<?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-6745557</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:10:48.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frozenflames</title><subtitle type='html'>freeze</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109772380915851566</id><published>2004-10-14T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T11:31:17.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://-outbreak.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;moved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>mugmugmugmugmugmugmugmug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i studied until 12 last night. from 4 to 12. and i haven't even finished. i mean one subject. bleah. then this morning i woke up at 7 just to complete my chinese tuition homework, which was in an hours time. so times have changed. it'll change in a while. i don't know what i'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so guilty... i haven't finished my homework. i think i should go do it now... no matter how much i don't want to ... this is the last stretch of the year after all. and it ain't nice. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off i go... studying. and finish my homework... by tonight i hope... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english exam on fridayyyyy. diediedie. not so much the fact that its english but that many more of the not so good subjects will be coming my way. i can't be bothered to blog next week and the week after. cos of the obvious. blahblahblah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me and all the other exam takers. not that you people need any. i'm dead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109612079591295031?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109612079591295031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109612079591295031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109612079591295031' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109500039725083153</id><published>2004-09-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:46:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they are finally over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my new blog layout. and the song. i think i'm gonna leave it this way for a long time. after exams i think. i hate to think about school. it just makes me feel all guilty inside as if i haven't studied enough. its probably the case, eh. so i have to change. i'll be mugging the whole of next term and i do not wish to go online at all, unless it regards school work. but for no other purpose. i hate to be grounded. everyone loses out. so here, at 10.34pm on the 12th of september 2004, i shall only blog once a week and go online for 2 hours each week. no more, no less. thats what i choose. i have to draw a line somewhere. so there it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from tomorrow onwards, mugging shall begin. can't believe i'm saying all this. but i guess all of it is true. i want to do well for my end-years. in order foor me to accomplish that, i have to make millions of sacrifices. which i don't like one bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this all better pay off. if it doesn't, i'm making a complaint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion, DO NOT tempt me to go online when i'm not supposed to. only on weekends, for 2 hours, including blogging. FULLSTOPPP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate saying all this. happy mugging.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109500039725083153?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109500039725083153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109500039725083153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500039725083153' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109478659676817362</id><published>2004-09-10T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:23:16.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe the holidays are over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i had fun in melbourne. visited lots of shops and 'landmarks'. didn't buy much... but, oh well. the weather was nice. i went on a boat ride thing, and just walked around trying to adapt to the surrounding city. thats about all... pretty boring. but it seemed fun. i don't know what i'm saying. bleah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my dad's birthday. and tomorrow's my grandma's birthday. talk about being all packed up for the weekend. pfft. i haven't done my homework... including my home economics project. this just-. oh well... gotta go now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the airport now. flight's at 11.45pm. so i'm pretty early. some how, i'm not all that excited about going to melbourne. hmmm. don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had home econs today. baked cookies and made a milo drink thing. tasted worse than... bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to buy lots of presents for certain people. i don't think i'm gonna have the time. oh well. i'll do my best. no promises. like i've said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i gotta go now. only supposed to use the computer for 15 minutes. won't be updating till i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109422231409259457?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109422231409259457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109422231409259457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109422231409259457' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109402304231329729</id><published>2004-09-01T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T15:17:22.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the holidays are coming. before you know it, they're gone. thats usually the case when you live in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing nice about teacher's day, if you're not a teacher, is that its a holiday. too bad children's day doesn't come for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today... i woke up for tuition. then i went to lei garden for lunch. after that, i was supposed to go to nick's house to play squash or tennis or whatever. but... my mom interfered. she said my marks weren't good enough and i had to study. pfft. she said i had to get a's and b's. which is technically what i got. with a few exceptions. so maybe she was having a mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topic change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from a swim. seems like i'm in the water everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. my grandparent's from the states are here to visit! its always nice to have guests over. so they, not being the young sort, are jet-lagged. so my granddad's sleeping in the guest room. and my grandma's ironing clothes i think. and i helped out already. i'm feeling guilty. still. she says she doesn't need any help. but then again, thats what they always say. she says it helps her stay awake. she's fighting the jet-lag. good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, i'm heading off to melbourne. which is, obviously, great, except for the fact that i'll be missing my friends. but even then, its not like my mom's gonna let me out of the house. i'm home sick. so maybe the short vaccation will help... hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've said enough for today. i'll try to update again before i leave. if not, this is goodbye for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109402304231329729?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109402304231329729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109402304231329729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109402304231329729' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109361866445871231</id><published>2004-08-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T22:57:44.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Well, the exam period's &lt;s&gt;nearing&lt;/s&gt; once again. So I guess that pretty much means that I'll have to &lt;s&gt;mugggg&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;s&gt;All day long&lt;/s&gt;. Just like today, for example. &lt;s&gt;Come home early from school, finish up homework, study, revise, go to bed.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No freedom&lt;/strong&gt; at all. Its cos I wanna go out after the exams and have a different feeling when I go out. &lt;strong&gt;No restrictions&lt;/strong&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've pretty much described my day and &lt;em&gt;future &lt;/em&gt;days. Yeah. Not much to &lt;s&gt;look forward&lt;/s&gt; to. I think this is one of the &lt;em&gt;rare&lt;/em&gt; times that I will be posting. I &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; it doesn't get as bad as the beginning of the year... Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say I think. Oh yeah. I &lt;s&gt;didn't&lt;/s&gt; do &lt;strong&gt;very well&lt;/strong&gt; for my math. bleahhhhhhhh. Don't wanna think about it. Got tuition tomorrow. Although I don't have any more tests coming up... &lt;s&gt;Who cares. Its a waste of time.&lt;/s&gt; Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109361866445871231?