685712897284765572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/685712897284765572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-8328227247521962476</id><published>2007-01-14T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:26:11.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are coming... HELP!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, now that most of the reports and presentations are done with, there is only one more dumb thing to go through every sem... THE MOST DREADED EXAMS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone is busy studying for their exams, and everyone is so looking forward to after exams, not to say the least me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think studying is a chore now, no more a privilege... I mean, who studies till the point that they wanna vomit blood... I seriously need to play, whatever it is, online games, video games, computer games... U name it, i need it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be a doctor for once...  For all suffering from lack-of-playtime disease (that's what liteng calls it)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prescription:&lt;br /&gt;Tons of games&lt;br /&gt;Tons of outings&lt;br /&gt;Tons of shopping trips&lt;br /&gt;Tons of whatever u wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u know what...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when u go to a doctor, and u are sick, and ur doctor prescribes u some medicine... And when u dun eat them or take care of urself, ur doctor would scold u... Well, this isn't going to happen, cause U GOT NO CHOICE, THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BLOODY&lt;/span&gt; EXAMS ARE COMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UCCD is getting on my nerves... TTP has never been so boring... And i thought last sem was bad... This sem is worst... Look at all the crap i'm studying... Trompenaars, Hofstede... Who the hell are these ppl and what are they doing in my lecture notes... Even their names are hard to spell... Like Trompenaars (pronnunced trom-pee-na), like i would think its spelt, IDIOT... And the other guy, Hofstede (pronnunced hof-stir-dus), he would be spelt, STUPID...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and i have yet to complain about my other modules... Somehow, i feel that SB is really just giving us things to study... Like what relevance has Principle of Supply Chain Management got to do with the tourism industry... U mean we gotta plan how to transport tourist to our beautiful island this way:&lt;br /&gt;1 TEU (Twenty Foot Equilivant Unit, commonly known as a Container that u see at PSA) can contain 200 surrogated boxes (bloody boxes used for packing)&lt;br /&gt;1 surrogated boxes can contain 24 tourist...&lt;br /&gt;Or this&lt;br /&gt;First, we'll transport the tourists by sea by ship, and then we'll transport them by land by truck to their hotel, and here comes the best part... Then we store them in the DC (Distribution Centre, commonly known as a warehouse) till customers (hotels, attractions, airlines, and all other tourism related thingys) order... When customer order comes in, we remove these boxes of tourist from the warehouse and transport them by truck to the customers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the tourism industry was like this, there is no need for this industry anyway, cause it would never work out... Like who wanna be transported in containers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And dun get me started on my other modules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a choice, my module list would look like this:&lt;br /&gt;1. How to Rebel&lt;br /&gt;2. How to Not Study and Pass&lt;br /&gt;3. How to play games&lt;br /&gt;4. How to shop&lt;br /&gt;5. Travelling&lt;br /&gt;6. How to excel in this screwed up world without any paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the other module list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Play&lt;br /&gt;2. Go Out&lt;br /&gt;3. Sports&lt;br /&gt;4. Entertainment&lt;br /&gt;5. Movies&lt;br /&gt;6. K-Box&lt;br /&gt;7. Chalet&lt;br /&gt;8. Holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, come to think of it, the Sick School's module list isn't bad either... But that is more suitable for ppl like Liteng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my dad be an owner of some large company (MNCs would be nice, Companies would be nicer), then no matter how my results turn out, i'll still be a manager or something once i start out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or why can't my dad be the president of the US... That way, i'll ask every one of my secret service agents to study 1 module each, and then at the test, i'll just have to write my name on the paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this is such a torture...&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, u learn that whenever year-end comes, u have christmas, and that is when u have lots of presents... And then when the year starts, you start school and u get to see all ur frenz, and u chat till who knows what, and play, and outings, without having to care a damn about exams and study till March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look what we have now... Christmas, New Year, Reports, Presentations and EXAMS!!! Like any idiot can also tell u that they don't go together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember your first day in Primary 1... How excited were u, all the stories that you hear that school is exciting, fun... And then, you would give up anything to go to school... Even if u were sick and dying (ok, probably not dying), you would still go to school... MCs were like dumb pieces of paper that you kept in ur wallet... Or paper that ur mum would insist u pass to ur teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lied to were we... We were never told of exams... We were never told of crap modules we had to study... And the nice 3 subject list then: English, MT, Maths... No one told us that it would grow to include crappy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Now, i would give up anything not to go to school... And MCs are treasures that every sought after... If u were sick, flu, cough, sore throat, headache, stomachache, simple illness like these, u won't hesistate to go to the doctor just to obtain an MC...&lt;br /&gt;And in Poly, 25% ability to skip, pon is everyone's treasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever came up with this idea of having paper qualifications should be strapped to a pole and burnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing, i think the socialist idea is still better...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this, when u are in a socialist society, everything is given to u by the state... Dun have to give a damn about study, dun have to give a damn about work... Everyday just slack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about a Capitalism society???&lt;br /&gt;Study your guts out for some pieces of paper... Work your guts out to earn misely amount of money to survive on... Where's the time to slack??? Everyone is super in need of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever thought why Singapore's population is aging...&lt;br /&gt;Its because all the young ppl are either too stressed out that it affects their sperm/ovules, or they are commiting sucide due to the pressure, or they dun have the time to produce babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so enough whining, i still got tons of things to study...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-8328227247521962476?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/8328227247521962476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=8328227247521962476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8328227247521962476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/8328227247521962476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/exams-are-coming-help.html' title='Exams are coming... HELP!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-1028293518190585869</id><published>2007-01-09T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:08:06.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan 2nd post</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i'm back, and school has started for 2 days le... And to continue with my dumb list of complain:&lt;br /&gt;1) School's started&lt;br /&gt;2) I have to wake early every day (well, earlier than during the hols)&lt;br /&gt;3) Projects comes back again&lt;br /&gt;4) 1 report due, 1 itinerary due&lt;br /&gt;5) Formal presentation, presentation&lt;br /&gt;6) Exams are coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on and on... Ya... So school is ok, having my first formal presentation for the sem tomorrow... First one of the year too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dates again:&lt;br /&gt;10th Jan - PSCM presentation&lt;br /&gt;11th Jan - HRM presentation&lt;br /&gt;12th Jan - ECM report due, TTP walking tour due&lt;br /&gt;19th Jan - ECM presentation&lt;br /&gt;19th Jan - KYTB Quiz&lt;br /&gt;23rd Jan - UCCD Final&lt;br /&gt;23rd Jan - Karen's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;30th Jan - PSCM Final&lt;br /&gt;1st Feb - TTP Final&lt;br /&gt;5th Feb - ECM Final&lt;br /&gt;7th Feb - FM Final&lt;br /&gt;8th Feb - HRM Final&lt;br /&gt;18-20 Feb - CNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promise, 2nd part of my japan post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;TOKYO DISNEYSEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-VWfMKeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVHdvl7ujDo/s1600-h/19122006395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-VWfMKeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVHdvl7ujDo/s320/19122006395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017993315099617762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The entrance fountain, the symbol of Tokyo Disneysea, just as Cinderella's Castle is the symbol for Tokyo Disneyland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-U2fMKdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6py5kY_e62c/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-U2fMKdI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6py5kY_e62c/s320/DSC00710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017993306509683154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night time view of the entrance fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-VmfMKfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DSWw1WBdG3Q/s1600-h/19122006390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-VmfMKfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DSWw1WBdG3Q/s320/19122006390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017993319394585074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Medierranean Harbor... This is the biggest land in Tokyo Disneysea... It is also the entrance land to Tokyo Disneysea, means everyone who comes to Tokyo Disneysea would have to go past these arches seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-V2fMKgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4vDJh1Ogx3I/s1600-h/19122006427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-V2fMKgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4vDJh1Ogx3I/s320/19122006427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017993323689552386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view of Medierranean Harbor across the centre lagoon... The centre largoon is also where both the day and the night parade takes place... And everyone would gather round this lagoon to view the parade... I'm still in Medierranean Harbor when i took this picture, prove of the size of the land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-WGfMKhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tsX47vPdSUE/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-WGfMKhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tsX47vPdSUE/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017993327984519698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many decorations they put up for chirstmas... There are many of these "statues" scattered round the park, makes very good place for photo taking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBEWfMKiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8HblM_GYkYo/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBEWfMKiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8HblM_GYkYo/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017996321576725026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one of those statues in the park... This one celebrates the 5 year aniversary of Tokyo Disney Resort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBEWfMKjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GhBjyD3Wey8/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBEWfMKjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GhBjyD3Wey8/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017996321576725042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arabian Coast... Another land of Disneysea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBE2fMKkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SO0ChbWamwQ/s1600-h/19122006437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBE2fMKkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SO0ChbWamwQ/s320/19122006437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017996330166659650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mermaid Largoon... Where Ariel and her friends come to play... This land is unique to Disney, because it has and outdoor portion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBFGfMKlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PXxIj7heljs/s1600-h/19122006466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBFGfMKlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PXxIj7heljs/s320/19122006466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017996334461626962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and an indoor portion... Never seen something like that in Disney before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBFWfMKmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bEaGofXbCD4/s1600-h/19122006440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOBFWfMKmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bEaGofXbCD4/s320/19122006440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017996338756594274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mysterious Island... This land is right in the middle of a volcano, and below the walkway is a canal (looks more like a river though), making this land feel very mysterious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEuGfMKpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PVlRPsCVt50/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEuGfMKpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PVlRPsCVt50/s320/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018000337371146898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Port Discovery, another land of Disneysea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, that ends of Tokyo Disneysea... Anyway, here are a few other shots in disney... Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEtmfMKnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wnB_vXnzvIU/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEtmfMKnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wnB_vXnzvIU/s320/DSC00579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018000328781212274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEt2fMKoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-CUXrYVLJPk/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEt2fMKoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-CUXrYVLJPk/s320/DSC00580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018000333076179586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and this in a shop window, and felt that they were really cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEuGfMKqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0gTZxUAR2Sk/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEuGfMKqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0gTZxUAR2Sk/s320/Image038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018000337371146914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have u seen the buses they have in Disney???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEuWfMKrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KYbEVEx45Yo/s1600-h/17122006214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaOEuWfMKrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/KYbEVEx45Yo/s320/17122006214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018000341666114226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or the trains???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-VWfMKeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVHdvl7ujDo/s1600-h/19122006395.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19921431-1028293518190585869?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/1028293518190585869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=1028293518190585869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1028293518190585869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/1028293518190585869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/japan-2nd-post.html' title='Japan 2nd post'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RaN-VWfMKeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVHdvl7ujDo/s72-c/19122006395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921431.post-2819594333382272813</id><published>2007-01-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:37:16.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Rebelling...</title><content type='html'>Blogger is rebelling against me... Been trying to update since i came back from Japan but it takes ages just to load their log in page... I think everything's rebelling now, the net is getting slower, the com is getting slower and my lappie as well is getting slower... Drats, new year all become old outdated gadgets le, so got the right to rebel... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i know i came back from Japan ages ago and i should blog and bla bla bla, but blogger was rebelling... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan:&lt;br /&gt;Japan was fun, though cold...