<?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-3573251036312454258</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:14:09.452-08:00</updated><category term='Tribute'/><category term='public speak. 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OYster Pie'/><category term='problems'/><category term='noignjerognoignogi'/><category term='XDXD'/><category term='MA N MAN LAI'/><category term='The true feelings of water bottle'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='Ica 1 LESSIE'/><category term='friends stuffs'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='post All Or Nothing'/><category term='drink drink club club'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Stop'/><category term='school&apos;s tomorrow'/><category term='cure'/><category term='27 jan.. Deepest hole i fell into'/><category term='Dragonica'/><category term='sick sick'/><title type='text'>Journey into my life</title><subtitle type='html'>Me. Glenn and I xD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8294146775175129914</id><published>2010-09-29T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T08:21:13.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs about it'/><title type='text'>i like songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm giving it all up... i'm taking back my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays passed so so fast!.. results were out and miraculously, i passed all! woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 3rd day I'm working at Yami Yogurt's Event at SIM. The days are passing faster than ever... and soon, it will come to an end. i dare not talk too much but i need an outlet to speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, it took a presumably young girl to wake me up and tell me that its not a liking, but a need to fill an empty void in an empty soul! LOL so very true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much has been said on the can bes and the has been. and the what could have been. Am i living in a self delusional world where I think that by overcoming my own low confidence, i expect people to see me more in a different way? Yes i did. or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I think do not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say " do what you think you are comfortable, do let anyone say no to you... don't be affected by what people's thinking are' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, " BULLSHIT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This society today is made up of people's opinions of one another. we may say that we don't care, but deep down, there is a nagging feeling to satisfy the flaw, to correct it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i thought I was over it. I know I am. &lt;br /&gt;But as how Justin Bieber puts it. I just need somebody to love.&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Ritchie explained it very well in endless love, but its just pure fantasy.. this world is crazy. Simple plan sang.... society's real messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usher had 2 confessions to made. &lt;br /&gt;I made my first.&lt;br /&gt;Now my 2nd. I'm gonna try let you go (sorry Bieber)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8294146775175129914?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8294146775175129914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8294146775175129914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8294146775175129914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8294146775175129914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-like-songs.html' title='i like songs'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1942930171699086944</id><published>2010-07-19T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T08:16:43.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembrance'/><title type='text'>Another chapter in life- Feelings</title><content type='html'>Back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marked a chapter in my life. It took me 15 years to feel real heart ache. 17 years to finally complete secondary education, 18 to find gain my self-esteem, 19 to understand the dark side of human nature, and 20 years to find myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are naturally very sensitive to this confounding word, feelings. We try so hard, yet it still remains as one of life's most influencing factor. In a blink of an eye, I have grown. to be stronger, yet more sensitive. Sometimes, what I do is normally less that what is concealed inside me. Like the saying, never judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, our basic requirements are more than just air, food and water. we seek attention. we seek compassion. we seek love. Life gives us obstacles, in hope that we would be stronger after overcoming it. and many of us fail to overcome it. We are knocked down by emotions and... feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are brought to the point where we make wishes. The shooting stars, the time. An uncommon experience. the time is 11.11... I've made a wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We envy others for what they have... many of a time neglecting what we already had. Its a viscous cycle. the poor envies the rich, and the rich envies the richer. the richer just envy the simple life of the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... i do not exactly know the true meaning. But to me, its a composition of thoughts. An explicable behavior for me. I just hope that someday, when I pass on, and i know i will even though it may be still early... Its not a legacy of someone not that extraordinary... Its just another chapter of life that he had realized suddenly. And that someone will be there to send me off and think...&lt;br /&gt;'Hey.. He was a nice guy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1942930171699086944?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1942930171699086944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1942930171699086944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1942930171699086944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1942930171699086944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-chapter-in-life-feelings.html' title='Another chapter in life- Feelings'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1372718681053797817</id><published>2010-04-12T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:59:59.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12/4/2010'/><title type='text'>你那么爱她　为什么不把她留下</title><content type='html'>Call me Emo. Call me boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find that having a personal sad chinese love song time to myself is really an amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... I've been reflecting on many many things.. wondering what is good and what is not... I'm not gonna do all the right things, or right any wrong... i'm gonna live as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking... Did i do the correct thing?&lt;br /&gt;I watched before my very own eyes, the stuffs i fear most unravel itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say would most probably end any contact. To not would just mean that i watch things happen all over again... then again, i can make myself forget. or can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niceawesomesong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;你那么爱她 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到爱消失　你才懂得　去珍惜身边每个&lt;br /&gt;till love fades you will understand to value every&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美好风景　只是她早已离去&lt;br /&gt;wonderful scenery but she has already left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到你想通　她早已经　不再对你留恋&lt;br /&gt;till you are convinced, she's already gone and has no recollection of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后的你　开始了一段挣扎&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate you start a passage of struggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱她　为什么不把她留下&lt;br /&gt;you really love her, why not keep her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么不说心里话&lt;br /&gt;why not reveal your mind's thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你深爱她　这是每个人都知道啊&lt;br /&gt;you profoundly love her and everyone knows that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱她 为什么不把她留下&lt;br /&gt;you really love her, why not keep her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是你有深爱的两个她&lt;br /&gt;is it there's two sides of her that you profoundly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以你不想再让自己　无法自拔&lt;br /&gt;thus you are reluctant to let yourself be entrenched deeply in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱她　为什么不把她留下&lt;br /&gt;you really love her, why not keep her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么不说心里话&lt;br /&gt;why not reveal your mind's thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你深爱她　这是每个人都知道啊&lt;br /&gt;you profoundly love her and everyone knows that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你那么爱她　为什么不把她留下&lt;br /&gt;you really love her, why not keep her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是你有深爱的两个她&lt;br /&gt;is it there's two sides of her that you profoundly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以你不想再让自己　无法自拔&lt;br /&gt;thus you are reluctant to let yourself be entrenched deeply in it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1372718681053797817?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1372718681053797817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1372718681053797817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1372718681053797817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1372718681053797817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='你那么爱她　为什么不把她留下'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-6645251088536689643</id><published>2010-04-03T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T04:37:11.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An jing'/><title type='text'>to you</title><content type='html'>Its abit hard to express what i have to say in my own words. i thought i was over it. but i was  not. i thought i knew what i wanted.. i did not.. People ask me what i see in you. My reply was ... Everything... i did not have the chance to tell you much... and now.. i can only wish for you to have it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ur're happy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou, An Jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只剩下鋼琴陪我談了一天 &lt;br /&gt;Zhi sheng xia gang qin pei wo tan le yi tian &lt;br /&gt;Only the piano accompanies me throughout the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睡著的大提琴 &lt;br /&gt;Shui jiao de da ti qin &lt;br /&gt;The sleeping cello &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安靜的舊舊的 &lt;br /&gt;An Jing de jiu jiu de &lt;br /&gt;Quiet and so old &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想你已表現的非常明白 &lt;br /&gt;Wo xiang ni yi biao xian de fei chang ming bai &lt;br /&gt;I think you've made yourself clear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懂我也知道 &lt;br /&gt;Wo dong wo ye zhi dao &lt;br /&gt;I know and I'm sure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你沒有捨不得 &lt;br /&gt;Ni mei you she bu de &lt;br /&gt;You don't regret &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你說你也會難過我不相信 &lt;br /&gt;Ni shuo ni ye hui nan guo wo bu xiang xin &lt;br /&gt;You say you're upset too, that I don't believe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;牽著你陪著 我也只是曾經 &lt;br /&gt;Qian zhe ni pei zhe wo ye zhi shi cheng jin&lt;br /&gt;You being with me was in the past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望他是真的比我還要愛你&lt;br /&gt;Xi wang ta shi zhen de bi wo hai yao ai ni&lt;br /&gt;I hope he loves you more than I do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我才會逼自己離開&lt;br /&gt;wo cai hui bi zi ji li kai &lt;br /&gt;Only then will I bring myself to leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要我說多難堪 &lt;br /&gt;Ni yao wo shuo duo nan kan &lt;br /&gt;You want me to say it, but it is awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我根本不想分開 &lt;br /&gt;Wo gen ben bu xiang fen kai &lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to break up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼還要我用微笑來帶過 &lt;br /&gt;Wei she me hai yao wo yong wei xiao lai dai guo &lt;br /&gt;Why must I depend on a smile to tide me through? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沒有這種天份 &lt;br /&gt;Wo mei you zhe zhong tian fen &lt;br /&gt;I don't have the ability &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;包容你也接受他 &lt;br /&gt;bao rong ni ye jie shou ta &lt;br /&gt;To accept both you and him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不用擔心的太多 &lt;br /&gt;Bu yong dan xin de tai duo &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry too much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會一直好好過 &lt;br /&gt;Wo hui yi zhi hao hao guo &lt;br /&gt;I'll still be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你已經遠遠離開 &lt;br /&gt;Ni yi jin yuan yuan li kai &lt;br /&gt;You've already gone far away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也會慢慢走開 &lt;br /&gt;Wo ye hui man man zou kai &lt;br /&gt;And I will slowly walk away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼我連分開都遷就著你 &lt;br /&gt;Wei she me wo lian fen kai dou qian jiu zhe ni &lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I have to accommodate you even when [we] break up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的沒有天份 &lt;br /&gt;Wo zhen de mei you tian fen &lt;br /&gt;I really don't have the ability &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安靜的沒這麼快 &lt;br /&gt;An jing de mei zhe me kuai &lt;br /&gt;Staying silent doesn't come so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會學著放棄你 &lt;br /&gt;Wo hui xue zhe fang qi ni &lt;br /&gt;I will learn to give you up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是因為我太愛你&lt;br /&gt;Shi ying wei wo tai ai ni &lt;br /&gt;Because I love you so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-6645251088536689643?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/6645251088536689643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=6645251088536689643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/6645251088536689643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/6645251088536689643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-you.html' title='to you'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-2391937849590714516</id><published>2010-02-22T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T04:07:39.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st day of ipp.'/><title type='text'>1st day of ipp!</title><content type='html'>ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't talk.. lols! dunno why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-2391937849590714516?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/2391937849590714516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=2391937849590714516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2391937849590714516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2391937849590714516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/02/1st-day-of-ipp.html' title='1st day of ipp!'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5172593331481086442</id><published>2010-02-08T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T07:01:58.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>8 feb 2010</title><content type='html'>Biz finance paper = ok ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I AM SO HAPPY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5172593331481086442?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5172593331481086442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5172593331481086442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5172593331481086442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5172593331481086442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/02/8-feb-2010.html' title='8 feb 2010'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-791877864908676367</id><published>2010-02-05T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:41:59.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Msia'/><title type='text'>Msia 4th feb 2010 -  today . 6th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S2zxmpoblCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KaewpvGYEw0/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S2zxmpoblCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KaewpvGYEw0/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434984496642102306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Ahhhh the best time of the day.. 7pm and the sun's still up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S2zxVlvLbBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Zyp529K2Kdk/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S2zxVlvLbBI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Zyp529K2Kdk/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434984203538885650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a well impromptu session to msia on thursday.. i had to get my chinese new year clothing.. and well.. bugis have not really accepted me as one of them yet so yea.. tough luck on me xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while pumping for petrol, we chanced upon this bakery selling the nicest cakes and puddings and u name it u get it. Well, it was very cheap too. 4 fruit tarts for 2.50 rm. wihch is about a dollar sing. and its only 25 cents per piece!.. i bought 2 mango puddings, and a cheese cake. apparently i was meeting lester later and one of it was for him. ( a few hours later, lester was late.. haha then we went resource lab to study so i stole a few spoons of the mango pudding wooo.. and the manager of dunnowhat saw it, came in and told us that no eating blah blah xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i did biz finance that day.. damn CRM AND EFMA.. i gotta start very soon!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was specially dedicated to Biz finance.. and oops.. i sneaked in a little mj session at 10pm.. ahahah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet jp jc they all to study later.. hope i can rush through the remaining ones.. god bless me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: i am in such a better state now than compared to a week back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-791877864908676367?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/791877864908676367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=791877864908676367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/791877864908676367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/791877864908676367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/02/msia-4th-feb-2010-today-6th.html' title='Msia 4th feb 2010 -  today . 6th'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S2zxmpoblCI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KaewpvGYEw0/s72-c/IMG_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4281983129177273998</id><published>2010-02-03T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:34:22.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><title type='text'>4th feb 2010</title><content type='html'>how i wish exams are over... i'm looking forward to a change of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... how can i ever tell u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe somethings are better left unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha things got so bad.. i even made up my own scenario.. hahha it was fun while it lasted. so yea.. going to malaysia tomorrow to get clothes, eat, buy bubblegum for lessie.. hahahaha.. i miss you alot... but well... love is a 2 way road. and it doesn't get any better than this. &lt;br /&gt;~the heart aches&lt;br /&gt;~the misses&lt;br /&gt;~the thought&lt;br /&gt;~the worries.&lt;br /&gt;~the care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who on earth wants to go through so much nonsense? well.. i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ps: Clothessssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4281983129177273998?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4281983129177273998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4281983129177273998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4281983129177273998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4281983129177273998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/02/4th-feb-2010.html' title='4th feb 2010'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-9045998679082252630</id><published>2010-02-01T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:00:30.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day 1 of study break'/><title type='text'>1 feb 2010</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 1st FEB 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols well first of all.. haha hi Anon.. (seriously got no idea who u are haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was busy with revision ttm man.. 12pm to 6pm all the way marketing revision... the 49 questions thingy.. god.. but i felt good and proud at the end.. 14 pages of hard work sits nicely and glamorously in my file.. hahaha.. well.. had an oath to study real real hard yesterday.. day 1 and i still am stick to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i continue studying now? well its only 8.52pm.. 53.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very emotionally attached to songs.. well it depicts my feelings for the day. recently my faved playlist includes: Last kiss (pearl jam) Time for Miracles ( Adam Lambert) Touched by an angel ( the singapore idol guy) autumn does not come back ( chinese song) innocence (avril) so i guess it shows my mood the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a whole new topic. well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are being taken for granted. i don't know.. fb groups i've join recently really can tell a story. i mean.. it may even tell the whole truth.. guess it takes a little of deciphering.. so yea.. not gonna study now.. later still got cross testing with lessie... man marketing... gonna pass UUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha to everyone else.. good luck with what u are doing..&lt;br /&gt;Those taking exams.. ALL THE BEST.. those wooing ure girl.. ALL THE BEST!!! those plotting to kill someone.. ALL THE BEST TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ps: I miss overseas trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-9045998679082252630?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/9045998679082252630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=9045998679082252630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/9045998679082252630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/9045998679082252630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-feb-2010.html' title='1 feb 2010'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5454403107217386982</id><published>2010-01-30T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:00:23.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bolton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael'/><title type='text'>Sat 30 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>1 month of 2010 is coming to an end soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. it's been close to 2 months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday when i have the time, i shall use songs to represent the timeline that had past so so fast. cause it is now where i wish u all the good stuffs.. and all the good times ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Michael Bolton.- How am i suppose to live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly believe it&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the news today&lt;br /&gt;I had to come and get it straight from you&lt;br /&gt;They said you were leavin'&lt;br /&gt;Someone swept you heart away&lt;br /&gt;From the look upon your face I see it's true&lt;br /&gt;So tell me all about it, tell me 'bout the plans you're makin'&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me one thing more before I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how am I supposed to live without you&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've been lovin' you so long&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to live without you&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to carry on&lt;br /&gt;When all that I've been livin' for is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come here for cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Didn't come here to breakdown&lt;br /&gt;It's just a dream of mine is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;An how can I blame you&lt;br /&gt;When I built my world around&lt;br /&gt;The hope that someday we'd be so much more than friends&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna know the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming&lt;br /&gt;When even now it's more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna face the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Now that your dream has come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll still look over you, like how god is looking upon us now. i'm no god. but i will be your guardian angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for me to look forward? i don't know.. tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ps: How am i suppose to carry onnnn.. when all that i've been living for is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5454403107217386982?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5454403107217386982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5454403107217386982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5454403107217386982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5454403107217386982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/01/sat-30-jan-2010.html' title='Sat 30 Jan 2010'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1687634635756690450</id><published>2010-01-28T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T05:56:32.