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109361866445871231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109361866445871231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109361866445871231' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109310700644556975</id><published>2004-08-22T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T00:50:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend's here again. Time does pass &lt;em&gt;fast&lt;/em&gt;. But in the middle of the week, it doesn't &lt;em&gt;seem&lt;/em&gt; so. I guess that's the case then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was pretty boring. Oh yeah. I did &lt;strong&gt;well&lt;/strong&gt; for most of my tests. So I look forward to &lt;strong&gt;not being grounded&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;soon&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Thursday, I went with yinli to meet up with sumin and suying at waffle town and they were worse than dao. Which is I don't know... Indescribable. I don't wanna go into detail. At least they were apologetic. After that, I went to meet Nat at serene. And that's all. nothin much happened over the week, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was okay today. Normal. Had service. Everything was pretty much the same except for the fact that someone was calling me just cos she was bored. I don't mind. Then had a late and boring dinner at some place I've never been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I got online, I got punk'd by some lunatics which I STILL consider my friends. I think. Oh well. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I wanna sleep. So that's what I'm going to do. This is a short and... zzz post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109310700644556975?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109310700644556975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109310700644556975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109310700644556975' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109255976872122415</id><published>2004-08-15T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T16:49:28.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the weekend's coming to an end again. oh well. can't stop time. wish i could though. for not only that reason... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was okay yesterday. except for the fact that it finished surprisingly early. but who cares. after chirch, some of my dad's friend came over for dinner and they stayed until about midnight. and whats worse about that was that their kids weren't exactly introduced to manners. so they went around jumping on the couch and irritable stuff like that. so i couldn't be bothered to tolerate all that crap... so i did other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up late this morning. then had a very disorganised lunch. now i'm at my grandparent's place. blogging and listening to music. i predict that tonight's gonna be worse than boring. oh well. guess i have to accept the fact. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109255976872122415?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109255976872122415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109255976872122415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109255976872122415' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109245937485814320</id><published>2004-08-14T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T12:56:14.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; anons. i mean, whats their &lt;s&gt;freakking&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;problem&lt;/em&gt;? if they ain't got anything &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; to say, don't say &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; at all. not only are they &lt;s&gt;scared&lt;/s&gt;, but they're also &lt;s&gt;screwed up&lt;/s&gt;. whats the &lt;em&gt;problem&lt;/em&gt; with revealing their identity? its not like i'm gonna run after them and find more about them and eventually, &lt;s&gt;end&lt;/s&gt; their lives (not that they have any). just &lt;s&gt;piss off&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i've got &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; friends. those that will stick by my side. and because they've done that, i'll do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'm in the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; mood now. so i shall end here. some post i've written. i think all of you know why this post's &lt;s&gt;so dull&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109245937485814320?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109245937485814320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109245937485814320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109245937485814320' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109214364895318753</id><published>2004-08-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:14:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much for long weekends. people always end up being sick. i don't want to talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go back to school. i'd rather be sick than to go to school and be in the pink of health. guess i can't control the education system. i've been mugging lately. i think. i hate to admit it. but, oh well. they say it'll help in the future. but right now, its just seems like a waste of time. i think i ought to change my point of view. definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make matters worse, someone's not helping. i'm sure that person's not the only one. i'm not gonna mention names or whatever. i don't wanna take the effort to think up all the names. they make me sick. guess thats why i am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want too many things. i hate too many things... that presently exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109214364895318753?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109214364895318753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109214364895318753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109214364895318753' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109202354906069475</id><published>2004-08-09T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T11:52:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much for public holidays. i end up staying at home the whole day... being a couch potato. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think i'm gonna do much today. besides like... go out for meals. thats all. yeah. oh well. hopefully my dad will allow me to at least watch a family movie. so much for going out with friends. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entries are getting shorter and shorter. which means life's getting boring. typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109202354906069475?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109202354906069475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109202354906069475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109202354906069475' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109188333280795143</id><published>2004-08-07T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:21:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay. i don't want to talk about the first part of my day cos it pretty much... bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the first part of the day, i had tuition. then went for a swim. had lunch. after that, i was pretty much zonked. so i took a short nap. when i woke up, it was already time to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during church, had worship first. followed by cell. now i have some friends over cos our parents are out having dinner. yeah. so its pretty much boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. off to watch some television now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109188333280795143?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109188333280795143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109188333280795143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109188333280795143' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109178712950178165</id><published>2004-08-06T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:12:09.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. school today was just plain boring. i got to school. then did my duty... &lt;s&gt;unwillingly&lt;/s&gt;. so it was mostly spending (wasting) 3 hours in the scorching hot sun. and i &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to take care off the sec 4s. so much for a &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt; national day. i'm &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; glad that i get a long weekend. not so much the fact that its Singapore's birthday. &lt;s&gt;i'm not really enthusiastic about being a singaporean&lt;/s&gt;. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; finished. some people left without saying bye. my mom picked me up from balmoral. and that was pretty much my day. plain 'ol boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna go out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109178712950178165?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109178712950178165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109178712950178165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109178712950178165' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109132764527081564</id><published>2004-08-01T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:19:55.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sonic fest turned out to be a real rip off. oh well. wasn't expecting it. woke up, had tuition. then i left the house to meet yin, pin and ollie at serene. and it so turns out that they're all late. i waited at the bus stop and saw... somebody. in the mean time, the twins were on their way. i then headed for serene. where i met another somebody. we waited for about half an hour for ollie to arrive. once that happened, we left. blahblahblah...... so i left it early, and headed for orchard. walked around aimlessly. then yinli had to go off and return his flag day thing which was at toa payoh. so yeah. i followed him, along with ollie and pin. pin and i decided to stop at newon instead. when yin came back, we went our own seperate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109132764527081564?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109132764527081564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109132764527081564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109132764527081564' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109119606125963636</id><published>2004-07-30T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T22:01:01.