&lt;br /&gt;So i left at night, 16th dec 2006... The plane onli took off at 11 something and that is really late for someone who always flies either in the morning or the afternoon... Its weird waking up and telling urself that today u're gonna fly, but then not rushing to do up anything... HAHA... Was stuck inside the tube for 7 hours, watched a movie, "Stormbreaker" and slept a bit before they turned on the cabin lights for breakfast... Oh great... After breakfast, it was around the time we were getting in to Japan, so no use sleeping... Reached Narita at 7, common proceedure before ending up in the arrival hall of the airport... Oh ya, and i proclaimed that it was not cold after getting off the plane [i'll come to regret this later]... HAHA... And to add on, i filled up so many forms that i didn't even know what was for what... [Trying to recall] 1. Entry Card (Immigration) 2. Health Check Form (Health Dept.) 3. Customs Declaration Form (Customs)... Ya... I think the only time i filled up more of this crappy forms was on my china study tour, and that time, i had someone fill them for me... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;Took a "Airport Limousine" (Its a bus service btw, sth like SBS) to our hotel, Sheraton Grande Tokyo Bay... Tell u guys a secret, this hotel is located like 1 stop from DisneySea and 3 stops from Disneyland on the Disney Resort Liner, imagine how close it is to disney???&lt;br /&gt;Reached the hotel at 9 (tokyo time) and then proceeded to check in, but however, we could not check in cause our room was only available after 2... So we left our bags at the front desk, at went to Shibuya... Yes, the world famous Shibuya District of Tokyo... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;Took a subway there, had to change 1 time at Tokyo station though... And the walk from one train to the other took ages, its like so long a walk... Reached Shibuya finally and went to a departmental store to eat... Had japanese claypot rice... First japanese meal in japan... HAHA... After lunch, went to the Shibuya district for a walk, saw (and even videoed) the world famous Shibuya crossing... Didn't buy anything though, cause there was like nothing to buy, but saw some cool handphones, the next handphone i want is a 3G handphone from Japan...&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to the hotel... Where we could check in... So anyway, before we went back, we went to a convenience store to get some stuff... And yes, a japanese convenience store sellls practically everything... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;Checked in, then had a bath then went off for dinner, dinner buffet at the coffee house in the hotel... After that, went back for a well deserved rest...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after day 1, days 2,3,4 and 5 were all spent in DISNEY!!! HAHA... So its disney galore for my trip... I'll let the pictures do the talking for these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-oa2fMKHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WrsCjDWbVbY/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-oa2fMKHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WrsCjDWbVbY/s320/DSC00840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016913689170421874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Famed Shibuya Crossing... Lots of ppl, then loads of cars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-ob2fMKJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/V4QwVITVm3M/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-ob2fMKJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/V4QwVITVm3M/s320/Image029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016913706350291090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look what i found in Shibuya... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-obWfMKII/AAAAAAAAAAk/CwoJHrPOXGU/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-obWfMKII/AAAAAAAAAAk/CwoJHrPOXGU/s320/DSC00851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016913697760356482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese handphones... I want one!!! They have cool functions... I even saw a boy (a kid, around primary school age) watching TV on his handphone... THEY HAVE TV ON THEIR HANDPHONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-oZ2fMKFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PmkxvDishwo/s1600-h/Image155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-oZ2fMKFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PmkxvDishwo/s320/Image155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016913671990552658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is must talk about... The japanese toilet bowl that actually shoots water at ur butt... HAHA... And i mean it... Or u can be rather bad and ask someone to put their face at the toilet bowl to see what is going on and press the button and the water will shoot that person's face... HAHA... Have u heard it before, a toilet bowl that shoots water... HAHA... Its actually used to clean ur butt after shittting... HAHA... And its fun to play with... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tFmfMKPI/AAAAAAAAACE/HqAMscAPDJY/s1600-h/18122006276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tFmfMKPI/AAAAAAAAACE/HqAMscAPDJY/s320/18122006276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016918821656340722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Disneyland station... Look very DISNEY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tGGfMKQI/AAAAAAAAACM/kXhMV8IE_iM/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tGGfMKQI/AAAAAAAAACM/kXhMV8IE_iM/s320/Image066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016918830246275330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this inside the station... Looks very nice... Very Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tGWfMKRI/AAAAAAAAACU/DmR2t6qtGHQ/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tGWfMKRI/AAAAAAAAACU/DmR2t6qtGHQ/s320/DSC01257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016918834541242642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to Disneyland... Again very DISNEY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tGmfMKSI/AAAAAAAAACc/mldwlxSFSkM/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tGmfMKSI/AAAAAAAAACc/mldwlxSFSkM/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016918838836209954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;World Bazaar...Tokyo Disneyland... Christmas Fantasy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tHWfMKTI/AAAAAAAAACk/g2xr5dOXrfA/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-tHWfMKTI/AAAAAAAAACk/g2xr5dOXrfA/s320/Image075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016918851721111858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside World Bazaar... This is the Tokyo Disneyland version of Main Street U.S.A. Supposed to look like a 1950s United States Town... Look at that enormous christmas tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-wLGfMKVI/AAAAAAAAADI/P10moTvVsX8/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-wLGfMKVI/AAAAAAAAADI/P10moTvVsX8/s320/DSC00657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016922214680504658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite ride, Astroblasters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-wLGfMKUI/AAAAAAAAADA/tuVuG-3hGnk/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-wLGfMKUI/AAAAAAAAADA/tuVuG-3hGnk/s320/DSC00583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016922214680504642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adventureland in Japan, looks like the Hong Kong one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-yg2fMKaI/AAAAAAAAADw/HcMi4jmCt5s/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-yg2fMKaI/AAAAAAAAADw/HcMi4jmCt5s/s320/Image127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016924787365915042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toontown... My sis's favourite place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-xzGfMKZI/AAAAAAAAADo/NPb2i3VdW1s/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-xzGfMKZI/AAAAAAAAADo/NPb2i3VdW1s/s320/Image103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016924001386899858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cindy's Castle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-xy2fMKYI/AAAAAAAAADg/-FTLBrkq_k0/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-xy2fMKYI/AAAAAAAAADg/-FTLBrkq_k0/s320/DSC00894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016923997091932546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cindy's Castle with one of the christmas decoration at disney's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-xymfMKXI/AAAAAAAAADY/ntXztvfD-4c/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-xymfMKXI/AAAAAAAAADY/ntXztvfD-4c/s320/DSC00888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016923992796965234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney with Mickey Mouse and Cindy's Castle in the background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-yhWfMKcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Z3_5WpflpJA/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-yhWfMKcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Z3_5WpflpJA/s320/DSC00884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016924795955849666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disney Japanese Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-yhGfMKbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9PibtTXc68U/s1600-h/18122006319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-yhGfMKbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9PibtTXc68U/s320/18122006319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016924791660882354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disney Fastfood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Disneysea when i next blog... HAHA... Cyaz guys...&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/19921431-2819594333382272813?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/2819594333382272813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=2819594333382272813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2819594333382272813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/2819594333382272813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogger-rebelling.html' title='Blogger Rebelling...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KHgcQD_9bs4/RZ-oa2fMKHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WrsCjDWbVbY/s72-c/DSC00840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921431.post-116620312561060905</id><published>2006-12-16T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:18:45.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan in 24 hrs</title><content type='html'>Leaving for Japan in less than 24 hours... Will miss my darling badly, and will miss my frenz, but not so bad, cause almost all of them going overseas during this time too... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went out with U15 today, watched movie, The Holiday, quite a dumb show with alot of kissing, then went for dinner at kenny rogers... After that went for U15 hobby, picture taking before going home... Short day out compared to other U15 outings... HAHA... Guess everyone is tired while preparing for their trip... They have been going out since like wed to prepare for their trip and they are still going out tmr... HAHA... Cause they are hiking Mt Ophir... HAHA... While i enjoy the cold in japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, short post, going off here, will blog when i'm back from Japan... Dun miss me (esp to WL)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/590572/horoscopes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/950406/horoscopes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look what Teng sent me??? Prove of her sicko-ness???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116620312561060905?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116620312561060905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116620312561060905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116620312561060905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116620312561060905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/12/japan-in-24-hrs.html' title='Japan in 24 hrs'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116576683138436569</id><published>2006-12-10T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:07:12.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week behind, The week ahead</title><content type='html'>Leaving for japan on Saturday, finally... However, this week is gonna be a hectic week for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday        -    Project Discussion&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday        -    Christmas Shopping&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday    -   Bowling, Packing&lt;br /&gt;Thursday        -  Christmas Shopping&lt;br /&gt;Friday                -     Outing with U15&lt;br /&gt;Saturday        -      Leaving for Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and u know what, i have 2 project report and 2 presentation due on Friday:&lt;br /&gt;1) HRM report&lt;br /&gt;2) TTP report&lt;br /&gt;3) TTP presentation&lt;br /&gt;4) UCCD presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have i been doing the past week, well projs projs and more projs... Everything is like dued this 2 weeks lor... And know what, we only started doing in Week 9... I finally got a card that i can sign with, that opens me up to more transactions, does that means more money gone??? Tues went to Sentosa with darling again, our current favourite hangout place...  Promised her to bring her shopping at Vivo once, and a trip to the reptile park as well though, so we shall see our next place... She's now working though, so less time with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was dinner with U15 peeps again... And every friday when i go out with them, mummy will always say, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY U EVERY FRIDAY GO OUT DINNER ONE???&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like friday is the only day we all meet up lor... HAHA... Anyway, me, del, wl and irene went to vivo to eat... Ate at this super expensive Swensens restaurant... Then we went to the sky garden to take pic as always, U15 hobby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ANYONE GOT SGD3000 TO SPARE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/225267/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/66909/Image023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a female husky, and it cost a freaking $3000 bucks, actually its $2850 but plus all the other charges, $3000 la... And darling says go take from mummy la... If only taking money was that easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sitting on my bed blogging... Gonna drift into dreamland anytime soon... Will try to blog again before i leave anyway... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/972591/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/284712/Image041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Irene: 'I WANT MORE POCKET MONEY MUMMY!!! OR ELSE I'LL KILL U!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Del: "NO GIRL, NO EXTRA POCKET MONEY!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/369626/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/29199/Image042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Irene: "NO EXTRA??? WELL I'LL KILL U"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Del: "ARGH!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/440324/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/477464/Image043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Irene: "HAHAHAHA!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Del: "ARGH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note both of them am chio-ing through the pics... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... And i have prove of WL's fetish for penguins...&lt;br /&gt;SCROLL DOWN TO SEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/369613/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/149635/Image031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/829011/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/325974/Image030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/1600/974922/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1679/350/320/270962/Image032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3, 4, 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Doesn't that proves her fetish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19921431-116576683138436569?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116576683138436569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116576683138436569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116576683138436569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116576683138436569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/12/week-behind-week-ahead.html' title='The week behind, The week ahead'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116468764151447047</id><published>2006-11-28T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:20:41.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa with Darling</title><content type='html'>Finally got a beach date with darling yesterday... Went Sentosa with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So met her at 0930 at her house, was quite early and when i called her upon reaching her house, her phone was engaged... Great, so i waited for 15 mins for that girl to ans her phone... Met her then went down to my old house to grab some stuff before going to Vivo for breakfast... She had some hotpot noodles which she happily told the uncle to add more chilli and i had mee hoon kwey... And dearest mummy gave me her kopitiam card with onli 3 sth inside, good only to buy darling's meal... And my blur darling, ask me buy for her watermelon milkshake, so i went to buy a watermelon milkshake for her and a cup of watermelon juice for myself, and she gladly asked me, what did i buy for her after drinking like half the cup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we went to Vivomart to get some stuff before going off to the beach... 