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time For Miracles'/><title type='text'>Time For Miracles..</title><content type='html'>When do you know time is right?&lt;br /&gt;i am so pessimistic now. i'm trying my dear.. but theres no way....  &lt;br /&gt;time for miracles.. No one does it better than adam Lambert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late at night and I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Missing you just runs too deep&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can't breathe thinking of your smile&lt;br /&gt;Every kiss I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;This aching heart ain't broken yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh God I wish I could make you see&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know this flame isn't dying&lt;br /&gt;So nothing can stop me from trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;You know that Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;No I ain't giving up on us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz living is so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;When all I know is trapped inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future I cannot forget&lt;br /&gt;This aching heart ain't broken yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh God I wish I could make you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know this flame isn't dying&lt;br /&gt;So nothing can stop me from trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;You know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;No I ain't giving up on us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby can you feel it coming&lt;br /&gt;You know I can hear it, hear it in your soul&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you feel me feeling you&lt;br /&gt;You know it's time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;You know that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for miracles&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I ain't, I ain't giving up on love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I ain't giving up on us&lt;br /&gt;I ain't giving up, no&lt;br /&gt;Oh I ain't giving up on us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off: &lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ps: i'm thinking of you day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1687634635756690450?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1687634635756690450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1687634635756690450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1687634635756690450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1687634635756690450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-for-miracles.html' title='Time For Miracles..'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1836647051966875183</id><published>2010-01-27T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T06:24:24.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27 jan.. Deepest hole i fell into'/><title type='text'>Wednesday 27 jan 2010</title><content type='html'>WEll... bday celebration for kelly at macs.. Interesting.. we had happy meal, musical chairs, caterpillar... hahah... letting out our inner child really is interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. 'been mahjoning quite frequently... guess no more for this 2 weeks.. lost most though... hard hard times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking very hard...  talked to good friends about it.... &lt;br /&gt;Well i think i've been failing hard in life for the past 20 years... i've failed to cherish the good.. and i'm not letting one go past just like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say. Perfect? well.. perfect is subjected to different perceptions. the usual fear is deeply instilled into my mind as i source for a proper way to handle this... this..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think in the day and dream in the night. it seemed almost impossible to extricate the thought out of my head.. o well... how i wish for a pensive now.. the smile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a while ago.. it seem almost impossible to trip and fall this deep.. now that it has happened, the darkness around brought much unanticipated fear... i feel like i'm being dragged down by an invisble force deeper into it. my mind tells me to break free. my heart begs to differ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me a sign. please. it hurts. but maybe its for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ps: just go ahead and break it. its perhaps for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1836647051966875183?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1836647051966875183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1836647051966875183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1836647051966875183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1836647051966875183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-27-jan-2010.html' title='Wednesday 27 jan 2010'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1049466728580910745</id><published>2010-01-22T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:50:33.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mj'/><title type='text'>MAHJONG</title><content type='html'>woooo.. super high now.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS PROMISED: SMEAGOL RAWKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished Me Mj session with bro god-bro and mother.. Won $12. hahaha sianz still lose to my number 1 Idol.. My Bro.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Thinking.. what if i ...... haha crazy idea.. everyday i look forward to that minor sessions that instantaneously SPUR my day on... hahaha the magic of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.. CRM presentation today, hmm o yA and Awesome Dinner At Pizza Hut. WOOO the cheese rawks.!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo i guess i'm out of stuff now... &lt;3&lt;3 to U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;Glenn ong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1049466728580910745?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1049466728580910745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1049466728580910745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1049466728580910745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1049466728580910745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/01/mahjong.html' title='MAHJONG'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5276628092395270090</id><published>2010-01-21T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T03:23:41.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Kiss'/><title type='text'>Back after so long</title><content type='html'>It feels good to be back. Life's been good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i saw my dad teaching my sis just now. Kinda brings back memories. last time when i was her age, i was pratically assignmenting 24/7. those caning awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. cleared hitch and enchanted again yesterday, amazing love stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects gonna be cleared soon. CRM tomorrow followed by intccm next weeks and xams are here. study study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now.. every great post of mine includes a song yea.. today, Last Kiss. by Pearl Jam.. old school . this song is about a car accident, and the regrets and love and missing heartfelt emotions by the singer.. here it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where oh were could my baby be&lt;br /&gt;The lord took her away from me&lt;br /&gt;She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good&lt;br /&gt;So I can see my baby when I'll leave this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were out on a date in my daddy's car&lt;br /&gt;We hadn't driven very far&lt;br /&gt;There in the road&lt;br /&gt;Straight ahead&lt;br /&gt;A car was stalled the engine was dead&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop&lt;br /&gt;So I swerved to the right&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the sound that night&lt;br /&gt;The screamin tires&lt;br /&gt;The busting glass&lt;br /&gt;The Painfull scream that I heard last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where oh were could my baby be&lt;br /&gt;The lord took her away from me&lt;br /&gt;She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good&lt;br /&gt;So I can see my baby when I'll leave this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up&lt;br /&gt;The rain was pouring down&lt;br /&gt;There were people standing all around&lt;br /&gt;Something warm falling into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But some how I found my baby that night&lt;br /&gt;I lifted her head&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me and said&lt;br /&gt;Hold me darling just alittle while&lt;br /&gt;I held her close&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her our last kiss&lt;br /&gt;I found the love I knew I had missed&lt;br /&gt;but now she's gone &lt;br /&gt;even though I hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;I lost my love, my life that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where oh were could my baby be&lt;br /&gt;The lord took her away from me&lt;br /&gt;She's gone to heaven so I've got to be good&lt;br /&gt;So I can see my baby when I leave this world&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics not by me.. its from http://www.lyrics007.com/Pearl%20Jam%20Lyrics/Oh%20Where%20Oh%20Where%20Could%20My%20Baby%20Be%20Lyrics.html. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man... crazy private life i have now.just hoping things will turn out for the better. lovelove &lt;3 &lt;3 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: promises to sign back in soon asap.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5276628092395270090?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5276628092395270090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5276628092395270090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5276628092395270090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5276628092395270090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-after-so-long.html' title='Back after so long'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1376848371737572724</id><published>2009-10-11T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:15:44.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The love of my life.</title><content type='html'>LOML! Jonathan Paul SEOW! I LUUUUUB YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1376848371737572724?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1376848371737572724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1376848371737572724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1376848371737572724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1376848371737572724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-of-my-life.html' title='The love of my life.'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5699544025040672376</id><published>2009-10-11T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:15:09.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>melissa rocks. TEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5699544025040672376?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5699544025040672376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5699544025040672376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5699544025040672376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5699544025040672376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7634923550950201563</id><published>2009-07-28T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T05:18:21.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>28/07/09</title><content type='html'>1st weeks of Hols. its been a fun fun weekend out with my bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to malaysia and eat eat and eat and eat and eat xD, came back on sunday, meet my friends and went over to kelly's. I think it was something i ate, cause i ended up with food poisoning and a fever again hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that makes it 3 illness in a month. Woot, if this carries on ( bearing into consideration that i skipped the whole of monday's meal) i'll lose super alot of weight lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways, thanks to all those concerned friends xD. i will get well soon de. As a matter of fact, i think i'm alot better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha credit of updating this post has to go to my big sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes pushing to update blog de. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, lets see, Wake me Up when september ends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my father's come to pass&lt;br /&gt;seven years has gone so fast&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;but never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;the innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring out the bells again&lt;br /&gt;like we did when spring began&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the rain again&lt;br /&gt;falling from the stars&lt;br /&gt;drenched in my pain again&lt;br /&gt;becoming who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my memory rests&lt;br /&gt;but never forgets what I lost&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has come and passed&lt;br /&gt;The innocent can never last&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my father's come to pass&lt;br /&gt;twenty years has gone so fast&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when September ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;will update soon, see big sis push me anot hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihai there there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7634923550950201563?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7634923550950201563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7634923550950201563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7634923550950201563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7634923550950201563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/280709.html' title='28/07/09'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7972625234418193572</id><published>2009-07-22T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:29:10.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh bleh'/><title type='text'>5.24AM 23/07/09</title><content type='html'>omg i am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my minds too messed for me to stop just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to spill it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fustrated!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i continue i'll proberly be labelled as emo. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's just wearing a mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say hey dun emo. then they expect you to stop immediately. they say hey can u help me? and they expect you to go immediately. I yearn for that bit of recogni... ahh forget it. this society is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i type,a phrase came out of Jc's movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are savages......... Life is cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't agree more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7972625234418193572?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7972625234418193572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7972625234418193572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7972625234418193572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7972625234418193572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/524am-230709.html' title='5.24AM 23/07/09'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8731447520868382786</id><published>2009-07-22T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:22:09.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><title type='text'>5.15am 23/7/09</title><content type='html'>i guess its now this i can turn to whenever i need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure there are people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i talk of the groupings that everyone's breaking up into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey u think its ok i ta ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not isolating myself. i'm just being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me wants to talk, me wants to spent friday evenings sitting down, talking over a bottle of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me wants to be able to say that me's really who me is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are here. but i don't feel as good as i should. instead i feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stuffs if you say too much people dun like de. yet they keep pushing you to this little thing called limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i'm blabbering nonsenses again. maybe i'm just tired. after all i COULD be sleeping instead of banging madly on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored, tired, messed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8731447520868382786?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8731447520868382786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8731447520868382786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8731447520868382786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8731447520868382786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/515am-23709.html' title='5.15am 23/7/09'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3960992234009988528</id><published>2009-07-15T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:54:12.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick sick'/><title type='text'>15/7/09</title><content type='html'>*cough cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound of bad things to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within a span of a day, my temperature soared to a personal best of (undetectable) by the thermometer. Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing about this fever of mine that is so adorable is, it peaks when i'm down, and down when I peak ( at the most active point of my day which is afternoon for those thinking dirty).  i remember it got to a stage so bad, i still can remember that when i slept, i keep having these bad dreams like IQ questions dreams that made my head split badly. then yesterday night i awoke and spent 5 hours just to convince myself that i can think properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illness has brought about 2 aspects. the negative and the positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive ----&gt; i'm starting to like my eating habits when i'm having a fever. For an example, todays menu ( 2 mouth of rice off a mix-vege rice) and 2 pieces of bread 1 for breakfast 1 for dinner. =) if this fever continues, i'll lose weight in a matter of time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative ---&gt; possibly the most important week in 14 weeks for all of my friends, especially my project mates, and all i have done, is only become a liability for them. For that i truly apologize. I know you all would be pissed at me and stuff but i promise i'll make it up to u as soon as i can literally stand up and fight. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, always and i mean always listen to ure friends and family when they say, GO SEE A DOCTOR. i used to think i was doctor ong who cures himself just by having a positive mentality and drink plenty of water+ eat panadol. i guess 2 sessions of medication made me slept like a baby. really, doctor FTW ( For the Win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'll end here. Updates next time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: the reason why i can blog, is because i suddenly had this little strength to update on my situation and to apologize for me not being able to do much as a group mate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3960992234009988528?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3960992234009988528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3960992234009988528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3960992234009988528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3960992234009988528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/15709.html' title='15/7/09'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-2650052756259619409</id><published>2009-07-13T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:59:03.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hahaha'/><title type='text'>13/7/09</title><content type='html'>Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone thing very funny that i saw from the web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Things I Hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time.... I know where my watch is buddy, where the fuck is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the bathroom is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the tv remote because they refuse to walk to the tv and change the channel manually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Damn right! What good is a cake if you can't eat it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the fuck would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they? I'm gonna Kick their ass! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When people say while watching a film "did you see that?". No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the movies and stare at the fucking floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?".... Didn't really give me a choice there, did ya bitch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When something is 'new and improved!'. Which is it? &lt;br /&gt;If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When people say "life is short". What the fuck?? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever fucking does!! &lt;br /&gt;What can you do that's longer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?". If the bus came would I be standing here, fuckin' dumb ass?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-2650052756259619409?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/2650052756259619409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=2650052756259619409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2650052756259619409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2650052756259619409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/13709.html' title='13/7/09'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5868476374702996292</id><published>2009-07-12T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:23:20.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give up'/><title type='text'>13 july 2009</title><content type='html'>its been a while since i last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) have had soo much fun for the past week and to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infact, as i am typing this post out, my group of friends are playing card games in the room beside me at my house =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished the Project management Ica 1 and 2, and the Cs roleplay project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 partners, who started out total strangers when we first met, to friends now when we meet, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats there for the projects and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressions, lasting or short are so important.&lt;br /&gt;we all try to give and show a good first impression, infact, there are so many times our first impressions are not who we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told that this world is better than what i thought of it to be. i was told that there are still this group of minorities still out there, who do not discriminate against people like, me?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for that day, that time. i guess i'm just tired now, so tired that i am sprouting nonsenses that amounts to total crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say, i think i'm giving up. somethings are just beyond the faintest of hopes, and the longest of arms. i can only sit back and watch, as the drama called reality world unfold right before my eyes, and its only a matter of time before i jump back in and say hey. this is freaking reality. what you think is always not what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till that day,&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5868476374702996292?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5868476374702996292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5868476374702996292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5868476374702996292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5868476374702996292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/13-july-2009.html' title='13 july 2009'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-2743287531571010341</id><published>2009-07-04T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:21:27.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>A tribute to the greatest pop singer of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from a comment posted on youtube,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone not luv this mj, he told us he'd BE THERE, he Roc Wit Cha, told us when to Beat It and he was sooo Bad at it,reminded us that We Are The World and he was a Thriller constantly, all the evil﻿ people, They Don't Really Care About Us, just Leave Me ALone as I cry my heart out,but you know what You Are Not Alone..you are indeed GONE TO SOON and you will go done in HISTORY for always making people COME TOGETHER,BLACK OR WHITE you made us all JAM. RIP MJ the true KING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;an emotional glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-2743287531571010341?