<?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-33045980</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:24:33.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-117085825141652519</id><published>2007-02-07T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:24:11.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess the days draws near towards the DOoms day! woot. Haha the more you think about it, the more screwed up you get. Haha So Dont Think! just let it fly by alright Folks. I am so confused if to stay in Innova. Cant bare to stay and cant bare to leave. Some ppl in the school really really pissing me off. I hate those bloody teachers that i hate.They think i am obligated to stay there. Shit! no. . The only reason i am staying is due to my classmates. So teachers Think AGain. Or dont think. hit your head against the WAll.! its always works!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Should Stop think about the miracles of how much a wall can do for you. run really fast and whack your head against the wall. You're feel much better after a slight concussion.=p. Another Smart ass remark from Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song quite a lot. Vict just said she hates it. I think she needs to get hearing aid!. Its a damm nice song.! Its ????????. All good things come to a end. nice song. Rocks my sockS! and Shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhahaha. OKie I got school tmr. cya tmr people. Ps. -get a life. get a job. get paid. get laid.-AW3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-117085825141652519?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/117085825141652519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=117085825141652519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/117085825141652519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/117085825141652519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-guess-days-draws-near-towards-dooms.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-117076583428529756</id><published>2007-02-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:43:54.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0732a!</title><content type='html'>Yoz its been quite some time since i been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;well i better start somewhere. Well its been quite cool this year.&lt;br /&gt;i Started of in innova with a new changed environment and started of a new road of my life. Its been rather encourging since i made new friends and bonded with my new class 0732A/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it will be short lived in some aspects since i will might be changing jc. well i guess we all have to move on in some aspects. I doubt friendships will break but futher stengthen thoughout our life. I really enjoyed myself with you all. Thanks alot. I shed tears though we only been together for 3 weeks but we are like a family of being together for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to Thank These special ppl.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James is a rather jap/korean freak. he loves everything about these countries. He would even kill himself if he had to choose between them. He has  nice personality who wouldnt mind treating you if u didnt bring money to watch a movie. He loves daytona and loves it when i beat him at it. I wonder why? haha. Well he also loves outdoor things likes parkour(i cant spell) and loves to play chess. His SG raNKED 4th so its no joke! his also damm good at swimming and made himself famous among the displine com in Innova.! smart ass! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borris- his Russia i think. He came from a town somewhere near moscow where he grew up milking cows and harvesting. he came to SG when a civil war broke out and studied english here. he is in exile i think. HAHAHAHA so much for Bullshit? he loves saying SO LAME and KISS MY ASS. to everyone and loves soccer. his rather friendly and loves to hang out with all of us and loves to skip lecture. Great GUY! his NOT Ah Beng!!!!!!! although he is. shit i am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria- She started a company victoria's secret acutally. Cool right.! She plays hockey and dont mess with this chick cause shes good at using a hockey stick!. haha shes mixed from 7 countries and is very HOT!! spicy Hot! hahaha but she says shes cold at times. so i am bewilded. Well she has a pretty name. Victoria Anne Frenndez. (spelling) haha she has a sis and a bro, Shes also another Daytona PRO!. and loves shopping and going out with friends. She loves elephants and soft toys. . Shes really nice and loves her phone dearly.  She has style, looks, personality. Glad i met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl- Shes really smart. Shes might not be very tall but for a girl shes a tiggress not to be mess with. She can give you a scar for life! she will maul you if u get on her wrong side. ( i will never forget the scar) hahah!. Well she is really nice and is a fantastic cheerleader although i cannot see it i know she is! she Can Dance!! She loves to eat a lot, talk a lot and can reali give you the creeps. ahhaa dont stare at her!. . Shes really nice if you get to know her. =p ps:tai tai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave- hhmmm i went to his house and wow its big but his room is quite cram. his is a very nice person. his very angile. You should look at him move and jump. His loves to watch movies and hang out with friends. He also loves Lit. Very unlike but you know its DAVE! hahah. He really nice .  SO Check him OUt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xue Ting- She Rocks My sockS! haha she is so cool! she and her sis are so funny. They laugh at everything i type and even prank call me up. hahah ?wierd? lolz. Well shes really nice but loves to skip school or fall ill for long periods of time. Shes very nice and even treated us fries when we didnt have money. haha she likes to shriek out suddenly at times. She loves to go out and hang out with friends and loves shopping. Shes Cool!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill contuine next time ya!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-117076583428529756?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/117076583428529756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=117076583428529756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/117076583428529756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/117076583428529756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2007/02/0732a.html' title='0732a!'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116440354714509425</id><published>2006-11-25T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T05:25:47.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The days pass on quiet n soundless. The thoughts that flush through my head are forever churning. Not 1 day i sleep without thinking. The thoughts are running but i am not sure with path to take. O help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITs My Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a type of quote people used to say&lt;br /&gt;But I never really understood it 'til today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will only get harder from here&lt;br /&gt;I think about that almost every time I shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back on the happy years I once had&lt;br /&gt;And I wish for them to come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never really know which road to choose&lt;br /&gt;It seems which ever way you go, your bound to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness eventually falls on your lap&lt;br /&gt;Only to look once more and see it gone in a snap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it seem I can't smile like before?