2 big bottles of water, 1 packet of Nachos and 1 bottle of suntanning oil... Then it was off to the beach... Reached the beach and we walked and walked to find a good spot to suntan... We finally settled on a corner on another island which we had to go across by a bridge... So the sun was just right for tanning... Tanned, then water, then tan, then water, then suddenly, she said, "I think its gonna rain", and then we sat there a while and, RAIN!!! DIE!!! So run back to main island to seek shelter under a tent cause she say, she dun want her bag to get wet... And while under the tent, she wanted to go bathe, so we ran to the toilet to bathe, and know what, her bag got wet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bathing, we went to Underwater World... This girl loves to look at animals, last time was zoo, now underwater world... So we spent like an hour at underwater world looking at the sea creatures, then we went to the food court near underwater world to sit... She claimed hungry, so wanted to get her something to eat, and guess what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 plate of chicken rice - $8.40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 bowl of Laksa - $7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE PRICES MAN!!! In the end, did not eat, end up walking again, before settling down at a Delifrance near the beach to eat... Then after lunch at 3 sth, we went to Billabong where she went window shopping... And knowing my dearest darling, window shopping would equals to alot of things she wants... Total bill to come, $200 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we walked up, saw the chair lift and we decided to go for it... Sat the chair lift and that girl, half way up then tell me, "what if we die falling down???"... Was fun lor the chair lift, then went to ride the luge down, so i spend half the time speeding while she was going slowly... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home cause both of us were super tired... Saw teng on the train, super dumb lor... HAHA... Sent darling home the went home myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my stupid bank, dunno what's wrong lor, say i got a balance of $50 sth, then when i wanna draw $50, say not enough funds... Stupid lor, its time to change bank soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116468764151447047?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116468764151447047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116468764151447047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116468764151447047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116468764151447047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/sentosa-with-darling.html' title='Sentosa with Darling'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116444217829120034</id><published>2006-11-25T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T16:38:26.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Bond, Casino Royale</title><content type='html'>Back blogging after a week... Not a very eventful week though, unlike the week before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - Went out with U15 peeps... Window shopped around Heeren with del, wl, and kai kai before jie came... Then went to walk walk around Cini where were met isa... Went to Meridian to eat korean food then went Cathay to watch Material Girls, met up with sok kee in the theatre... Show was ok, but still feel that ppl onli go in to see Hilary and Haylie Duff... Then went ljs to eat supper before going home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday&lt;/span&gt; - Everyday is school-home, school-home, school-home...  Nothing eventful, rushing projects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; - Went to school, then had Gems, dumb skit, super impromptu, like we just went with the flow lor, and the whole plot changed a number of times since we first discussed it on wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;First was a couple go buy furniture, ARGUE. Then change to 2 frenz go buy bday present(bag and pencil box), ARGUE. Then finally on in lesson, we decided, 3 frenz go buy handphone, ARGUE. And all the minor details kept on changing, so in the end, just go with the flow... Anyway, my phone rang during the skit, quite funny luckily on silent, but my phone was one of the "products" being sold, so while my group members crowded round the table, they all were like looking at the phone ringing away while we continued with our skit... SUPER FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;TTP tutorial got cancelled, so decided to meet darling at Hougang instead of waiting for her to come down to SP...&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch Casino Royale at Lido... SUPER NOT NICE LOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING, THE FOLLOWING IS GOING TO BE ABOUT THE DUMB MOVIE CALLED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CASINO ROYALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; SO IF U LOVE DANIEL CRAIG, U BETTER NOT BE READING THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is super cannot make it man i tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are nice in the movie:&lt;br /&gt;1) The Aston Martin DB9 which was sadly spunned away&lt;br /&gt;2) The way the Poker Hold'em game was played, all the full house and 1 spade flush&lt;br /&gt;3) Seeing Daniel Craig's balls getting tortured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are dumb in the movie:&lt;br /&gt;1) Daniel Craig running all over the place&lt;br /&gt;2) The bloody dumb We-Dun-Know-What-They-Talking Convo&lt;br /&gt;3) The super draggy show, 2hrs plus lor, and know what, it keep on looking like the show ended&lt;br /&gt;4) Daniel Craig &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt; save the day, and i mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;5) Eva Green cheating on Daniel Craig, NO ENDING SEX SCENE, BOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;6) Crashing the Aston Martin DB9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, why WE (Me and Darling) HATES Daniel Craig&lt;br /&gt;1) He's Blond, when have u ever seen a blond James Bond&lt;br /&gt;2) He's Ugly, and when have u ever seen an ugly James Bond&lt;br /&gt;3) He's Clumsy, DID U SEE THE WAY HE JUMPED DOWN IN THE OPENING SCENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) He cannot Fight for nuts, need i say more???&lt;br /&gt;5) He did not save the day, need i say more again???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do my projects again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116444217829120034?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116444217829120034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116444217829120034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116444217829120034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116444217829120034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/james-bond-casino-royale.html' title='James Bond, Casino Royale'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116385861691702137</id><published>2006-11-18T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:03:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MST Over</title><content type='html'>MST is finally over, days of studying on the train, of stressing yourself out realising that you didn't finish studying before you went to sleep, all these over, finally...&lt;br /&gt;So after yesterday's finally paper, was supposed to go for gems since skit presentation is next week, however, decided against going when i realised that most of my group members may not even go... Went to FC4 to eat with wl, swat, pat, and del, isa came to school to study... We then went to the library where we met teng and kaikai... I found this penguin game which got everyone addicted to it, and del showed us the video for the chinese backstreet boys, super funny, we're gonna do it one day at k box man... So after that, me, isa, wl and del went to vivocity to eat, it was originally newton, but because wl complained it was too far, we went to vivo instead... Ate at the harbourfront hawker centre, CHEAP DINNER, less than 20 bucks total for 4 of us lor, but we knew that the dinner would onli last us for a while onli [that night at conference, everyone complained hungry]... Then went to walk around vivocity, saw a nice adidas jacket, went to a book store and bought a book of answers[refer below], then board the oldest sailing passenger ship, MV Doulos, which was at port and had a bookfair... After that, we went to wait for teng to finish work while we had card games at one of the benches...&lt;br /&gt;Watching chinese backstreet boys now, really funny man, we should really do this one day soon...&lt;br /&gt;So the book of answers is quite cool, you ask a question, and then start flipping the pages of the book till you feel that you should stop, then you open that page and that is your answer... So we asked lots and lots of questions while referring to the book for answers... So questions like, is isa an idiot, is wl and idiot, will wl turn les, will we pass our mst... However, there were 2 questions that were very interesting, one of them had a "no" as an answer [question would not be revealed], and another one had a "yes" for an answer. And guess what was the question that had a direct yes as an answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Would Irene and Chun Hwee Be Together???"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO!!! When we saw that answer, we were like, "hahahaha, woooo..."&lt;br /&gt;So for any question that you really require answers to, please refer to delwyn at 97**-****, service onli available to U15 members only...&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tmr going to the car show, wanna go see my chiobu, but dun think she's working tomorrow, so oh well, lets go and look at the cars, all the chio cars there...&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i'm finally gonna watch Casino Royale on friday with darling... Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116385861691702137?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116385861691702137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116385861691702137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116385861691702137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116385861691702137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/mst-over.html' title='MST Over'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116374600520593582</id><published>2006-11-17T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T15:29:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woei Ling's Confession No. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Les Professor Confesses To Tek-Ko Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick School Les Professor, Sim Woei Ling, who recently confessed to her lesbian ways in a conversation with sick school staff has recently confessed to her fetish, Tek-Ko-Ness... She was quoted saying, "a guy nearly 2m.. is a lil charming". In addition, she is also now the wife of sick school general professor, Zhong Likai, who is Sick School residential Tek-Ko... In addition, Woei Ling also has a fetish for penguins...&lt;br /&gt;Sick School staff and students could not be reached for their comments...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116374600520593582?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116374600520593582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116374600520593582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116374600520593582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116374600520593582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/woei-lings-confession-no-2.html' title='Woei Ling&apos;s Confession No. 2'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116369761887705062</id><published>2006-11-17T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:20:18.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woei Ling's Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/WL"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/WL%27s%20les%20confession.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Les Professor Confesses To Lesbian Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lesbian professor of the Sick School, Sim Woei Ling has confessed to her lesbian ways on the 17th of November 2006 at 1243a.m. This was unexpected as she has never confessed to her lesbian ways before and even put down rumours that she is a lesbian. However, in her recent conversation with certain other Unique 15 members and Sick School staff, she was quoted saying, "I AM A LESBIAN".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Other sick school staff could not be reached for their comments on their colleague's confession to her lesbian ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116369761887705062?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116369761887705062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116369761887705062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116369761887705062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116369761887705062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/woei-lings-confession.html' title='Woei Ling&apos;s Confession'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116335057144976053</id><published>2006-11-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:42:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa, SS AGM, Strawberries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/strawberries2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/strawberries2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you're wondering why is there strawberries on my blog, its because we celebrated strawberry day on friday... Actually, its WL's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;So many of u might be thinking how did someone's bday become strawberry day... Its because the dear birthday girl HATES strawberries...&lt;br /&gt;And so the planning began to give her a very unforgettable 18th birthday... All those sit down and talk meetings, all those shopping trips, trips to make the stuff for sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;And came the day, the theme, STRAWBERRIES...&lt;br /&gt;Met Jo at 0920 at her hse downstairs, and darling jo woke up like onli at 9... Luckily we got prepare time for ppl like her to be late, so walked with her to farrer park mrt where we took a train down to harbourfront to meet the rest of them... Reached harbourfront, went to vivomart to get some of the stuffs we knew we need to get... Sneaked the whipped cream from the fridge to the counter while WL was away... And guess what, when we were at the cashier, there was something wrong with their system so they could not check out the item... Just at that moment, the guys came over with WL, and we were like frantically trying to hide the whipped cream from her... After buying our stuff, went and took a bus to sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;At the beach, the gals sat down and started tanning while the guys just took the ball and started kicking it around... Nesh, that idiot despo wanted to get near one of those gals on the beach for a better view so we did him the honours and kicked the ball as far as possible for him to retrive...&lt;br /&gt;After that, decided to tan a little before going into the water... So laid back and tanned for a while...&lt;br /&gt;And before i could continue my tan, it started to rain, so went into the water to escape from the rain... Played in the water with the peeps before it started to rain heavier... There goes our day at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;Or not... We started taking photos in the rain, and then had bread for lunch... I kana the little fillings bread, haha, and it was i who told irene not to put alot on the bread the day before... Haha... How nice... Nesh enjoyed his bread head with extra mayo and isa, that dumb girl, ate wl's plain bread which was supposed to be used for her strawberry jam...&lt;br /&gt;And so after lunch, the rain started to stop and we went back into the water to play again... This time, dunking ppl after ppl... Poor teng, keep on kana dunk by ppl... We played ball in the water while likai and isa went off for a secret rendezvous, had to call them back when we wanted to leave...&lt;br /&gt;Off to the shower next where we bathed in the open... CH had this strawberry shower gel which really made the whole toilet smell like strawberries, and to think WL can say "No Smell..." So while waiting for the gals to finish bathing, the guys again took pictures outside the toilet... After that, decided to run to the chalet (its a hotel room btw) to set up the first of many strawberries hourly special, and guess what, we onli had the fruits, the rest of our surprise was with jo... How great... So we slacked around on the bed, wait for the gals to come...&lt;br /&gt;Bumped around in the room for like 2 hours while alex came before we went off to meet SK and for dinner at palawan beach koufu... Had zhi cha for dinner, reminded me of china and our one table lots of dish meals... After that, had cake, or rather, WL had her birthday cake, A strawberry cake from Breadtalk, EXPECTED!!!... HAHA... So we knew her wish was like, "hope i do (oops, dun) get strawberries next year", or "hope i start to love strawberries"... Next stop, Southen Most Point of Continential Asia...&lt;br /&gt;But before that, 2 of our U15 gals had to satisfy their fetish of the guys toilet... Jo and Teng entered the guys toilet to do their business... HAHA... What's with these gals... Jo came out when she was done and nesh cheated teng by telling her to stay inside cause someone was coming, and that girl stayed inside stupidly... U15 girls fetish... Who's next???&lt;br /&gt;Went to the tower to take more pictures, still haven gotten our complete U15 picture yet... This time, 13 ppl turned up lessing Moses and Rynel... Yet to settle our numberings too... HAHA... Photo session as always...&lt;br /&gt;Then came the walk back... Some peeps sneaked away to settle the water bombs while some stayed behind to distract WL... Went to 7-11 for ice cream, WL treated me, thanks girl... HAHA... Then continued our walk back... Went for a walk and talk with WL while the peeps settled the water bomb before helping them do up the water bombs... Or rather, we sat at one side and talked while the rest were busy making the bombs...&lt;br /&gt;Sick School Annual General Meeting at the beach where we finalised before our Water Bomb War... Nesh grabbed hold of Del, wanting us to bomb him, but we all were aiming for nesh... HAHA... So nesh got like all of the bombs in our hand there before i, likai and isa ran off to save our skin while they started powdering each other with bombs... And then came my most famous cheat, by passing bombs to ppl who were out of bombs, but actually bursting it infront of them... It worked on sec 1s, to think it worked on 18 yr olds... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;After that it was beach cleanup, feels like Corrective Work Order without the vest and at night... Went to bath at one of the showers lining the beach, and the dry me got wet by helping ppl clean off the sand... After that was light sticks, half of which did not work, and our PSI increasing, Help Calling sparkles session... Nesh took a bunch of red sparkles and lit them up all at the same time, making it look like a flare...&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the room where i waited for jie to bath finish while the rest went out to bath... After the bath, watched Made in Japan on HBO with the guys, SK penged at the side, while alot of us drifted in and out of sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Food was next where the bread came out as well as the potato chips... Jo went out since she was not feeling well and i kindly delivered some bread to that hungry gal... HAHA... Now came the dumb part, while i was in the room, my hp in my bag, was talking before isa noticed a hp ringing amongst the piles of bags... So like everyone kept quiet trying to figure out whose hp is that ringing, and i was like, can't be mine... And who knows, its mine... So dumb, changed profile so couldn't recognised the ring tone... HAHA... That darling wanted more bread, so brought more to her before sneaking out for a truth or dare, drink session... Secrets, Secrets...&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the room after finding and changing places to play our game... Ended up sleeping on the floor between the beds... Cold sia, so i started moving furthur up... HAHA... Then ring, someone's phone went off, ignored it and went back to sleep and then the phone went off again... HAHA... Woke up before del's Shanghai Tan went off, bumped around and watched more tv while waiting for peeps to wake up...&lt;br /&gt;Checked out and went down to wait for the tram... Raining... Tram came and dumb typical Singaporeans all rush for the tram though we were like the first at the tram stop... Sat at the front of the second carriage, and instead of getting wet from the top if we walked in the rain, we got wet from the bottom since the chair was soaking wet... Took the bus back to vivocity, felt like a roller coaster... Had Carl's Jr for lunch, 2 times in 4 days, and i ate the exact same thing... Tried to do our supersonic tutorial by heading to Ben and Jerrys but it did not suceed... HAHA... Bumped around again before heading home... Dhoby Ghaut, did not get off, kana forced to pei either one of the gals home while likai pei the other... So i like forced him to pei irene to sengkang while the good me happily pei-ed teng to hougang... HAHA... Sabo him lor since he dunno the place well... HAHA... Then cabbed home, went pass darling's hse before going home...&lt;br /&gt;Tiring 2 days of chalet... But had fun with the peeps of U15...&lt;br /&gt;Having FM test tmr, and guess what, i've been bumping around more than studying... How great... Hope to do well man... And shir just reminded me, i'm having like 4 management module tests this week, how great, darn those management modules, they're not fun...&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and WL is going to save the earth and mankind tmr... Dun forget to burn more strawberries for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/Image000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prep day, day before the chalet... Our wonderful jelly creation, but it looks like a bowl of fruits rather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PB100028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PB100028.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bday gal by the beach, looks realli like a cut and paste insert the person shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PB100233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PB100233.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peeps of the U15, lessing out Rynel and Moses...&lt;br /&gt;Btw, we've got lots of new name... The original, Unique 15 or U15 for short...&lt;br /&gt;Sick 15 - proud of our Sick School&lt;br /&gt;Cek Aik 15&lt;br /&gt;and the newest, Asshole 15... WOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PB100258.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PB100258.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gals of the Unique 15 in full force, from left to right from top to bottom...&lt;br /&gt;Jo, Isa, Irene, Sok Kee, Teng, Woei Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PB100259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PB100259.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys of Unique 15, missing out 2 members, Moses and Rynel...&lt;br /&gt;From left to right, top to bottom...&lt;br /&gt;Nesh, Likai, Quek, Me, Alex, Chun Hwee, Del...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PB100149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PB100149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strawberries Hourly Special... Some of the items on sale... Or rather, for the consumption of the birthday gal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SICK SCHOOL ANNUAL GENERAL MEETING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sick School Annual General Meeting was conducted on the 10th of November at Sentosa in conjunction with the Sick School Camp. At the meeting, the director position was put to vote, with the candidates being, Liteng, Isabella and Delwyn. After a nation-wide or rather school-wide vote, the Director position was assumed by Delwyn who won a large majority of the votes. According to Sick School Laws, the other candidates for the director position would be made co-directors, making Liteng and Isabella co- directors of the Sick School. They however, still holds their portfolio of professors of the school.&lt;br /&gt;At the meetings, the promotion of Irene to co- director was also put to vote, in which she too won a large majority of the votes.&lt;br /&gt;After the motions and voting, the sick school board and staff now stands as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Advisor - Nesh&lt;br /&gt;Director and Professor of SM - Delwyn&lt;br /&gt;Co-Director and Professor of Male Body Parts &amp; Gay Sex - Isabella&lt;br /&gt;Co-Director and Professor of Female Body Parts &amp;amp; Kama Sutra - Li Teng&lt;br /&gt;Co-Director and Professor of Psycho &amp; Blowjob- Irene&lt;br /&gt;Professor of Animal Sex - Karl&lt;br /&gt;Professor of Boobs - Alex&lt;br /&gt;General Professor - Likai&lt;br /&gt;Sex Combo Maniac - Chun Hwee&lt;br /&gt;Discipline Master - Eugene&lt;br /&gt;None of the staff could be reached for their comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PB100025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PB100025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sick School Advisor Found Attempting Suicide... AGAIN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former director and current advisor to the Sick School, Ganesh was found attempt suicide again after his failed suicide attempt a week ago. He has been missing ever since his first suicide attempt and this is the first sighting of him after the previous attempt. He was previously assumed dead after he remained missing past the 72 hours deadline. A nation wide search was previously conducted to search for the missing former director.&lt;br /&gt;For the second time, the advisor was found attempting suicide, this time at a beach near the Sick School Campsite. However, like the previous attempt, Ganesh suicide plan was foiled by students and staff of the Sick School.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for his second suicide attempt was however, different from the first. It is rumoured that he attempted suicide this time because there was nothing to see on the beach. It is also rumoured that he attempted suicide in order to attract attention of people on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;The former director was persuaded down from the rocks when Sick School staff asked him to attend the Sick School Annual General Meeting conducted later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;The advisor of the Sick School nor the staff and students of the Sick School could be reached for their comments regarding their former director suicide attempt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116335057144976053?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116335057144976053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116335057144976053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116335057144976053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116335057144976053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/sentosa-ss-agm-strawberries.html' title='Sentosa, SS AGM, Strawberries...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116289819242816775</id><published>2006-11-07T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:49:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PA141862file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PA141862file.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Director Still Missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The director of the Sick School, Ganesh, seen here in a file picture, is still not found despite a national wide search by the Police and the National Guards for him. He was last seen attempting suicide on the 31st of October 2006. Ganesh is feared dead after the 72 hour deadline previously given by the Police. He has been placed highly on the Missing List.&lt;br /&gt;The Sick School has released a notice saying that Acting Director, Isabella, would be made the Director if the Sick School if Ganesh is not found within the next 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with infomation on the director can post it on the tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&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/19921431-116289819242816775?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116289819242816775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116289819242816775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116289819242816775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116289819242816775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/news.html' title='The News'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116254256917596698</id><published>2006-11-03T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:29:29.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PA310007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PA310007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Recently Promoted Sick School Co-Director Claim Innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently promoted Sick School Co-Director, Isabella (pictured) claimed innocence among sick school staff at a school meeting yesterday. However, Sick School staff do not agree with their new Co-Director. Isabella was recently promoted to Co- Director of the Sick School due to her request but also because Sick School Discipline Master, Delwyn felt that she was on a level good enough for that position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sick School Phd Student Irene said, "ISABELLA IS NOT INNOCENT AT ALL~~!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In addition, many of the sick school staff and students have their own opinion towards Isabella's claim. However, they could not be reached for their comments. To comment on Isabella's claim, please tag the tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sick School Director Still Missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sick School Director, Ganesh, is still missing following his suicide attempt on the 31st of October 2006. This is due to the director's skin colour. In addition, meterologist have said that the moonlight would not be brighter anytime soon due to the time of the month, making the search for Ganesh harder. Police are still combing the area for the missing director and he is feared dead. A Police Spokesperson, who spoke on the condition of anonymity, said, "The search for Ganesh is made harder since his skin colour is very dark and the moonlight is very dim. In addition, Ganesh is feared dead if he is not found in the next 72 hours. However, we would still try our best to find Ganesh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The police have enlisted the help of the National Guards to search for the missing director. Anyone with information can present the information on the tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-116254256917596698?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116254256917596698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116254256917596698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116254256917596698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116254256917596698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-again_03.html' title='News again...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-116246348196875110</id><published>2006-11-02T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T18:38:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back After A Long While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PA310070.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/PA310070.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/PA310070.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suicide Attempt of the Director of the Sick School Foiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suicide attempt of the Director of the Sick School has been foiled by students, professors and alumni of the school on the 31st of October 2006. It is not known why the director, Ganesh attempted suicide but it was rumoured that it was due to matters of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;A witness, who spoke on the condition of anonymity, said that before the suicide attempt was foiled, the director was heard shouting, "S***, I regret letting go our love. Sorry."&lt;br /&gt;Sick School Discipline Master, one of those who foiled the director's plan said, "&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dun ask me why he went hysterical..i guess he was kinda depressed and deprived of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Another reason rumoured to why the director attempted suicide was due to Sick School staff saying that their director is Bloody Kiam Siap. Ganesh attempted suicide because he did not know the meaning of Bloody Kiam Siap.&lt;br /&gt;Investigators are trying to find out the exact reason why the director attempted suicide but they could not find the director after he disappeared following the foiled suicide attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone with information can present the information on the tag board.&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/19921431-116246348196875110?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/116246348196875110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=116246348196875110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116246348196875110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/116246348196875110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-after-long-while.html' title='Back After A Long While'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115909204612174635</id><published>2006-09-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:00:46.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from China Day 2...</title><content type='html'>Back here blogging after so long... Its been a long while... Lets continue with the China trip post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of China Trip started with breakfast which was terrible... Breakfast was very chinese, steam cake, certain tim sum dishes, char siew baos and the best of all, plain porriage... After the very terrible breakfast, we went back down to near the underground mall, that was the China-Macau border where we crossed over to Macau, every one was decked out in semi-formal wear in order to enter the casinos later in the day... It took us nearly 2 hours to cross over into Macau due to the tons of people crossing over the border with us... And to make matters worst, out of all the 18 immigration lanes, only 1 was for non-chinese passport... After we got into Macau, we went to a very famous chinese temple... And while some of them entered the temple to pray, others found a shop selling portugese egg tart as well as other products like biscuit and dried fruits... Most of all, the shop was air conditioned and the heat outside was unbearable in our long sleeve shirts... The egg tart was very very nice and was sold out very very fast [Darling must be envious]... After that was lunch, which too, sucked...&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to a very famous Macau site called St. Paul's Ruins where photo-taking took placed... And under the very very hot sun in our long-sleeved shirts we stood for shots after shots of group photo...&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to the Macau Gaming Inspection Beauru for our very first industrial visit... After that, we went to Macao Sands for another industrial visit before entering the Casino to see how it looked like... Dinner followed soon after before proceeding to Macau's oldest casino, Casino Lisboa for another look-see... We then proceeded back across the border to Zhuhai for our rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115909204612174635?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115909204612174635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115909204612174635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115909204612174635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115909204612174635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-china-day-2.html' title='Back from China Day 2...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115788889111885782</id><published>2006-09-10T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:59:53.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from China</title><content type='html'>OK, i know i owe u guys an entry after 12 short days in China, but it seems that no one reads this blog... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New update of my dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;18th Aug - Going out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;22th Aug - Darling&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;23th Aug - Study, IKEA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - MR exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;26th Aug - Karen's Sports Day, Packing&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - Darling&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;11th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;br /&gt;11th Sept - Mummy's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;15th Sept - My Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Sept - Official "Stay at Home and Slack" Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Sept - Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list of 20 items was not achieved cause i had super insufficient money and luggage space so i literally bought nothing back... HAHA... Sorry guys... But i did warn u ppl that your items had a very high chance of not being bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3.30 in the morning... Reached airport by 4... Shir messaged me on the way down telling me which check in row to check in and i lost a bet to her... Reached the airport and collected my e-air ticket and passport from my 12 days Daddy and Mummy... Went to queue up to get to the check in row... That was a terror, the queue went from check in row 1 to beyond the centre info board... Had to go through an interview by the security peeps before being allowed to check in... They asked stupid questions like, "did anyone passed you anything"... Checking in was quite bad too as we jumped from row to row... Finally checked in together with Shir and Eileen. Luggaged weighted a whopping 17kg!!! We had to run to the gate as it was very very in... Went through East immirgation instead of west... Immigration was super fast and we ran to the gate... After that boarded the plane which took us to HK...  &lt;br /&gt;Reached HK, and then took a bus down to the China Ferry Terminal where we had to board a ferry to Zhuhai which took like 1 half hour to get there... Arrived at Zhuhai and went to this place to eat lunch at 3sth 4... The food sucks... After that, went back to the hotel to check in before going for Foot Reflexology, Dinner and Shopping... The underground mall at Zhuhai looked like a cross between People's Park and Level One... Saw alot of fake goods there, and bought a LV wallet for Darling which only costed like 40RMB, which is like 8 bucks sg...&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked back to the hotel to rest for the night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115788889111885782?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115788889111885782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115788889111885782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115788889111885782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115788889111885782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-china.html' title='Back from China'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115659490325553591</id><published>2006-08-26T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T20:21:43.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Leave...</title><content type='html'>Leaving in 10hours time... At 6.45am tmr... Gotta be at the airport at 4.30am though, so it makes very little diff whether i leave in 10 hours or i leave in 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the phone with Darling, she's having another prac on monday, so all the best to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this'll be a very short post, just came here to update my shopping list and my dates so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New update of my dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;18th Aug - Going out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;22th Aug - Darling&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;23th Aug - Study, IKEA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - MR exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;26th Aug - Karen's Sports Day, Packing&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - CYA Duty???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;9th Sept - Tennis &amp; BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;10th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Sept - Official "Stay at Home and Slack" Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Sept - Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;20 things to buy in HKG (List of things to buy in HKG):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1) Jacket for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2) Blazer Jacket for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3) Clothes for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4) Bags for me&lt;br /&gt;5) Watches for me&lt;br /&gt;6) Denim Vest for Darling&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; Pumps for Darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8) Bag(s) for darling(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9) Bday present for Vanessa Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10) Woei Ling's TVB Mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;11) Woei Ling's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12) Irene Jie's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13) Nesh's Germany Away (Red and Black) Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;14) Jo's Key Chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;15) Jo's bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;16) Jessica's Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;17) Zhu's Jacker (or is it bag again?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;18) Pat's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;19) Pat's Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;20) Family's Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others:&lt;br /&gt;Darling(s) Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your item would only be bought on 2 conditions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) I see the item while shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) I have the money to buy it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note: I would not specifically go and search for the item...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hence, there is no guarantee that you'll get your item when i get back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: NO ADMENDMENTS WOULD BE MADE TO THE LIST ABOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, done with the list, going to do my stuff now... Tata... Would be back in 12 days time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why are you still here???&lt;br /&gt;Can't you bloody hell understand the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GET THE FUCKING OUTTA MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Go die...&lt;br /&gt;Go kill yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK TO YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19921431-115659490325553591?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115659490325553591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115659490325553591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115659490325553591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115659490325553591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/before-i-leave.html' title='Before I Leave...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115650743374712155</id><published>2006-08-25T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:03:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE EXAMS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Finally all exams are over... And i'm super duper happy(though tired) that they're gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA... I was damn pissed with blogger the other day for not letting me blog... There's too many blogs on the blogger server i think, and that makes the server slow down at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR paper was alright, that was why i could leave early... I'm sitting here instead of doing a final packing for China/HK and taking out everything from Chalet... My room's in a total mess with everything of mine thrown all over the place... THIS PLACE NEEDS A MAJOR CLEANUP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet with the class 12 peeps was fun... The pizza session where everyone just plops themselves down infront of the tellie and eat... The cans after cans of beer... The majong session... The truth and Dare session... The mass breakfast order... The whole night no sleep... We must do this more often man... Suddenly class 12 became a very very fun class... Actually, it was a fun class, we just made it fun-ner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off am i to China/HK in 35 hours... Shopping, and crapping and what not confirmed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New update of my dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;18th Aug - Going out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;22th Aug - Darling&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;23th Aug - Study, IKEA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - MR exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;26th Aug - Karen's Sports Day, Packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - Darling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - CYA Duty???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;9th Sept - Tennis &amp; BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;10th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Sept - Official "Stay at Home and Slack" Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Sept - Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;20 things to buy in HKG (List of things to buy in HKG):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1) Jacket for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2) Blazer Jacket for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3) Clothes for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4) Bags for me&lt;br /&gt;5) Watches for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6) Bag(s) for darling(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7) Stuffs for darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8) Bday present for Vanessa Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9) Woei Ling's Mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10) Woei Ling's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;11) Irene Jie's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12) Nesh's Germany Away (Red and Black) Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13) Jo's Key Chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;14) Jo's bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;15) Jessica's Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;16) Zhu's Jacker (or is it bag again?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;17) Pat's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;18) Pat's Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;19) ???&lt;br /&gt;20) ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To reiterate my point, if you see your name in the list above, please read the disclaimer below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your item would only be bought on 2 conditions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) I see the item while shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) I have the money to buy it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note: I would not specifically go and search for the item...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hence, there is no guarantee that you'll get your item when i get back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Darling said her practical was quite crap... And you know what, she didn't have time to complete her practical... Hope she does better for the next one coming(O's)... They gave a banana for bio prac, so its surely complimented with the Benedict test for reducing sugar... Oh, what the heck, i've given back all my bio knowledge to my bio teacher after my O's... Now my mind is free from all the crap of studying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Biology...&lt;/span&gt; where all i ever did was memorise and memorise and memorise all the facts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Chemistry...&lt;/span&gt; it used to be my favourite, especially practical... Can't believed i aspired to do chem for A's then... Now i look at Liteng's or Mummy's org chem notes and i go "WHAT THE!!!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Physics...&lt;/span&gt; all those dumb fomulas... Another memorising subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Maths, both A and E...&lt;/span&gt; What the heck, i always get A1 for E maths and F9 for A maths... Where's the equality u ask... None, i tell you... I gave up on my A maths in June... Still can remember me and da jie's plan to run from our A math's O level... I think she passed though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Lit...&lt;/span&gt; I never did complete King of the Castle... The only memory of me completing Twelfth Nights was the movie that i watched so many times at home... And the only quote i can remember now was "Fuck to you"... And i did pretty well for lit for someone who did not read the books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;SS...&lt;/span&gt; I would always love SS lessons, cause our teacher would always come in, and start teaching us SS, but somehow, we'll never end with SS... Halfway through the lesson, and we'll be on some other topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Geog...&lt;/span&gt; How i remember always writing that super long essays for geog... And my teacher would always go, "why did you do this question, the other question is easier for you to smoke your way through..." And what am i doing now, smoking through all my papers...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the other two subject was English and Chinese, but those were the lessons that i detested the most... Those were boring lessons...&lt;br /&gt;How i miss those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you rather have someone to make you happy or make someone happy???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'll miss you when I'm away, but i know you'll keep your word&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for missing and loving me&lt;br /&gt;Take care whilst I'm away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL NOT LEAVING???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What must i do before you fucking get out???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK OFF!!! FUCK OUTTA MY LIFE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I was waiting for you to die&lt;br /&gt;buy why aren't you dead yet???&lt;br /&gt;I though you wanted to die so badly&lt;br /&gt;So why not do it now&lt;br /&gt;I'll sincerely sponsor your penknife&lt;br /&gt;Or your boxes of sleeping pills&lt;br /&gt;Or the bottle of poisonous liquid&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT YOU DEAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19921431-115650743374712155?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115650743374712155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115650743374712155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115650743374712155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115650743374712155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-more-exams.html' title='NO MORE EXAMS!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115626464007607919</id><published>2006-08-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:47:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still 1 exam left</title><content type='html'>Still got one more paper left, and that is MR... However, like i told Jo over the phone just now, i've been on half declared holiday since the 3 days in a row exam period ended last week, and totally declared holiday since PTH on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't able to study on the train today though its one of my most productive places to study, was feeling sleepy.... HAHA... Anyway, went down to meet darling today... She wasn't feeling well, so i sent her home instead of bringing her out as i intended to (dar and shir would know where i was going to bring her)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's kinda worried about her practical so to her, good luck for your practical and dun stress yourself out too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling had practical today, and i hope she does well for it... Her english oral was quite bad... Heard from here that her examiner keeps on interrupting her... So i told her that she should've asked her examiner where was the examiner's manners and how did she became a teacher/examiner when she didn't have any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm mostly done deciding on what must be brought to China/HK as well as for chalet on thurs/fri... Being the always kan jiong and perfectionist me, its strange that this happened so late this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about chalet, i miss chalet with the e1 peeps, the dumb things we'll do in the night like running to cheers though it's so far away, and majong till we all wanna peng, and the chat sessions outside by the pool, and the 8 ppl onto the two bed... In fact, i miss the whole of e1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its time for an update of the dates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New update of my dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;18th Aug - Going out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;22th Aug - Darling&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;23th Aug - Study, IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;24th Aug - MR exams, Pick up IMF Uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;24th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;26th Aug - Karen's Sports Day, Packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;8th Sept - Darling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;8th Sept - CYA Duty???