<?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-33685975</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:45:35.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LISTENING PLEASURE</title><subtitle type='html'>God Please Blessed Me Till The Very End ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-9205250916691157562</id><published>2008-11-17T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:38:37.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THOUGH THIS BLOG LOOKS DEAD BUT PLEASE CHECK OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://josslaboratory.blogspot.com/"&gt;HTTP://JOSSLABORATORY.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO KEEP THE VERY LATEST THINGS POSTED .&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-9205250916691157562?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9205250916691157562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=9205250916691157562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/9205250916691157562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/9205250916691157562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/though-this-blog-looks-dead-but-please.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-8483147924865328121</id><published>2008-08-23T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:23:14.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt; CODES CAN BE RECODED ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eh guys, I had been wondering if one's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt; code could be recoded so I could enter games of other country's server. I heard this before and it would be really useful as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; programs only allow the computer to register for once but with different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;codings&lt;/span&gt;, I could do more than once ! How great ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt; decoder its impossible for average computer users to track me. If anyone of you know any reliable decoders, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; PM or tag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IP&lt;/span&gt; decoders are everywhere just that reliable ones are rare, I cant just pick anyone and get a virus or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it, know any reliables ones just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, give me a comment whether should i remove that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; or maybe change some new and better songs. I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;korean's&lt;/span&gt; . Just see first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-8483147924865328121?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8483147924865328121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=8483147924865328121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/8483147924865328121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/8483147924865328121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/ip-codes-can-be-recoded-eh-guys-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-7331045065074592112</id><published>2008-08-22T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:52:05.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EH GUYS .. IS IT BETTER IF I DELETE THE PLAYLIST ? THE SONGS ARE KINDA DISTURBING ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVE COMMENTS LEH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST GIVE A TAG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-7331045065074592112?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7331045065074592112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=7331045065074592112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/7331045065074592112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/7331045065074592112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/eh-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-3184577836057370181</id><published>2008-08-22T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:53:34.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REGRETS ARE PAINFUL ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is life full of regrets ? Maybe but I didn't know that some cause so much pain. My feelings are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; messed up and hard to describe, I have the urge to cry but just cant and its like holding back a volcano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eruption&lt;/span&gt;. Its terrible .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just few more months and it might be over.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking at it, actually why is it a regret ? Its me that is causing so much factors, I cant blame God for not giving me a fate between me and her . Hate myself for this, Cant I talk ?? Damn it ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;, what to do ? I guess its more realistic if I pray hard to ask for better grades for my CA. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so stress ! Everything around me is adding stress to me and when all of it are piled up, its like a mountain ! Oh .. What the heck is this ?? My 14 year old fate ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh .. Actually I might have merits &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;. My gaming partner said that my facial hair looks kinda MANLY .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, enough of craps ..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; tag ! .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-3184577836057370181?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3184577836057370181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=3184577836057370181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3184577836057370181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3184577836057370181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/regrets-are-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-6938584836644746729</id><published>2008-06-26T18:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:33:19.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;IS MY BLOG SERIOUSLY ROTTING ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hehe .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im quite busy during the holidays, so I don't have much spare time to update my blog . Haha, but i start writing again when you guys tagged me when I was really inactive during the holidays . Just touched == .&lt;br /&gt;Btw, anyone of you guys know how to make a music video (mtv) ? My damn school actually want us to do that irritating thing. Its quite actually, especially when one dun even know how to operate a windows movie maker T.T&lt;br /&gt;Sad lor .. Just pray harder than ever to score a average mark for myself . Stress especially, has began to pile up again . I didn't realise that time during the holidays are actually so so precious to me .. If i could go make time, maybe 1/2 a month back ? I would spent more time doing the things that I like than to sleep . Guess its alr over . Mummy its over ! ==&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I finally finish this entry in a rush . Good job eh ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh .. one more thing ! Thks for the tags that you guys gave me . .. Try to gimme more lah . xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-6938584836644746729?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6938584836644746729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=6938584836644746729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6938584836644746729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6938584836644746729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-my-blog-seriously-rotting-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-6930461354149577267</id><published>2008-05-17T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:01:14.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MESS ! EVERYTHING IN MESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Guess I'm caught between stress and worries. Luckily, exams are over or else I couldn't even concentrate studying. Seriously, I think that loyalty to someone (e.g. friends, family), comes with great sacrifice. At lease I'm a good friend, hope he is aware of it . Want to know what happened ? Its a bad twist actually, ouch ! I mistrust a friend, I always asked if he needs help if he deserves to be deceived by girls. Actually, I have not much right to comment about this but I think that talking with him, I need to start a topic which he thinks that he is hopeless at it. Trying to get to him that he have someone that care for him, unlike some other friends that only add on his stress. Unfortunate for me as I think he use my trust in him as my weakness to betray me, I would use betray as he says something to some people that might actually hurt my other good friend and this adds on my stress rapidly. What he said made me so hopeless, as I couldn't help out my friend much. When he knows that there are some people that knew his secrets, he felt terribly afraid. He might not show it through his expressions but I can somehow feel it deep inside him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; is in a mess right now and I got to solved this problem, unless he makes less trouble the next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My stress would not cease, so would my worries .. Sometimes, I think that green lights guide me better. Much better ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-6930461354149577267?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6930461354149577267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=6930461354149577267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6930461354149577267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6930461354149577267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/05/mess-everything-in-mess-guess-im-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-8786909322782611845</id><published>2008-04-09T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:48:04.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Comfortable Yet Not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm quite comfortable with some of my friends right now. My current life is already much more comfortable than before, when I was very tense and worried about this and that. Couping isn't easy but with the support of my good friend, it sure make it easier for me. Our relationship was much better in the past but now he seems to side with another friend of mine. I could almost taste it bland, except for a few moments when he talked to me. I remain optimistic throughout the long hours with my friends. I improved myself to be stronger, and to be more alert than usual. I dislike bad remarks about me, it makes me terribly uncomfortable but I just got to tolerate all those, in order to maintain peace or any further trouble unless that guy is really a stink ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite enjoyable blogging during quiet and tired moments, I would write my thoughts and it would be just like pouring those heavy stuffs in my mind to someone reliable. Thinking of it, its quite a sad case for me as I do not have much of really good friend. Whenever I could grasp a moment with them, I really feel peaceful and comfortable - jokes would instanly pour out !&lt;br /&gt;Well, Its time for me to log off . Be sure to visit my blog again, post some comments on my tag box too ! &lt;em&gt;If Possible&lt;/em&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-8786909322782611845?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8786909322782611845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=8786909322782611845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/8786909322782611845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/8786909322782611845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/comfortable-yet-not-im-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-2670894217600917099</id><published>2008-04-07T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:30:27.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Guess what ? I have a idol !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These few days had really been too boring and depressing at times. There are nothing much to surf in the net except for my Utopia Game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; gets the better of me when I get to know a Star. Guess who ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tsiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Teng&lt;/span&gt; (蕭敬騰). I get to know this guy from only a few days back when I was searching for some good videos in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;, and there I saw him PK-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aska&lt;/span&gt; Yang in a singing competition. Wow, my first impression of him were : Powerful, Superman, Supreme Vocals, Asia Singing King (Chinese). Trust me. He is a really good singer, you will be a supporter like me once you caught a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;glimpse&lt;/span&gt; of him LIVE. Yeah .. I know I sound like a salesman but its just true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. Look, I can't lie to myself yeah ? Especially when I'm writing on my own blog.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Jam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tsiao&lt;/span&gt; seemed to get more of my attention than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;animes&lt;/span&gt; (except for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tsubasa&lt;/span&gt; Reservoir Chronicles). Oh great, writing this seemed to take &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt; of my time, but its still worth yeah ? Just somehow. Alright then, I'm logging off this instant. Bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-2670894217600917099?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2670894217600917099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=2670894217600917099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2670894217600917099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2670894217600917099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-what-i-have-idol-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1511245553491163037</id><published>2008-03-15T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T18:38:21.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;THAT WAS ALREADY 2 DAYS AGO ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;During the holidays, I felt that time has somehow become faster. I remembered when I said to my mum that this march holiday has a long way to go before I end up in school again, I was so relax and not even feeling a bit of tense. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I like that kinda feeling. I know that the speed of a second or even a split second is fixed, but I hope that I have more time during my holidays. &lt;/span&gt;I suppose that its near the end of the term, till then I got to start studying again. Yes, what to do? Just suck our thumbs then.&lt;br /&gt;During the holidays, its really enjoyable especially two days ago. Its kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gathering&lt;/span&gt; and my friends organised a Ice-Skating stuff. I really don't like the idea when I first heard them telling me in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; transit, either to watch a movie or let's go Ice-Skate till we make the hell out of ourselves. They are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; and this made me left with only one option, to pretend to be persuaded of course ! We choose a nearest location and make it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; East. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Blahh&lt;/span&gt; ~ Crap goes on afterwards .. When we reached the ice-skating level in the entertainment centre, I almost shouted: "ITS FREEZING !" but I manage to keep in down. Yeah, we bought the ticket and we loan a pair of skating boots or shoes. I look at everyone skating and thought that it would be a piece of cake, makes me walk with confident. When I stepped in with my friends, I nearly slipped and fall, thanks to the wall or should I call it handle, or else I would already been soaked wet. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; hours, I got a little grasp of it and realised that I could skate without holding onto something. I really felt elated that moment as another friend of mine hasn't learnt how to skate. I decided to help my friend and persuade him to cut through the diameter of the ice floor. During the first round he did great, but something bad eventually happen when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;helped&lt;/span&gt; him back considered as a second round. He moved very lowly causing me to move my legs like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; running but he lost balanced and we both fall and not just that but we fell into the wettest area and got soaked ll over. Damn it ! I should have known the risk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, but that day was really fun with my good friends around. Seriously, if only I could get another day like that. How great would it be ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1511245553491163037?