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sonic fest tomorrow!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109119606125963636?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109119606125963636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109119606125963636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109119606125963636' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109099509069620798</id><published>2004-07-28T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T14:11:30.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh. its good to know that what i said in my other post isn't entirely true. i'm in school again. last day of the computer powerpoint lesson thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have some chinese homework to do by next week. thats all. i got scolded for sleeping in science class. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i gotta go now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109099509069620798?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109099509069620798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109099509069620798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109099509069620798' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109065062101531284</id><published>2004-07-24T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T14:30:21.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;life's just unkind, screwed up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i can't hear anything on my blog. later today, i have church. in particular, cell. i have lunch waiting patiently for its consumer on the dining table. i'm &lt;strong&gt;totally&lt;/strong&gt; out of point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's&lt;/em&gt; not being very nice about the present situation. i can't do anything about it. i've tried. nothing. why am i talking about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i wake up. stare up at what i normally see, the ceiling. realising that i had tuition at 8, i struggled to get up. so i had tuition until 10. went online for a while. then i had to do finish up my homework. i eat lunch after doing my homework. now i'm blogging. and for the rest of the day, i'm gonna be stuck at home until i go to church. yeah. thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm being ignored. i wonder if anyone cares anymore...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109065062101531284?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109065062101531284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109065062101531284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109065062101531284' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-109056565608981504</id><published>2004-07-23T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T14:54:16.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. i'm in school now. having some computer class. so i'm obviously not listening. its the weekend again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i had a math and chinese test yesterday. and i didn't study. today i had a science and history test. i studied for history... at least. i had home economics today. cooked some burger thing and orange juice. i got 9/10 for it. considerably good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the week was screwed. and it seemed like forever. oh well. at least its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-109056565608981504?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109056565608981504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/109056565608981504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109056565608981504' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108997531373119394</id><published>2004-07-16T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T18:55:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend's here again. &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt;. I know I've not been posting or tagging lately. &lt;em&gt;mugging&lt;/em&gt;. Haven't really had a chance to say anything lately. So I'll try to spill everything now. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;the states: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;its always the same. Its&lt;strong&gt; so&lt;/strong&gt; cool there. I wish I didn't have to live in &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boring old&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. My family there's doing well. In both Chicago and Delaware. Time passed really &lt;strong&gt;fast&lt;/strong&gt; then. Now &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; second seems like an eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;school: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;trying to get used to the system again (tests every week). I really &lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt; that I will fair well this term. cos if I don't, who knows what's gonna happen. The longest five days in a week are always the ones spent in school. Ugh. And the weekends are&lt;em&gt; totally&lt;/em&gt; the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;in the mean time, I'm trying to invite some of my friends to go for sonic fest. Been kinda difficult lately though. Piled up with work, most of the time. I'm trying not to hate school. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;church: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've got 4 tickets in my possession for sonic fest, which is&amp;nbsp;comin up on the 31st. This week's&amp;nbsp;cell... That's kinda it. blah. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;miscellaneous: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;today was &lt;em&gt;relatively&lt;/em&gt; okay. Got scolded for not paying for some arts thing. Managed to get myself out of the situation with some help from my friend. Had lessons as usual. Art test today. That's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;old boring school&lt;/span&gt;. Finished up my homework. That's all for today. See yah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108997531373119394?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108997531373119394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108997531373119394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108997531373119394' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108910804156285638</id><published>2004-07-06T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T18:00:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the tags people. But I'm grounded. So I won't be able to post anything or tag. Sorry. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108910804156285638?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108910804156285638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108910804156285638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108910804156285638' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108704681196786342</id><published>2004-06-12T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T21:38:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Haven't been updating lately. Its now 9.25 in the morning. Woke up early for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow. The flight's at 3 in the afternoon. I wish I could've gone for the reach! Camp. Nat says it was fun... Guess I missed out. Oh well. Its typical I guess. Like I missed last year's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept late last night. Played computer games online. Haha. Quite fun I guess. I can get quite sick when I play it. Felt all queasy. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Have to run now. See yah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108704681196786342?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108704681196786342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108704681196786342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108704681196786342' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108673759522533451</id><published>2004-06-09T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T07:33:15.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. today was fun... i guess. woke up at 7am to go play golf. didn't exactly play that well. but... oh well. then got home at around 3pm. took a bit of a rest. then i went shopping with my dad and grandparents. bought some presents for some friends. clothing. cheap place to buy stuff. sale everyday. today's sale was 'buy one get one free'. so we spent about 3hours shopping there. and now i'm home again. yeah. time passes so quickly here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my posts are so short all of a sudden. and i'm on vacation. oh well. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108673759522533451?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108673759522533451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108673759522533451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108673759522533451' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108665453306868084</id><published>2004-06-08T08:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:28:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Just finished dinner. Its now 8.22pm. the timing's gone really weird. Oh well. At least I'm not jet-lagged. Time passes really quickly here. But I mean, its still bright. It only gets dark at around 9.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... Woke up at around 8am. Played some billiards. Then at around noon, my uncle, dad and I left the house for this golf competition thing. Well, at least the good players were playing. Unlike Singapore. So we only watched them play 7 holes. Headed home and went for a swim until 5.30pm. Quite a boring day, most would say. I kinda agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, I'm going to play a round of golf with my uncle and dad early in the morning. Yeah. Can't sleep too late tonight. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I've got anything else to say... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108665453306868084?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453306868084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453306868084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108665453306868084' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108665453201402754</id><published>2004-06-08T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:28:52.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Just finished dinner. Its now 8.22pm. the timing's gone really weird. Oh well. At least I'm not jet-lagged. Time passes really quickly here. But I mean, its still bright. It only gets dark at around 9.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... Woke up at around 8am. Played some billiards. Then at around noon, my uncle, dad and I left the house for this golf competition thing. Well, at least the good players were playing. Unlike Singapore. So we only watched them play 7 holes. Headed home and went for a swim until 5.30pm. Quite a boring day, most would say. I kinda agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, I'm going to play a round of golf with my uncle and dad early in the morning. Yeah. Can't sleep too late tonight. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I've got anything else to say... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108665453201402754?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453201402754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453201402754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108665453201402754' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108665453156889481</id><published>2004-06-08T08:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:28:51.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Just finished dinner. Its now 8.22pm. the timing's gone really weird. Oh well. At least I'm not jet-lagged. Time passes really quickly here. But I mean, its still bright. It only gets dark at around 9.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... Woke up at around 8am. Played some billiards. Then at around noon, my uncle, dad and I left the house for this golf competition thing. Well, at least the good players were playing. Unlike Singapore. So we only watched them play 7 holes. Headed home and went for a swim until 5.30pm. Quite a boring day, most would say. I kinda agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, I'm going to play a round of golf with my uncle and dad early in the morning. Yeah. Can't sleep too late tonight. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I've got anything else to say... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108665453156889481?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453156889481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453156889481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108665453156889481' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108665453148948570</id><published>2004-06-08T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:28:51.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Just finished dinner. Its now 8.22pm. the timing's gone really weird. Oh well. At least I'm not jet-lagged. Time passes really quickly here. But I mean, its still bright. It only gets dark at around 9.30pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... Woke up at around 8am. Played some billiards. Then at around noon, my uncle, dad and I left the house for this golf competition thing. Well, at least the good players were playing. Unlike Singapore. So we only watched them play 7 holes. Headed home and went for a swim until 5.30pm. Quite a boring day, most would say. I kinda agree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, I'm going to play a round of golf with my uncle and dad early in the morning. Yeah. Can't sleep too late tonight. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I've got anything else to say... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108665453148948570?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453148948570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108665453148948570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108665453148948570' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108657839150496387</id><published>2004-06-07T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:19:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm in the states now. Actually I got in on the 2nd of June. The flight was so long, as it always is. Landed in san Francisco. Weather was cool. Close to perfect. Rented a car. Stayed at the Marriott for 4 days. Played a round of golf there. Went shopping at the factory outlets, where everything there was at its lowest price. So that was about it in san Francisco. Took the morning flight to Philadelphia, where I am now. In my uncle's house. Its now 11.18pm. so yeah, gonna sleep soon. I'll try my best to update as often as possible. Cause when I get back to Singapore, I'm grounded. So I'm making the best of it. I also have a project due next term. And my group isn't exactly co-operating. Oh well... Too tired to type now... Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108657839150496387?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108657839150496387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108657839150496387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108657839150496387' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108657773440212168</id><published>2004-06-07T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:10:59.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;MARQUEE BEHAVIOR=alternate &gt;Happy Birthday Bev&lt;/MARQUEE&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey girl, thanks for being there for me all the time. take care, yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108657773440212168?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108657773440212168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108657773440212168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108657773440212168' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108564146208882766</id><published>2004-05-27T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T15:04:22.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just wanna thank my true friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat&lt;br /&gt;cheryl lau&lt;br /&gt;bev&lt;br /&gt;pinli&lt;br /&gt;yinli&lt;br /&gt;hannah lee&lt;br /&gt;hannah koh&lt;br /&gt;nick&lt;br /&gt;sumin&lt;br /&gt;suying&lt;br /&gt;joseph&lt;br /&gt;cheryl wong&lt;br /&gt;luke&lt;br /&gt;jeremias&lt;br /&gt;bellejoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these people mentioned are not placed in any order. and i know that these people that i mentioned aren't just the only people who are my true friends. but there are &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; people that just don't deserve friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much guys and girls. you mean a whole lot to me. keep smiling, yeah? you rock.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108564146208882766?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108564146208882766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108564146208882766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108564146208882766' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108547535685304235</id><published>2004-05-25T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T16:55:56.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Haven't been updating in a long time. Mainly cause of the fact that my mom banned me from using the computer on weekdays. But today my friends are over at my house. So its more or less a small excuse. We're supposed to be doing a geography project... But everyone is slacking. Cause the project's due next term. Oh and the other reason I've not been going online is cause I'm trying to get over the truth. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I can't wait till next Wednesday... When I leave. So soon. And I haven't lifted a finger to start packing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, I've had a few problems... Shan't mention it here. But I've also had some suprising stuff that enlightened me. Yeah. So now I've gotten over the bad stuff... So now everything's bright. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else to say. Oh yeah, I wanna thank all my friends who stuck up for me during that incident. It meant a lot to me. Thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this Saturday's the Methodist walkathon... Its compulsory for me to go... And its only 3.8km... you could say its a total waste of time. Taking 4 hours to walk that distance is a bit much. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got nothing else to say I think. Yeah. So I hope I'll be in the mood to update this Saturday... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108547535685304235?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108547535685304235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108547535685304235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108547535685304235' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108463062803624133</id><published>2004-05-15T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T22:17:08.