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;9th Sept - Tennis &amp; BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;10th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;24th Sept - Official "Stay at Home and Slack" Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;25th Sept - Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for your bday present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Study hard for your practicals and dun stress yourself out... Take care and I Love You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope your practical today was good... Study hard ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take care and I Love You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;HEY, JUST FUCK OUTTA MY LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115626464007607919?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115626464007607919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115626464007607919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115626464007607919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115626464007607919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/still-1-exam-left.html' title='Still 1 exam left'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115616545211202367</id><published>2006-08-21T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:09:17.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Exam Left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New update of my dates:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;18th Aug - Going out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;22th Aug - Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;23th Aug - Study, Packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;24th Aug - MR exams, Pick up IMF Uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;24th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;26th Aug - Karen's Sports Day Packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;8th Sept - Darling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;8th Sept - CYA Duty???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;9th Sept - Tennis &amp; BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;10th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;24th Sept - Official "Stay at Home and Slack" Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;25th Sept - Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just finished PTH paper today and i'm glad to say that i only need 25 marks from this dumb paper to pass... It means i need 65 marks for a B, and 85 marks for an A... And i've already gladly given back 16 marks to the examiner... HAHA... Oh well, see how it goes... Anyway, one of the invigilators was Ms Han Lih Lih, and she was like staring at me at times during the paper, make me feel so weird... And i was like kinda not feeling well during the paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Thursday to come and go quickly, then i'll be done with MR and good riddance to exams for this year... WOOO!!!! Imagine that, no more exams this year!!! I bet many people would want that... Then'll come my packed (v.packed in fact) holiday... But that'll be alot more better than exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was chatting with mummy yesterday, so here's a comparism between the stress suffered in JC and the stress suffered in Poly in my opinion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, both JC and Poly students have stress from their studies... Its not fair to say that Poly students dun have stress though many JC students might think that way... Anyway, in JC, stress is a year long thing, especially for 2nd year students... However, this stress slowly builds up from J1 and it reaches a high in J2 nearing to Prelims and A levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, in Poly, stress is a short term thing which affects all Poly students towards the end of sem... That's when Poly students have to manage both project report submission and project formal presentation together with CAs from certain modules... Though its a short term thing, however, stress is relatively higher than what is experienced in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its a choice of high but long stress in JC or short but higher stress in Poly... Make your choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, those are only my opinions relating to stress in JC and Poly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling's having prelim practical tomorrow so good luck to her...&lt;br /&gt;Darling's having prelim practical on Thursday so good luck to her too...&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Darling tomorrow, can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library with Shir today to borrow some guides to Hong Kong as well as to decide on where to go and shop in HKG whilst we're there... Anyway, we got 2 books, and kinda decided where we want(need) to go... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;20 things to buy in HKG (List of things to buy in HKG):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1) Jacket for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2) Blazer Jacket for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3) Clothes for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4) Bags for me&lt;br /&gt;5) Watches for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6) Bag(s) for darling(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7) Stuffs for darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8) Bday present for Vanessa Jie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9) Woei Ling's Mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10) Woei Ling's Disneyland stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;11) Woei Ling's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12) Irene Jie's Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13) Nesh's Germany Away (Red and Black) Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;14) Jo's Key Chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;15) Jo's Jacket (or is it bag?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;16) Jessica's Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;17) Zhu's Jacker (or is it bag again?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;18) ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;19) ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;20) ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, its not 20 things, but ya, that's the list, updates will go up anytime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u see your name above, read the disclaimer below...&lt;br /&gt;If u dun see your name but have items u want me to get, tell me and read the disclaimer below too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your item would only be bought on 2 conditions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) I see the item while shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) I have the money to buy it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I would not specifically go and search for the item...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hence, there is no guarantee that you'll get your item when i get back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Darling I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause No Matter What Happens, You Never Fail To Put A Smile On My Face And That Is Why I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Hey, dun u understand the meaning of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;GET OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun u understand the meaning of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;FUCK OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun u understand the meaning of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;GET THE FUCKING OUTTA MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fucking irritating&lt;br /&gt;I told you i'm not going to say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;STOP PROBING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's irritating me&lt;br /&gt;The more you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;The more i won't say anything&lt;br /&gt;The more you probe&lt;br /&gt;The more i won't say anything&lt;br /&gt;I have no intention of telling you&lt;br /&gt;I do not need to account to anyone&lt;br /&gt;For what is going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;I do not need to tell anyone&lt;br /&gt;About what the fuck is happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ESPECIALLY YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the good of mankind&lt;br /&gt;Just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GET THE FUCKING OUTTA MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND STOP PROBING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;When are you going to die&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm waiting for that day&lt;br /&gt;When you'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;So gone...&lt;/span&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/19921431-115616545211202367?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115616545211202367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115616545211202367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115616545211202367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115616545211202367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/1-exam-left.html' title='1 Exam Left...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115597829427888769</id><published>2006-08-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:10:06.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeee!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To Irene Jie, Happy belated Bday...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To Vanessa Jie, Happy Birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm super hyper now... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update of the dates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18th Aug - Going out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22th Aug - Darling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23th Aug - Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - MR exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26th Aug - Darling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - Darling???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8th Sept - CYA Duty???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9th Sept - Tennis &amp; BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24th Sept - Official "Stay at Home and Slack" Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25th Sept - Back to School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now my dates looks alot nicer... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Totally packed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my whole week was also packed with lots of things... No wonder my $ all gone le... Bankrupt soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12th Aug - Jo's bday celebration with 4e1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks were pretty, Datona was fun... All the nonsense and crap with peeps i haven seen in quite a long while... Promise to meet up soon for catch up... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14th Aug - Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a happy girl she was when she saw that pink bag... HAHA... Anyway, we finally went to the "new" Hougang mall before going to Kovan, before going to her house the neighbourhood centre before going home, busy day... Or rather, busy 3 hours... But had fun with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15th Aug - Jo's bday celebration with CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl's Jr... She though only 3 of us were going to celebrate with her... Then the surprise... HAHA... After that, was photo taking session in Carl's Jr before proceeding to Esplanade for more fotos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17th Aug - Irene Jie's bday celebration with CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macdonalds Ngee Ann City... 18 packet of fries... 1 milk bottle filled with sprite... A reminder to Jie not to wish for funny things again... HAHA... After that was photo taking session outside Wistma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18th Aug - Kbox and Steamboat with CYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MS Kbox... Second time in a mth, and i have never entered Kbox before that... Anyway, was super high singing song after song after song... Then went to Giant to buy drinks for steamboat before going to Marina bay for steamboat... Woo... Then again, the famous photo taking session in the bowling alley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Photo taking is the new hobby of ours... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder to self:    Cannot step into Cityhall esp. MS and Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;                                     Cannot step into Orchard esp. Ngee Ann City and Wistma&lt;br /&gt;                                     Cannot step into Marina Bay&lt;br /&gt;                                     All in the next mth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1 more week and i'm on my way outta this country...&lt;br /&gt;I miss flying, miss travelling the world...&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong, here i come...&lt;br /&gt;Shopping, here i come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Would you rather have someone to make you happy or make someone happy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Darling, good luck for practical this week, take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck off, Fuck off, Fuck off, Fuck off, Fuck off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK OFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GET THE FUCKING OUTTA MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey, don't you understand...&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you dead yet...&lt;br /&gt;Go kill yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115597829427888769?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115597829427888769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115597829427888769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115597829427888769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115597829427888769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/weeeeee.html' title='Weeeeee!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115573050471531780</id><published>2006-08-16T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:15:04.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams.... Exams...</title><content type='html'>QA's finally over... Law's finally over... Out of the the 3 killer days, left with 1 more paper... FMA tmr then it's declare holiday le... My eyes is only on HK... I can't wait to fly... I can't wait to shop...&lt;br /&gt;Lets see the dates from now...&lt;br /&gt;17th Aug - FMA exams&lt;br /&gt;18th Aug - Should be going out&lt;br /&gt;21th Aug - PTH exams&lt;br /&gt;24th Aug - MR exams&lt;br /&gt;24th Aug to 25th Aug - Class Chalet&lt;br /&gt;27th Aug to 7th Sept - China/HK study tour&lt;br /&gt;8th Sept - Darling???&lt;br /&gt;9th Sept - Tennis &amp; BBQ&lt;br /&gt;10th Sept to 23th Sept - IMF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo... There goes my whole holiday... At least i got things to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling's phone got confiscated... No more messages till it comes back... Sad...&lt;br /&gt;Darling's studying... And she's hyper too... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;Never talk to darling for ages, where is she???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to darling for her practicals next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DUN BURN THE LAB DOWN... WANNA BURN, BURN THE SCHOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the tagboard is filling up with requests from HK... Haha... I'm gonna declare major cleanup soon again so that i can say i didn't receive the requests... HAHA... Bad bad me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, but before u put up ur request, please read the disclaimer in one of the previous post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was out celebrating Jojo's bday after QA ytd... Can say that the surprise was quite successful... HAHA... Anyway, had a fun time ytd... Looking forward to more nonsense... Ok, off to TV... And to mugging for FMA later... You should see my 10 budgets, all XX one, no company would want my budgets lor... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life now is great... WOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE MY DARLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what&lt;br /&gt;W hatever happened in the past is past consideration&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there was no consideration to it at all&lt;br /&gt;I did not choose it&lt;br /&gt;U just did it for me assumingly&lt;br /&gt;And i stupidly played along&lt;br /&gt;U didn'tt even realised&lt;br /&gt;That i was never happy with what u did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop reminding me about the past&lt;br /&gt;Its the past&lt;br /&gt;I've got my own life now&lt;br /&gt;And i do not need to tell anyone about what is going on&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll tell u this right now&lt;br /&gt;And this is what i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, GET THE FUCKING HELL OUTTA MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey, i found u another method to kill yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Go drowning in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Or the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;Or the the box of sleeping pills&lt;br /&gt;Or why not make the pen knife your best friend???&lt;br /&gt;Or rather the blade to anything sharp???&lt;br /&gt;Hey, are u dead yet???&lt;br /&gt;Cause u are alot better off so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/19921431-115573050471531780?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115573050471531780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115573050471531780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115573050471531780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115573050471531780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/exams-exams.html' title='Exams.... Exams...