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1511245553491163037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1511245553491163037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1511245553491163037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1511245553491163037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-was-already-2-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-3011279902935848521</id><published>2008-03-09T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:08:56.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HAPPY/SAD OR MAYBE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DISAPPOINTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Did I recently post any entries ? Maybe months ago -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was suppose to get a new set of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hand phone&lt;/span&gt; today but there was a change of plan. My family actually wanted to change a new set of computer instead of buying a new private handset for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; sucks -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Duhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Today we went around in circles around the mall in town. Let's make it a bit private, so I would not write anything regarding about the location.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this isn't the worst. For the past 2 days, I was really worried as things weren't as smooth as free-flowing water. It all began 2 days ago, on Friday, when I was still attached to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A friend of mine, pat on my cheeks which nearly flared me up but he was my good friend after all but I was not happy with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;behaviour&lt;/span&gt; that day. That makes me leaving them without accompanying them home or else something bad might just happen but this makes me feeling somehow guilty but by right I shouldn't have felt that way. I was worried as I do not have much close friends in my school, just hoping that everything would be just like the same in the past where we share joy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laughter&lt;/span&gt;. I was fortunate enough as I saw him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt; at me the next day on Saturday, to go for a trip to the Labrador Park (It's compulsory). Although that smile seemed scheming but I felt really relieved and happy as if I just dropped a really huge stone with that sort of huge weight. Yeah .. Everything went quite well that day except for after that trip when we got to go home. Benny was suppose to train me but first he told me to eat first so I tagged along since I'm also hungry but I didn't expect that that meal made me so damn full. We just ignore it and proceed down to my house when he suddenly said that he had some stomach problems, that moment really raged me up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it just does especially when I'm too shock or maybe angry. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Blahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ I say that its alright and request him to go home. Thought that there's more ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'll end here !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-3011279902935848521?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3011279902935848521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=3011279902935848521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3011279902935848521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3011279902935848521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/03/happysad-or-maybe-disappointed-did-i.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1187482957279739372</id><published>2008-01-31T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T19:23:17.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ITS JUST TOO TOUGH FOR ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm actually in a twist right now, I'm in a very confusing situation, nahh I should say period instead of situation. Sometime I do feel terribly accused while sometime I feel that I'm really useless. Seriously speaking, what can I do ? Every trip back home in the bus I would be thinking when I'm alone, I would asked myself why do I always feel so terrible. Of course its not serious depression, its just the way I use to express myself. I would not talk unless I'm really being forced into certain circumstances where I must really talk to make things smooth for me &amp;amp; evryone else. I don't wish the others feel that I'm feeling miserable inside me, I wish to be a carefree person. I can't imagine what is the feeling of being carefree but I feel that its great. I hate conversations unless I have something really great or funny that I would like to share with my best friends out there in my school, in fact up in my heart where I will appreciate things. For some people, making friends is like just drinking water but its very much different from me, maybe my EQ is low, hah .. &lt;/span&gt;Even my gestures are horrible maybe I need some training, hahas. Man, even my mother is pressing on me right now, what damn life am I walking on ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh. One more thing, I updated the playlist. Its Enjoyable so don't forget to listen and give some comments on my tag board (it has been really rusty these few days). Haha ! There goes my last laugh ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1187482957279739372?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1187482957279739372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1187482957279739372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1187482957279739372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1187482957279739372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-just-too-tough-for-me-im-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-2366825319987573092</id><published>2007-12-26T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T19:01:44.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BRAND NEW KOREAN TUNES !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never ever thought that I like watching Korean Dramas ? Oops, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ure&lt;/span&gt; wrong again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, a friend of me send me a series of Korean flash songs. These songs are found in Witch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;YooHee&lt;/span&gt;/ Amusement's drama series. I set up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IMEEM&lt;/span&gt; account and just copy them to my P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lay List&lt;/span&gt;. Next, I place a link through my blog(under '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;affiliations&lt;/span&gt;' section). You guys can visit my P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lay List&lt;/span&gt; anytime, but registration is needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few songs which are my favourite, such as " Day By Day &amp;amp; Fen Nu De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt;". You people will share the same thought as me after listening. Oh, I forgot to tell you guys that my P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lay List&lt;/span&gt; is on shuffle mode, so try your luck !&lt;br /&gt;If  I get to receive any more songs, I will try to kick out some time to make another P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lay List&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe, I will if there is any nice songs in those up-coming dramas. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it then as I'm in a rush !&lt;br /&gt;Alright then.. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gona&lt;/span&gt; log off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-2366825319987573092?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2366825319987573092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=2366825319987573092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2366825319987573092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2366825319987573092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/12/brand-new-korean-tunes-never-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-9056938770415248170</id><published>2007-12-22T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T17:58:50.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just found something fun. Its like a profile loader but it has alot of widgets, it quite fun playing with them. I'm able to produce a Vampire, Slayer, Zombie, Werewolves and alot more. Its kinda weird actually, playing with these widgets seemed to be betraying my friends(You'll understand when you play it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a new internet profile is really loathsome, you guys shoudl know why eh ? Haha, we just got to suck our thumbs to get things done. I just make a simple and plain appearance for it, and it saves time and energy ! ..Maybe, I'm just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;If we want good appearances in our spaces, we need both time and energy. I'm really not good at these, in fact, sometimes I'm just too lazy to post my entries  XDD. So you must be feeling weird that why am I posting today. Thats a good question :) Actually, I don't know myself too. Haha, these are lame questions and answers, just ignore them if you find them irritating .&lt;br /&gt;Oops, its time for my break again. My lazy bones are acting again XD.&lt;br /&gt;Remember to add me in FaceBook and join my army ! You can take a look in my photo album too, the link its located under the Affilations section.        BYE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-9056938770415248170?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9056938770415248170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=9056938770415248170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/9056938770415248170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/9056938770415248170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/12/facebook-just-found-something-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-6219082953413176222</id><published>2007-12-20T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:51:17.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;BACK TO SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally, I'm back from overseas(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HongKong&lt;/span&gt;). This trip was kinda weird and funny as I have some terrible moments during that trip, especially when I'm in the plane. The most funny moments were my brother's expressions when he saw the hotel rooms that my mum booked. It was very s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;queezy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crampy&lt;/span&gt; as my mum didn't know much about that weird hotel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whih&lt;/span&gt; is located at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tsing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt;, New Territories. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, my bro keep saying : " Why do we have to stay in such "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ulu&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ulu"&lt;/span&gt; island ? ". We really laughed our lungs out man, maybe we got too much of shock. I shared a room with my bro there and my mum shared a room with my dad. Kinda organised huh, actually not. My bro and I seemed to take turns get some bites in my parent's room, hehe, in fact we interrupt each other. The first place we went to was Kowloon its called the "Ladies' Street", we went over there shortly after we have checked in to our hotel. They sell alot of aniamls' organs (Of Course, I don't eat them ! ), and that place was really "messy". Hundreds of peoples walked around in the roads as if they owned it. Vehicles that has to pass by this street will be jammed at lease 30 minutes if they are lucky. The air there is not as clean as I have in my country. Its dusty and kinda smoky, so we have ensure that we have applied medicine before going out. My first food there was " Spicy Mince Prok Noodle". I went to the Tram Peak Tower, to view the scenery and 'Waxed Stars'. My family and I took alot of photos there, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We also went some casinos in Macau and took some pictures while touing around. Unfortunately I can't enter the gambling area. We live in a much bigger and comfortable hotel in Macau but it lasted for only 1 day, damn it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the next morning when we got to check out of our cosy hotel back to our "Ulu~Ulu" hotel, my bro kept saying :  "Its time for us to go Ulu again, Arrg !!", " I DON'T WANA GO BACK !". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached hongkong it was almost night so we spent the night in our hotel rooms. The next day, we went checked out of our HongKong hotel. We went to "Wan Zai" to have a taste of their foods and sceneries. We took alot of shots and it was almost perfect. After the trip to WanZai, we went back to our hotel to get back our lagauges and get on the bus to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;I was unlucky then, as I got real sick when i got to the airport. I dunno why, but it was really terrible. We waited at the airport for afew hours and it was really boring. It was even worst when I got up the plane. When the plane reached a certain height I start to feel excruciating pain in my ears(not exagarating). I was being advised by my bro to swallow my salava slowly down my throat. That method is not really effective and I keep rubbing my ears, hoping that this would lessen pain but it dosen't or maybe a little. The plane go up and down causing the pressure in my ears to increase rapidly and so does the pain ? Thats obvious . I know that my ears are damaged as I felt some liquid in my ears are being squeezed out of my ears. At first I thought they were blood but I found out that its not afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Soon when the plane i reaching Singapore, the presuure reduced as it goes down but my ears is still in terrible pain. I can't hear clearly too till when the plane reach the ground, I get to hear abit clearer. Im having this problem till now. Guess I have to see a doctor if this thing in my ear persist.&lt;br /&gt;End of Tour ? XDD.      In fact I have some pictures to share : &lt;a href="http://www.albumtown.com/jossfoe"&gt;http://www.albumtown.com/jossfoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-6219082953413176222?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6219082953413176222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=6219082953413176222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6219082953413176222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6219082953413176222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-to-singapore-finally-im-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1851519162555343819</id><published>2007-11-25T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:39:54.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;TIME PASSED SO QUICKLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, it has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; weeks or in fact months since i post a new entry into my blog. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;simply&lt;/span&gt; too bored or lazy to post any. Maybe its because of the holidays, it makes me feel so tired and lazy often. Mann, this is so gripping. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;, i went to Malaysia's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; Highlands a couple of days ago. Actually, i went for the sake of my parents, they went there for the casino, i would then play some games and stuffs like that in the arcade corner. Its not so bad actually as i think its quite a enjoyable trip and it would be better if my bro go along. What a waste yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;My family and I(including my bro) would be going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt;Kong in the December Holidays. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; another trip overseas. I guess that it would be a much better one compared to the trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; highlands. Of course, i hope that i could buy some good stuffs back to Singapore. Its just another couple of weeks before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; able to 'fly' !&lt;br /&gt;So .. You guys better not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; me, because I would not reply &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe you dudes can ask me out after that period ! But seriously, do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt; me when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; overseas as i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bother&lt;/span&gt; to reply ** .