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/2743287531571010341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=2743287531571010341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2743287531571010341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2743287531571010341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7755104031775403696</id><published>2009-07-01T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:02:44.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragonica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>1/7/2009</title><content type='html'>Happy July!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i'm feeling so sick now. 've been coughing non stop!!! URghhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i dun get a fever, or the slight tempreature i have now is just a cause of my laptop's heat. the flus disturbing, the cough's disturbing. its making me have difficulty breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if i should go school tomorrow. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the housework to prepare for friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening vodka =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of whipping up dinner, but jp says he wants to eat the wan tan mee in yishun, so I think no need cook le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing this new game Dragonica,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3D maple look alike game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it was fun when i was underlevel, now my level's on par, its boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends who play went off for work, or no mood. i guess i also no mood le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still living the unemo days =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, &lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7755104031775403696?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7755104031775403696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7755104031775403696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7755104031775403696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7755104031775403696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/07/172009.html' title='1/7/2009'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7619551242827938159</id><published>2009-06-30T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:36:48.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragonica'/><title type='text'>30/6/09</title><content type='html'>this week has been a generally a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 quotes/sentence made me think about life real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you go out to enjoy, make sure u enjoy to the fullest, what for you emo when u outside, want emo, go home emo, come out to play have fun ma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what for sad, after all whether you happy or sad, life must go on. must as well spend the day feeling happy, then waste ure time pondering on sad stuff"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know all these are easy to say but hard to do. i mean, if we could just try, maybe, who knows, it'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm my friends are starting on a new mmorpg game. Dragonica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think will be joining them ba. but not really into it yet. see how it goes. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i'll just end off here.&lt;br /&gt;(jp's singing insomia on skype =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7619551242827938159?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7619551242827938159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7619551242827938159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7619551242827938159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7619551242827938159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/06/30609.html' title='30/6/09'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5749504556540369725</id><published>2009-06-28T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:09:55.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink drink club club'/><title type='text'>Clubbing</title><content type='html'>Yooozzz back xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a fun fun fun fun weekend. starting from friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some pooling session at amk, then we went to amk hub walk walk, then went back pooling, then went yishun walk walk, then we ( jp,jc,brian,sarah,aline,kelly) met qidah and nisa at starbucks and we talked like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later that night, my god bro invited me to chiong wif him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we decided to go rebel, then i remembered yimin bernard they all also clubbing, so i gave them a call, then we had to tell the taxi uncle to change course to st james. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St james- the music was crap before 11. but it soon got better and better as the night drew longer. sadly, due to some minor circumstances, bernard and gang could not join us. =( they had to settle for rebel instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance dance, then we cab back to my god bro's place, the next morning, we went to hospital to visit someone, then we went back to my place to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my dear dear lovely parents gave me additional kaching, then we went to town to meet his cousin (allan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went bugis, me poh (god bro) allan (cousin of poh) firebol (nickname of poh's buddy) and (firegal, his gf).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to clark quey for some zirca action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zirca's before 1am music is also as corkey as St james man. dangish, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met some real hot gals, danced with ang mohs, and talked to some real cute gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man man man, an all guys out night is real real real real coool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had tequila lime, 2/5 jug of burbon coke, and 2 shots of tequila, wahahah still was not drunk. ( a bit seh i think but did not show it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the night ended fairly well. this 2 days well, made me alot more affirmed of who i really am. i spent time talking to firebol and some words were enlightening. I guess i'm having more confidence now. btw. SHEEZE we missed out on a great chance to get this 3 gals to join us. soooo close hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess the weekends that fun. next week 3rd mahjong ar my fellow friends. dun tua me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, &lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;having a shot more of confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5749504556540369725?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5749504556540369725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5749504556540369725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5749504556540369725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5749504556540369725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/06/clubbing.html' title='Clubbing'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3793890478941728224</id><published>2009-06-25T06:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:26:56.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><title type='text'>Problems.</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of my non-emo day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still not getting emo xD which is totally awesome. i've learnt to accept things the way it is and should matters one day be known, i think i'm mentally prepared for it. (thanks bernard btw, it was nice chatting with you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz so sad. today heard from my mum some family family problems. yep. its family family de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every family has its problem + it never rains but pours = ggfied man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everything can be solved fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a minor dilemma now. should i go out with my friends to club on friday, or go out with my god bros on saturday. this choice is immensely profounding. one wrong move and gg glenn. ( reminds me of jj_brian) lols.. =) still taking my resolution seriously, and starting to have frequent day dreams too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i just wish.. haha nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think thats all today bahz.. see which side convenience me first xD. hope more kaching will drop from the sky =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite thats all folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaowz.&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never rain but pours. Seriously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3793890478941728224?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3793890478941728224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3793890478941728224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3793890478941728224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3793890478941728224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/06/problems.html' title='Problems.'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-415245908213774539</id><published>2009-06-24T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:57:29.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>How to Cure an Emo</title><content type='html'>haha. been looking for a cure to cure me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found this post at http://themonkeyman.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-cure-emo.html. the below materials is not my me and i wun take any credit for it. just so damn funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to cure an emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Punch them in the crotch, hard.&lt;br /&gt;This is mainly to vent some anger at having to cure them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wash off all that fugly-ass makeup, burn any left over.&lt;br /&gt;As awesome as this will look, be careful otherwise a fire could start (who knows, they might be pyrophillic as well as being Emo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Smash up any My Chemical Romance CDs.&lt;br /&gt;If you find them, smash any CDs by the following artists:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFI, Alexisonfire, Brand New, Bright Eyes, Coheed and Cambria, Death Cab for Cutie, Fall Out Boy, From First to Last, Funeral for a Friend, Hawthorne Heights, Panic! at the Disco, Senses Fail, Something Corporate, The Starting Line, Story of the Year, Taking Back Sunday, Thursday, The Used, Underoath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Punch them in the crotch again.&lt;br /&gt;While this will be good for your venting, it's also to determine whether 5 is necessary. If they are a boy (as their pain from the crotch punch is the only way to tell), then proceed with 5, else go to 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Burn their precious skinny jeans in front of their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Skinny Jeans are for girls. Not for you. Just because you made out with 3 guys doesn't make you a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Destroy the rest of their Emo-suit, pay special attention to the old Converse shoes.&lt;br /&gt;If you think it'll make you feel better, paint a flower over the "Blood" or "Death" scrawled on the toes of the Converses. Then burn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Find the razor blade they’ve been using, keep it safe.&lt;br /&gt;This'll be the thing that'll piss them off the most. For the love of god, don't put it in your back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychological&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sit them down.&lt;br /&gt;That way they can't run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ask them why they’re so down all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Laugh uproariously at whatever they say in response to 9.&lt;br /&gt;You don't actually care what they say, you're just mocking their ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Explain exactly why what they just said is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Example: "Nobody understands me."&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe if you'd stop writing such fucked up poetry, people would understand you."&lt;br /&gt;Example: "Everyone thinks I'm weird."&lt;br /&gt;"And dressing like a girl is going to help? Moron."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Tell them to stop being such a drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly for your own satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Pull out the razor blade you ninja’d in 7, ask them why you found this in their room.&lt;br /&gt;In theory, they should pale, but odds are if you found a razor blade they don't have enough blood for you to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Tell them firmly that they won’t be cutting themselves anymore (no matter what their response to 13 is).&lt;br /&gt;Then look them squarely in the eye and say "Deal with it." Then laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Snap the razor blade, melt it, then throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;The melting is to ensure they don't fish it out of the garbage and use it on themselves again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Get on their MySpace (they have one, trust me), delete any friends that are named “xXx*name*xXx” or similar.&lt;br /&gt;These people will be at odds to your curing process. They must be removed from the vicinity of your patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Don’t let them talk to ANY of their friends until they’re cured, unless you are 100% certain that said friend is not Emo.&lt;br /&gt;You can't risk re-infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Show them how great their life is.&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively, show them how much worse it could be.&lt;br /&gt;I recommend locking them in a basement for a week, then pampering them for a week to emphasize the contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Punch them in the crotch one more time.&lt;br /&gt;For them wasting so much of your damn time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Unleash your creation upon the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should this procedure fail to work, repeat 18 until they're cured. If they're STILL acting like an Emo little bitch, then they're a lost cause and probably don't deserve your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i Guess it has come to a point where i have to stop feeling so down and carry on with life. i hope its tonight. from tomorrow onwards, lets be that extra special lively person that i was an irritate the shit out of everyone. i mean. EmOing Has to Stop! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-415245908213774539?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/415245908213774539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=415245908213774539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/415245908213774539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/415245908213774539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-cure-emo.html' title='How to Cure an Emo'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1690951329685806444</id><published>2009-06-23T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:37:22.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hermit'/><title type='text'>Back Back and Back</title><content type='html'>I'm Backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.6 click + bench presses + soccer/basketball = dead glenn xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm up to something fun recently. Writing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where our teacher had to force us to write compositions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll write now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres something i wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call it, the hermit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a hermit,&lt;br /&gt;Subdued and isolated in his own shell.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is oppressed. &lt;br /&gt;Just like a hermit.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to mingle and talk.&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t tell you how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Just like a hermit.&lt;br /&gt;Has a secret obsession. Wants to fly high in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret wish. Just want to be who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Just like a hermit.&lt;br /&gt;Bound to be alone forever&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you happy, then I’ll be&lt;br /&gt;That hermit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1690951329685806444?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1690951329685806444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1690951329685806444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1690951329685806444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1690951329685806444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-back-and-back.html' title='Back Back and Back'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7837973492674340134</id><published>2009-05-26T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:19:40.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bazaar'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Yoz Yoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back after a long slack from blogging. have been doing well these past month. Was attached to MSC Bazaar in nyp with 3 other great collegues. and the people in TEP are absolutly awesome. We joke, and crap and Joke. XD and best of all is no one has any hard feelings. Love ya bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a sales target of 18k for 9 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have successfully attained about 12k as of today. so yea JYJY BAZaAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are. Bazaar MSC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/Shvr9xm6e7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FjKDTnKFqxw/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090520_78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/Shvr9xm6e7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FjKDTnKFqxw/s320/Snapshot_20090520_78.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340121229698956210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/ShvsFvdnIpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ucp3WiLbgS8/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090520_76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/ShvsFvdnIpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ucp3WiLbgS8/s320/Snapshot_20090520_76.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340121366562022034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/ShvsOUbc09I/AAAAAAAAAEI/LfHdC3NgGNI/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090520_41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/ShvsOUbc09I/AAAAAAAAAEI/LfHdC3NgGNI/s320/Snapshot_20090520_41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340121513924023250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7837973492674340134?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7837973492674340134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7837973492674340134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7837973492674340134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7837973492674340134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/05/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/Shvr9xm6e7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FjKDTnKFqxw/s72-c/Snapshot_20090520_78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3027179124275738706</id><published>2009-03-30T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:45:41.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XDXD'/><title type='text'>UPDATED!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>*cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;long time no update. haha lucky blog still intact.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry cannot help it. Was er..*hospitalised* from 15 jan till yesterday XD. no access to computer or the outside world. o.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days sure passed fast. school ended way after my last post. and school is starting soon after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Been working this holiday. ICe Cream *Promoter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our job. take a set of laminated paper/advertisement. go from door to door. and Ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha not bad job.. O Man.. the doc is calling me for dota. err.. i mean Medication.. gota run now.. update tomorrow. Cyas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3027179124275738706?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3027179124275738706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3027179124275738706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3027179124275738706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3027179124275738706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/03/updated.html' title='UPDATED!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5093468626304073851</id><published>2009-01-15T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:36:01.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worried'/><title type='text'>Worried</title><content type='html'>I need help on Macroeconomics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help on Marketing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help on Statistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help on Statistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help on Poa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help.. Help.. Help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel worried, i feel happy. what is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg sudden emoness after a won dota match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help.. after CYN i need Help. Alot of help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is coming. the feeling of fear. i need help. i gota destroy ______.. destroy it. its coming into my life. coming right into my heart. my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gota start to spam. erverv&lt;br /&gt;ervre&lt;br /&gt;vre&lt;br /&gt;vre&lt;br /&gt;ver&lt;br /&gt;ver&lt;br /&gt;ve&lt;br /&gt;ve&lt;br /&gt;rvrve&lt;br /&gt;  thats all nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5093468626304073851?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5093468626304073851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5093468626304073851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5093468626304073851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5093468626304073851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2009/01/worried.html' title='Worried'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7636302267913960104</id><published>2008-12-18T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:30:56.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=)'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Yoz People. Just a quick post on very very very nice song&lt;br /&gt; This is me. Camp Rock&lt;br /&gt;LYRICS &lt;br /&gt;I've always been the kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;that hid my face&lt;br /&gt;So afraid to tell the world&lt;br /&gt;what i've got to say&lt;br /&gt;But i have this dream&lt;br /&gt;bright inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let it show, it's time&lt;br /&gt;To let you know, to let you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;Im exactly where im supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now i've found, who i am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;to feel so in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To dream about a life&lt;br /&gt;where you're the shining star&lt;br /&gt;Even though it seems,&lt;br /&gt;like it's too far away&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe in myself,&lt;br /&gt;it's the only way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;Im exactly where im supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now i've found, who i am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the voice i hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;The reason that im singin'&lt;br /&gt;I need to find you&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;You're the missing piece i need&lt;br /&gt;The song inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I need to find you&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;Im exactly where im supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now i've found, who i am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;(You're the missing piece i need the song inside on me)&lt;br /&gt;This is me, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;(You're the voice i hear inside my head, the reason that im singing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i've found, who i am&lt;br /&gt;Theres no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright to Walt Disney Records&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update more on fri stuffs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7636302267913960104?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7636302267913960104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7636302267913960104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7636302267913960104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7636302267913960104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8590469228333301485</id><published>2008-12-11T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:32:23.