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115557192858629365</id><published>2006-08-15T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:14:14.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>Ok, today is QA examination, and i'm here although i'm having a morning paper... That means 7 o clock wake up call and 7.40 bus... HAHA... Anyway, i've summarised QA into 4 sheets of paper... How's that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this entry title is deja vu and no i'm not refering to beyonce's newest song... Something happened yesterday while i'm out which make me felt that way... For those of you who know the defination of deja vu or have felt it before, you'll know entirely what i'm talking about... Strange right, since i doubt i have sensed this type of feeling before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Anyway, i had a very enjoyable weekend that started on friday and ended yesterday(monday)... HAHA... So thanks to those who made my "long" weekend enjoyable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today's Jocelyn's bday so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY JOCELYN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And to my darling: Good luck for your coming or past oral examinations and practicals and prelims and bla bla bla... HAHA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey, u know what, just get outta my life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're just freaking me out more and more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just get out and stay out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything that happened before is past!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PAST, GONE, NO MORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dun keep giving me reminders about it anymore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JUST GET THE FUCKING OUTTA MY LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know what???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Go kill yourself!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slit your wrist diagonally from hand to elbow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or jump down from 5th floor and above...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or drink up at least a bottle of poison...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're better off dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET OUT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115557192858629365?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115557192858629365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115557192858629365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115557192858629365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115557192858629365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115534858264703897</id><published>2006-08-12T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:09:42.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept Babies...</title><content type='html'>Sept Babies: (From an e mail from Li Teng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;ctive and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional.  Stubborn.  Hasty.  Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore.  Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115534858264703897?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115534858264703897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115534858264703897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115534858264703897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115534858264703897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/sept-babies.html' title='Sept Babies...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115519873139649640</id><published>2006-08-10T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T16:32:11.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates... Updates...</title><content type='html'>Who the hell reads this blog anyway??? Haha... That's one question i really would like to know... Who would come up here constantly looking for an update, knowing that i seldom update this blog... If you do read this blog, please tag the 2 tagboards available... I guess the more people that reads this blog, the more often i shall update... MUHAHAHAHA.... (means i never would need to update again cause i guess no one reads this blog...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exams are coming, have 3 papers next week and 2 the following, after which, its 12 days in China and HK... WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since the national day spirit is in, i shall say something before it fades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaira Gong Shi Jia (The girl who sang this year's theme song) is CHIO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MY DARLING SERENE TAN SHI JIA IS CHIO-ER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my darling, we're finally going out together after so long... Where and which day though is a secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PC test tmr is crap, stupidly placed us in the 2nd shift, which means i'll have lesser time to study for my other test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, i hope exams are over soon, can't wait to go shopping in HK... I wanna buy so many things!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things to buy:&lt;br /&gt;1) Jacket&lt;br /&gt;2) Blazer Jacket&lt;br /&gt;3) Clothes&lt;br /&gt;4) More Clothes&lt;br /&gt;5) Bags&lt;br /&gt;6) More Bags&lt;br /&gt;7) Darling's Stuff&lt;br /&gt;8) Other People's Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, to those people who have given me a list or have yet to give me a list of things to buy, read the disclaimer below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;br /&gt;Your item would only be bought on 2 conditions:&lt;br /&gt;1) I see the item while shopping&lt;br /&gt;2) I have the money to buy it&lt;br /&gt;I would not specifically go and search for the item...&lt;br /&gt;Hence, there is no guarantee that you'll get your item when i get back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING, HONG KONG, HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to mugging QA, 10 marks for the paper is already gone, so i better get the rest of the 90...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115519873139649640?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115519873139649640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115519873139649640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115519873139649640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115519873139649640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/08/updates-updates.html' title='Updates... Updates...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115234329138862609</id><published>2006-07-08T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:21:31.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Barcodes</title><content type='html'>I remember my da jie once warn me that she never wanted to see me with relationship barcodes...&lt;br /&gt;I broke that promise when i left sec school, however, her words still mean alot to me...&lt;br /&gt;Relationship barcodes are the lines left on ur wrist after sliting it... Dun they look like barcodes??? And when i was still "young and innocent"(like real) when my da jie told me, i took days to figure it out, she didn't want to tell me what it was till a week later and i promised her without knowing what it was till a week later...&lt;br /&gt;I recently met up with her(not da jie) and when i saw the lines on her wrist, i got really worried... Amongst them, i remember the few that we did together, i remember the few i saw long time ago and i saw a few fresh ones... Upon asking, i realised that they were indeed fresh...&lt;br /&gt;Mine is still there and they'll forever be a reminder of us, and a reminder of the promised that i made to my da jie years ago...&lt;br /&gt;So, to those who are clean, please do not get any of such things...&lt;br /&gt;Those who has, pls no more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115234329138862609?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115234329138862609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115234329138862609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115234329138862609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115234329138862609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/07/relationship-barcodes.html' title='Relationship Barcodes'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115219648177801299</id><published>2006-07-06T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:39:12.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/1600/Billa%20Phone%20Pouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY PHONE POUCH TODAY!!! OH NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;As some of u might know, my phone pouch means more to me than my phone itself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was listening to my MP3s on the phone while on the bus, when i saw a really nice car, it was white in color, but i like its design on the car, u know all those stick ons and what ever, so i was going to take a picture of that car with my phone, but unfortunally i did not get it. Then the bus came to my stop, so i rushed off as i was on the top deck, and when i got down from the bus, i realised, WHERE IS MY PHONE POUCH!!! OH NO!!! I must have dropped it when i was getting down from the bus, i mean rushing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1679/350/320/Billa%20Phone%20Pouch.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ANYONE FINDS A DARK BLUE BILLABONG PHONE POUCH WITH A WHITE BILLABONG WORD GOING DOWN THE SIDE OF THE POUCH ON BUS NUMBER 88, COULD U PLS RETURN IT TO ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll never find it anyway, so, in memory of my darling phone pouch...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my jie told me to go check out the shop when nicer phone pouches comes in, so yeah. Yeah, i've been losing my phone pouch very often, even my jie says so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today, school was fun, skipped MR cause we were half an hour late, law is starting to get fun... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about law, i miss debating, and looking at the other teams frantically trying to find something to shoot our case down. That's what i love about debating, the way u have to on one hand listen to what the speaker is saying, on the other hand, write down the impt things he or she is saying, and on the third hand (what nonsense, should be on one leg, humans only have 2 hands), search through mountains of rebuttal cards trying to find out which one is relevant, and on the fourth hand (ok, the second leg), think of something to rebutt his or her point. I miss debating!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love my present freedom and I will never compromise on it again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115219648177801299?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115219648177801299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115219648177801299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115219648177801299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115219648177801299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/07/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-115210674113419631</id><published>2006-07-05T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:39:01.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post after a while</title><content type='html'>Haha... I'm back posting after so long... HAHA... Been bugged by so many people to blog but for what??? No one reads this blog anymore le!!! haha... So if u still read this blog, tag the tag board!!! haha... Anyway, lets see what has gone on since the last time i blogged...&lt;br /&gt;-1st CAs in yr 2... HAHA... What crap, study study study!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;-Rushing out projects over projects over projects... HAHA... WHAT CRAP, study still not enough, is stress and rush and stress and rush our projects!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Worked for the first time at the John Little Expo Sales... Was kinda fun, did packing and cashiering... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;- Went to bangkok and practically spent all the 'haven recieved' pay from above. Practically broked this month because of bangkok...&lt;br /&gt;- Going to china and hk for 12 days after the exam, some study trip thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, still got what else... Can't seem to remember... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT, today only 14 ppl came for RWPS!!! PROVES THAT RWPS IS A FREAKINGLY BORING LESSON!!! SCREAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone's like blogging about the world cup, so i'm not gonna write a bloody whole para on who should win and why, but, WHAT CRAP, GERMANY LOST!!! Next on my list to win is Italy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA... I'll just leave with a half written story... Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;There she was, a long metallic cylinder with the most sophisticated modern equipments running the entire length of her interior. Her polished exterior reflecting the early morning glow that gently brushes its skin, covering her surroundings in shades of red and orange. This was the most state of the art spacecraft of the century and it was on a mission to bring the first man to the hottest place in the universe, the sun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Everything was done to prevent the mission from failing. The spaceship was made from an alloy of the strongest and most durable materials ever found. The reflective spacesuits were specifically created with the mission objective in mind, and the privileged few being suited up in it were all the finest, having countless years of experience. The top person on this mission was Commander Nigel Holliday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Commander Nigel Holliday was the best this business had to offer. He was the first human to touch the red soil of planet Mars, he engineered the launch of the very first space hotel and was its first guest, calling it home throughout its entire construction phrase, he has crossed the earth’s atmosphere countless times and has succeed in every mission he has been on. In fact, he was born for his job. However, this would be his toughest mission yet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Suddenly, the whole site was bustling with activity as everyone was clearing away from the soon to fly rocket. With every second that past, the crew prepare for the roller coaster ride of their lives. And with a final goodbye coming over the radio to the crew, the rockets ignited, all in synchronization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Seeing her rising into the light blue sky was a sight to behold. The kaleidoscope of colours, the blue of the sky coupled with the white of the clouds. The silver of the rocket’s exterior coupled with the orange and red of the flames the rocket produced. The green of the grass that surrounds the rocket site coupled with the yellow of the sun’s rays. It was a picture perfect moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;After a long bumpy ride, the rocket finally breaks through the earth’s atmosphere and it was on its way to the Sun. As Commander Nigel looked out of the front window of the cockpit, he could see large chunks of space rocks floating by, however, he knew that he was safe inside the rocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; TO BE CONTINUED.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To want someone to care is to care about yourself first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you please stay away from me cause you're really freaking me out,&lt;br /&gt;dun bother doing anything cause you're only going to mess everything up again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Looking at you has given me a different perspective of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-115210674113419631?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/115210674113419631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=115210674113419631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115210674113419631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/115210674113419631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-after-while.html' title='Post after a while'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114689535352056961</id><published>2006-05-06T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T14:05:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Story...</title><content type='html'>This is a story about a boy next door called Bingo and a girl called Samantha...&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy next door, every girl should have one. The greatest labout saving device ever invented, safe, convenient, and above all, dependable... This boy was called Bingo. As comfortable as an old shoe, he was there when needed and no hard feelings when he was not, he was the perfect solution for the self-centered little Samantha, until she discovered the hard way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Too much of a good thing", that's the way the expression goes, and in his eyes, Samantha could do nothing wrong. Samantha saw nothing wrong with playing the field a bit, after all, she and Bingo had no "understanding".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life for Samantha was fast, exciting, and loaded with glamorous mens. She not only had her cake, she ate it in large greedy glups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when there was no mister excitement, there was always Bingo to fill that gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desirable men are unfortunately usually the most inconsiderate as well, but then, Bingo was always prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Samantha did get a faint twinge of conscience over the way she manipulated Bingo, but she'll ignore it and it'll soon go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Samantha pushed too far. They say "all good things come to an end"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little frown of displeasure was an alien look on Bingo's face. It was then that Samantha's female cunning came into play, she placed Bingo "on hold".