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all I got to mention right now . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I have nothing more to say !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt; Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1851519162555343819?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1851519162555343819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1851519162555343819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1851519162555343819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1851519162555343819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-passed-so-quickly-cool-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-234155150023983806</id><published>2007-11-01T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T18:22:51.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GAMBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im gona meet the Vice-Principal for the "Push-Up" becoz i failed my project work the previous semester. It weights just like 5 subjects(100%) and i scored just 27.1 based on the PW for ea sub. Man, i'm so damn nervous right now. I thought of preparing stuffs like plannings of my studdies and i had done a time table mend for myself. Guess thats the only thing I could possibly do right now. Lol, actually i had done it afew days ago but thats definitely tough work for me as i must make the time-table look logical. Tomo after my remedials, thn my meeting with the VP. Oh ya, I have to go for a counsilling for no reason, or maybe its becoz of my PW. Oh dear, tomo is going to be a big day. No, thats nt all as I have to attend my some sort of prayer day for my grandfather who had just passed away recently. Umm .. I guess the prayer ceremony lasted for at lease 2 days. Oh, there's not much time left, guess i have to go right now for the prayer ceremony soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well .. I wished everyone luck in ll ways, of course may God Bless You !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cya .. Im logging off !  XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-234155150023983806?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/234155150023983806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=234155150023983806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/234155150023983806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/234155150023983806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/11/gamble-im-gona-meet-vice-principal-for.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1869905950779558763</id><published>2007-10-31T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:52:49.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIRING BUT FUN ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its been weeks since i get to post again. Man, is this blog gona rot soon ? It seems to be, so i decided to add this very post. Haha, it was actually a very fun day for me as I went to my friend(Hong Qiang)'s house after my remedial, we actually ate in MC in gek poh before going. We played all sorts of games by using the com and his PS2, he really bought alot of them then. Junzhe went with me that day too, he brought along some game too, some sort of fantasy games. Today is really a crazy one, we played and played and played and it was so much fun, of course we did spent time to help out with Junzhe's homework, man, they were exceptionally tough. Guess I didn't contribute much XD. Maths .. Maths, I hate that stuffs ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, I got to attend remedial lessons for almost everyday during my holiday, of course, excluding my weekends. Sometimes i wished that i do not need to attend these stuffs, but it actually benefitted me somehw as i seem to understand abit more of how maths is done. But seriously, i envy those who had their nomal holidays, waking at noon eating at night. Haha, but i guess i do nt have a choice as its just the sch's decision ..&lt;br /&gt;Well .. Back to my animes now, IM OFF -- !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1869905950779558763?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1869905950779558763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1869905950779558763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1869905950779558763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1869905950779558763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-terribly-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-7542242913527798772</id><published>2007-10-14T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T18:19:09.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams Are Finally over, Its really tough for the past few days. Man, I should say that those days are bitter while I'm beginning to get a little sweetness. Haha, these few days are seriously fun, especially when I can continue to get addicted by games. Although I have some worries of whether would I pass my final examination as the results might be the answer to my standard level. Would I still be able to stay with my best friends in my fourteen ? Of course, I wish that my results would come out positive.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I dun think I would continue frm there. Actually, there's nothing else for me to write about, haha, boring eh? Since I've nth else to write about, I shall end it here.&lt;br /&gt;Logging off now, bye ! Of course I will post again if there is any other happenings .. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Me &amp;amp; Everyone Else ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-7542242913527798772?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7542242913527798772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=7542242913527798772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/7542242913527798772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/7542242913527798772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams-are-finally-over.html' title='EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER !!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-5363905745031098116</id><published>2007-09-13T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:57:35.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Update .   XDD</title><content type='html'>It has been lots of months since I first started writing blog entries and having the same background as I do not have time to do these stuffs especially these few days where the final exam is near. Today in school, my friends told me that I got zero for my PW which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; in my DOB (sort of information stuff). Man, I'm really tired after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things had happened today, these things really stressed me up the whole morning in school ..&lt;br /&gt;Things that actually happened today :&lt;br /&gt;- My hair seems to be too long, I'm caught for cutting . Phew, I'm lucky enough to get a chance. Man, This is the first time that the 'Haircutting Batch' gets such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; .. Mus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thk&lt;/span&gt; God !!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Having some misunderstanding with someone in my class, guess he got it all wrong .. Totally. I think I should this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;incient&lt;/span&gt; confidential eh ? Sorry, I can't blurt everything out ..XDD&lt;br /&gt;- After school, I went for a haircut immediately, although I do not know whether my form teacher (Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Namdi&lt;/span&gt;) would accept my new haircut as my fringe is still long .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; really a prob  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can see what makes me stress up are these stuffs, man, there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; !! Oh well, guess I have to get more sleep tonight .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;, alright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thn&lt;/span&gt; .. Gd Night !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-5363905745031098116?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5363905745031098116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=5363905745031098116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/5363905745031098116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/5363905745031098116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-update-xdd.html' title='New Update .   XDD'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-8144832090358090485</id><published>2007-08-30T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:53:37.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless . .</title><content type='html'>Haiiz .. I guess I'm unable to attend the teacher's day clebration in Xingnan tomorrow as I got to go for a jaw checkup as its quite painful these few weeks. My appointment is on 31/8/07 which is tomorow, hence I'm unable to attend that grand celebration. All my old friends are going excpt me .. Guess I'm really left without any choice, *Suck-Thumb then .. This makes me moodless as I would really love to meet up with my old friends . Too bad that I have a jaw pain, hopefully its not a wisdom tooth .. Otherwise I'm gona be in real hot soup then (I'm just afraid of pain). Thinking of my friends, actually they are much better than my scondary friends . How I wish that it was still those days..&lt;br /&gt;If I'm lucky enough tomorrow, that I get to see the doc quick .. I may get to see the perfomance in Xingnan, provided the Security allow me in .. XD&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have some works on hand that are needed to be done ..&lt;br /&gt;~Especially my Project Work , Its really a troublesome assignment .&lt;br /&gt;Gtg soon .. God Bless Everyone (Including Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-8144832090358090485?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8144832090358090485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=8144832090358090485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/8144832090358090485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/8144832090358090485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/08/moodless.html' title='Moodless . .'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1285551827495290305</id><published>2007-08-16T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T19:12:27.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESSED !!  ~~</title><content type='html'>Urhh .. Exam exam &amp; exam .. I'm so stress up, there's a HIS class test on Mon while I have Science &amp;amp; History CA on Tues .. I'm really going nuts, and I'm not doing any well in my tests/exams. I really brushing up right now, maybe twice than before .. Previously during my 1st semester, my P/W pulled my overall marks down greatly .. Having 5 subjects failed (include English) . God Bless Me mann ..&lt;br /&gt;STRESS .. STRESS !!&lt;br /&gt;Arhh !! I'm really going crazy .. I got a Hair Cut !! Quite sad actually to bear away wif my hair. Sob Sobz ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering whether would I be laughed at tomo ?? Maybe I'm gona be the "Main Character" tomo ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering .. {When would my hair grow back to the original length again ?}&lt;br /&gt;Wait a min .. Guess I have gone nutty .&lt;br /&gt;STRESS .. STRESS !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS AND TESTS .. !! When Are You Stopping ??&lt;br /&gt;Uhh .. I can't take it . I will end here ..  XD&lt;br /&gt;AHH !!  lols. . Hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1285551827495290305?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1285551827495290305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1285551827495290305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1285551827495290305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1285551827495290305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/08/stressed.html' title='STRESSED !!  ~~'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-6458324073093121280</id><published>2007-08-07T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:58:14.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Confused . .</title><content type='html'>Should I be happy or not .. Umm, he deserves it ? Maybe not but his attitude is sometimes unbearable . Maybe this is what makes me confuse today. Of course I have much better friends out there in the "WILD" .. Hahas, I would surely treasure friendships that are worth treasuring XD ..&lt;br /&gt;Bought a plain Red T-Shirt  for tomorrow's national celebration in school * Its complusory .. I bought it as size : XL, as its the only size left, its extremly big for me .. Uhh great, guess I would get lauged tomorrow. *Suck Thumb (No Choice). Mann .. I hate this, especially when I coulden't get any clothes which are suitable for me . Tomorrow, Hayden must have something to say about my shirt .. I'm sure abt that ! These few day especially I felt terribly sick, it seems that its not recovering . Of course, I'm not having any good days in school nowadays too, I'm being too bothered by someone .. He's been sticking me like glue man, gracious me .. Give me a break ! He's making me fiery up till my top too, some attitude problems .. When could I breathe again ? This is the frequent asked question that I usually asked myself .&lt;br /&gt;LITeriture's coming test : Stage Play - Its coming up very soon, but coulden't get myself to pratice especially when I'm caught on a little fever these few days ..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I hope that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Blesses Me !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-6458324073093121280?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6458324073093121280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=6458324073093121280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6458324073093121280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6458324073093121280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-confused.html' title='I&apos;m Confused . .'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1413429471587996541</id><published>2007-07-26T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T17:38:21.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Again ..</title><content type='html'>I've seen Jareb the day before yesterday .. I met him and his friends in the bus when I'm on my way home, that day I had so much fun with his friends and him too .. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Poh&lt;/span&gt; for bubble tea, afterwards we went to Jareb's house for some PS party . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, the atmosphere was really high .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Woat&lt;/span&gt;?. I guess I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;adddicted&lt;/span&gt; . Mann .. I remember that we play all sorts of games, Its really fun ..&lt;br /&gt;Today I met Jareb and his friends again .. Mann, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; where we met at ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point .. Never thought that we would share such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; . I'm just looking forward to those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;electronic&lt;/span&gt; games stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; him and his friends, unless we get to meet in a bus again .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Todae&lt;/span&gt; in school was really a misery .. I've lots of stress, especially pressure from works and teachers. In fact, I've another problem which has added to my stress - Peer Stress .. ?!   Guess so .&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday .. I've a problem with one of my organ, which cause me to be uneasy throughout the night and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;todae&lt;/span&gt; in the morning . I'm consulting a doctor later at around 6 at night, hoping to recover as soon as possible. Mann, it sounds terribly serious eh ? Its quite true anyway ..&lt;br /&gt;Oops I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; its time to rest .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Cya&lt;/span&gt; people around !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1413429471587996541?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1413429471587996541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1413429471587996541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1413429471587996541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1413429471587996541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-again.html' title='Once Again ..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-2032428662902865475</id><published>2007-07-20T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T15:42:23.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Design !!   =DD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/24196190/0/965112410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/965112410m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/24196190/0/207624807"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/207624807m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right above : These are two pictures of it .. Its quite blurry as I shot them in a hurry .. XDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are quite nice eh ? Its not the best but its my first product .. ( Close one eye larh ..)&lt;br /&gt;Weirdly .. It dosen't look like a muffin box to me, it looks like some stuff .. etc. Furniture.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas .. No Choice mann (SuckThumb..)&lt;br /&gt;Geez .. I didn't break my promise, told you guys that I would display the photo to you people up here !! Mann .. Maybe you guys could just give me some suggestions on how to improve it as this little stuff could just change my overall marks .. May just be the key to my success. Gracoius me .. I'm just too excited abt it(Quite Insane now)&lt;br /&gt;Mann .. Gotto Go !!...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-2032428662902865475?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2032428662902865475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=2032428662902865475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2032428662902865475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2032428662902865475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-design-dd.html' title='My Design !!   =DD'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-9089396243081258378</id><published>2007-07-19T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T19:57:03.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Life ..</title><content type='html'>Woah .. It have been 9 days since I post again. I'm neither busy nor sick this time round .. Geez, I'm just lazy ! Hahas, I've made a perfect design for my D&amp;amp;T .. I like the shape of it although its a Muffin box... Ermm .. Its just like a J-Shaped thingy, quite cool . Well, I just stop praising myself of my design XD .. Mann, I shld have taken a photo of it .. Maybe I would show you people during the next time but you guys gotto remind me of it, I quite forgetful at times too. Everyday seems boring .. My life is getting plain, its just black and white, I really missed my Primary school life .. I could tell you guys that those moments was really colourful. I know my friends out there got their new good pals, thus adapted to their on lives. Thinking of that I suppose that they are really lucky as they could see sunshine while I'm just dull. Haha, My life is indeed simple, very simple ..&lt;br /&gt;Recently or Yesterday, I received a Beta Form from my form teacher just beacause that I didn't bring my science exercise book twice .. I'm really angry abt it mann, what great excuse from the teacher. Mann .. He seems to be bribed to get me into great trouble. Could count lucky as the 1st form is just for tecaher's record, while I could count myself very much unlucky to meet such great form teacher ..&lt;br /&gt;Its just too ridiculous .. What to do ?? **Suck Thumb (No Choice) ..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry .. I can't continue anymore .. Bye ..!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-9089396243081258378?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/9089396243081258378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=9089396243081258378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/9089396243081258378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/9089396243081258378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/07/simple-life.html' title='Simple Life ..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-4415700588726621194</id><published>2007-07-10T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:25:54.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again .. !!    XDD</title><content type='html'>Mann .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; so much to write as I have been inactive in Blogger for weeks, I'm just too sick these few days or .. Maybe just too lazy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I watched Live Earth during my "MC" Days, just caught up with some little Fever and coughs. Mann .. Its just too great, 24 Hours Non-Stop hits, although there are some "Jokers" on stage too but I enjoyed the overall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;program&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah .. Preserving Earth is one part of our job; All of us pick up the calls .. Well .. I guess my overall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remarks&lt;/span&gt; for Live Earth program is :&lt;br /&gt;Great Participation. Nice Concert. Good Ideal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. Maybe I'm just being too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sarcastic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; my way of view ! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;These few days really happen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; .. I have a better impression of my secondary school life (Starting) while I start to feel its getting worst too .. Gosh, sounds badly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; .. *Suck Thumb (No Choice) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Today seems to be the last day of my Fever period. Finally, A breakthrough !! Although its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;confirmed&lt;/span&gt; yet .. Sadly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I saw Jareb in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point today, I didn't manage to talk to him as my friends were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hurrying&lt;/span&gt; in their pace somehow but I did wave to him .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, with a badminton racket . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sorry .. Too much say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mann&lt;/span&gt; guess I will stop &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God Bless Me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;KeepinTouch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XianHui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-4415700588726621194?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4415700588726621194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=4415700588726621194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/4415700588726621194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/4415700588726621194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/07/again-xdd.html' title='Again .. !!    XDD'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1714002474194323667</id><published>2007-06-25T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:20:14.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch Reopens</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of schooling or maybe the beginning of all stress .. I felt terribly uneasy when I knew that today is the starting of school. I just don't feel like going to school, I just feel uncomfortable there. It seems that my home is the only place which I could relax, I would usually get tensed up whenever I'm in school. I'm just kinda weirdo sometimes, but I know that I do not like the enviroment I'm in this current year. Its something which I know myself best, quite surprising eh ? I just hope to get used to it ..&lt;br /&gt;Todae right after school, my friends and I went to Ekang's house to finish up the Literiture project &lt;em&gt;(Although We can't finish it). &lt;/em&gt;Haha, we were half-way doing our project while we played Ekang's Xbox too . It seems to be fun for some of my friends, espcially playing Halo 2. Geez, those guys are freaks ..&lt;br /&gt;After school is most relax moment as it just feels like comming out from prison. I guess, many of you guys gt what I'm actually pointing at. I hope that i wun have to attend sch mann .., Yeah I know its a wishful thinking. Haha but afterall its still a wish ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God Bless Me ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1714002474194323667?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1714002474194323667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1714002474194323667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1714002474194323667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1714002474194323667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/06/sch-reopens.html' title='Sch Reopens'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-6082693303186886632</id><published>2007-06-07T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:30:36.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June's Entry ..</title><content type='html'>Woah .. Its a long time since a began to write another entry as I'm overseas eh ? Yeah .. I know that isn't an excuse but I didn't intend to spent my days overseas just playing the com . Umm , So mind that if you guys could reduce some complains on me .. Hahas&lt;br /&gt;Days when I was oversea to Genting which is located in Malaysia .. I was really having fun, Although its really very there but this experience is somehow fun and exciting for me .. Mann .. In fact my parents were having the fun most, I guess . They get to enter the Casino !! Heard that they lost while they did win some bucks back afterall .. Hahas , while I have to spent time either walking around in the hotel which is a hopping centre down at the basement or I've have watch TV in the hotel room ! Its actually .. Erm, quite boring . When we reached night my family and I would assemble at the gate of the Casino before we arrive at a desicion of where should we spent our dinner at .&lt;br /&gt;Every moring I have to get up early in the morning at 8 .p.m for breakfast .. Mann its was very early especially when I slept around 2 .a.m in the morning .. Geez, the programs there are quite interesting ...&lt;br /&gt;These goes on till we are able to get home which was yesterday .. Gosh I was like a Half Dead person .&lt;br /&gt;Ohh .. Guess I gonna sign out soon, Cya !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-6082693303186886632?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6082693303186886632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=6082693303186886632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6082693303186886632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6082693303186886632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/06/junes-entry.html' title='June&apos;s Entry ..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-3393861824147187442</id><published>2007-05-29T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:31:45.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Breath .. !!</title><content type='html'>Hehe .. Found a video in YouTube which I thought that is actually quite interesting, its a MV by the creed, song titled as " One Last Breath " ..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aAFrF1tBPDA" width="375" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorri abt the previous video .. Geez it has errors ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-3393861824147187442?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3393861824147187442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=3393861824147187442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3393861824147187442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3393861824147187442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-pork-xd.html' title='One Last Breath .. !!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-6669724650583727565</id><published>2007-05-23T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:52:20.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Cool ..</title><content type='html'>Well guys .. I have created a brand new playlist which looks much better than the one before ..&lt;br /&gt;This time round, I have added 10 songs instead of 8 .. Or maybe 7 . Hahas, although life in my school isn't fun nor is cool .. just dull and miserable ! Hence when I have free time I would spent time searching for nice songs ..&lt;br /&gt;Well you guys could also comment on it (Not too poor.) Or you guys may also suggest other songs which I could insert into the playlist thereby you guys can enjoy it .. Songs in my playlist could be picked by just pressing the arrow which is quite obvious (Just above the Red lining.) By the way .. One must scroll down to the bottom of the page to get to see the playlist ..&lt;br /&gt;Remember ! To give comments while suggestions are welcomed too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# 10 Songs included&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-6669724650583727565?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6669724650583727565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=6669724650583727565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6669724650583727565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/6669724650583727565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/05/something-cool.html' title='Something Cool ..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-3483818980833372867</id><published>2007-05-03T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T16:40:44.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Acheive : May   !!</title><content type='html'>Yeah ... Its finally May, finding that months have passed so slowly makes me a little worried somehow. Ehs ? Am I being a little weird ..? Hahas, I guess I am a little .. In the past I prefer time to be slower while now I prefer time being faster . Things are all going on the wrong track, seriously .. Everything are ..&lt;br /&gt;Argh .. Stop talking about my negative sides eh .. Hahas, I'm getting sick everytime now .. Day after day, I guess I'm not feeling any better . I felt so sick today that I can't even attend school ..Mann, but just did I realised I felt more comfortable being at home compared to when I'm in school . Its not about the enviroment, or maybe a little .. Infact its well, those "Babarians" They are making students life so miserable .. I just coulden't stand the way they do and manage things . In a sense, they are just being protective of themselves, maybe their status or face. Umm .. At first I thought that they should be going to a NA class but being the Naive me never thought that they do appear in my class .. OMG, they are making our class a chaos, the worst class in the whole level, Mann .. This is so damn horrible . Just imagine how I describe them, they just so Holy Shit !!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shit !! This guys are gona be given a good damn bash mann !!&lt;br /&gt;Well .. felt quite better after speaking my heartening words ..&lt;br /&gt;Thats it then .. Cya around !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-3483818980833372867?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3483818980833372867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=3483818980833372867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3483818980833372867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3483818980833372867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-acheive-may.html' title='New Acheive : May   !!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-4226611288018578162</id><published>2007-04-29T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:22:39.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life ..</title><content type='html'>Recently .. I realised that my life in my previous school was much better than my current enviroment makes me feels that the next step that I made was somehow wrong as It wasn't easy and I had to struggle ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm very much stressful compared to my previous year, just unbelievable as my current stress is very much more than my previous year where I've got to take a national exam .. I'm now describing the stress that I'm now having. Its not because that homeworks keep pilling up .. Or maybe but thats not the main reason for me being so stressful, Ac-actually .. Its somehow those guys, my 'friends' . Hahas, I trying to keep my heart close to myself not letting it sway .. Of course, I've got to focus much more in my studies now, allowing only excess amount of influence get of me. This year or even next year, I don't wish to get into any other influences. Althought this might make me somehow make me a little weird or in fact .. lonely . Now this doesn't really matters .. Or maybe it does a little . Haha-as, guess I'm really attempt on a struggle but by doing this really make me much more positive, or no it just make me feel more relief . Hahas, complicating ehs ? I said or promised to myself to b more positive .. Yeah ? Now it seems that my entry is so .... Yeah .. I've have to work harder, you guys would support me woulden't you ?     &lt;br /&gt;Cya around .. Make you lives worthy, Yeah thats it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt; XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-4226611288018578162?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4226611288018578162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=4226611288018578162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/4226611288018578162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/4226611288018578162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-life.html' title='My Life ..