&lt;br /&gt;As if the joyous part of me walked right out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never show my true feelings which is why I'm writing this poem&lt;br /&gt;I guess my feelings are personal to me and I'm too embarrassed to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll find happiness again&lt;br /&gt;I just have to live my life until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm waiting just for thatI think&lt;br /&gt; I'll give myself a pat on the back'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've come this far without giving up completely&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to enjoy life, it's very difficult, believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the message I'm trying to send out&lt;br /&gt;To keep your head up when giving up is what your thinkin 'bout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take life's punches right in the face&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see things will come to you at there own pace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116440354714509425?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116440354714509425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116440354714509425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116440354714509425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116440354714509425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/11/days-pass-on-quiet-n-soundless.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116153040681462566</id><published>2006-10-22T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:20:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn</title><content type='html'>I sit here in the teak of night.&lt;br /&gt;                        Alone in the dark without my sight.&lt;br /&gt;                               I search in Vain in despite.&lt;br /&gt;                     To find the path with the light.&lt;br /&gt;                The darkness revails throughout the night&lt;br /&gt;                       Overshadowing me with all its might&lt;br /&gt;                            I walk a long this road all alone&lt;br /&gt;                        The only roda that i've ever know.&lt;br /&gt;                             Along the path i never known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dont know you all anymore, i am torn...lost..struggling to hold on to a broken dream. So i guess its all not worth it anymore. I dont care, there's just soo many things that i cant hold on to anymore. Letting go is soo hard. A depressing world yet to shape its course in history. Do not let darkness prevail throughtout our lives. Overshadowing us....&lt;br /&gt;   I am already lost. i am gone...the urge to live a torn legacy is gone with the wind....i feel so down...dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Alone In The Dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116153040681462566?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116153040681462566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116153040681462566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116153040681462566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116153040681462566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/torn.html' title='Torn'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116143837951379603</id><published>2006-10-21T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T21:46:19.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot!</title><content type='html'>Inspirational speaker  DR Wayne remembers his 64th birthday card from his kids. The front said "Inside is a Message From God" Pleased that they appreciated his work , he opened it to read "SEE YOU SOON!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just as I was finishing my hike at yellowstone national park. I heard a group of campers discussing recent bear sightings in the area. "If you meet a bear don't run", said one camper to the others. his friend seem to be surprised . "really? WHY?" Because i interjected "Bears like "fast" food "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah damm funny. Guessed what i did today? I STUDIED AND STUDIED AND STUDIED! and i went out. now i am using computer hahaha. i finally finised History! I tmr Do SS, ! woot! haha. i got piano tmr. Chop seat at lib k shirley!~!!! haha. shit coming too i think LOLZ. haha and alison pai seh last nite i fall aslp lolz. ya lor you owl arh..reply sooooooo slow..like using India mail...take sooo long haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116143837951379603?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116143837951379603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116143837951379603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116143837951379603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116143837951379603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/woot.html' title='woot!'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116126804518148029</id><published>2006-10-19T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:27:25.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>Heys everyone, i finally gonna blog about something Happy as requested by the &lt;strong&gt;OWL (AliSon) &lt;/strong&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today was super super super boring..in the hall. wait n wait..omg! that was sooo long.haha anyway the pract was quite easy and i think i did well. haha...well done wen li. haha. Hmm then well i didnt go play pool all pang seh..me. diao! haha i ended up going lib. haha shirely was sooo scared..of the Face! ahah well it was funny , u had to admit that. Well tonite got the owl pei me stay up do amaths..hopefully the owl WONT fall aslp..they not meant to.but this owl very guai guai de stay up do work..,,haha dont fall aslp okie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well whats so nice about blogging? i dont know..i guess soo.well umm i dont really feel quite happy now to blog about happy things. well till next time then. k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I HATE O LVLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116126804518148029?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116126804518148029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116126804518148029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116126804518148029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116126804518148029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116073998280331503</id><published>2006-10-13T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:46:22.