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh'/><title type='text'>woo</title><content type='html'>WOOOO tomorrow last day of schools. then 2 weeks of holidays. lols So so so so happy.&lt;br /&gt;heres a joke for dota players. glhf.&lt;br /&gt;You know you're addicted to WarcraftIII's Dota when the following occurs in real life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You beat up bunch of kids and scream OWNED!! &lt;br /&gt;*You will eventually transform into a wolf and begin chasing people. &lt;br /&gt;*You constantly appear to funerals and think that you will gain EXP. &lt;br /&gt;*When you read a book, you think that you can summon two Neronomicon demons.(aka 2 Warlocks) &lt;br /&gt;*When seeing two people walk behind you, you will say Nice Try. (nt) &lt;br /&gt;*You can see people names and ages(lvls) when you point at them. &lt;br /&gt;*You laugh at people when they bought the wrong item. &lt;br /&gt;*You eat tree to heal urself. &lt;br /&gt;*When your girlfriend gets angry, you will think that she has the Mask Of Madness. &lt;br /&gt;*You will be wishing that your girlfriend is hot as Crystal Maiden. &lt;br /&gt;*When you see a student with 4.0 GPA, you begin to think of him as Dominating. &lt;br /&gt;*When you see someone is dying on the bed, you will try to poke him/her with a red stick. (aka Dagon) &lt;br /&gt;*When you get really frustrated or pissed off , you want to press Alt+QQ. &lt;br /&gt;*When you get hit by a bus, you will use 1400 dallars to buy back. &lt;br /&gt;*When you run really fast or really slow, you want to type -ms. &lt;br /&gt;*You will put two kichen knifes together to make a SnY. (aka Sange and Yasha) &lt;br /&gt;*When your mom drop her ring on the floor,you will steal it without asking permission. &lt;br /&gt;*If anyone left the room you will say banned and stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of the above have happened to you. That means you play too much...LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, if you say the word GG too much. You really need to get some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and for nondota players, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Tokyo Hotel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is forbidden to steal hotel towels please. If you are not a person to do such thing is please not to read notis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Bucharest hotel lobby: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lift is being fixed for the next day. During that time we regret that you will be unbearable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Leipzig elevator: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not enter the lift backwards, and only when lit up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Belgrade hotel elevator: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To move the cabin, push button for wishing floor. If the cabin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should enter more persons, each one should press a number of wishing floor. Driving is then going alphabetically by national order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Paris hotel elevator: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave your values at the front desk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hotel in Athens: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitors are expected to complain at the office between the hours of 9 and 11 A.M. daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Yugoslavian hotel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flattening of underwear with pleasure is the job of the chambermaid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Japanese hotel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are invited to take advantage of the chambermaid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lobby of a Moscow hotel across from a Russian Orthodox monastery: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are welcome to visit the cemetery where famous Russian and Soviet composers, artists, and writers are buried daily except Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an Austrian hotel catering to skiers: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to perambulate the corridors in the hours of repose in the boots of ascension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the menu of a Swiss restaurant: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wines leave you nothing to hope for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the menu of a Polish hotel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad a firm's own make; limpid red beet soup with cheesy dumplings in the form of a finger; roasted duck let loose; beef rashers beaten up in the country people's fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside a Hong Kong tailor shop: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies may have a fit upstairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Bangkok dry cleaner's: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop your trousers here for best results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside a Paris dress shop: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dresses for street walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Rhodes tailor shop: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order your summers suit. Because is big rush we will execute customers in strict rotation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign posted in Germany's Black forest: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strictly forbidden on our black forest camping site that people of different sex, for instance, men and women, live together in one tent unless they are married with each other for that purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Zurich hotel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the impropriety of entertaining guests of the opposite sex in the bedroom, it is suggested that the lobby be used for this purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an advertisement by a Hong Kong dentist: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth extracted by the latest Methodists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Rome laundry: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, leave your clothes here and spend the afternoon having a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Czechoslovakian tourist agency: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take one of our horse-driven city tours - we guarantee no miscarriages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertisement for donkey rides in Thailand: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to ride on your own ass? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Swiss mountain inn: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special today -- no ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Bangkok temple: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is forbidden to enter a woman even a foreigner if dressed as a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Tokyo bar: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special cocktails for the ladies with nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Copenhagen airline ticket office: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take your bags and send them in all directions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the door of a Moscow hotel room: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is your first visit to the USSR, you are welcome to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Norwegian cocktail lounge: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies are requested not to have children in the bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Budapest zoo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not feed the animals. If you have any suitable food, give it to the guard on duty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the office of a Roman doctor: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialist in women and other diseases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an Acapulco hotel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager has personally passed all the water served here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Tokyo shop: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our nylons cost more than common, but you'll find they are best in the long run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a Japanese information booklet about using a hotel air conditioner: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooles and Heates: If you want just condition of warm in your room, please control yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a brochure of a car rental firm in Tokyo: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When passenger of foot heave in sight, tootle the horn. Trumpet him melodiously at first, but if he still obstacles your passage then tootle him with vigor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two signs from a Majorcan shop entrance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- English well talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha laugh.. its fun.&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8590469228333301485?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8590469228333301485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8590469228333301485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8590469228333301485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8590469228333301485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo.html' title='woo'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5229485059623121397</id><published>2008-11-23T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:33:07.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh'/><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>OK.. i'm feeling some stress recently.. projects and ica coming up.. Stress. lawls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figuring a way to not stress myself so much. and to motivate me too.. btw guys.. Can u all help me do a survey for my stats project? the link's here &lt;a href="http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=QZfxnC9AnB7E3dO_2fXeEPjg_3d_3d"&gt;Click Here to take survey&lt;/a&gt;  Tks lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres something funny. Bout the birds and the Bees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu Kang ( PCK ) explaining sex to Chu Beng's son, Aloysius &lt;br /&gt;......... &lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is making love so enjoyable ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Aiyah, ah boy, enjolable becaws, same like when you dig your &lt;br /&gt;nose with your finger&lt;br /&gt;mah ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Do you think women enjoy sex more than men ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Of course woman lah ! When you dig dig your nose, your nose &lt;br /&gt;feel better than your finger, right ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why do women hate it when they get raped ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Ai-yah ! Say, you walk along the load, den someone come over &lt;br /&gt;and dig your nose, you like or not ? Ehhh ? Don't pray pray ah ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is it a woman cannot have sex when she is&lt;br /&gt;having her &lt;br /&gt;menses? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Oy !! If your nose bleeding, you still go and dig meh?? Siow &lt;br /&gt;ah ! Use your blain, use your blainnn ........... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is it most men don't like wearing condoms when they are &lt;br /&gt;making love ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Ehhhh, when you dig your nose ah, you like to dig with a &lt;br /&gt;glove on your finger or not ? Not the same shiok feeling mah. &lt;br /&gt;Corlight or not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Why is making love carried out in private ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Ah boyyyyy, use your blain, use your blainnnnn .............................. you &lt;br /&gt;go and dig your nose in flont of your whole class izit ?? Stupid &lt;br /&gt;lah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : Wah ...... Uncle Chu Kang, you are very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PCK : Aiyah ...... ,' Best in Singapore, JB, some say Batam, and now, the whole world!' &lt;br /&gt;also ah!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off. &lt;br /&gt;glenn. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5229485059623121397?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5229485059623121397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5229485059623121397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5229485059623121397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5229485059623121397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/11/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-306980498874690495</id><published>2008-11-17T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T06:42:38.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh laugh'/><title type='text'>Read Must Read.</title><content type='html'>Lols.. okok i start off with something from the gmail. Absolutly hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.. i was quite happy today. got 13/15 for my stats test which is 86.something % which is an A. WOOT. first step to future success. tmr access... deading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You are advised to come to work dressed according to your salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we will assume you are doing well financially &lt;br /&gt;and therefore do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, &lt;br /&gt;and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick Days: &lt;br /&gt;We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If you are able to go to the doctor, you &lt;br /&gt;are able to come to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Days: &lt;br /&gt;Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturdays &amp; Sundays.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bereavement Leave: &lt;br /&gt;This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or co-workers. &lt;br /&gt;Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend the funeral arrangements in your place. In rare &lt;br /&gt;cases where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bathroom Breaks: &lt;br /&gt;Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet.  There is now a strict three-minute time limit in the stalls. &lt;br /&gt;At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the stall door will open, and &lt;br /&gt;a picture will be taken. After your second offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board &lt;br /&gt;under the 'Chronic Offenders' category. Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sectioned under the &lt;br /&gt;company's mental health policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch Break: (Love this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more, so that they can look healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Chubby people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim-Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, &lt;br /&gt;all questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations, insinuations, allegations, &lt;br /&gt;accusations, contemplations, consternation and input should be directed elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u enjoy and had a good laugh. saw this before? too bad.. post more next time. ROFL people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-306980498874690495?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/306980498874690495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=306980498874690495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/306980498874690495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/306980498874690495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/11/read-must-read.html' title='Read Must Read.'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7636767809523740188</id><published>2008-11-11T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:55:45.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>First Entry for November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chance upon this nice poem.. check it out people and good luck to all of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a party,&lt;br /&gt;And remembered what you said.&lt;br /&gt;You told me not to drink, Mom,&lt;br /&gt;so I had a sprite instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt proud of myself,&lt;br /&gt;The way you said I would,&lt;br /&gt;that I didn't drink and drive,&lt;br /&gt;though some friends said I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a healthy choice,&lt;br /&gt;And your advice to me was right.&lt;br /&gt;The party finally ended,&lt;br /&gt;and the kids drove out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into my car,&lt;br /&gt;Sure to get home in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew what was coming, Mom,&lt;br /&gt;something I expected least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm lying on the pavement,&lt;br /&gt;And I hear the policeman say,&lt;br /&gt;the kid that caused this wreck was drunk,&lt;br /&gt;Mom, his voice seems far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own blood's all around me,&lt;br /&gt;As I try hard not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the paramedic say,&lt;br /&gt;this girl is going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the guy had no idea,&lt;br /&gt;While he was flying high.&lt;br /&gt;Because he chose to drink and drive,&lt;br /&gt;now I would have to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do people do it, Mom&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that it ruins lives?&lt;br /&gt;And now the pain is cutting me,&lt;br /&gt;like a hundred stabbing knives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom&lt;br /&gt;Tell daddy to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;And when I go to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;put ' Mommy's Girl' on my grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should have taught him,&lt;br /&gt;That it's wrong to drink and drive.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if his parents had,&lt;br /&gt;I'd still be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breath is getting shorter,&lt;br /&gt;Mom I'm getting really scared&lt;br /&gt;These are my final moments,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you could hold me Mom,&lt;br /&gt;As I lie here and die.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could say, 'I love you,Mom!'&lt;br /&gt;So I love you and good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its from a hotmail message.. nice nice..&lt;br /&gt;a petition. pm me if u wanna sign it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7636767809523740188?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7636767809523740188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7636767809523740188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7636767809523740188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7636767809523740188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/11/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5264855255487449890</id><published>2008-10-31T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:17:41.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge me'/><title type='text'>october 31 2008</title><content type='html'>my friends and i went for a soccer match on Thursday. We met at 9.45 and went to the basketball court for a game. That day generally was good, other than a few common injuries here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if you all still remember who ervin is. From what i know, he is in the same class as my fren. and as usual, they will talk. My fren told me when i saw him that ervin made some dota comments, and i laughed about it. then he said that ervin was fustrated with my playing style (ks), at first i laugh it off, then when he kept irritating me, i wanted to prove him wrong and called ervin. (As a friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called ervin and talked to him. then i asked him how he could anyhow " bomb", then anyhow talk, all for the matter of embarrassing my friend. little did i know that ervin took it so seriously and strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes after he put down the phone, i recieved a call.&lt;br /&gt;this male sounded like every other male.&lt;br /&gt;then he asked me whether i would like to go out for dota someday, at first i thought he was ervin, then when i asked who he was, he said he was my mother. (1), then he said that i was xia lan, lao lan. i mean, a complete stranger who insults you like this? i probe further and he said that he played with me dota before in garena.&lt;br /&gt;i asked him how he got my number and he told me he anyhow pressed (2) then i asked him who he was again, he said he was my MoThEr again. then he asked me to better slim down and to be careful in school. this really pissed me off. what did he think i am? still a kid to be scared by these threats. I asked for his number and he told me to find it in the yellow pages.(3) then i asked him again for his number and told him that the next person who calls would not be me but the police. that chicken put down the phone.(4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 4 points really showed me something. People this days still cannot grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerly say this. If you are not happy with me, tell me. IF NORMAL HUMAN WORDS CANNOT RESOLVE THE PROBLEM, I'LL GLADLY TAKE U 1 ON 1. COME BE A MAN, AND IF THE PERSON IS READING THIS, I AM GLENN. YOU WAN MY CLASS, ASK ERVIN. WE MEET SOMEDAY AND I WILL GLADLY TELL U THE BENEFITS OF BEING FAT. Sure u can bring ure friends down, then dun blame me for playing cheat by calling some people you actors really hate. their number is simple, 3 numbers. wonder if u are smart enuf to guess what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push an animal to it wit's end and even the gentlest creature will bite back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5264855255487449890?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5264855255487449890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5264855255487449890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5264855255487449890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5264855255487449890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-31-2008.html' title='october 31 2008'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3334301264572785394</id><published>2008-10-20T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:25:11.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noignjerognoignogi'/><title type='text'>eghbhi</title><content type='html'>lnkjbnoebponberijeorb ierjn kjnoernih&lt;br /&gt;bong forced me to spam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3334301264572785394?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3334301264572785394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3334301264572785394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3334301264572785394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3334301264572785394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/10/eghbhi.html' title='eghbhi'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1987415227589991906</id><published>2008-10-16T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:12:48.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='setback'/><title type='text'>setbacks</title><content type='html'>My first set back of this new life came today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, let me explain my situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first recieved my results, i was disappointed to see that i've failed 2 subjects. stats and microE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed but not shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind race for a solution. i could not let my dad know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was settled. i would go for the supplementary papers, pass it and treat it as a D. after all. my first main objective is to pass all my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day for the exams came soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the right excuse, i went for the exams. everything was settling in nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came one day when i was out with a friend. winnie lie called me to ask me to register for one of my modules. i was shock again. Did i fail my supp paper?&lt;br /&gt;we were gaming at that time and i immediately logged into the nyp student portal to view my results. i had to retake my stats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worried to hell, i russhed to nyp. after some talking with the councellor, i went to plan my time table. As if god wishes, i was extremly lucky to have found a time slot that slots perfectly into my time table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that set my mind at ease. so instead of 6 subjects, i had 7. -fine. i thought to myself. i'll work hard and score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school started. i went for my class and stuffs. with my mind set on scoring gpa 4. i vowed to cut down my dota, and refrain from bringing my laptop to school so as to not distract me. After all, i would go to my mum's office after school and if i have my lap top with me, i would 98% of the time play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday passed.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday passed&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, thursday night. My mum told me that my dad knows about my results. i was like Huh? how can it be. she told me the school sent a letter to my home. to warn my parents about the consequences that i would face if i fail to pass my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was planned perfectly for me. the excuses, the time table, and now i'm brutally destroyed by a letter. My dad's out on a cruise for a night. till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost faith. i'm at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1987415227589991906?