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-7620184883499817666</id><published>2007-04-06T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T16:59:16.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL !!      =DD</title><content type='html'>Woah !! Time Really pass by fast .. Just thought that its April this month, hence I decided to write a short post !!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe about my personal life or even my updates around the net !&lt;br /&gt;In school is really really boring for me, in fact .. I felt uncomfortable there ! Seriously .. I do prefer being in a primary school . This is seriously a torment or me, I don't feel good when I know one has passed .. As schooling is near for me ! I can tell you guys that during those lessons/periods, some of the teacher's 'quackings' are really dumb boring !! I just coulden't get it, or maybe .. The recess there may be SOMETIMES fun ! Hahas, get to see friends playing basketball .. sometimes if I reached the court early, I might participate too .&lt;br /&gt;Well .. Well ! Back to studies after the break, I don't think that it would be a fun ideal !&lt;br /&gt;Yeah .. Yea, I've update some stuffs in my blog and some of my profiles as I added a new playlist !&lt;br /&gt;It looked so cool hence I made one , maybe you guys have the same ideal ! Not amusing, haha ..&lt;br /&gt;BUT .. There seems to have alot of problems in these particular types of playlist, as the songs can't play sometimes due to some errors or in fact its Broken ..! I got to check every week or in fact once every 2 days !&lt;br /&gt;Hahas .. End of my post !! Cya ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-7620184883499817666?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7620184883499817666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=7620184883499817666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/7620184883499817666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/7620184883499817666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-dd.html' title='APRIL !!      =DD'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1612267827747231476</id><published>2007-03-25T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T16:46:34.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAE'S 23/3                    XDD</title><content type='html'>Mann .. Up to some blogging again, Of course to share my personal life ..&lt;br /&gt;Its was quite a joke todae, it all happens when I was having my lessons .. Half-Way through . Hahas, I printed out a piece of homework on Literature, I was suppose to print out 2 same sets of Folktales although I dunno what is the use of another .. Hayden and I had only 1 set ea, hence we ran down to photocopy before the MT teacher steps into the class . It was quite fun though, hahas .. After we photocopied, we went back to our class immediately as we know that we are late for lesson . While we are rushing on the stairs, Mdm Rohima shouted at us .. We were STUNNED ! We went over the fence on the 2nd floor, Mdm Rohima then ask us whether there is a teacher in class 1/1 .. Hayden make a glance and shouted back YES ! I was thinking of a ideal then, Afterwards .. I shared it wif Hayden to tell our MT teacher that We went to the toilet and when we were way back .. Mdm Rohima ask us to see whether there is a teacher in class 1/1 ..&lt;br /&gt;When we reached class .. we go according to plan .. Surprisingly she took in our story, hahas !! That was exceptionally Cool ..&lt;br /&gt;We were ordered to attend the talk by a China lady .. She went by ~Blahs ..&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed better than attending Mdm Chua's lesson (Oops ..!) Then when school ends, xavier told me that we aren't suppose to photocopy as that is what The Literature teacher stated .. Mann !! We were forced to plea for lighter punishment .. Yeah .. Indeed as we confess, quite embarrassing though .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1612267827747231476?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1612267827747231476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1612267827747231476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1612267827747231476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1612267827747231476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='FRIDAE&apos;S 23/3                    XDD'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1405251394655882455</id><published>2007-03-20T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:26:13.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRDY SURVEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;WEIRD SURVERY..&lt;br /&gt;REALISED THAT IT’S WILD ON NET !!&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you prefer SINGLE or ATTACHED?&lt;br /&gt;- Seriously I'm not very sure ..&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe ? Not Really&lt;br /&gt;When you meet the right person, will you fall in love with her immediately ?&lt;br /&gt;- Umm .. Not sure !&lt;br /&gt;Have your heart broken, in the sense that has someone broke your heart before ?&lt;br /&gt;- Guess not ..&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that at some circumstances cheating in love is acceptable ?&lt;br /&gt;- Lols . Maybe not ?&lt;br /&gt;Would you take someone back if he cheats on you ?&lt;br /&gt;- It Depends .. Seriously&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever talk to another about marriage before ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yupp .. About my mum's&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children ?&lt;br /&gt;- Thats future .. But sure does =DD&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, what’s the furthest you and your ex did ?&lt;br /&gt;- Weird Question .. =P&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight ?&lt;br /&gt;Err .. Yeah !&lt;br /&gt;If you could marry somewhere, where will you marry ?&lt;br /&gt;- Did I do wrong survery ??&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished that you could have somebody but you messed it up ?&lt;br /&gt;- Umm .. Maybe ?&lt;br /&gt;Have you broken a heart ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah .. Those which comes as toys !&lt;br /&gt;If one day, your best friend is also in love with the girl you love, what would uu do ?&lt;br /&gt;- Not Sure ..&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah .. My brother, I'm waiting for another player for my newest game !&lt;br /&gt;If time is going to stop; what will you possibly do for that time?&lt;br /&gt;- I would spare time sleeping !!&lt;br /&gt;Would you prefer pool or playground ?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe its the pool ? Less injuries =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HalfWay Through ..&lt;br /&gt;As its getting late ehs ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1405251394655882455?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1405251394655882455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1405251394655882455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1405251394655882455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1405251394655882455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/03/weird-survey.html' title='WEIRDY SURVEY'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1732704049033815984</id><published>2007-03-02T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:58:06.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March !!?</title><content type='html'>Todae's March 02 ..&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the march holidays .. Trusting that things woulden't go wrong huhs ? Umm .. Guess its alright being positive :] I thing of changing my blog's theme song .., but there is no recommendation currently !&lt;br /&gt;C'mon guys .. Give some tips or suggestions of what song should I song into? BUT .. ,&lt;br /&gt;Lips of the angel is just too beautiful .. Quite reluctant to change it, unless there is any song which sound better . Anyway guys please .. alright please do a part by "tagging" me .. In that particular 'Policestation'/TagBoard . Even after the CA examinations are over .. It seems to relax but still I don't feel that I have let go of my anxiety.. Yeah its almost been afew months but its only when I realised that this years secondary life or in fact even nxt year, Would be very boring and sucks too .. It may be because that its tough for me to adapt with the 'New Life' I suppose to continue with ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey logging off right now .. Umm .., Cya guys then !!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks For Visting ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1732704049033815984?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1732704049033815984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1732704049033815984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1732704049033815984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1732704049033815984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/03/march.html' title='March !!?'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-2974795812401227362</id><published>2007-02-28T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:48:24.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooky ..</title><content type='html'>Umm guys .. I guess that my blog is getting spooky huhs ? Oh Mann .. Its rotting !&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I have publish another post .. Maybe its the assignment given too stress or in fact too lazy ? Obviously I would hope for lesser homeworks .. Especially projects which had been making my mind all stired ! Oh Mann SPOOKY .. I hate this ! Right now I'm under pressure, Should I study for my exams or continue doing my project ?? My projects works for SAs huhs .. This decisions are no joke !&lt;br /&gt;I think its proper for me if I do a bit of revision for my exams .. Especially whn I got the latest news frm my friends a min ago .. THERE IS HOME ECO !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG .. Guys Cya I got to prepare for myself right now!&lt;br /&gt;For the project ?? WHO CARES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-2974795812401227362?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2974795812401227362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=2974795812401227362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2974795812401227362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2974795812401227362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/02/spooky.html' title='Spooky ..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-1181837158078340455</id><published>2007-02-02T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:38:42.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Month..</title><content type='html'>Guess there is a moment where I became inactive for a period of time.. It has been long, now I'm writing again for a new month, Surprisingly I got into Basketball which is my 3rd prefered CCA.. By right, I don't really intent joining basketball, rather I prefer badminton.. Unfortunately I failed during the badminton election, this is really boring or maybe unfair. After time passed, he began to fill in the gap.. Basketball is somehow my hobby, but still I think that this isn't my choice or prefered CCA. At times I woulden't play well, even feel bored when playing. I would laugh often to keep myself occupied especially Hayden, he would make me laugh for no valid reasons. This will keep myself being bored when I'm in a game, I would look forward being a team with him..&lt;br /&gt;I have another friend who named Lik Hock is my good buddy, He would make me feel that this game is fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I remember I have some assignments to do, espcially that damn project.. Its getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes a new information..&lt;br /&gt;I got to go..! CYA"!"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-1181837158078340455?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1181837158078340455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=1181837158078340455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1181837158078340455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/1181837158078340455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-month.html' title='New Month..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-3763543220434328055</id><published>2007-01-09T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:30:11.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Month</title><content type='html'>Hey there! Its a new month, guess its time for me to post once again.. Having camps tomorrow, which are burdens to me, defintely. Bought some new camping stuffs like the 4 light LTD torch and a sleeping pillow which does match with the sleeping bag that I bought..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to pack my things well.., get the right details with some 'related' friends. This sucks.., seriously speaking! I have a good acompany which is ShiHan, but he is redirected to other class.. This is Damn Boring..&lt;br /&gt;Frankly.. These few days in school is quite slacking, as our homeworks aren't tough except for assignments that are suppose to hand-in after the camp, I guess..&lt;br /&gt;Just chat about, especially craps and we got scolded sometimes because of the CURSE of the Craps.. Haha, This isn't funny -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, there is a game awaiting for me.., Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-3763543220434328055?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3763543220434328055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=3763543220434328055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3763543220434328055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/3763543220434328055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-month.html' title='New Month'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-2064303812032145843</id><published>2006-12-26T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T14:52:57.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration's over..</title><content type='html'>Celebration's over guys..Christmas is over. That very special day is ought to be the greatest celebration among the rest of the public holidays. I believe in the lord of the lords and the king of the kings which is God, hence Yesterday is indeed a very meaningful day. I'm unable to believe that things began to go wrong after Christmas, guess what?..My prayers to god seems to be not effective and It.. sort of making the opposing grant that I prayed for. Now..I dun even dare to pray even for safety, protection and blessings for me and my loved ones.. This is not going to be easy..I turly hope that things would go back to normal. My beliefs are crashed in a certain way, certain thought.. I knew that things woulden't be easy but I've still hope/belief that I could hold I hands together to pread the blessings to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Everyone : Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincere&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-2064303812032145843?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2064303812032145843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=2064303812032145843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2064303812032145843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/2064303812032145843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/12/celebrations-over.html' title='Celebration&apos;s over..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116515587314961084</id><published>2006-12-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:24:33.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops..?!</title><content type='html'>Arhhs, it has been a damn long time before I began to post again, my last post was in around November now..? Hahas, I guess I just got to continue from December 03, which is today. Just busy with some sort of forum and cause such a long delay huhs? Anyway uploaded another cool song which is named as Diary Of Jane. Arhhs, I guess you guys may know what song I'm referring to. Its nice and cool huhs? Its god damn great, oops, I know tt I'm nt suppose to say tt. Hahas, just referring tt this song is nice. Whenever you guys wanted to lisent ny songs up here in my personal web, you may tag me a msg telling me the name of the artiste and the song.. Gees, new system huhs? Tts rare frm other web, my blog is kinda, no longer personal, hahas. Don't worry, I guess this might not last long, just request if you wanted to lisent to any songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To soar!? Then, ended in the ground..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless evryone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116515587314961084?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116515587314961084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116515587314961084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116515587314961084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116515587314961084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/12/oops.html' title='Oops..?!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116401584386149570</id><published>2006-11-20T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:44:03.