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. got cheryl over at my house with a whole lot of other guests. yeah. its fun. yeah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning i woke up at 9am... washed up and my mom sent me to js for my flag day thing... so there, i met darrell, ryan, shannen, jon, byron, ian, chee hon and daniel... so all of went to orchard... at different times... nick didn't go cos he was sick for some reason and didn't inform us. so we ended up waiting for him till about 10.45am... oh well. so wasted some time there... yeah. then we went to wisma atria, where i got pissed with my friends. so i left without them. without them noticing. but i did say 'cyah'. i guess they were too busy to notice. friends. oh well. then met up with darrell, ryan, teck chai and nick kam... and eventually met up with the rest of the guys. yeah. met at taka. bought bubble tea. yupp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cine. hoping to meet her.. but no. oh well again. we (jon, shannen and i) decided to ditch daniel cos he was getting the name of the most irritating guy of the hour. so jon got himself lost. and i went to look for him. shannen asked daniel to look in burger king. so we just left without him noticing. hahas. too bad for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to meet up with byron, ian and chee hon who were in novena square and united spuare. yupp. chee hon left for tuition quickly. so we went back to orchard... after daniel had disappeared. lol. met up with cheryl and bev in roxy / quik in paragon. bought my bro's present and a shirt for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we met wenyao outside taka. he helped me flag and get lots of money. he's so kind. lol. okay. so we went to raffles city. got lots of money there. yeah. went back to js to hand in the stuff... changed there. and we met another friend along the way to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took MRT to church. ended up getting there real late. so didn't know where to go to. went up and saw that everyone was there. but jon didn't want to go there. so he went for service. yeah. so i went looking for him... and on my first try, i ran and my shoe fell out. it was so embarrasing. but i was tired and not alert. so i was like forget it. so i continued to look for jon. and when i came back, i told my cell leader what had happened and why he didn't wanna go... so i realised that a certain somebody i shall leave unidentified... took my shoe and hid it. and they played with my shoe and everything... weird people do weird things. too bad for me. then went for cell. yeah. so thats about all that happened today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108463062803624133?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108463062803624133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108463062803624133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108463062803624133' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108452878211095372</id><published>2004-05-14T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T17:59:42.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Got a new skin. So much darker. I don't quite like the pic displayed. But I'm too lazy to change it. LOL. I think I'll change again in about a month or so. When I'm in the states. Yeah. Can't wait to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, today I was supposed to go out... But nobody was free. So I just went home. bleah. Oh well. Nick went sailing today. Couldn't join him cos I forgot to bring all my attire. Yeah. So I went home by bus. Felt so lonely. Oh well. I guess my friends had other things to do. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm going to play squash... Finally. So I'll be leaving soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was basically a typical boring day. Tomorrow I'll be going for flag day... Again. I think this will be my third time going this year. Wow. LOL. I'll be going with my normal group. Starts at 10am and ends at 4pm. So some of my friends will be coming to church with me after we finish. Might bump into some people along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have anything else to say. Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108452878211095372?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108452878211095372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108452878211095372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108452878211095372' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108445607731848581</id><published>2004-05-13T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T21:47:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. today... went to school as usual. but i was late. oh well. didn't really get scolded. so i did my prefect duty... then i went to the Singapore Discovery Centre. and since the school made us leave late, we could only spend 20 minutes there. ughh. so after that, we went to the new water factory thing... where an extremely long lecture about the process on how the water there is made. boring. so we went back to school. and got a 'scolding' from the principal because we behaved badly at the factory. so that was that. then i went with nick, chee hon, byron, shannen, ian, jon and joel to watch troy. since cine was full, we decided to go to lido. so we managed to get tickets. but they were really close to the screen. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the movie was really nice. i guess... because almost everybody knows the story line. about the trojan horse and the weak heel and all. yeah. it was a real long show though. about 2 and a half hours. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my dad picked me up from some hotel near lido. and then we went to play golf. yeah. we were supposed to play squash too. but it was getting late. so i didn't get to play. so sad. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my dinner. and some ice cream. i doubt i can go online tonight because my computer's down. so sad. anyway, tomorrow i'm supposed to meet sumin and suying after school... don't know if thats gonna happen. yeah. so i'll be going to orchard again. i think its geting boring. lol. i don't know who i'm going with but i'm supposed to meet ally somewhere. i just hope... nevermind. so i think i've said enough for today. yeah. cyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108445607731848581?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108445607731848581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108445607731848581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108445607731848581' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108437768390940712</id><published>2004-05-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T00:01:23.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. Today was great. Woke up at 8.00am and washed up. My dad dropped me at king Albert park McDonald's for breakfast with my 5 other friends. Ate fillet-o-fish with milo and a hashbrown. So nick came late. And I was second last. So met chee hon, Byron, pinli and yinli there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast, pinli, yinli and I went to MG because pinli wanted to sell some gummys. So I kinda freakked out a bit when I entered the school. Oh yeah, talked a bit with bev, who was so hyped up because I was going shopping for her birthday present. Yeah. So anyway, I saw bellejoy and a whole lot of other MG girls around. It was seriously weird. And after I left, it started to pour. So I ended up being drenched and with my shoes all muddy. And I also found out that ally hid from me when she knew I was going to MG. So yeah... Oh well. Its okay. Don't mind. Apparently, Hannah saw me too. But I was too blur to notice, especially with the never-ending sound of raindrops falling on the ground nearby. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I walked back to McDonald's, where my other friends were, and all they did was make fun of us drenched people. So took a bus to orchard road. Disappointed because of the sudden change in weather (when I woke up this morning the sun was shining). So I had a talk with God. Praying that I would have an enjoyable time. And when I alighted the bus, I was smiling thanks to my buds. So we went to cine to get tickets for 50 first dates. And nick happened to have 6 free tickets for any show we wanted to watch. So he treated. And then we went to quik/roxy in paragon to shop for bev's present. So she knows what she got already. I didn't even buy anything for myself there. Oh well. Maybe on Friday, when I go out. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we stopped for a quick bite at some Thai restaurant in paragon. Then we went on to cine to catch the 1.05pm show. After the nice show, we went to boarders to get some CD's. I ended up buying evanescence. I don't like it. I'm getting tired of her songs. So wasted some money there. Then the twin's had to wait for their mom to pick them up at boarders. So we said 'bye' to them and shook hands for fun. So yeah. That was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now with nick, chee hon and Byron next to me, we took a cab to novena square. There I bought my music scores at trumpet praise. Then we went to KFC and there, chee hon went home. We (Byron, nick and I) tried the new extra crispy chicken thing. Found it to be quite nice. Well, quite. So had some bubble tea and then Byron left for his home. And nick and I, because we live so close to each other, took a cab back and I dropped off first. Leaving him by himself inside the taxi. Then he went jogging or something with his cousin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I had a short nap when I got home. And went for a swim. And then I ate my dinner. Yeah. So then I went on msn got flooded again. So I got scolded by a lot of my friends online. Its not really my fault. I guess. So now I'm blogging. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is possibly one if the longest entries I've ever written. Wow. Okay. I'm zonked. gonna crash. Have to wake up early for school tomorrow. I'm visiting the new-water factory. Ugh. Not looking forward to tomorrow. Anyways, I shall end my entry right here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108437768390940712?