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1987415227589991906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1987415227589991906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1987415227589991906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1987415227589991906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;hope to get stats over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had POA lec.. it was ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Stats TUT.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols the teacher is a gentle old guy with a soft voice. he speaks w/o stopping.. even if the class is blaring out loud. i could only hope the following 5mths with him would be ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys Guys(gals too) please please update ure BlOG.. add some tagbox for me to say hi lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is a song by west life.. nice song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heart Without A Home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I love to watch you&lt;br /&gt;You're like candy to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like a movie that you've seen&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta watch just one more time&lt;br /&gt;But that smile you're wearing&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful disguise&lt;br /&gt;It's just something you put on to hide the emptiness inside&lt;br /&gt;And you seem so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have to anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If you're a heart without a home&lt;br /&gt;Rebel without a cause&lt;br /&gt;If you feel as though&lt;br /&gt;You're always stranded on the shore&lt;br /&gt;Like a thief in the night&lt;br /&gt;Let me steal your heart away&lt;br /&gt;Baby if for reasons, what you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a new sensation&lt;br /&gt;One you never had before&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling if I gave you some&lt;br /&gt;You'd probably want some more&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Baby&lt;br /&gt;You're the bluebird in my sky&lt;br /&gt;I only wanna make you happy cause&lt;br /&gt;I love to see you fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours, I'll be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the raft in the tide&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the truth in the light&lt;br /&gt;And what's more&lt;br /&gt;When no one opens the door&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the hope that you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, i'll be trying to study hard(zack tks for doubting me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) love ya all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captured into a solitude scene, with the picture depicting what i could only wish for--- and thats You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4559289215788292680?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4559289215788292680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4559289215788292680' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school&apos;s tomorrow'/><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>Tmr's school.. class starts at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna work hard le.. cannot afford anymore slip ups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really damn fun on saturday. Danced like there's no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read alot of people's blog today. just to see how they've been doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya all at school then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8137370504041235565?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8137370504041235565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8137370504041235565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8137370504041235565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8137370504041235565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/10/post.html' title='post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4384161552281715276</id><published>2008-10-08T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:52:00.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diff'/><title type='text'>new post</title><content type='html'>Gota take stats again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different timetable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is today where we seperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish u all bm0812 luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;a href="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/tictacscare.swf"&gt;PLay Tic Tat Toe wif pro computer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4384161552281715276?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4384161552281715276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4384161552281715276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4384161552281715276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4384161552281715276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-post.html' title='new post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3037670099033668756</id><published>2008-10-01T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:21:56.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post All Or Nothing'/><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Yoz.. school starting soon. looking forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this post i'll update with a song by westlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All or Nothing.(there's the o-town version)&lt;br /&gt;I know when he's been on your mind &lt;br /&gt;That distant look is in your eye &lt;br /&gt;I thought with time you'd realize &lt;br /&gt;It's over over &lt;br /&gt;It's not the way I choose to live &lt;br /&gt;And something somewhere's got to give &lt;br /&gt;As sharing this relationship gets older older &lt;br /&gt;You know I'd fight for you &lt;br /&gt;But how I can fight someone who isn't even there &lt;br /&gt;I've had the rest of you now I want the best of you &lt;br /&gt;I dont care if that's not fair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Cause I want it all &lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;There's no where left to fall &lt;br /&gt;When you reach the bottom it's now or never &lt;br /&gt;Is it all &lt;br /&gt;Or are we just friends &lt;br /&gt;Is this how it ends &lt;br /&gt;With a simple telephone call &lt;br /&gt;You leave me here with nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times it seems to me &lt;br /&gt;I'm sharing you with memories &lt;br /&gt;I feel it in my heart &lt;br /&gt;But I dont show it show it &lt;br /&gt;And then there's times you look at me &lt;br /&gt;As though I'm all that you can see &lt;br /&gt;Those times I don't believe it's right &lt;br /&gt;I know know it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't me make me promises &lt;br /&gt;Baby you never did know how to keep them well &lt;br /&gt;I've had the rest of you &lt;br /&gt;Now I want the best of you &lt;br /&gt;It's time for show and tell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I &lt;br /&gt;Could lose it all if you've got no more room &lt;br /&gt;No room inside for me in your life &lt;br /&gt;Cause I want it all &lt;br /&gt;Or nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;There's no where left to fall &lt;br /&gt;It's now or never .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lyrics by http://www.lyrics007.com/O-Town%20Lyrics/All%20Or%20Nothing%20Lyrics.html)&lt;br /&gt;not mine.. theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all.. i wish u all a very good time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3037670099033668756?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3037670099033668756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3037670099033668756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3037670099033668756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3037670099033668756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3224026837675292875</id><published>2008-09-22T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T07:52:20.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>long</title><content type='html'>So long. 22- 3 = 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 days. many things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recent stuffs seem depressing enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched a show yesterday. Actually, i've been watching many past movies recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most memorable one so far, is yesterday's secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, jay chou did not appeal to me at first. Then i started listening to his songs, and now i ended with his first show. Secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast. i fell deeply emotional with it. The music is great, the story line is wonderful. Full of mysteries, full of twists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Follow the notes upon the journey&lt;br /&gt;At first sight marks one's destiny&lt;br /&gt;Once the voyage comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;Return lies within hasty keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An abundance of affection waiting to be showered. a series of commitment ready to be given. And for that one chance my friend, and lets us journey to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free. Feel free to call me. lets us journey upon this poetic days, where one another share their creations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag me =)&lt;br /&gt;missing u all&lt;br /&gt;glennong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3224026837675292875?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3224026837675292875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3224026837675292875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3224026837675292875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3224026837675292875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/09/long.html' title='long'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5906691970737106208</id><published>2008-09-03T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:38:33.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>i miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my ex-friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my future friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/09/08 coming. swee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a void inside my heart. space.. vaccum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results in 1/2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then its dota maple and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5906691970737106208?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5906691970737106208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5906691970737106208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5906691970737106208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5906691970737106208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/09/post.html' title='post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8453092520644846047</id><published>2008-08-27T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:58:57.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>Ok. so bored i turned to making videos. here's a nice little dota pudgy video by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/54b2jJWviSM"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/54b2jJWviSM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes this few days is ok.. going back school this fri. looking forward to it. results coming. Sianz.. lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8453092520644846047?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8453092520644846047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8453092520644846047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8453092520644846047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8453092520644846047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/08/post_27.html' title='post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-6408002248091514164</id><published>2008-08-22T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:31:45.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>exams are over. my torture starts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad just screamed at me. he says "you cannot keep staying in your room and play your computer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand.. sometimes i even wonder if he knows when my birthday is, or whether how old i am this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed. still looking for a caring one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really dislike myself too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people are just so unreasonable. they will never cherish the things you do. until one day, you stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think. if i were to leave the world now, how many people would remember me, would my parents remember me as glenn is my son. or glenn is just another son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would my friends remember me as glenn is a friend. or glenn is that friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would my relatives remember me as glenn is a relative, or glenn is just that relative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many people in life want recognition. we all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been living in a world of no-recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never really know how to appreciate a compliment. For the simple reason, i was frequently deprived of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its not that i do not want to participate in other activities. i just can't. if you understand and know me. you will know i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people age, they do funny and childish stuffs. And no one has the right to stop them. cause they are the oldest. putting across the message why i dislike alot of old people. i cherish many, and dislike a reasonable amount too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, kids. over the years, my exposure to kids and children are almost every day. i've learn to accept them. until some kiddos spoiled my impression of kids. i used to think kids are innocent and mischevious, but good natured. until some kids make me think, kids are just kids. they argue for the sake of arguing, and deny any wrong doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need some time to sort out my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending here:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Start afresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-6408002248091514164?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/6408002248091514164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=6408002248091514164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/6408002248091514164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/6408002248091514164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/08/post_22.html' title='post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8544574266401715531</id><published>2008-08-21T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:43:44.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Post</title><content type='html'>I have returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Principals Of Management (dead) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Accounting For assets(dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was MicroEconomics(dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Statistics (dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams. exams.. so so so fustrated with it. i guess we could just live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how were your papers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently been dota-ing.&lt;br /&gt;learning how to strategise&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's last paper. 1 week break. results. 1mth break(depending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll end with a song by simple plan ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  I fall asleep by the telephone.&lt;br /&gt;It's two o'clock and I'm waiting up alone.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, where have you been? (where have you been)&lt;br /&gt;I found a note with another name.&lt;br /&gt;You blow a kiss but it just don't feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;Cauz I can feel that you're gone. (feel that you're gone)&lt;br /&gt;I can't bite my tongue forever, while you try to play it cool.&lt;br /&gt;You can hide behind your stories, but don't take me for a fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it!)&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it!)&lt;br /&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Your love is just a lie! (Lie! Lie!)&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but a lie! (Lie! Lie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so innocent,&lt;br /&gt;But the guilt in your voice gives you away.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you know what I mean (know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel when you kiss when you know that I trust you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you think about me when he f**ks you?&lt;br /&gt;[ Your Love Is A Lie lyrics from http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/ ]&lt;br /&gt;Could you be more obscene? (be more obscene)&lt;br /&gt;So don't try to say you're sorry, or try to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;And don't waste your breath because it's too late, it's too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it!)&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it!)&lt;br /&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Your love is just a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing but a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it!)&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it!)&lt;br /&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want, but I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Your love is just a lie!&lt;br /&gt;I know, you're nothing but a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing but a a lie! (Lie!) Lie! (Lie!)&lt;br /&gt;Your love is just a lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/s/simple_plan/your_love_is_a_lie/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your Love Is A Lie&lt;/a&gt; (Simple Plan) [ song by simple plan. lyrics by simple plan]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8544574266401715531?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8544574266401715531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8544574266401715531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8544574266401715531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8544574266401715531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/08/post_21.html' title='Post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7075553504539101752</id><published>2008-08-14T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T05:44:08.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood Rings'/><title type='text'>Mood rings</title><content type='html'>Emoing is ok/fun. as long as you do not affect too much people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relient K rox. an introduction by my cousin when we were in chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mood Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    we all know the girls that i am talking about&lt;br /&gt;well they are time bombs and they are ticking&lt;br /&gt;and the only question's when they'll blow up&lt;br /&gt;and they'll blow up;  we know that without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;cause they're those girls, yeah you know those girls that let their emotions get the best of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man&lt;br /&gt;let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings&lt;br /&gt;so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off&lt;br /&gt;cause we'll know just what they're thinking&lt;br /&gt;cause what they're thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way&lt;br /&gt;her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day&lt;br /&gt;she said to me that she's so happy it's depressing&lt;br /&gt;and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it's drama you want then look no further&lt;br /&gt;they're like the real world meets boy meets world meets days of our lives&lt;br /&gt;and it just kills me how they get away with murder&lt;br /&gt;they'll anger you then bat their eyes;  those pretty eyes that watch you sympathize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man&lt;br /&gt;let's get emotional girls to all wear mood rings&lt;br /&gt;so we'll be tipped off to when they're ticked off&lt;br /&gt;cause we'll know just what they're thinking&lt;br /&gt;cause what they're thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so pretty but she but doesn't always act that way&lt;br /&gt;her mood's out swinging on the swing set almost every day&lt;br /&gt;she said to me that she's so stressed out that it's soothing&lt;br /&gt;and all i said was "someone get that girl a mood ring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when it's black (it) means watch your back because you're probably&lt;br /&gt;the last person in the world right now she wants to see&lt;br /&gt;and when it's blue it means that you should call her up immediately&lt;br /&gt;and ask her out because she'll most likely agree&lt;br /&gt;and when it's green it simply means that she is really stressed&lt;br /&gt;and when it's clear it means she's completely emotionless (and that's all right i must confess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know the girls that i am talking about&lt;br /&gt;she liked you wednesday but now it's friday and she has to wash her hair&lt;br /&gt;and it just figures that we'll never figure them out&lt;br /&gt;first she's jekyll and then she's hyde....at least she makes a lovely pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood ring oh mood ring&lt;br /&gt;oh tell me will you bring&lt;br /&gt;the key to unlock this mystery&lt;br /&gt;of girls and their emotions&lt;br /&gt;play it back in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;so i may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Tomorrow are the Exams. Studied everything today. Relying on my common sense to Ace me tomorrow.  Good luck my friends. walk that step with me. lets ace this damn thing.( Minimum pass i hope.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7075553504539101752?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7075553504539101752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7075553504539101752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7075553504539101752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7075553504539101752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/08/mood-rings.html' title='Mood rings'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8557054765974355896</id><published>2008-08-13T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:48:33.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mad'/><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>Back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to shutdown the server le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chalet from sat to mon.(enjoyed it lotss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday slack.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday slack&lt;br /&gt;wed(today) slack.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday( POM!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why.. i feel very weird lately.. like easily angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel fustrated. very very fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming. everyone work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class gonna split next year. damn..( wanted to swear but made a promise never to swear in a blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i thinking so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gota be optimistic. gonna study hard for pom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be free for a mth. and that time. i want to share it with everyone.(wth am i talking?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going mad. will post my symptoms soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;Mad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8557054765974355896?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-2534591736623521761</id><published>2008-08-05T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T07:28:07.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed StressedStressedStressed Stressed Stressed Stressed Stressed&lt;br /&gt;spamming helps relive stress. screaming too STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS&lt;br /&gt;STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok feel good le.. haha server is haiz.. its ok but i really dunno how to make it better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-2534591736623521761?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/2534591736623521761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=2534591736623521761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2534591736623521761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2534591736623521761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/08/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8958853769536481077</id><published>2008-08-04T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T09:23:11.