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally stepped into the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha had this rather unpopular friend, Sally. "Beautiful", Samantha thought. Something to keep Bingo's mind occupied until she needed him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo did what Samantha expected him to do. He was nice, and kind, and gentle, and most of all, he involved himself totally in the job that Samantha, his "true love", had asked him to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So smart, Samantha had won again," Samantha thought of herself. Bingo was safe with plain little old Sally until she needed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging Samanthat had no time to worry about a drab little mouse like Sally. Life was too short to be concerned about other people. However, the pain in Bingo's eyes was a warning she should have heeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came this really big dance. The status affair! The highest point of the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally with all the glamour guys on Samantha's string, she never gave a thought to dull old Bingo for this one. But the swingers in Samantha's set were all swinging the other way. What she was doing to Bingo, they were doing to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deflating, but not disastrous, there was still old faithful for Samantha to call upon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Or was there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingo and Sally were going to the dance together, and Samantha was but without a date for the dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Samantha knew what a heartache was. She got a good taste of what she'd been feeding Bingo all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears soaked Samantha's pillow that night, but if they washed out the meanness and pettiness out of her selfish heart, they were worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing the next morning, Samantha ran to Bingo's house and asked him to go "Steady" with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i'm falling back into the state that i once though i'd gotten out off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is strangely common, strangely de javu, but why does it feel so different???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my story like Bingo or is it not, i really do not know, but all i know is that i have completely no mood for anything, not the gym, not the online games, not the going outs, not the school tutorials, nothing... I'm hungry, but there's no appetite to eat. Once i see food, i dun feel like eating at all...&lt;br /&gt;I know this has been going on for weeks, but strangely, the feeling gets more painful recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could wake up to a day the way i'd be doing in the past, but wishes are all lies, they never come through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and coughing my guts out, and i hope that with every cough, my life shortens till the point that i could just lay on the bed, close my eyes and drift away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Sorry. I though I'd gotten you outta my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is it that everything i though i had let go is now all coming back to flood my mind???&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114689535352056961?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114689535352056961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114689535352056961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114689535352056961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114689535352056961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-story.html' title='A Little Story...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114628090578673575</id><published>2006-04-29T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T11:21:45.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Going On...</title><content type='html'>I guess i'm not going to explain myself over and over again about what's gone... She has given me her explaination, and other ppl have told me things too... Whom i trust does not matter at this point... To me, i am the one who walked out on what is going on, i'm the one who walked out on this, its as simple as that... I've put down whatever that i once hold dear to walk away... Simply speaking, i've lost someone who once loved me, but i've gotten back a very very good friend and that is enough for me...&lt;br /&gt;I treasure my life now, my once loss freedom, my new frenz, and my busy busy and boring boring schedule... The only thing i long for is to go out and shop, to have plans everyday after school and no doubt that would return soon...&lt;br /&gt;What matters to me over all this is the 'promises' that she has given me... Certain things that is kept between us... It's as simple as that...&lt;br /&gt;I've been over this for the past one week le, so it doesn't affect me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, to another matter... China Study Tour, London Backpacking or India Study Tour...&lt;br /&gt;India's quite outta question to me though... HAHA... Opinions, Opinions everyone... I realli need some opinions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114628090578673575?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114628090578673575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114628090578673575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114628090578673575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114628090578673575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-going-on.html' title='What Is Going On...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114621079276916968</id><published>2006-04-28T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T15:53:12.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Doors Down - Here Without You</title><content type='html'>Steph once told me that listening to the same song over and over again would kill your brain cells but this song just can't seem to get outta my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lights had made me colder and I don’t think I can look at this the same&lt;br /&gt;But all the miles had separate&lt;br /&gt;They disappeared now when I’m dreaming of your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rolling as the people either way to say hello&lt;br /&gt;I hear this life is overrated but I hope it gets better as we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know, and anywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;it gets hard but it won’t take away my love&lt;br /&gt;And when the last one falls, when it’s all said and done&lt;br /&gt;it get hard but it won’t take away my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I’m here without you baby but your still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;but tonight girl it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't get you outta my life no matter how hard i try...&lt;br /&gt;The smile i put on everyday is just a mask to hide the pain that i've been through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114621079276916968?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114621079276916968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114621079276916968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114621079276916968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114621079276916968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/04/3-doors-down-here-without-you.html' title='3 Doors Down - Here Without You'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114621024064507898</id><published>2006-04-28T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T15:51:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My Life, Love It A Not...</title><content type='html'>Here I am blogging when i'm supposed to be in school today... I feel so sianz going to school and school is only 2 weeks old... School is ultimately boring... But at least there is something to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving to go out shopping and the coming of next mth is not helping since i'm gonna get more shopping money... HAHA... I wanna buy alot of things though i know i burst like half my last month's allowance on stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this whole week has been school and nothing else... I can't wait to go out with frenz soon, but everybody is so busy... Sec sch and JCs are having their exams and Poly just started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at tampines ytd helping some MP with his campaigning... Elections is next week sat and i wish to see how it'll turn out this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have i been doing, i completely do not know, slacking i presume, as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the beginning of what should've been a perfect ending...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114621024064507898?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114621024064507898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114621024064507898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114621024064507898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114621024064507898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-my-life-love-it-not.html' title='This Is My Life, Love It A Not...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114601344303995512</id><published>2006-04-26T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T09:04:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RWPS Tutorial is BORING!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm in some com lab in biz block now, having RWPS, and i'm up here to complain... DAMN BORING LOR!!! What's with writing a report again??? Haven we done enough of that for LC in yr 1??? OK... Better go now... T-cher staring at me... HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, give me your opinion, China study trip, 12 days for $1300 or US study trip, 10 days for $2500???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-cher just walked over... Lucky i san fast enough man... HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114601344303995512?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114601344303995512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114601344303995512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114601344303995512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114601344303995512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/04/rwps-tutorial-is-boring.html' title='RWPS Tutorial is BORING!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114596375440317918</id><published>2006-04-25T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:15:54.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Ok... Now i got a different answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/cancer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Cancer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer's loyal and sincere heart makes your own sensitive heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;Caring and devoted, a Cancer will take the lead in pursuing you - and not give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Cancer will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back enough to deal with Cancer's little mood swings and freak-outs.&lt;br /&gt;A fellow homebody, you know how make Cancer comfortable and at home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this more  making sense??? HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114596375440317918?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114596375440317918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114596375440317918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114596375440317918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114596375440317918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-114596360943126121</id><published>2006-04-25T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:13:29.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Crap!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/gemini.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Gemini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witty and sharp, a Gemini can keep up with your fast (and ever changing) mind.&lt;br /&gt;You're both fun loving and free spirits. You and a Gemini can enjoy each other without expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Gemini will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only can you keep up with a Gemini's sharp tongue, you can introduce a challenge or two...&lt;br /&gt;You're appetite for fun and novelty will keep a Gemini interested - at least for a bit longer than usual!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crap man??? Steph and i have always been saying that a gemini(her) and a virgo(me) can never click together... And in the end, this thing writes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt; Your True Love Is a Gemini"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure??? So very sure???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So new beginning, new blog... Actually i've been keeping this blog for very long, perfecting my blogskin... Finally opened...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-114596360943126121?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/114596360943126121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=114596360943126121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114596360943126121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/114596360943126121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-crap.html' title='What Crap!!!'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-113473500818628681</id><published>2005-12-16T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T20:10:08.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Little Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dirty Little Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me know that I've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I've known this all along&lt;br /&gt;I go around a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Just to waste my time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all that you've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;Find out games you don't wanna play&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that needs to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret&lt;br /&gt;(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)&lt;br /&gt;My dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has to know&lt;br /&gt;When we live such fragile lives&lt;br /&gt;It's the best way we survive&lt;br /&gt;I go around a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Just to waste my time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all that you've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;Find out games you don't wanna play&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that needs to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret&lt;br /&gt;(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)&lt;br /&gt;My dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has to know&lt;br /&gt;The way she feels inside (inside)&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)&lt;br /&gt;These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)&lt;br /&gt;And now I try to lie&lt;br /&gt;It's eating me apart&lt;br /&gt;Trace this life out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret&lt;br /&gt;(Just another regret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;(Dirty little secret)&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret&lt;br /&gt;(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)&lt;br /&gt;My dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;Dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;Dirty little secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has to know&lt;br /&gt;Who has to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-113473500818628681?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/113473500818628681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=113473500818628681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/113473500818628681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/113473500818628681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2005/12/dirty-little-secret.html' title='Dirty Little Secret'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19921431.post-113473392114145909</id><published>2005-12-16T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T19:52:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post</title><content type='html'>Well, 1st post... I know many don't read my blog now like what it used to be and this is my dunno how many time i changed my blog address, but i just thought i needed a new blog instead. If you want to know more about me, go read my old blog:&lt;br /&gt;http://tteote.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;http://steps-rulez.diaryland.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or else, just stay here and continue to be posted about what i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to me, a blog is some place where i can post my thoughts and what i think and feel and whatever. I dun treat this as a diary where you fill up what has been going on everyday in your life neither do i treat this as a journal like in primary school in which the teacher will ask you to write and write and write at least once every week.&lt;br /&gt;So if i dun post, dun bug, UNDERSTAND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921431-113473392114145909?l=imrunningafteru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/feeds/113473392114145909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921431&amp;postID=113473392114145909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/113473392114145909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921431/posts/default/113473392114145909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imrunningafteru.blogspot.com/2005/12/1st-post.html' title='1st Post'/><author><name>Karl Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18266391612561494902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