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108437768390940712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108437768390940712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108437768390940712' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108429074689748833</id><published>2004-05-11T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T23:52:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. exams are finally over. cool. i think its time for me to slack a bit. lol. anyway, chinese paper was bad. i think i'll get the whole of the second section wrong. ughh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow i'll be going to orchard road with my friends - nick, byron, yinli, pinli and chee hon. gonna go MGS for some reason. don't know why. pinli knows. yeah. then we'll be going to watch a movie and eat lunch and go shopping for presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i got a new computer. and i'm using it right now. its an apple. so its really different from windows. i can't even hear the music here on my blog. this is so not-good. so it won't make a difference whether the music works or not (to me). so i  think i'll ask my mom whether i can use the laptop in stead of this apple. its really weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went out with chee hon to orchard road and novena square. with very little money... and to make matters worse, chee hon didn't bring his wallet, which had his ez-link and money inside. so i ended up having to treat him and pay for his transport. this better not happen tomorrow. seriously. i'm not gonna waste my money on him anymore. its happened too many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my hairstyle's really really weird. oh well. nothing much i can do. so i think thats all i have to say today. i'll try to update more since some people like to read my entries. sorry if i don't update on some days... i just don't have the time to. and this new computer isn't helping me either. but i'll try my best though. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108429074689748833?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108429074689748833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108429074689748833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108429074689748833' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108403153567734779</id><published>2004-05-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T23:56:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. at nat's house now. its really fun here. the music's playing real loud and our parents are chatting outside... i'm gonna sleep real late tonight... this rocks. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today... worship was okay. then i had cell. had prayer session... then went down to the coffee shop to get a snack. looked for hannah after that... searched high and low for her. asked belle joy and joseph where she was and all... gave her the present(finally). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before church... followed my mom and dad to service the car... woke up real late. as usual. hahas. oh and in between church and lunch, i mugged. and did muy quiet time... based it on 1 John. read the whole thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think that was all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108403153567734779?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108403153567734779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108403153567734779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108403153567734779' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108400114566658971</id><published>2004-05-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T15:30:14.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;MARQUEE BEHAVIOR="alternate"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy birthday Hannah!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true. God bless. Keep smiling, yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;Evan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108400114566658971?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108400114566658971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108400114566658971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108400114566658971' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108390961526716630</id><published>2004-05-07T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:56:23.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the weekend and I only have 3 more exams to go. This is so cool. Okay. nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams... English was okay had some problems with the letter writing though. Math was easy. History was hard... I don't think I'm gone do well for the MCQ section. Chinese paper 1... Firstly, I don't fancy Chinese. So I found it a bit hard. Next day was science... Didn't know how to do the last question which was worth 10 marks. But for the rest of the paper, it was quite easy. Then I had literature. I think my chances of getting A1 are quite high. :) today I had geography. I just study geography for the sake of studying. I thought they set the paper in such a way that we could not understand the question. Oh well. So that was that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have design and technology, and Chinese listening on Monday... Basically, I don't have to study for the listening. How do we study for listening? Design and technology... I don't like it. But I still have to study a bit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... I went to McDonalds with nick. And I bought a present for somebody*... And my mom. So now I'm at home blogging... I'm gonna crash... Really tired. zzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108390961526716630?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108390961526716630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108390961526716630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108390961526716630' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108382272326626219</id><published>2004-05-06T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T13:56:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;gravity cannot&lt;br /&gt;be held&lt;br /&gt;responsible&lt;br /&gt;for people&lt;br /&gt;falling in&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108382272326626219?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108382272326626219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108382272326626219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108382272326626219' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108368015360091652</id><published>2004-05-04T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T22:19:48.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;spring morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? i don't quite know.&lt;br /&gt;down to the stream where the king-cups grow -&lt;br /&gt;up to the hill where the pine-trees blow -&lt;br /&gt;anywhere, anywhere. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? the clouds sail by,&lt;br /&gt;little ones, baby ones, over the sky.&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? the shadows pass,&lt;br /&gt;little ones, baby ones, over the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were a cloud, and sailed up there,&lt;br /&gt;you'd sail on water as blue as air,&lt;br /&gt;and you'd see me here in the fields and say:&lt;br /&gt;"doesn't the sky look green today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? the high rocks call:&lt;br /&gt;"it's awful fun to be born at all."&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? the ring-doves coo:&lt;br /&gt;"we do have beautiful things to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were a bird, and lived on high,&lt;br /&gt;you'd lean on the wind when the wind came by,&lt;br /&gt;you'd say to the wind when it took you away:&lt;br /&gt;"that's where i wanted to go today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i going? i don't quite know.&lt;br /&gt;what does it matter where people go? &lt;br /&gt;down to the wood where the blue-bells grow - &lt;br /&gt;anywhere, anywhere. i don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108368015360091652?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108368015360091652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108368015360091652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368015360091652' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108350162979353798</id><published>2004-05-02T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T20:44:50.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. i'm not supposed to be blogging. but i am... why? i myself don't know... maybe cause so many people are asking me to update... almost everyone. i won't be updating until the 11th of may cause thats when my exams end. from then on, i should be updating daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are tomorrow. math. have been studying real hard for all my subjects especially for math. strangely, i don't feel as stressed as i did for my other exams... excluding PSLE. that means i'm not nervous... weird. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your birthday's coming up, just let me know via SMS or just tag. i've taken note of hannah's already... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think i have anything else to say... i'll be back on the 11th to update... oh, and i won't be tagging too... sorry. bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108350162979353798?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108350162979353798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108350162979353798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108350162979353798' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108245942467416265</id><published>2004-04-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T22:45:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friendster quiz (taken from joseph's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: W O U L D Y O U R A T H E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) be popular or a loner?