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th august 2008'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>OK. SORRY CHRISSY DUDE.. Just dun have the motivation and the flame to. haha PUSH ME MORE OFTEN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the newest of the oldest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz exams coming le.. must study.. hmm life so far's been great.. alot of slacking too.. i think now study also not too late.. Some times i really wonder. friends these days are a really unique ones. we got people who get angry when they are in the wrong. and those who do not get angry even if they are right. lols.. No special refrences. just a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OrganizationMs is ok.. progressing slowly too. just dun have the right 'mind' to go fix those stuffs.. guess u needa flame to really continue hosting a server huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a little stress. I've to admit that i am very soft-hearted. cried when i read ugly ducking -_-. serious. when i was young. maybe that is why i sometimes get taken advantage of. and that really suxs.. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter. i'm looking forward to this saturday. CHALET!!! lols. and a good chance to meet some of my cousins.. lols so long never see them le. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats about all though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;SWEE HO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8958853769536481077?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8958853769536481077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8958853769536481077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8958853769536481077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8958853769536481077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-918889222618178391</id><published>2008-07-31T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:47:33.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31/7'/><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>Went to school at 9.40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols they had the effective com presentation. All were in fact NoT Bad. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols though eugene was kinda kelian.. services so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm dunno whats with the dc problem with the server.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart too soft le.. people starting to abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-918889222618178391?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/918889222618178391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=918889222618178391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/918889222618178391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/918889222618178391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/post.html' title='post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8905635210543765357</id><published>2008-07-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:49:17.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MA N MAN LAI'/><title type='text'>ADD ONS</title><content type='html'>WAIT URE NAME NOT IN PREVIOUS POST DOSEN"T MEAN I FORGET U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL ADD.. MAN MAN LAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8905635210543765357?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8905635210543765357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8905635210543765357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8905635210543765357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8905635210543765357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/add-ons.html' title='ADD ONS'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7343940856620353782</id><published>2008-07-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:47:06.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WOOTS'/><title type='text'>Postie.. 25th</title><content type='html'>OK i PROMISE I"LL POST 1 PER DAY BE IT SHORT OR LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some recent info.. I MANAGED TO SOLVE THE DAMN RUBIX CUBE WITH THE WONDERFUL HELP FROM MY DEAR IAN AN EUGENE AKA BONG!!! WAN SUI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols and another personal achivement. i managaed to create my own maple private server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know more go to organizationms.blogspot.com hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recieved my deadly stats paper 2.. i had 21/40.. LOL passed!! by 1.. previous test i failed by  mark.. haha now pu hui qu. haha.. Swt now left WEB IT.. must do hard for the project.. first aim.. NO.OF.FAIL = ZERO.. (aim no 1)&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. recently i fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have chris ( there when u need him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zack (there when u need him)-- to eat for eg XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin(there when u need him)-push u to do ure hw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bong( there when u need him)- push u do dwt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lester (and for others, there when u need him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenglin (there when u need him) someone to dota with talk to a buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zheng he (there when u need him) His study aura presssurizes u to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gerald ( there when he need you XD) jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres just alll...... i promise will be back with a shortie update tmr Chaows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong SWEE HO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7343940856620353782?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7343940856620353782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7343940856620353782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7343940856620353782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7343940856620353782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/postie-25th.html' title='Postie.. 25th'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-780588879264706093</id><published>2008-07-15T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T06:45:22.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad'/><title type='text'>i was a bad boy</title><content type='html'>i was a bad boy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back, i think i've said some thing that should not have been said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And For that, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a little incident which i'm not gonna post cause i forgottened about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i could remember was that, i was angry, and i said/wrote some things w/o thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No argument is right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its was the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have passed it off as a joke. But my the events that led to it made it impossible. It clouded my mind. However wats done is done. what could have been done have been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-780588879264706093?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/780588879264706093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=780588879264706093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/780588879264706093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/780588879264706093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-was-bad-boy.html' title='i was a bad boy'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4893474915706001291</id><published>2008-07-14T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:43:45.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Monday's post.</title><content type='html'>Today was a fun day. Today was a very fun day. Today was a very very fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had POM ica presentation. haha.. cynthie and Ervin were not here today. cyn was sick (get well soon k) and ervin's uncle had passed away(i offer my greatest condolence). So lessis charmaine and i had to come up with a skit, just to try and pass that 15mins of doom away. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll not elaborate on what happened. Just that we had fun doing the first part of the Skit. Almost everything was on-the-spot-think-and-act. hahas.. looking forward to the next ica. this post's short cause i gonna go sleep le.. tired like hell lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch ya all later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERALD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn  ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ure words stung my ears. Ure looks stuned my eyes. Your voice made me cry, Ure fart made me faint&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4893474915706001291?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4893474915706001291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4893474915706001291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4893474915706001291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4893474915706001291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/mondays-post.html' title='Monday&apos;s post.'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5125833366729660662</id><published>2008-07-13T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:19:40.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updated ^^'/><title type='text'>Hahas</title><content type='html'>Woops.. Seem like eternity since my last post. I guess i've have to do what i've to do. POST XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some updates, recently, i felt that this never-ending timetable is like so. so. so. so. boring.&lt;br /&gt;I guess my perfect life, my desired life, my greatest wish would come when one day i would be freed from all sorts of timetable.(wonder if that's possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess life's like this huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am pounding hard on my laptop, not knowing what i should post about this time. Lets just keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood- okok&lt;br /&gt;Happiness-okok&lt;br /&gt;Fustration-okok&lt;br /&gt;Stress-okok&lt;br /&gt;feelings-okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm not bad. after a simple short survey, i guess i'm feeling not bad after all XD.. u all should try this simple and short survey. It works miracle. and if u have any negative feelings, think about it. reflect about it. ponder why. then lastly, Find a Solution.... Makes one feel better though. XD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on NoxStory, became Bowmaster 6 times reborned into Night Lord, Regretted, Reborned into Bowmaster again, this is the 2nd time i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i guess i'll just end here. hope to post again SoOn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. A woman can win a beauty pagent, because in many eyes, she has beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5125833366729660662?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5125833366729660662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5125833366729660662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5125833366729660662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5125833366729660662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahas.html' title='Hahas'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1611847186222941893</id><published>2008-07-01T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:05:26.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fond Memories'/><title type='text'>Just some updates</title><content type='html'>Here i am sitting in class wondering what to do during Ms sandrat's lesson. Decided to Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had been torrential. One moment I was Down, The other moment i as up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of flashes flashed past my mind recently. The most prominent being the one when i met my class for the 2nd day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could still remember vivdly the 2nd day of orientation. I was with my new friends. We were asked to wear shorts, shirts for the water activities. The first activity up was the water balloon. We had 30 water balloons, and numerous amount of soft-drink cans. Our mission for the first part was to guard the cans with that limited amount of balloon. We had to stradegised for the current battle.  We had to prove ourselves as worthy freshman. With a 3rd year brain behind us, and  Many innovative ideas, we were successful in delaying their mission of picking up all the cans. Then, it was our turn. We adopted the Send 1 there to die and 2 pick stradegy to try and confuse  them. Our plan worked to perfection. Sweet success. Then it was the ping pong picking with ure dang mouth. The plan was to forced as many BALLS into your mouth as possible. then Sprint to the  Dangish container and spit the Balls out with the gluey saliva. zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, each of us went home feeling victorious. We had great teamwork. I those of you who had been there that day would automatically channel to that particular time when we forced soloman to get wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~If you are doing marginal products where Do u label? blah blah.. You must draw like this. then like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You must cut at the minimal point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack: by plotting the points, zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack nevermind zz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sl: ATC AVC Minimal point blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.. that was a short interruption by a small convo between Ms Sandrat lee and zack. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw NoxStory was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was formally a Bishop, reborned into a Dark knight, then Marksman, then Shadower, Then Paladin, Then Hero, Then Hermit. Hahas with a little help from GmJustin--Kira..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i better listen. She is Questioning Mei Xiu then Shiling. Same table. Gonna be me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catcha yaow soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong(Boss)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1611847186222941893?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1611847186222941893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1611847186222941893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1611847186222941893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1611847186222941893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-some-updates.html' title='Just some updates'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8080008760464257895</id><published>2008-06-27T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T05:32:40.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XD'/><title type='text'>Don;t click here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/nickver2/dontclick.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DONT CLICK HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8080008760464257895?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8080008760464257895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8080008760464257895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8080008760464257895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8080008760464257895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/06/dont-click-here.html' title='Don;t click here'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4970005257783170339</id><published>2008-06-21T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T04:42:09.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Words of Wisdom.'/><title type='text'>after so long</title><content type='html'>After so long. I am gonna post again. Sorry for the 17 days delay. was preoccupied with maple private server. haha. NOX ROX. just recently. i've been through a  messy piece of emotion again. Tks to Xiaoh3i. i think i'm back again. This was wat she wrote. though it must have been taken from somewhere because i see part of this in my friends msn nicks XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.&lt;br /&gt; Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love isn't a game, why are there so many players?&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.&lt;br /&gt;You can only go as far as you push!&lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the past hold you back, you're missing the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while you might miss it.&lt;br /&gt;A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have.&lt;br /&gt;Some people make the world special by just being in it.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends are the siblings God forgot to give us. When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friendship never ends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are forever.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like stars....you don't always see them, but you know they are always there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't frown, you never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end.&lt;br /&gt;Most people walk in and out of your life, but only friends leave footprints in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u love something...let it go.&lt;br /&gt;If it comes back to you its yours....&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't then it never was.&lt;br /&gt;A kiss is just a kiss until u find the one you love. A hug is just a hug&gt;until its from the one ur thinking of. A dream is just a dream until u make it come tru. LOVE is just a word until its proven 2 u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of a sister&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of four years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother&lt;br /&gt;who has given birth to&lt;br /&gt;A premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has survived an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;br /&gt;you can share it with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;br /&gt;Lose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Meaningful. Read and Let the meaning flow to your head. Kudos. chaows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4970005257783170339?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4970005257783170339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4970005257783170339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4970005257783170339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4970005257783170339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-so-long.html' title='after so long'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-2589148986018217226</id><published>2008-06-03T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:13:16.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some updates'/><title type='text'>17th post</title><content type='html'>haha after soon long. finally i am posting again le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some updated news. last week was a busy busy ica week. this week, there is microecons tomorrow. And lessie asked me to go gym with him after tmr's ica XD. hope dun last minute pang seh lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw some updated news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ica results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afa= 24/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effective coms= 41.5/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stats= 0/0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web it= dunno 60+ i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microecons= Wed xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. was playing cabal and dota these few days. Seldom maple cause stupid avg detect my private server links as TROGENS. then my com recently taking quite long to load. wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. just been accepted into a warcraft clan. the name's(  &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ZlxN.FrosT&lt;/span&gt; ) so if anyone playing online. can add me de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's fun.. saw more hot girls. I think i just escaped the first obstacle.. Gota study for the next ica le. Stats. Econs. EC, Pom Afa. WO LAI LE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-2589148986018217226?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/2589148986018217226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=2589148986018217226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2589148986018217226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2589148986018217226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/06/17th-post.html' title='17th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8272348918484343853</id><published>2008-05-28T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:56:19.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>16.5 post</title><content type='html'>haha this is not really a post. just some photos for viewing fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYcrJ-4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TylpCDAlxUI/s1600-h/Picture0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYcrJ-4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TylpCDAlxUI/s320/Picture0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205627226603256706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and lester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYcrJ-5I/AAAAAAAAACA/08qxETKSaGs/s1600-h/maple+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYcrJ-5I/AAAAAAAAACA/08qxETKSaGs/s320/maple+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205627226603256722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me fighting mush mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYsrJ-6I/AAAAAAAAACI/RcCbF9QX7-A/s1600-h/ultra+big+roshan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYsrJ-6I/AAAAAAAAACI/RcCbF9QX7-A/s320/ultra+big+roshan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205627230898224034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ultra big roshan.lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYsrJ-7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/6GJLbY09AO8/s1600-h/Picture0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYsrJ-7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/6GJLbY09AO8/s320/Picture0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205627230898224050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;crappy pic of me and lester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4Z3crJ-3I/AAAAAAAAABw/D02V4ZCdQ3I/s1600-h/Picture0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4Z3crJ-3I/AAAAAAAAABw/D02V4ZCdQ3I/s320/Picture0097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205626659667573618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ian man and i on thursday 29/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thats just all so far. will post soon and maybe some pics soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8272348918484343853?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8272348918484343853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8272348918484343853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8272348918484343853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8272348918484343853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/165-post.html' title='16.5 post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SD4aYcrJ-4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TylpCDAlxUI/s72-c/Picture0096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-3251024885579099582</id><published>2008-05-27T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:48:26.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many many many things today'/><title type='text'>16th post</title><content type='html'>Hahas. half way through Pom Revision. kk relax abit. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are numerous things i wanna post terday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Today is tuesday le. We had stats ica yesterday. if i not wrong, whole class past except me and gerald. we both got 0. LOls. actually we did it on hard copy, so it was not recorded a that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple private server is back again. hahas i lvl 86 le. Dragon knight. i'm taking my time to play. cause gota wait for my Ian, Sheng ling and co too. Ian promised that he would play after ica. I"M WAITING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. thought of some thing super random today. People's names and sir names. k i know its not right to disturb people's names. but Dun get angry for this once K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i start with meself.&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Ong Swee Ho.&lt;br /&gt;swee ho sounds like water bottle in chinese.(that explains why me ex-classmates call me water bottle)&lt;br /&gt;Ong. we have Ong lai(pineapple) er.. ong dunno what le lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k next me bestie buddy, Lester.(pai seh). hahas.. lester says that his friends used to add a Mo infront of his name. Lols..&lt;br /&gt;Tay Ping?(iced milk tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. we got our very own MMI lord. hahas gerald.&lt;br /&gt;i can;t think of anything related to gerald. BUT&lt;br /&gt;See..--&gt; " sir name see. name what see&lt;br /&gt;               "                                   " saw&lt;br /&gt;               "                                    " chio bu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just joking... i was thinking bout disturbing u cause u constantly nagged me to update blog. Btw. special thanks to Jing Jing for lending me her portable modem, explaining my mapling in school lols.