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here to write again.., I was on the bed pondering about something about the last school day, I might be feeling a little Reluctant to leave my friends, especially when I have no companion, I mean close friends to chat and play with. Today in the morning or afternoon, Van phoned me up asking whether he could come to my house to play my games as he was there to visit her grandma who lived quite near my house. I hesitated and told her that I must dialled up to my mum's office to check with her whether Vam could come. Not surprising, She gave a Red light, hence After another 5 minutes, Van called up again. I told him that he could not come, not really sure that he was dissapointed or not.. But was quite sure myself that it was. During that time, I was really bored. As if  I'm guarded with 4 guards at every corner, just like jail.. Hahas, anyway that is only a description, Hope that more events may come by more often..&lt;br /&gt;Arhs, got to have my computer shut down now, its time for my dinner, hope that you guys may njoy ur dinner s I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Everyone : Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116401584386149570?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116401584386149570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116401584386149570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116401584386149570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116401584386149570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-to-write-again.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116355514240833355</id><published>2006-11-15T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T09:45:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD :'(</title><content type='html'>Its quite a long period that I had not ben posting, because thse few days events are getting lesser except for yesterday when I went to Yong Fa's house to play. We brought down bicycles and scooters and played around his park. Yung Hoe and I keep using the scooter, which fired me up as I do not know how to ride a bike but YH should know..., but it was indeed quite fun hn we ran about snaching each others "vehicles". Hahas, after that we went to the main PG to play a game called, BlindMice, it was damn fun, hahas, playing there was totally quite a different thing. Hence I was very happy that afternoon , BUT was damn dissapointed with who..? Guess its myself..., beacuse I lost my Half-Life CS. Now no other games to play.., haiz , now let's stick back to my habbo? Hahas, guess so.., guys saw anywhere sellin Half-Life CS, first to inform me..&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is my retribution, wondering what did I done that was wrong.. Anyway I have no time now, need to go back for my Buzz job to look for theat CD if possible, Hence shall write till here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Everyone : Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116355514240833355?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116355514240833355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116355514240833355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116355514240833355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116355514240833355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/11/sad.html' title='SAD :&apos;('/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116287903589337574</id><published>2006-11-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T13:57:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouuch!</title><content type='html'>Sprained my leg yesterday, and it still hurts when I move it. Right now, I am damn hungry hoping to find a packet of instant noodles at lease, as I couldn't step out of my doorstep, as my foot might just swell even worst. I’m envy my friends very much as they are having a grand farewell party. I missed those enjoyable parties that my friends organized in the past, I’m just afraid that this might be the last party that my friends are going organised. It was indeed a little pity that I did not turn up; I wanted to but just that I couldn’t. I told Jareb that I could not attend the party, just because of my injury. I was thought to myself, why am I being so dumb that I even sprained my leg just because that I stepped on a small rock, when the others didn’t. I’m quite useless huhs? Not long ago, I remembered that I witness a guy from my school had his wrists dislocated from his arm. Although its quite disgusting but I was sad too, just mumbling to myself or to God, asking for blessings and protection for the boy. After this incident, I realised something, whenever I witness or even helped someone who is in pain, who ended breaking their arms, I would somehow have my bones cracked or sprained too. I never ever expect my luck to be that great, that mighty. I keep having some sort of retribution even when I had done a good deed; blahblah, not sure whether it is. At lease I did not do anything wrongs huhs? Maybe its because I cursed myself whenever I had done something very wrong. Hope that the more blessings I prayed for would gained its effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May God Bless Everyone : Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116287903589337574?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116287903589337574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116287903589337574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116287903589337574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116287903589337574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/11/ouuch.html' title='Ouuch!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116237055096452988</id><published>2006-11-01T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:01:09.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally At Home..</title><content type='html'>Glad that I was finally home, I was supposed to be staying till around six plus, but because of the rain, it had been postponed. Anyway in this Soccer, Inner-Class Competition, I am just a substitute. Began to regret it now as being one is not only loathsome but tough too. Hahas, just forgotten that my captain allowed me to choose an option, either to stay back till the match is over or I can go straight home. I was kinda dumb as I stayed in the school till around four in the Afternoon, I was very sleepy at that moment, that time. I played soccer with those guys, I mean my friends who played soccer as some sort of training under that damn blazing hot sun. It was about to cook me, gosh drank the whole bottle of Ice Mountain in "a gulp". It was then, I began to feel tired and sleepy. People at the back were quacking like nobody's business, I was irritated, very irritated. Hence I could not go to sleep. I searched my mind in whirl and thought of going to the library, as its much more peaceful and quiet in there. I went over the another canteen table and asked a few friends along, and they agreed. When we arrived there, I took out the book that my fellow friend borrowed me. I continue to chase the story as the more I read it became more interesting. There little arrogant boy whom I know when I took the school bus when I was younger, he is definitely smaller than me. Never did I expect that he turned to be a librarian, Oh my god.., I never going to have peace in there. While I was reading, he keep on disturbing me putting up a arrogant face, challenging me to a small bet if I could read finish the book which I just started within a day. Thinking that it was impossible as it was just the beginning, I ignored him. He walked off while talking behind my back which I did heard of course.  He is a damn, anyway I was just foolish to delete my entry on this date, WRITING again..&lt;br /&gt;Quite Tired now, Yawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May God Bless Everyone: Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116237055096452988?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116237055096452988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116237055096452988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116237055096452988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116237055096452988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-at-home.html' title='Finally At Home..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116177246836764358</id><published>2006-10-25T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T18:43:22.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FeelingSick</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling quite sick now after the chill I had just now. I'm definitely feeling abit weak and I'm somehow lacking of appetite, now I'm just thinking of the fun I had today. Guess what? Hahas, today we actually played Basketball in the rain.., cool huhs? Hahas, and tts the reason for me being so sick but didn't regret much but did because this fun is what I had never ever tried before. In the rain, the basketball is not able to bounds when there are puddles of waters everywhere, hence we played "No Rules". Thats the fun, as we were able to travel although we are playing basketball. Hahas, the boys definitely did trashed the girls huhs?! Hahas, I enjoyed this very much, its damn fun. Can't possibly describe the fun I had. This is cool, and I like it but it might cause fever too, and thats I'm worried of as I'm quite weak now. Kinda lacking of appetite, and felt bloated in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I can possibly eat my dinner right now, maybe later. Just hope to see you guys tomorrow, and that depends on God. Seriously, what I can do now is to pray. I'm not feeling very well now, hence my entry shall just end here, Goodbye!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May God Bless Me, Bless Everyone : Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116177246836764358?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116177246836764358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116177246836764358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116177246836764358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116177246836764358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/feelingsick.html' title='FeelingSick'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116160175169334501</id><published>2006-10-23T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:38:12.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schooling..</title><content type='html'>These few days are indeed very boring, I even sick of JurongPoint. All I do in school is either stone, sleep or talk craps. Yea, slept quite well today at school while listening to Mr Chang's idea of setting up the game stall. This idea from the school is damn ridiculous, setting up a game stall just for the junior students? Thats quite unbelievable and its defintely a poor idea. Never did they know that during this period, students like me aggres that playing games are always better than giving ideas and contributing for the project. Actually creating a game stall is not really something which is boring but the games are needed to be related to Math and Science, this makes the whole project dead, very dead. Yea, games huhs, gona make the boys and girls round, hahas. Don't intend to make any interesting games, anyway I'm not very great in those too.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, I sort of sick of school, and I believed that you are too. Its indeed quite relax than before but instead of the stress, boredness came in me. Schooling has never been great to me even when the examinations are over. Today its the same, in fact evryday are. Spent my most boring and hateful moments there, hahas. Just Kidding, actually there is some of my joyest moments there too. I had been revising and finally got a break, which I'm surprise as its about 3 months. Hehe, unbelievable huhs? Its defintely a special gift from God. We went round watching movies, usually in Golden Village. Hence, I'm broke, yea there may be a cent. With tt sort of cent, ts not ven sufficient to buy a jelly for my entertainment. Nevertheless, I have some good friends who would defintely chat with me. Hey Gotcha some info frm my neighbour, Hey I'm busy, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May God Bless Everyone : Amen.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116160175169334501?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116160175169334501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116160175169334501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116160175169334501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116160175169334501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/schooling.html' title='Schooling..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116134947275471786</id><published>2006-10-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:54:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KeepCool..!?</title><content type='html'>Arhh..hahas, my effort did paid of this time for this survey of mine, hahas. Did get some response when someone came asking whether did I hit the nail on...Hayden's head? Yee-a, hahas, just don't be too worried its just what I concluded from the personality of him. He might be strong enough to hold tt sort of pressure, tt kinda stress but I can't be sure as he might "collapse" anything when he is suffering frm a major clot which is the type of stress named as depression. Now this is defintely something which one has difficulty in deciding whether which path they should be chosing. Let's say if you are worried about him objecting to what I concluded, thn ya might be actually right as the ime spent between you guys are much more thn the frindship I had spent wif him. Think what is right and not always asking me whether you should be worried or whether did I hit the nail on the head. That's exactly your believe which might just oppose mine. Althought I duno whether which path had ya chosen, I will just keep cool.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, now here's another sick patient huhs? You guys just stop askin me, actually I really know nothing, ok? Just keep cool, hahas. Hahas, my "easy saying word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God Bless Everyone And Help Resoloved Everything Which Knots : Amen!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116134947275471786?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116134947275471786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116134947275471786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116134947275471786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116134947275471786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/keepcool.html' title='KeepCool..!?'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116134782423124519</id><published>2006-10-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T20:37:04.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116134782423124519?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116134782423124519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116134782423124519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116134782423124519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116134782423124519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/forward.html' title='Forward..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116125449822968844</id><published>2006-10-19T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:48:59.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh</title><content type='html'>This month is kinda period where some little tragedy happens. Yeah.., some of my friends were out for breaking after a lot memorable events had happened to them, occurred on them. Can't stop praising that their entries were a little surprise for me, I mean they are touchin for each partners but yet my hair stands.. They were mushy, hahas. Anyway this is no joke, especially for Hayden. He might be facing a major problem, stress. I know him quite well, yea.., his personality is quite love sick. Not afraid of lettin him to see, as its really true. Gosh, heard tt Joey had a same problem too huhs. Quite afraid tt love sick Hayden would suffer frm a damn deep depression. Amazingly Joey seems to be still a happy boy, I really don't understand, seriously I don't. Those three words, had they must had said too much, hahas. Anyway upon what the others told me, they seems not to be able to be controlled in our hands. Anyway, I'm somehw writing this entry as a sort of survey. Those Love-Sicks, may post a comment upon my belief, hahas just kidding.Hey, this is a sensitive topic, hence my survey is risky huhs? Just hoped that everything would be mend, make ur decisions wisely, not like Glen, hahas.JK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God Bless Everyone : AMEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116125449822968844?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116125449822968844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116125449822968844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116125449822968844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116125449822968844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/gosh.html' title='Gosh'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116118282071349394</id><published>2006-10-18T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:47:00.