&lt;br /&gt;popular. it would be so boring without friends. cause either way, i still have my bestest best friend-Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) be serious or be funny? &lt;br /&gt;funny. being serious is like... not being able to talk to anyone. dat would be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) drink whole or skim milk? &lt;br /&gt;whichever's available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A R E Y O U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) simple or complicated? &lt;br /&gt;i think i'm simple... how am i supposed to give my own opinion of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D O Y O U P R E F E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) grey or gray?&lt;br /&gt;grey. but i like black and white more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) colored or black-and-white photos? &lt;br /&gt;colored. pple invent things for a purpose you noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) lust or love?&lt;br /&gt;love. lust is just plain sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) sunrise or sunset? &lt;br /&gt;sunrise. there's more to look forward to... unless its smth bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) M&amp;Ms or Skittles? &lt;br /&gt;i eat both. i think i like skittles more. cause it stays in your mouth longer and doesn't melt in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) rap or rock?&lt;br /&gt;rap. dunno why. maybe cause i've been influenced by joseph. =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) staying up late or waking up early? &lt;br /&gt;staying up late with friends. den i can wake up late for school. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) TV or radio? &lt;br /&gt;TV. you use more of your senses dat way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) eating apples or oranges? &lt;br /&gt;apples. there are too many seeds in oranges. lol.&lt;br /&gt;A N S W E R T R U T H F U L L Y &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Who is it?&lt;br /&gt;why would i wanna tell you? although some pple noe who it is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D O Y O U P R E F E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) being hot or cold?&lt;br /&gt;hot. dunno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;i just told you i like hot stuff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) left or right? &lt;br /&gt;i'm a left-hander. guess wat my answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) having 10 acquaintances or 1 best friend? &lt;br /&gt;10 acquaintances and Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) sun or rain? &lt;br /&gt;sun. firstly, i told you dat i like hot stuff. secondly, i dun like to be indoors. its boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream? &lt;br /&gt;i like strawberry. but chocolate's okay too. i only eat vanila when i'm desprate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) green beans or carrots?&lt;br /&gt;carrots. i like both though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) boys or girls? &lt;br /&gt;i like my friends who are boys. as in friends. and girls, the obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) low fat or fat free? &lt;br /&gt;dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M I S C E L L A N E O U S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What is your biggest fear in the world? &lt;br /&gt;God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Kids or no kids? &lt;br /&gt;kids. i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Cat or dog? &lt;br /&gt;i like dogs. i see too many stray cats around everyday... tired of looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Mustard or ketchup? &lt;br /&gt;ketchup. you can take ketchup and not get an immediate reaction... but with mustard, you hafta have a glass of water nex to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Hard cover books or soft cover books? &lt;br /&gt;hard. the pages inside dun get crumpled dat easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Newspaper or magazine?&lt;br /&gt;magazine. partly cause you get the newspaper in the mail everyday. fine. i'm outta point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Wonder or amazement? &lt;br /&gt;amazement. i'm amazed at wat God can do in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Red car or white car? &lt;br /&gt;i dun own one... so why should it matter? if i did own one, i'd like it to be black... or dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Happy and poor or sad and rich? &lt;br /&gt;happy and poor. i'll still have my Lord and Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Singing or dancing?&lt;br /&gt;singing. when you dance, there's a temptation for you to sing... i think... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Hugging or kissing? &lt;br /&gt;hugging. how often do i kiss someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Corduroy or plain? &lt;br /&gt;plain. i told you dat i was simple... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Happy or sad? &lt;br /&gt;happy. why would you wanna be sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A B O U T Y O U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name? evan ong ee wen&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: ev, evan*, evan, eveey(sounds weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names and ages of siblings? &lt;br /&gt;kyle. 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;ryan. 9 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of candles that appeared on your last &lt;br /&gt;birthday cake?&lt;br /&gt;forgot when i had my last birthday cake... oh yah, at church. i think i had one. lol. they ran outta candles. haha, doesn't matter. i'm still 13 years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date that you regularly blow them out?&lt;br /&gt;around the 26th of january. when i celebrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pets?&lt;br /&gt;my brother has a hamster. its reali cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height? &lt;br /&gt;167cm. i'm not the tallest in my class... and cell group.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108245942467416265?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108245942467416265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108245942467416265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108245942467416265' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108221596618467478</id><published>2004-04-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T23:36:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up real early cause i had to go for my school's annual track meet. yupp. it was so boring. everybody was like walking around... and we had to do some cheers. ugh. oh well. and my class came in last for the inter-class relay. lol. it was because one guy from another class tripped my classmate. so he ended up falling down. so sad... haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the track meet thing finished, jon, glenn and i went to the library to finish up our homework... but i have so much, that i only did 4 pages. haha. oh well. i'll finish it up tomorro... although i have about 25 pages to go. sigh. i won't b able to complete it. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so after we 'finished' our homework, we went to orchard... because jon wanted to buy his converse bag... but first, he needed the money... which was with his mom. so had to wait for her... in the mean time, we went into popular bookstore... and jon started to play with my phone. lol. den, when i got tired, i asked him whether he would like to go to wisma atria to see if he could find a ba that he liked there... but, sadly, no. so had to wait for his mom at the wisma taxi stand... where he played wiht my phone again. hahaha. his mom finally came. so we went to heeren to get the bag... but we ended up stopping at adidas and flash splash(or whatever u call it. forgot. lol.). so he didn't like anything he saw. waste time only... until, he went into the converse shop... where he took the longest time to choose whether he wanted the bag. so he ended up buying it... yupp. its quite nice though. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to church... studied for a bit... den went up for combined cell... was a bit late though. haha. oh well. so we sang songs... listened... did this group thing... yupp... den it was over... walked down the stairs. saw sumin and belle joy... (i went with joseph) passed her her belated birthday present... hope she liked it... if not, very pai seh... lol. got her a water bottle... from billabong... white and pink... haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sent joseph home... den went out for dinner with my family and my dad's friends... ate at this indian restaurant place... the food wasn't like... reali nice... but it was okay. new restaurant. yupp. den listened to praise music on the way home... so fun. haha. okay, nvm. so now i'm at home, blogging. worried about how i'm gonna finish my homework... nitez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108221596618467478?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108221596618467478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108221596618467478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108221596618467478' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108210247656502690</id><published>2004-04-16T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T20:58:14.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haf lotsa homework to complete by monday... and i still hafta studie for exams. sigh. its so stressful. oh well. i hafta like it... just as hannah lee told me. lol. anyway, school was okay today. didn't haf much problems... except for the fact that my nice history teacher got mad... well, he just kept quiet. haha. oh yeah, had a science test today... think i'm gonna get around 15/20... sigh. not sure though. den we had this international friendship thing... had to go to the concert hall and watch something about japanese culture and stuff. it was actuall just about how u serve and receive tea and snacks from the host/hostest of the house. boring. lol. den school was over. stayed back wif my friends for lunch... yupp. came home by bus again... its getting boring. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i realised my tag board ain't working. dere's like something wrong wif chatter flobble... well, dats what it said when i checked. sigh... i want it to come back. haiz. so the only thing i'm not happy about now is that my tag board isn't working... and that i need to study for my exams. oh wait, thats a good thing. haha. okay. fine. won't complain. i'll study wif a smile on my face... but not now. reali tired. wanna sleep. but my mom says that she'll bring me out later to buy some stuff. haha. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, tonight's the mgs dance night... and i couldn't go! ugh. its cos of exams though. thats understandable... i think. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have track meet tomorrow. starts at 7.20am... hafta wake up early. oh well. and i can't believe that my youngest bro's playing in a rugby compititon... he's only 8! cool, huh. haha. so proud of him... lol. planning to go watch him play after the track meet. and look at his 'skills'... better b good... jk jk. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, g2g now... exhausted. although i didn't do any activities today. maybe its cos its the end of the week. haha. and sorry about the tag board thing... yeah. anyway, bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you think the world has turned its back on you, think again, it might just be that you have turned your back on the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108210247656502690?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108210247656502690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108210247656502690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108210247656502690' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108202901774745739</id><published>2004-04-15T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T19:40:55.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy. Just came back from tuition. Anyway, today was &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; worst day of school. Why? First lesson, lit. 4 of my classmates didn't bring their books. So she got mad. Second period-math. My friends pissed my teacher off. So she &lt;em&gt;decided&lt;/em&gt; to give my class detention. So no recess. Sigh. Den had geog. A few of my classmates didn't do their homework. So she too got pissed off. &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; bad. But, she only shouted at us... And gave some guys BCP(not as mean as detention, but its after school. 2 hrs of doing nothing). Den had history. My history teacher is &lt;strong&gt;reali&lt;/strong&gt; nice. haha. He was like '...So I hear u guys are having a bad day. Okay. I won't do much this lesson.' so we ended up checking our test. I got 13/20... Sigh. Its average &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt;. haiz. Well, I was only allowed 15mins to finish up... But he did give us the choice of taking the paper home... But my friends said 'no'. Oh well. Good thing the rest of the day was okay. LOL. Anyway, hafta run off now. Going out for dinner. bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so blessed I can't contain it...&lt;br /&gt;so much, I've got to give it away&lt;br /&gt;your love taught me to live now...&lt;br /&gt;you are more than enough for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108202901774745739?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108202901774745739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108202901774745739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108202901774745739' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108193508423225981</id><published>2004-04-14T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T18:23:57.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from school. Stayed back to finish up my &lt;strong&gt;enjoyable&lt;/strong&gt; homework. LOL. I hadta do this summary thing on this article about the rainforests. Oh well. At least I finished it. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school was boring... So few periods(4 only). So first was chapel. This weird teacher made us sing like... Songs meant for babies? Everybody was so sarcastic when we sang... LOL. yupp. So that was that. den had PE. My PE teacher made us(my class) do like so many activities(pumping, crunches, high knee lifts, shuttle run and running non stop[at an extremely high pace] for 13mins). den had science class. Was reali tired after PE... So I barely managed to understand half of what the teacher was saying. Good thing it was only a single period. After recess... Had design &amp; technology(few schools have that). Sat in an air-conditioned class room for 1hr 30mins! So had fun. Didn't do much dere. Teacher was presenting a slide-show thing to us... haha. Based on orographic drawings. den the bell i've been waiting for suddenly rings. So yeah, ate lunch at some chicken rice place. Its not bad. Went back to school to finish up my homework wif my fren... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for my frens to finish eating their afternoon tea snack... den took bus 171 wif them. And 2 stops bfor I alighted, su min boarded that very bus I was in... Back den, I was in total shock(LOL). Now, to think of it, it was pretty cool... LOL. So I got off at SMU. den my other fren alighted another bus and sat next to me. So we took bus 153 and got off at the same stop. yupp. So we went our separate ways. And now I'm in the comfort of my home, blogging. bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108193508423225981?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108193508423225981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108193508423225981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108193508423225981' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108186731028678189</id><published>2004-04-13T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T22:47:30.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya. Just finished doing my not-so-nice homework. Secondary school's getting too complicated. Ugh. Oh well. At least I'm trying to cope. haha. Listening to 'my best friend' now. haha. Its so nice... I can play it over and over again... LOL. Just love that song!!! haha. nvm. zonk-ed out now. Too much work today... Or was it bcos I had my friends over... *thinks deeply* ... Nope. It was the work. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bros are playing 'red alert 2' haha. Arguing about how to do this and that... haha. Well, they're only primary 3 and 4... haha. What do u expect. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm trying to blog as much as possible... Just that when I come home, I realise I haf an enormous pile of homework to complete by the next day... And I'm only allowed to blog after I've completed that ugly task. But day after day, I manage to complete it bcos of God's wonderful mercy and grace. I love Him so much. &lt;em&gt;Thank You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you tell the truth you don't need a long memory-Jesse Ventura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108186731028678189?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108186731028678189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108186731028678189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186731028678189' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108185061660470689</id><published>2004-04-13T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T18:12:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my friends are at my house now... finished the project(usually doesn't work). haha yupp. dunno whether we are going to fail? but nvm if that happens. my fren nickk just received a prank sms saying that 'he's hot and i am your secret admirer'. haiz... nick's leaving now. sigh. so quiet now. oh well. anyway, gonna hit the books now. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108185061660470689?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108185061660470689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108185061660470689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108185061660470689' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108175969789204959</id><published>2004-04-12T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T16:52:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. school was okay today. had a math test. ugh. dun think i'm gonna do well. sigh. anyway, didn't eat lunch today... didn't feel hungry. den took the bus home with yin li, shawn and nick. just finished my homework... without bringing my books home... oh well. it was only a draft... and now i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a typical day(boring)... oh and i'll try to blog more often, k? haha. well, hafta go now. bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108175969789204959?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108175969789204959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108175969789204959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108175969789204959' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745557.post-108165238861221509</id><published>2004-04-11T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T11:03:40.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. my first blog. hope u guys like the skin. i haf yet to add stuff to the blog tho. just takes time. yupp. remember to tag, k? haha. thanx. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745557-108165238861221509?l=frozen-flames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108165238861221509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745557/posts/default/108165238861221509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frozen-flames.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108165238861221509' title=''/><author><name>evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11415398856523692504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