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days were ultra weird. Hahas. Me n Lessie were like repeling each other. I mean, he hears what i says wrongly and i hear what he says wrongly lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. this few days have been resonably good. Afa coming on this thursday and Econs(OMG) next wed. there are so many icas this few days. So people, rest well study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the last thing. i wonder is it me or do i feel that i am starting to like her? i mean, when i like this person, i'll be damn shy to talk to her, so that explains why i maybe rarely talk to her -_-. But i'm trying. lols.. was reading teenage, 10 points whether your crush is worth going for. hahas, got the middle score--&gt; go for it. hahas but too bad they did not specify that " go for it except glenn" ... cause thats what i;m thinking already. But no matter. I wanna gratz ger on soon to getting his gal. Hahas.. At the same time, i oso wanna Pressure everyone to give everyone pressure to study. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i gonna stop here. continuing 2nd part of POM revision. Chaows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should i or should i not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-3251024885579099582?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/3251024885579099582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=3251024885579099582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3251024885579099582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/3251024885579099582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/16th-post.html' title='16th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5032071129096051523</id><published>2008-05-25T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:59:45.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='razor. manu won i lost archuleta lost'/><title type='text'>15th post</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps. back for the 15th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding previous post, i promised results and i will give results.&lt;br /&gt;Man u 1 -1 Chelsea (Man u 6 - 5 Chelsea)pks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lester team 0 - 1 Priya's team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta 0 - 1 David Cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the results. We had a mini dota session on friday morning. Looking forward to the next one maybe on Mon?? any one interested other that studying. Speaking of studying, ICAs this week and next. Pressure is mounting le. lols... Terrific news on friday. Firstly, junxian introduced me to a maple private server. for me, it was lvl 62 in 10 hrs. too bad server is down now. so sad. i was dced but my char was not. weird but true. Btw. I GOT A RAZOR MOUSE.(death adder) so cool.. my dad's godson-My god bro, use to come my area to visit my parents frequently, then on friday i was dotaing ai, then we were like talking about the razor mouse. he asked me what type i wanted to buy and tada, the next moment(2 hrs exactly) he asked me to meet in the coffee shop near my house and he passed me that. A DEATH ADDER, with a red alert 3 expansion pact -Kane's wrath which i cannot play without tibarian sun. lols.. OMg the death adder is so damn cool.. looking forward to dotaing with my friends with my new weapon. lols. No more jealousing of bong!! LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. today at 10.30, remember to watch van helsing. i've watched it before and i am looking forward to watching it again.kk i see u all soon. CHaOw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5032071129096051523?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5032071129096051523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5032071129096051523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5032071129096051523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5032071129096051523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/15th-post.html' title='15th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-7447962624765066849</id><published>2008-05-21T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T07:33:13.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excitment woot Lester(still love ya)'/><title type='text'>14th post</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps..&lt;br /&gt;OMg today's post is gonna be damn short. Too excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st) Thurday got debate. Lester(leader) cynthia, Bong and me. VS Harpriya(leader),Filzah, Charmaine and Ian. OMg.. so exciting.. will update the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd)Wednesday is American idol between David Cook and David Archuleta. OMG wonder FUL WONDER FUL. NICE NICE NICE.. Wed is performance, Thursday is results. Personally i am rooting for Archuleta. Cause his just 17, he is cute(lols) he SINGS DAMN FREAKING GOOD. but cook is also good.-- Rocker.. lols.. OMg omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd) ThIRD BLOCKBLUSTER OF MID WEEK. MAN UTD(WOOT) vs CHELSEA. ANOTHER SONG SONG MATCH.. HOPE MAN UTD cAN WIN. omg omg.. i am so excited at the amount of excitement ahead.. every one. JOIN IN THE EXCITMENT !! WOOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. today was wednesday where we had to meet for the It/Web report and the Debate preparation. We planned to meet at 5.30 for the discussion but lester was not there. Actually i was very disappointed and a little pissed with lester cause he did not even drop a call or sms to say where he was. But however, after calling him, i realised that it was bi bu de yi. and for that, he is forgiven lols..Hey. we are not called blood bros for nothing you know!!lols.. btw.. i just realised today that MR IANMAN is Talkative, humurous and a very cute friend lols.. hahs. btw i am so excited now.. i'll update for the 15th post soon.. with all the results.. CHAOWS PEOPLE. LOVE ALL OF U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Battles are not won by being a coward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-7447962624765066849?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/7447962624765066849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=7447962624765066849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7447962624765066849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/7447962624765066849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/14th-post.html' title='14th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-1332877674219332973</id><published>2008-05-19T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:21:21.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P-O-V'/><title type='text'>13th post</title><content type='html'>Lols.. bac for the 13th time.. Haha once again.. THANKS GERALD for the continuous pressure for me to post. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point-of-view. Its really an important topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have our own point of views to a certain thing. Mum and i were talking. She said that she read a comprehension about this. 1st eg. Who do you think is happier? a person working in a Cargo ship or a person working in the Cruise ship. As a matter of fact, there are 2 different perspectives one can look at this. First, the cargo guy will feel happier. Why? cause in a cargo ship, the people around them are their equals, in a way or another. and the guy working in a cruise ship would not feel as happy because of the people surrounding him at all times. Imagine rich and waiter and you get what i mean. HOWEVER, the 2nd point of view is that the one working in a cruise ship will be happier. For an example he or she gets to meet rich people, or maybe even someone famous, however the guy at the cargo ship faces the same old boxes for his entire time. so its all a matter of perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the usual stuff. How do u look at a glass filled to the half with water? Half-empty or half full??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here, we go our Mr Optimistic and Our Mr Pessimist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 are real big words. It dosen't matter what people say, its how u feel and what you say. Though this is much easier said than done, i mean. I may think that this girl is pretty, or that song i nice. however another may say that that girl is ~okok~ or that song is old-fashioned. So yea i mean. It would be great if a group of people share same opinions. HOWEVER it dosen't mean its bad if they don't. Friends now, friends ForEvEr. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, just POV for today. cya ppl next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrish what you have know than regret later&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-1332877674219332973?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/1332877674219332973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=1332877674219332973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1332877674219332973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/1332877674219332973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/13th-post.html' title='13th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5972551543190606190</id><published>2008-05-17T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T05:07:58.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badminton champions. Poledancing(little) fun'/><title type='text'>12th post</title><content type='html'>Yoz peeps.. lols after much slacking. i am gonna write my 12th post le.. first of all. Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pom lec and web it on fri.. it was do damn dun doing html. lols.. Eugene is quite good too. hahs. n lester had this webpage to commerate Alvin. Haha hilarious pole dancing.. so crappy too. hahas.. after that we went to the sports hall for some badmintion. I met up with My jie(sweeho.. we 2 kinda swap names) and introduced her to my class. she kept saying that bm people are the most friendly de.. and i couldn;t agree more.. OMg if u had been there that day, u could only imagine that the proest badmintoneer's(own word) in our class are Sheng ling and Ian. OMg.. and that kuku ian keep making me run and apologise.. that way, he indirectly helps me lose weight and still can escape the "swearings" lols.. If Ian and sheng lin were to pair. i think we all gg le.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not online on friday and didn;t blog cause my friend(dad's god son) came over to my house to stay.. lols we dotaed whole night and due to his giving way to me.. i won him a few matches.. though overall i think i did not lose any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had saturday, which is today.. i just realised that monday is gonna to be a public holiday. Haiz.. i wanna go school in fact.. lols.. i did not style my hair today.. just left it natural, hey kinda seem better.. lols.. Saturday, like all saturday, can be summarised in just a few words/sentences/phrases/liness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8.30&lt;br /&gt;Went work&lt;br /&gt;Came back&lt;br /&gt;BAth&lt;br /&gt;housework&lt;br /&gt;dota&lt;br /&gt;blog&lt;br /&gt;Portsmouth vs cardiff&lt;br /&gt;dota?&lt;br /&gt;sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. thats about it for saturday.. btw.. those who dunno what is vampirism. i recommend u all to give it a try. then in school we can play mass vampirism.. imagine.. Me, lessie, ger, chrissy,zack,eugene,ervin, we got 6 already le. + cyn, johannanananana, and a few more, cool we can have a full house vampirism.. that would be so so so cool lols.. seriously i cannot wait for school to come.. home is boring. espically when crappyily childish things happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how someone can use ure stuff till its little left or eat ure things till a little is left then just walk off pretending that nothing has happened.. some people just llike to take things for granted. and it suck big time. to me that is.. But i am forgiving. though i won;t forget. I'm just waiting for the right time to explode.. till then.. lols.. k i go mum mum le.. hungry sia.. so.. cya ppl soon.. miss me!!!.~lols~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signs, no matter how obvious they are, will forever be ignored by a pessimist like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5972551543190606190?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5972551543190606190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5972551543190606190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5972551543190606190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5972551543190606190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/12th-post.html' title='12th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4493224915332717334</id><published>2008-05-15T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:38:18.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ica 1 LESSIE'/><title type='text'>11th post</title><content type='html'>Yoz peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i'll start by thanking Gerald. If not for his constant nagging at me to update, i'll fallen so much short of the 11th post.. so Tks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (15/5/08) was our first Effective Oral Communication Ica(1).&lt;br /&gt;It was really, really, really, stressing and at the same time fun!&lt;br /&gt;We had to do a 3~4 mins speech about a topic which we could choose.&lt;br /&gt;Mine was on~ A milestone that seem bad but turned out to be good~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a brief summary. I talked about my retained. Talked about my Ex-classmates, Talked about the changes, Talked about my Feelings, Talked about what i have becomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of the my speech is to tell in a serious solemn tone about what i have past through before. So there was no 'happy' tone. l0ls to answer some of the qns that i was too serious or stuffs. lols.. lester told me that i was TOO DRAGGY!!! LOLS.. guess he was kinda rite. i mean.. He's one of the best thingss that ever happened to my life.. And 1 thing i Treasure about him the most is that NO MATTER WHAT. Be it disturbing him or stuffs, he will forever LAugh it off. That i can learn from him and that, I ADmire him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot topic for today was A memorable Vacation. Hey u lucky people really been real far huh. Lols.. i gota admit, THE WHOLE CLASS WAS GOOD! though some parts were funny/boring/sad/tired/shity/sexy , overall, i felt that everyone did fine. Even mrs hayma commented that we were good.&lt;br /&gt;~looking forward to the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better since yesterday. Guess its the partial councelling Ervin and lessie gave me.. Hey i gota admit. I think i gonna Make lessie my friend for life le, He is indepensible(I LIKE GIRLS, NOT GUYS lols).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. Like always.. i am looking forward to a wonderful 3 years with my friends and once again. I L0v3 u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dun blame a guy for something he never did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4493224915332717334?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4493224915332717334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4493224915332717334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4493224915332717334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4493224915332717334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/11th-post.html' title='11th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5849024973285750344</id><published>2008-05-14T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:37:39.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10th Post</title><content type='html'>hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm under lots of stress now. And many of it is just unnecessary stress from my dad. Out of the blue, he told me that he feels that i will screw up in my homework. He said that my attitude towards work suck. He says that he expects me to be more responsible but dosen;t see that me. i am really very tired. very stress. He questions why i go school early. He says he suspects its because of girls. i mean WTF. He relates everything to the influence to girls. He loves bring up the past. He loves condemning. Some times, i even wonder if i am worth anything. i feel so worthless. I feel so unconfident. I feel so very hurt. Sometimes its at this point of time when i really need a shoulder to cry on. Someone to comfort me. To understand me. but i have a phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime my life is peaceful, he will wreck havoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone just understand me?&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone just show me that like others, i too have feelings. And i get hurt damn easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just cried. Poured my emotions to my best friend. The one who has always(mostly) been there for me whenever i feel down.--- My mum. she told me not to take things so seriously. She told me to relax. She told me that my dad was afraid that i would repeat the same mistake. Honestly. I don;t think i would. But i don;t think he is ready for this answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only tears could fully express how i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while i let it drain itself, i'll think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope someone can help me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was prejudiced. Whenever something is wrong. It's my fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5849024973285750344?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5849024973285750344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5849024973285750344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5849024973285750344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5849024973285750344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/10th-post.html' title='10th Post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5027366086387489565</id><published>2008-05-12T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T06:21:16.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man utd HUAT'/><title type='text'>9th post</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps.. Lols.. back for my ninth post.. First of all MAN UTD ROX.. Gratz man utd for getting their 17th title. 10 since the barclays premier ship and for the 2nd successive season. Man utd player of the season for me. Wayne Rooney.. I just love this guy's Super Enthu.. Though Ronaldo just miss out for me.. jus by 0.0000001%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. man utd is really a pleasure to watch. So.. For those non soccer fans who wans/ haven decided/ ready to b a fan.. WATCH MAN UTD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again.. i would like to congrats man utd.. and wish them all the luck in the champions league final in moscow..~I WANNA GO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was real fun too.. we had our POM lesson.. hahas.. and Pool lesson -_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 5 weeks since i have known my present class. and i have never regretted for 1 moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its real fun being in a class of joy and open-mindness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. Seems like alot of people are getting sick at the moment huh... l0ls. so people reading this PLEASE drink more water these few days(erratic weather). Eat more vitamins, Veggies, Fruits and dededada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore a pink headband to school today.&lt;br /&gt;partly because of 3 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1) to act chio cause my identity is (jing shan) for a while&lt;br /&gt;2) to hold my hair up there&lt;br /&gt;3) trying to create a new fashion(jkjk)&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. gosh.. my mum says that i look like a gal. lols.. hahas.. espically after i coloured my hair.. lols.. and gary gor gor says that i look like a butch-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahassss.... btw.. we jus finished a hectic week last week.. sooo many presentations.. i wonder when the next wave would be.. but no matter what i am looking forward to it.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. i too miss my ex classmates.. sometimes i wonder if they are getting along well in life.. or still constantly missing me.. HAHAS.. its been a while since we really talked so long.. n like u guys.. i know that no matter what happens, we would sincerly wish all our ex classmates best in their endevoures and their studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for some gaming.. Anyone got any to intro? i tried to try maple private server.. so far.. its not working for me.. espically the patching part.. so yea. BORING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i tink i'll end here today.. See u all soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do think of you. Though i try not to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5027366086387489565?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5027366086387489565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5027366086387489565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5027366086387489565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5027366086387489565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/9th-post.html' title='9th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4696120377778922198</id><published>2008-05-10T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T10:01:06.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8th post (i think)</title><content type='html'>Ha so it is.. i am gonna compile fri, sat and sun all into 1.. First of all.. HAPPY MOTHER's DAY TO ALL MOTHERS, HOPE U ALL WILL FOREVER REMAIN BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha k lets start with friday. Omg friday was freakishly Cool.. All of 0812 WORE formal to school.. That was the first time we all had a same dress code.. ^^.. omg i'm loving formal wear.. haha i'm gonna post a few pictures jus to showcase, OUR 0812 beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXRfOQ6jlI/AAAAAAAAABY/eqcVW9bIMDk/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXRfOQ6jlI/AAAAAAAAABY/eqcVW9bIMDk/s320/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198791679204298322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.. LEssie.&lt;br /&gt;Nice hor.. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXSQuQ6jmI/AAAAAAAAABg/29KCV_2e26Q/s1600-h/CIMG5165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXSQuQ6jmI/AAAAAAAAABg/29KCV_2e26Q/s320/CIMG5165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198792529607822946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cyn, Fil and char .&lt;br /&gt;Me jus crept in to spoil =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXTUuQ6jnI/AAAAAAAAABo/srHxhmdPuq4/s1600-h/CIMG5166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXTUuQ6jnI/AAAAAAAAABo/srHxhmdPuq4/s320/CIMG5166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198793697838927474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;char and me&lt;br /&gt;(hey i look damn freakish =(  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haha jus some photos.. haha.. We had our presentation. and some late late late preperation for the presentation. Overall, i think we'll scrape through.. haha.. Omg 0812 reali rox man.. So far.. this past month had, to me, been like a dream.. Looking forward to the 3 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. i am like so lazy to type now.. so sat and sun will be very very short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K this is wat i did for sat.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Bath.&lt;br /&gt;went office&lt;br /&gt;came back&lt;br /&gt;did some chores&lt;br /&gt;dota&lt;br /&gt;6pm slepy&lt;br /&gt;10.50 woke up&lt;br /&gt;watch doom&lt;br /&gt;watch guai wu&lt;br /&gt;blog&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER's DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kk i going chat le.. cya next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When i first saw u, i was scared to love u. Now i love u. i'm scared to lose u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4696120377778922198?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4696120377778922198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4696120377778922198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4696120377778922198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4696120377778922198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/8th-post-i-think.html' title='8th post (i think)'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SCXRfOQ6jlI/AAAAAAAAABY/eqcVW9bIMDk/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-2036493451142043638</id><published>2008-05-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:50:37.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYPAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public speak. CAjun chicken'/><title type='text'>7th post</title><content type='html'>Yoz peeps. Haha i think today's post will be dam dam short. uhhuh.. Btw tks everyone for ure posts.. ha tag or sthing. Whos sam? samuel? samantha? sammie cheng?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk.. these few days have been really really stressed up man. we got 2 straight presentations, haha Effective communication on thursday, and IT Web on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, the classes/courses from NyPal Rox man.. i mean, i gained some confidence, got some compliments, but i'll just keep all that at one side and concentrate on what i have to do. Omg.. I think i am going to get addicted to Public speaking.. Is there such an addiction ??