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Today N Gona Tomo Too..</title><content type='html'>These few days are really boring, as lately there is no organised events even there is I don't think that I would go too. Felt boring and thought that life is kinda dull, how I hope that I may go to school again to meet my friends and play soccer. During my days at home, I would often switched my computer and my Xbox on. Hahas, I kinda realised that I'm wasting quite alot of eletricity but is use to it. It was sort of way that seems convenient to me as when I'm playing my games on the Xbox, one may contact me through the msn messenger. This is what I did today. I slept till around twelve, yepp in the afternoon. Hahas, thats my habbit when its a holiday althought its not but would be considered as one, I'm not really embarass to say as some of my friends had known it long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Glen phone me up, asked me whether I would like to join him for lunch. I was quite hungry, nope its very hungry, hahas. Hence I accepted his request, and went to lunch in Pioneer Mall. He bought some vegetarain food from the stall, and he seems to be eating that for sake of 'cleansling' his soul with full of sins espcially he said that he made his mum unhappy because of him going with his friends often, kinda rediculous huhs? hahas but its sort of reality. When we have finished eating, we saw Jarald eating with his brother there, we did have a struggle there, hahas. After that, we were off to MacDonalds for deserts, I bought sundae with hot fudge. It was cool and tasted great too.Oh ya, tts sort of wrong information, Jarald was eating a packet of fries which his brother said : " He is going a buy a big packet, biggest!" We were there laughing, then I reached home watched the television.&lt;br /&gt;"Yawn~.." yea quite tiring too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MayGodBlessMe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116118282071349394?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116118282071349394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116118282071349394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116118282071349394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116118282071349394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/boring-today-n-gona-tomo-too.html' title='Boring Today N Gona Tomo Too..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116107344823731166</id><published>2006-10-17T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T16:32:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Game..</title><content type='html'>I am feeling quite restless right now after playing a game for long time : NeedForSpeed - MostWanted. I had rushed through from rank fifteen in the blacklist till I'm in the rank of eleven. My racing car had became more posh than ever while its speed had increased by bounds after modifying. I had its performance, parts and visual upgraded. It was tough job defeating three blacklist players at one day, I got to do that in order to have my ride upgraded. In the game I have received things like 'SMS' and voice messages. They include what my allies' provided information of my current blacklist rival while sometimes I received messages from my rival, especially that guy Razor, he is the man who topped the blacklist. He send messages to me provoking me.., his a moron. I will smash his car one day when I win the career mode, meaning when I topped the blacklist. Its quite loathsome to challenge another opponent, as there is some requirements in order to challenge him or her. I would need to have my bounty reached their requirements, got to win a certain number of race and got to travel a certain length which they consider each 'unit' as a milestone. Upon reaching to challenge, either she or he would need me to complete two given type of racing, if I got to win, I would have a chance to choose two markers. After that one may choose to go to a 'shop' to have their car upgraded. Some of the upgrading objects would only be used to upgrade when you have defeated a person from the blacklist.&lt;br /&gt;I have talked much, its time for me to race again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MayGodBlessMe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116107344823731166?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116107344823731166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116107344823731166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116107344823731166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116107344823731166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-game.html' title='My New Game..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116047943814474908</id><published>2006-10-10T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:35:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HavingFun..</title><content type='html'>Feeling restless, just come back from JurongPoint, shall share my enjoyment with you guys. I went to JurongPoint today to catch a movie in GoldenVillage, Rob-B-Hood. It was quite funny while could be considered touching too. If you guys have not watched this show, watch it! This movie could just laugh your ass off. I bought popcons and a medium size drink which total cost seven dollars, with the ticket seven dollars too today, total it should be around fourteen dollars. You will only get this price unless ya watch it on either monday or tuesday, when the tickets were only sold at sven dollars. Hey just being cheapskate, wads wrong?hahas. I went into the threatre, holding onto my popcons ith my drink, pumping when I walked up the stairs. We did walked a big round before we found our seats.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is thrilling while its a little touching, at the end of the show.(ending) The funny part of the show is when two actor named themselves mum and dad, that was hilarious and its thrilling when they fight, which was really exciting. I was trying to rest myself onto the seat, as I'm urgent to go to the washroom. Those feelings were indeed terrible, but the bearing was quite of worth it as the most touching part is at the end.&lt;br /&gt;After the show, I told Glen that I need to go to th washroom urgently, and we rushed down the stairs to a nearby toliet with Junyuan. We were parted after the"break", as Glen and I went home straight while my other friends decided to shop around there. I was quite shock and amuse when some of the boys walked behind the girls so closely, but was slowly elated when we thought that they might be having giving signals that they need some private spaces, hence we left. Here I am, at home writing this entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God Bless Everyone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116047943814474908?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116047943814474908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116047943814474908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116047943814474908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116047943814474908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/havingfun.html' title='HavingFun..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-116039710200054012</id><published>2006-10-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:14:40.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>Yesh..! Today, my PSLE has ended, finally I have put a stop to my stress and the intense pressure that is getting on my nerves. Althought that I have not get my marks for my subjects but was much relax, yupps, to keep myself optimistic, hahas. I did heaved a sigh of relief right after my Science examination, that feeling was most undescriable. When the school of students were dismissed, I realised that almost all the students in school are all filled with happiness while those who were taking Higher Mother-Tongue were putting up a charcoal appearance. After I was dismissed, my friends and I went to the PG(playground) for unknown reasons. I knew that the time is ticking, but i stand there doing nothing feeling boring. After a while of thinking and daydreaming, I found something else to entertain myself. My little friend was walking along the pavement to the basketball court while holding onto the ball. My mind went in whril whether I should play, but came to a decision and came along with him, joining him for a game of basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Proud to say, I did trash the other team(3:3) I score alone, but must thank the other two of my friends for passing the ball to me. After playing the tag team match, I went back to find my friends, expecting to find them in the playground but guess what..? They were sitting in circles, chatting and discussing where to go the day after which is tomorrow. The planning is to meet in Jurong Point first before deciding where to go.&lt;br /&gt;Going back home, I pass through Central with YeeJun and YungHoe because YJ wanted to buy some bean curb. We were really lack of lack, as we knocked into Mr Low, he is going to "murder" us on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it was not as serious as I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May God Bless My Friends And Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-116039710200054012?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/116039710200054012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=116039710200054012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116039710200054012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/116039710200054012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/enjoyment.html' title='The Enjoyment'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115978375965071349</id><published>2006-10-02T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:09:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October..!</title><content type='html'>Finally, its OCTOBER! hahas, its a good and bad news for me, haish, PSLE is just 2 mor day to go, huhs..boring. I spent alot of time revising, yupps, its indeed quit boring.., gota admit but its just 6 more days to my holidayS! Yahoo.. hahas its really something that is worth celebrating, and some of my friends might organise a party, who knows.? hahas, even my teachers too. These few days aren't easy at all, my revisions are getting me stress its tougher than usual. I know its obvious but just hope that these few days is worth, I know there is definitely a increase in my subjects, might my scores reach my aims. My Chosen School is ready fo me to go..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Me..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115978375965071349?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115978375965071349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115978375965071349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115978375965071349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115978375965071349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/10/october.html' title='October..!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115935221748923196</id><published>2006-09-27T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:18:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Post Today..</title><content type='html'>Haish, Right now I may have missed the fun of Vivian's birthday party at KFC, my friends are definitely having a great time there, enjoying themselves. I'm sort of regretting., nah anyway PSLE is just around the corner, must keep working hard..! As i have just attended a party recently, I was quite surprised when there are so much party being organised, tt party which i have attended recently is JJ's and today its Vian's and on Friday there would be a children's day party.Yepps, we are children( childish at times..) I'm just looking forward to Friday, the childhood party..&lt;br /&gt;After talking much about my enjoyment, lets talk about another 'enjoyment'.&lt;br /&gt;Today its also quite a boring day for me because the Hot-Housing Exercise is CHINESE! I'm dead just for two test, they are tough, very tough.This subject is not easy to cope with..(for me) but rather English is much more easy. Today's chinese test., have lots of tough questions especially the comprehensions, is not easy to manage as there are alot of words which i can't read.., sad. Seriously I gt to admit as its no easy stuff for me but my be easy to any of you guys of course.Just hoping that PSLE's subject Chinese, wouldn't be difficult but instead I hope that its easy, hahas. Hope that god's blessings would last..&lt;strong&gt;AMEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God Bless EveryOne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115935221748923196?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115935221748923196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115935221748923196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115935221748923196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115935221748923196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/weird-post-today.html' title='Weird Post Today..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115926557130275388</id><published>2006-09-26T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T18:13:45.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor ME..!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I received a punishment, a dreadful punishment., arh.. I..- cut my hair. Right i looked just like a little boy, its.. SHORTT, very short.Was wondering today, whether its my retribution, but what wrong have i done huhs? Tts very odd.. now no styles suit my hair., may not be wearing any wax tomorrow i guess, till my hair grow to a certain length again.Its really embarassing, after cutting my hair. I cn be found cutting my hair in barber shops very rarely, but yesterday, my fellow classmate(friend) insisted on going, hence this 'nice hairstyle' is produced.&lt;br /&gt;Now hoping that my hair could grow as fast as possible, its quite disgusting which i must admit. Guys just imagine my nice long(quite) hair being cut and barbers are nuts.., they strikes straight! "Chap!" all gone..&lt;br /&gt;I would not go to any barber shop any more even persters.., I CAN ENDURE!..&lt;br /&gt;If I can go back to times, those lifestyles are much more fun and interesting as there is no stress at all..&lt;br /&gt;PSLE is just round the corner, its really stressful to hold this much pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Yepp, had reduced my anger and is rather calm right now after writing my 'journal' which has my anger in it. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that my hair would grow back in a short period of time and hope that everyone wun talk of my disavantages, especially my HAIR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God Bless Me.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115926557130275388?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115926557130275388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115926557130275388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115926557130275388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115926557130275388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/poor-me.html' title='Poor ME..!'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115874703560195568</id><published>2006-09-20T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:17:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Suck Thumb"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Haiz.., 5.p.m. again, I had no choice but to "Suck Thumb" (no choice) its Hot-Housing, I prefer staying at home doing to do my revision instead of revising in the hall. Anyway today's lessons are extremely boring as its science, the teacher is talking with his students or infact the school's student sleeping, his lessons are BORING..! I'm disgusted, nevertheless I still left a breath. Hahas, anyway tts nt funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.., thinking of tomorrow's intensive revision stunned me, as its Chinese (the perfect subject) Ohgod, hope that tomorrow's lesson isn't as terrible as i thought ..JESUS!, its gona be..(predicted) Sigh, I will dun think that I could give my best shot to concentrate instead I would frigid about and would pray for the time to struck 5.p.m. quickly. I hope that I would understand what the teacher is trying talk about as my mandarin isn't very perfect.., but must admit that this few days I am really feeling quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God Bless Everyone..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115874703560195568?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115874703560195568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115874703560195568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115874703560195568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115874703560195568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/suck-thumb.html' title='&quot;Suck Thumb&quot;'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115865977971455857</id><published>2006-09-19T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T17:58:44.