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. today was fun man.. ha we had Effective com and AfA today. I mean. afa and poa is like totally bu yi yiang. though some basic stuffs are there. man.. i still need to pay attention. Ha.. OMG TODAY WE GOT OWNED by COM in dota.. -_-... piang. so embarrassing. haha.. Lessie. this for u de.. Haha.. Earthshaker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.. anyone watch american idol ma? don;t u just think david archuleta jus so so rox? Btw, I think i am gonna continue adopting the xglenndax behaviour. haha so fun.. till 1 day everyone is sianz then i think of something new.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, i ate something real nice today. ( Gecko~nyp~) OMG PEOPLE. TRY THE CAJUN CHICKEN With RICE.&gt; IT REALLI ROX.. with auntie's special sauce.. oooo... its kinda of a mixture of a spicy pasta sauce with a little sweet and spicy, then these sauce is being laid on a very reasonable large piece of boneless chicken.. oooo... the chicken is quite well cooked, with every bite, u can feel the juice slowly oozing into ure mouth.. Ha. then we have with it, come Cabbages, omg i have to admit it's quite well done. Hey i cook cabbages too, but mine is the one with tumeric, and its nice too lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i thinking of mabe getting some people, then we choose one day, everyone bring along 50 bucks we eat for one whole day, we see how.. =).. haha.. btw. i had/maybe my formal clothes le.. no need to worry so so so much.. haha.. see how tomorrow.. Give me ure opinions hor 0812.. haha.. and i just changed my phone.. actually, i kinda bought it from my friend. (sony ericsson) all the way!!!. haha i was a nokier, but after being exposed to sony, omg, can't break free!!. haha think i go continue do my preparation for my fri presention.. OMG STILL GOT TEST HOR haha.. KK reali gtg le. cya peeps soon -)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its times like this when the importance of friends are really realised&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-2036493451142043638?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/2036493451142043638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=2036493451142043638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2036493451142043638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/2036493451142043638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/7th-post.html' title='7th post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-227111947038551717</id><published>2008-05-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T08:40:02.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sg ppl. Otah. happy'/><title type='text'>5th Post.</title><content type='html'>Hey Peeps. Lols. skipped a day. haha tuesday. think for today onwards i'll not make blogging a commitment. or i'll get very sianz with it. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkaes for today. haha i'll be talking bout these 2 particular incidents and Food =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha first of all, i noticed this very percuila thing about Mrts. Kkaes. Firstly, we got our Singaporeans, including me, who have to chiong to school or work every morning except some days. Of course, since our GarVment ask us to take pubic(haha) transport, we take lor. Guai ma. So heres the deal. Almost every morning, i take the mrt to school. And 99% of the time, it'll be packed. This is the deal about singaporean. They Do NOT GIve WaY/Face de. serious. another behaviour which makes me very paiseh, is their kiasuness. I stay in yishun. And 1 thing good is that, sometimes, there will be an empty train starting from yishun. Its at this point of time where you'll finally notice Singaporeans. ALMOST INSTANtLY WHEN THEY SEE THE EMPTY TRAIN, ALL OF THEM, AND I MEAN ALL, WILL AUTOMATICALLY STEP FORWARD. omg.. this is so embarassing. LOLS like so scared no seat like that. i mean, Together at the same time.!!&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second incident is something that made me realli proud to be a sporean. I was walking towards the yishun bus interchange when i saw this guy. An old man to be exact. He was bending down to pick up those tissues that some people jus dumped on the floor. i was like, i'm gonna do the same thing, but didn't have the guts to go forward. Hey, his actions are really commendable. i mean, you heard this story of this girl throwing starfishes back into the sea after thousands of them were washed up ashore, i mean, THIS GUY IS DOING THE SAME, and he have all my pei fu.&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next program up is today's food. Otah. Omg these fish paste are being placed in between two coconut leaves. Heres the deal. there is a difference between the malaysian ones and the singaporeans de. Malaysian's otah have a particular revolting smell which puts me off. however depending on certain circumstances, i may even settle for a stick or 2. Now comes the best part. The sg de. Our very own singaporean otah(haha) has this very uniquely sg taste which is a mixture of spicy, fishy, spicy fishy and spicy. With almost the same taste for all otahs, the good ones are normally those who are i my opinion (larger, Sexier, Fishier, and have pieces of fish meat in it). This is my perfect ideal otah. And i am happy to say, i am currently enjoying 2 weeks of shiok otah, as the night market is just so near my house. haha.. thats about the food today bahz.. will come back soon. Cya ppl. Miss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have you ever wondered how people will think of you when you are gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-227111947038551717?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/227111947038551717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=227111947038551717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/227111947038551717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/227111947038551717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/5th-post_07.html' title='5th Post.'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-9012071438741556095</id><published>2008-05-05T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T06:24:06.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The true feelings of water bottle'/><title type='text'>5th Post</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps.. Its Monday le.. Ha .. after 2 weekending days, finally school has come.. i got this very weird feeling today. like i was not at all comfortable.. dunno why =( haha. but think i will touch on Food..(^^) gals(maybe) and some ~uu liao stuffs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lets start off with today. Haha day seem really fine.. went to school early, did some projects, talked, attended my tutorials with Mr eddie yeo, Ms winnie lie. Haiz.. i seem kinda bored with typing today.. Maybe one of those days when u don't feel realli good huh.. My mind is a total blank now. haha.. i try to force those little things called imaginations out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.Here's the deal. I think this class is very very close.. Haha.. we all take one another like bros n sis le. N i believe, when 1 is down, he/she can count on the rest to help. haha.. Seeing a person smile actually makes my life more interesting. I think for this life of mine, i'll try to devote it into making more people laugh and through that, play my part in society. Since young, i have been taught to be generous. However i got a weird weak point. If i were to lend someone money, i'll most proberly remember it though i will not ask for it. However, if i buy a drink worth 2 bucks for someone, i think i will forget it almost instantly.. Thats something weird i realised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that young or old, everyone love sweetness in their lives. So i try to play that part in providing some of it. Some times late at night, where the chirpings of the birds have been replaced by the continuous chanting of the crickets, where the sun has fallen so low, all that is left in the sky are just tiny glimmer of hopes, and the occassional appearance of the moon, i will just lie in bed. and let my imaginations run wild. I will always think of how my life could be improved, and would wonder if things would have been different should i started life off differently. I mean, i tried to begin life in a new school by inducing humor and fun. It seem to work, but in actual fact, in actual reality, does it? Sometimes i wonder if all the smiles and laughter i get are fake, or people actually mean what they show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are one of the most erratic organisms in this planet called earth. With a simplest of disagreements, 10 years of friendship can be ruined in just 10 minutes of disagreement. With 1 suspicion, 10 years of marriage could end in just 10 minutes of argument. Why is it that we are being controlled by this thing called emotions so deeply? I try to read a person's mind when i look into him/her. Is what i see really what in actual fact, really is? How many of them are actually Smiling because of something worthy of smiling, and not smiling for the sake of smiling. How many of them are actually angry/sad because of something worth being angry/sad, and not for the sake of being angry/sad? guess this is what life is about huh. We close an eye, and give people the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the secret to living, is to just not be too concerned in anything. Accept things as they are. Accept People as they are. Accept behaviors as they are. its is only then when you find the true meaning of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking i'll leave the food to tomorrow. Till then, i will be silently observing. Noticing changes around us. And trying to empty my mind of Worries. Leave Some. Throw Some. its a win win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong. (water bottle)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-9012071438741556095?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/9012071438741556095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=9012071438741556095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/9012071438741556095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/9012071438741556095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/5th-post.html' title='5th Post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-4910447383508774665</id><published>2008-05-03T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:24:31.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos. Connie Friends. HUNGRy'/><title type='text'>4th post~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoz peeps.. back for the fourth time.. really gota admit.. weekends are really torturous.. I seriously have nothing to post. BUT. guess what.. i'm glenn.. so i'll find something.. Today usual stuff, Cuties and 1 SPECIAL PERSON WHO DOSEN't KNOW ME BUT I'LL LIKE TO MENTION HER TOO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Connie Talbot.. Anyone knows her? So sweet. So cute.. haha.. She's just 7 years old. haha. But has won(i think) the Britain's got talent. OMG her singing really rox.. Her pitches are so near perfect lar!!!. omg.. so touched byher singing.. Check her out in youtube ppl. jus search connie talbot.. She sings such such lovely love songs like i will always love you, somewhere over the rainbow.. etc.etc. Hey even simon was impressed with her! so its something of a big deal!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SB1TZNda6JI/AAAAAAAAABA/7oPs3KAAdEg/s1600-h/Picture0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196401237630314642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SB1TZNda6JI/AAAAAAAAABA/7oPs3KAAdEg/s320/Picture0056.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha.. check out my new shoes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think for today's post, i'll jus upload some nice/not nice photos.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196402594839980194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SB1UoNda6KI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ea-OJ1c_CMQ/s320/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aloysius Me Gerald^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196403209020303538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SB1VL9da6LI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8OF43Za3p28/s320/Picture0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo(nana) Me Priya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey.. Times realli flies.. Our class 0812 have already been together for like a month le.. But if felt like we have known one another for eternity. I realli like to appauld all/everyone for Being such great frens and All of u do have a place deep inside Glenn's heart. May it be the left ventricle or Right artries, U all Are there. =)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;K today no food. Why&gt;? CAUSE I HAVE NOT EATEN A PROPER MEAL TODAY.. lols.. see a hungry man is an angry man haha.. kkaes.. i think i go eat bryani le.. Haha.. People.. We are now heading into The beginning of a very very very hectic Schedule. So people.. BRACE URESELVES.. Fight On my Friends.. PIAR ALL THE WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yours handsomely(got such thing meh?):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;glenn ong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-4910447383508774665?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/4910447383508774665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=4910447383508774665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4910447383508774665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/4910447383508774665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/4th-post.html' title='4th post~'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/SB1TZNda6JI/AAAAAAAAABA/7oPs3KAAdEg/s72-c/Picture0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5885547155004699529</id><published>2008-05-03T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T02:31:56.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gals Carrot cake'/><title type='text'>Ha 3rd post</title><content type='html'>Yoz.. here i am back again for the 3rd post. Today seem really fine.. ha . Bought a new laptop er.. cover thingy and a new pair of shoes from van. 59 bucks huh -_-.. ha. during the primary and secondary school days, i use to love the weekends, but now, i kinda dread it man.. time seem to pass so slowly. haha.. Btw.. i was just looking for formal clothes.. omg.. cannot find MY SIZE LOL.. -_-.. something has to be done people.. given the amount of fat people in singapore, IMPORT SOME ULTRA LARGE CLOTHES PPL. ~ WHOS IN CHARGE OF JOHN LITTLE DE&gt; SACK HIM NOW~ ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. and to continue my list of cute peeps in my class. Ha i think i gonna post for the whole class. that way no one can accuse me of being biased. ~trying to be diplomatic you know~&lt;br /&gt;K first. I got my bro who calls me a sis. Her name is Filzah!!! haha.. hey the chemistry between us came almost on its own. 1 minute we were strangers, the next minute, TADA, Bros/Sis. haha. that bro of mine is cute(literally) But she does something that i cannot find logical explanation why she does that. She loves poking me!!! gosh can someone just tell her its so ticklish!! and i am so so so so so so so so scared of tickles.(oops)Ha. Then we got out loudhailer Bro by the name Of rebecca(psps). haha.. she can be dead quiet sometimes, but NEVER get on the wrong side of her or u will be left needing a hearing aid. Haha.. we so love to disturb her cause she never gets angry. Haha she will only go "go and die lar"..."LAME POK" which lamepok sounds kinda dumb cause i dunno the meaning... -_-. then we have our lovely Charmaine. Whom i love saying 'char char" like the charmander. Ha FLAME THROWER!!.. Miss char char is cute too. haha shes very very friendly, and kinda soft spoken too. She seems very understanding n mature too. haha. More lollies?? Then we got Our Miss jalyn. Hey i gota say this gal is cute in her very own way man. SHE FREAKING INTELLIGENT from what i observe. Her general knowledge is wider than my basic knowledge. get what i mean&gt;? hey n guess what. She is AlSo very very friendly. ha. And way better than those ~stuck up gals". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today today, I ate the beehoon mee with chicken wings, eggs n veggie, had chai tao kuey(fried carrot cake) white de for lunch. K then. i'll touch on the carrot cake today.. Ooo i like carrot cake for its Egg.. oo.. and of course, white carrot will not be called white carrot cake if not for its CHAI PO. omg.. i love the chai pos too.. crunchy salty.. Hey brb i go wipe my drool first. k back. lets continue. One of the best carrot cake i had before is the one from the coffee shop near my house. too bad Koufu is taking over the coffee shop, so they had to chase those familiar faces away. Sad huh.. Tell u.. The new koufu better be good.. My weekends meal depend on it de. haha.. Guess thats all for the food today.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off:&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Compliment someone does not mean you have to show interest in that person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5885547155004699529?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5885547155004699529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5885547155004699529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5885547155004699529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5885547155004699529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/ha-3rd-post.html' title='Ha 3rd post'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-5507110857002578986</id><published>2008-05-02T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:39:21.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gals. OYster Pie'/><title type='text'>2nd Post ^^</title><content type='html'>Here i am back again.. I wonder. Is it just me, or do i look forward to making a new post?&lt;br /&gt;Today's school's great, like always. I mean, i have just the best group of friends i have ever had. And i am happy to say, i made a new friend today ^^. k not really a new, but in 2~3 weeks that she was in my class, i have to admit that today is the first time where i actually talked to her -_- .&lt;br /&gt;K, just some pointers bout her, hmm.. she's tall(think so) has nice eyes, and is real friendly(kinda cute too).. K define cute.. ~&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;attractive, esp. in a dainty way; pleasingly pretty: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;a cute child; a cute little apartment. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;affectedly or mincingly pretty or clever; precious: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;The child has acquired some intolerably cute mannerisms. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;mentally keen; clever; shrewd. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span class="pg"&gt;–adverb  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Informal&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;in a cute, charming, or amusing way; cutely: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;In this type of movie the boy and girl always meet cute. (as from dictionary.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K actually there are a lot of cute gals in my class. Just to name few that are close to me, hmm in not any particular order, Cyn(mei) haha, shes cute in her very happy go lucky way, Johanna(mei) ha this one of the best. When she's angry shes cute. When she's happy she's cute. When she act cute she's cute. BUT!! lets just say she's a very cute meimei. ^^&lt;br /&gt;now now. we got miss angie chen. haha she's cute when she roars with laughter!! omg i should take a video next time. its addictive!!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt; haha its like times like this when i thank god for giving/sending me such a loving fren. Thinking back, i realised that though naive at times n a little rough, angie seem like a perfectly nice gal, she never fails to bring colour to an otherwise dull life of mine. N for that, i thank her wholeheartedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Then we got Miss Carmen. From what i think, Miss car car seem too mature for the word 'Cute'(jkjk) however, just to be fair i'll have to say that she falls under the 1st definition of the word cute ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Lessi's cute too.. I just enjoy the time when we both laugh at super random times.. haha thinking of it brings a dear dear smile to my face. HEY PPL. If ure name does not appear, it dosen't mean that i dun think you're cute. I'll just carry on in the next few post. U know, to keep the views/hits coming in. ^^ marketing stradgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually to be real fair, likes very good now. With real close friends, and Ultra good blood bros(PALS)~lessie gene ger Al ZaK CHr(many more) ~i mean, that's something to look forward to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd topic for today... Pasir Malam(night market)-- did i spell it correctly??&lt;br /&gt;OMG People. if u do not know what it is, its a night market where they sell almost all sorts of things. Most importantly.---- FOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of my favourite. Oyster Pie. Its this round round stuff, deep fried to almost perfection(golden brown).oooo... Its fillings are some veggies, oyster, minced pork oooo.. haha. so glad to be staying in yishun. Sooo many night markets, haha btw,, as i am writing this, i am muching down 2 oysster pies.. not bad not bad. Though one of the better ones i have eaten from is the one from bugis. The store is located in this er so called enclosed market?? Go look for it.. The owner is really generous with its fillings and OOOMPH.. i gota stop talking about it!!!.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll just stop here for today. Hey peeps. I hope that all this is not offending to anyone. I love all of u just as much, just that most of the time i prefer to use actions to prove it. So please, if u have any disapproval with my posts, please help me by telling me(nicely ^^). XIE XIE.. O ya. If i think i forgot to say who my new fren is. Ha tks lessie.. She's shiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; Cause every moment,&lt;br /&gt;we share together,&lt;br /&gt;is even better,&lt;br /&gt;than the moment before,&lt;br /&gt;If every day was,&lt;br /&gt;as good as today was,&lt;br /&gt;then i can't wait until tomorrow comes~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-5507110857002578986?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/5507110857002578986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=5507110857002578986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5507110857002578986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/5507110857002578986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/2nd-post.html' title='2nd Post ^^'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3573251036312454258.post-8672909555930391623</id><published>2008-05-01T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:37:08.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teh Ping'/><title type='text'>First Post.</title><content type='html'>Hey. Glenn here. Hope its not too late to start blogging le -_-&lt;br /&gt;k firstly, i'm here because almost everyone else is doing it.&lt;br /&gt;So heres some 'great' stuff about myself&lt;br /&gt;1) Came to this place called earth on 9/9/1990&lt;br /&gt;2) studied in hmm.. Northland Primary, Orchid park Sec, And now Nanyang Poly&lt;br /&gt;3) love joking.&lt;br /&gt;4) love food ^^&lt;br /&gt;5) love joking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd week? i think, that I have come to arrive at This Funny place called Nanyang Polythenic. I'll have to admit that its one of the best things that ever happened to my life.(well the first was my first tasting of CHAR KUEY TIAO)haha. Few pointers... School's great. Gals are pretty^^. Friends Rox(&lt;3 Blood bro , mmi lord, Meis Rangers). I arrived at this class called 0812. My first impression was terrific. Guys are friendly, Gals are open-minded(wooo). haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey 1 thing i like about my class most.. They all got a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am now. after reading so many of my friends blog.. Think the things i will frequently chat about, Food? Joke? Food? Joke? and occassionally, (gals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will be dedicated to my special friend, called Teh Ping (iced milk tea)&lt;br /&gt;i meet this guy when i could first differentiate between a guy and a girl. He was special, But i could never find a perfect him. Throughout my 17++ years, i have to admit that finding a perfect TP was hard. I have spent like 12 years in yishun, and i usually frequent (almost everyday) Chong Pang. God.. its  a food paradise. BUT the quality of the TP is A NONO. gosh.. To me, a perfect Tp will b one that keeps its Tea Fragance, Taste, and smell, Its sweetness of the Condensed milk, and has the right temperature. The ones i drink, are usually tasteless, Not Sweet!! and taste like diluted Condensed milk with some tea essence. Anyone can make tea. But to make a perfect TP which retains it's orginal taste, man i mean... that takes something special. So if anyone have ever had a (almost perfect) cup of teh ping, PLease PLease tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the time When i Found the perfect One,&lt;br /&gt;glenn -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3573251036312454258-8672909555930391623?l=frostbourne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/feeds/8672909555930391623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3573251036312454258&amp;postID=8672909555930391623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8672909555930391623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3573251036312454258/posts/default/8672909555930391623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frostbourne.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-post.html' title='First Post.'/><author><name>Frostbourne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04613576568871367041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Xhph-kK6EU/S1g3v4SLFjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b2MUgd6R4e4/S220/18757_253397315826_584515826_3195340_3759323_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