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrh.., finally reached home, feeling tired while i'm relieved too kinda errie feeling, nah forget it. Right now, my mind is quite empty afterall, all i can think of are digits. Was wondering, what cn I write for today's entry, ohyes, there is not much to write except for the boing school day, today.&lt;br /&gt;I was held in school till 5 .p.m., wow just imagine if i am suppose to be 'keep' by the school every single day, doubt that i would not left even a single breath, but was sort of cheered up when i remembered that its only 2 weeks of that intensive 'training' which is name : Hot-Housing . Yups, a ridiculous name(ops hope that my teachers aren't watching..) I was held doing my revision which was kinda fun, yea..FUN. hahas, after that which was 5.p.m., left with peace and took a bus home with Glen and JY, munching on our snacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off to revision.. &lt;/strong&gt;May god bless everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115865977971455857?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115865977971455857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115865977971455857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115865977971455857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115865977971455857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/arrh.html' title=''/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115859092341564941</id><published>2006-09-18T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:01:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology Letter ( 300words)</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr Low,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry for not bringing your reading log, I am very forgetful and I am very sorry for what I have done, I should have brought my reading log yet I had forgotten. I do feel guilty because the Primary School Leaving Examinations is around the corner and yet I did not accomplished my assignment in time. I am very sorry that I did not bring the reading log to school and to you. By doing this, I am not only doing myself bad but also giving the others a bad impression on me. I am doing this apology letter because I think that I have done something wrong which I think I did. Today I do really regret for not doing your reading log as I did not keep the promise for lending my ‘soul’ to you for these two weeks. I will try my very best to learn and finish my work in time. I will also pass up my reading log next week as per normal and would try not to slack for these few weeks, as I know that not only to catch up my work but also to improve in my attitude and to strive for better results, better grades. Right now, I am trying my very best to finish up all the assignments that you had given me which are needed to hand-in by Wednesday. Although I had not finish all of them but I will definitely finish them in time, ready to go through. For these two weeks I will do my very best to achieve your standards in my attitude. I apologised that I did not hand-in my reading log and promised hand it in next week. I sincerely apologised to you, as I do really feel ashamed of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115859092341564941?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115859092341564941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115859092341564941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115859092341564941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115859092341564941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/apology-letter-300words_18.html' title='Apology Letter ( 300words)'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115837469310776061</id><published>2006-09-16T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T10:44:53.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE periods..</title><content type='html'>Was lisening while doing my shading yesterday, it was my PSLE lisening comprehension examinations..Oh gosh, its a damn tough thingy anyway i was panic stricken by thn..Its loathsome as we need to change classes as im taking MT and Eng for my LCE..By nw, im still worried abt whther if i could score as its nt vry easy as its national standard for primary school students.., yepp, it was scary.. Being a coward.., i went to the library wif my frends to build up my language.., in order to do tt i must READ..! Must admit tt its quite boring there but just duno why.., i felt there was a perfect place for me.., i realised it nw after so many trips to the library., im a idiot..!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today i went to the sci remedial just to make sure tt my foundation is maintained, but of course to improved too la..., turing rounds.., im still a coward., hey im i ruining my own dignity..?, anyway haiz.., i hav still a tution to go.., wowwow.., "brilliant ideal.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for god's blessings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Me..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115837469310776061?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115837469310776061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115837469310776061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115837469310776061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115837469310776061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/psle-periods.html' title='PSLE periods..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115822032008723795</id><published>2006-09-14T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:41:59.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..!?</title><content type='html'>"Noo!" argg, im accused again.., they said.., @something tt can't be true@ yupp of just asking one of my friend one ques.., 'had ya revised..?' and was turned into be a gossip.. it was..nah, they were irritating instead.., but duno y i seems to be blushing..? Nah.., anyway i found out 2 secrets.., no, 3 in fact.., tt Glen Ting actually love a girl frm his tuition centre, "Xue Hai" yea.., she starts wif a S.., yupp and its really a blessings in disguise, nw glen can't 'make speech' on me anymore..,yea it was gd news and to wad i noe(guess) Glen seems to love anyone she knows whose name starts wif a S..uhuh, tts one big clue man.. Abt The LAST secret i dun think its nice to talk abt since his my friend, shall nt say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Evryone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115822032008723795?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115822032008723795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115822032008723795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115822032008723795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115822032008723795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/today.html' title='Today..!?'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115813100985371692</id><published>2006-09-13T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:37:37.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled if its true..</title><content type='html'>Was wondering.., whether wad jy said abt me is true, yes and no.., im been studying yet being criticized as slacking! might be tt my intelligence its nt up to the standard..? Oh yes., my left brain might nt be as active thn anyone else but just hope tt practice makes perfect, nt prefect.. but those little digits cn hold me bak for minutes tt cause me nt finishing the paper in time.., yupp, its indeed disappointing but I might cancel off more rest period(breaks) in my scheldule, to make further improvements.. Haizz, but keeping myself in a cage is indeed boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Blessed Me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115813100985371692?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115813100985371692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115813100985371692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115813100985371692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115813100985371692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/puzzled-if-its-true.html' title='Puzzled if its true..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115804827554077470</id><published>2006-09-12T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:42:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day..</title><content type='html'>"Ahh Chuu" i was having a flu.., a great one, its was terrible, can't concentrate in learning during my math supplementary, when my friend, glen pestered me to do a sum which he thinks tt i dun understand.., hahas.,indeed BOB, jkjk and thn i do while having my miserable time too anyway just to tell ya guys.., IM still having FLU..! nevertheless i finshed the sum jus in time till the remedial ended.., being contented i went off..., home..&lt;br /&gt;Ohgod, its quite late.., gt to do my revision..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless everyone n me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMEN&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115804827554077470?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115804827554077470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115804827554077470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115804827554077470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115804827554077470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115796785266658030</id><published>2006-09-11T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:44:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Days</title><content type='html'>Yup.., posting again ever since I had nt post one for long, quite busy these few days of the overwhelming homework which is damn tough but is 'encourage' to finish..Haiz..! Im still trying to keep up writing my new blog as I lost the pass n e-mail of tt acc.., indeed sad. yes..s.. My 'final' exam is around the corner and so i must pull up my socks, to do my mathematics more confidently as its really tough for me, unlike my friend Glen..., his a genius(kinda) in those 'things' too..Hahhs, NvM, he himself shld noe anyway.. There are nothing more to write unless ya wana some more grandma/pa stories..!? Gt to go bak to my revision once again..Cya guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115796785266658030?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115796785266658030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115796785266658030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115796785266658030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115796785266658030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/boring-days.html' title='Boring Days'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115767637660543640</id><published>2006-09-08T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T08:46:16.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>Errm.., currently now there is no events nor there is happenings except for my brother sleepling instead attending his job(SAF)..Thn talk abt yesterday's happenings bahs, since I didn't write any entry yesterday or for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;I was back home.., sweaty and smelly.., my whole body is drenched in sweat and a horrible smell...I was plying basketball again with my friends in fact the last time.., my friends and I played matches wif guys whom we do nt know who they were.., drank big gulp and was kinda fun day but also may be a bad day because its the 'last day' im going to ply wif my classmates..Anyway gd luk for you guys.., my friends hoping tt we could gt a promising mark and pass with flying colurs... god bless you, everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115767637660543640?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115767637660543640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115767637660543640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115767637660543640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115767637660543640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday...'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115745673332175766</id><published>2006-09-05T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:40:11.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck Always...</title><content type='html'>Haiz.., hurt my fingers again.. Such things just happened to me again and again.., its ridiculous..!Yea.., agree tt ladyluck is nt 'around' me and hence having bad luck. Besides tt i even gt a cut when i dun really understand or know who do i gt it..yea, again its abt luk.. Hoping for a better day tomorrow.. which has nvr ever been granted.., hahas but waiting for the day which would happened tts y im hopping for tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless Me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115745673332175766?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115745673332175766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115745673332175766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115745673332175766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115745673332175766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-luck-always.html' title='Bad Luck Always...'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115736739703222636</id><published>2006-09-04T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:56:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Serious Day..?</title><content type='html'>"Hey here..!" He passed the ball to the other.., oh when I gona gt it..?(I murmured to myself)&lt;br /&gt;I ran to and fro just like a monkey and was just tiring myself.., i gave up and laid on the ground, Dead..They laughed and thn continue plying thinking a joke.. I grounded alive and snatched the ball and finally scored but being too tired......, I Went Back To Sleep..! Joke HUH..?INDEED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115736739703222636?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115736739703222636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115736739703222636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115736739703222636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115736739703222636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/serious-day.html' title='A Serious Day..?'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115717270315266986</id><published>2006-09-02T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:51:43.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearty Day</title><content type='html'>Yea.., today i went off for a remedial which is organized by my teacher, Mr Chang..(hoping tt i didn't spell the wrong name.)There is a 'mix' of somehw about three classes.., kinda fanatic as its kinda 'first time' but its nt as interesting or exciting as i thought its.., quite embarassing.., haiz nt tt but its realli kinda.. BUT, at lease today did learnt something.., learnt that one musn't be quiet as because the teacher always hav the intention to punish thinking tt we are slow in thinking yet we r embarrass..errm, wait its complicating..Nah anyways.., hope tis 'fanatic' day would nt come to some o you guys la..(hoping) hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115717270315266986?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115717270315266986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115717270315266986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115717270315266986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115717270315266986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/hearty-day.html' title='Hearty Day'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33685975.post-115709642242582109</id><published>2006-09-01T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:40:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloging once again..</title><content type='html'>I was thinking of creating a blog once again.., but hesitate for a moment when I saw the whole web filled with Chinese words was wondering whether should I create a new blog as it would be tough for me as my Chinese language might not be as good as some of you guys indicating my mandarin is poor..yea, can't say more about it..i asked a friend to help me search for the setings to all languages finally i found a word 'english'.I held my hands tight as i had finally suceeded.., thn my usr and so on... but there smthing i gona criticise: This new system is a damn: Not friendly user..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KeepinTouch,&lt;br /&gt;XianHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33685975-115709642242582109?l=pastfootsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/115709642242582109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33685975&amp;postID=115709642242582109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115709642242582109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33685975/posts/default/115709642242582109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastfootsteps.blogspot.com/2006/09/bloging-once-again.html' title='Bloging once again..'/><author><name>IceMann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124498860111943209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/09/16/24196190/991475397l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