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont care,&lt;br /&gt;but actually i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note wasn;t me. but did scare me for who did write it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i found out who it was,&lt;br /&gt;It made me think soo much that nite,&lt;br /&gt;Kept me thinking and i couldnt study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well glad tats all fine now,&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm things have been going on lately for me&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i can go JJC anymore , even more SAJC&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i wont know where should i go,&lt;br /&gt;and let faith decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working for my o lvls. as much as i can,and try as hard as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Its sooo close..&lt;br /&gt;so near,,,,&lt;br /&gt;well The TIme Draws Near!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116073998280331503?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116073998280331503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:NOT YOU LYM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116066547593551994?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116066547593551994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116066547593551994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116066547593551994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116066547593551994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116057439077217600</id><published>2006-10-11T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:46:30.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces</title><content type='html'>I tried to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;But nothing was worth it&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it makes me real&lt;br /&gt;I'd thought it'd be easy&lt;br /&gt;But no on believes me&lt;br /&gt;I meant all the things that I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is so empty&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are so tempting&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it got so bad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so crazy that nothing could save me&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only thing that I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm better off on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;It just wasn't worth it&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could ever be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe me&lt;br /&gt;It never gets easy&lt;br /&gt;I guess I knew that all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it's in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I'm better off on my own...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am just an empty shell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116057439077217600?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116057439077217600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116057439077217600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116057439077217600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116057439077217600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/pieces.html' title='Pieces'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116048992812665156</id><published>2006-10-10T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:18:48.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First Thing LYM, If you got nothing to contribute, DONT!.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. of else just fish off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont get it now. I cant really cope right now...i cant. i just cant with everything..i cant concentrate in school now..i get home . i feel guilty and end up doing work from 11pm to 4am -6am. i dont have a choice..i have to do my work. haii i dont even know what am i doing.i feel so shit and everything right now i cant do it for how much longer...haii there is sooo much to do..i cant do it all...its just ooo much to do. there is relaly too much to do. haiii.i am not sure..i guess i am just so sick over everthing..its very stressful at this period of time. i cant handle it all :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116048992812665156?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116048992812665156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116048992812665156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116048992812665156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116048992812665156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-thing-lym-if-you-got-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116040737928535072</id><published>2006-10-09T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:22:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arGH!!! JUST ****ing leave me alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116040737928535072?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116040737928535072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116040737928535072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116040737928535072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116040737928535072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh-just-ing-leave-me-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116040620201529373</id><published>2006-10-09T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:03:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arGh</title><content type='html'>DId you ignore me?&lt;br /&gt;....i felt you did today....why?&lt;br /&gt;i want to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt it...u just walked away....&lt;br /&gt;You didnt even look back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got sooo much work to do tonite..i just got home . its 10.36pm. its like time for bed...i got too much to do. i guess i am gonna have a sleepless night tonite.i dont have a choice..i need to complete my stuff. Well buring midnight oil it shall then..but i just feel damm tired some how...argh..oh my...well today i stayed at libraryy for soo long..well. i guess i will be skeipping kinda a few lessons tmr..no idea what to do t,r.argh there are soo much to do ..my head hurts right now..i dont want to lie down for a while..i wont wake up/// i lack sleep.,,i am going to start work now.tata. bye./..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116040620201529373?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116040620201529373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116040620201529373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116040620201529373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116040620201529373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/argh.html' title='arGh'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-116005864815354394</id><published>2006-10-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:30:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amaths</title><content type='html'>Today Is Amaths day i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;i got 12 paper that  include amaths and emaths..&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna try to finish all by 6am tOmorrow morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be a Marathron Maths...so i suppose i am not sure how its gonna work out. Burn lots of midnight oil tonite i suppose.,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going back to study soon anyway...well then today i studied at the library..haii i felt soooo uneasy in a way studying there, anyway i will still go back tomorrow and study too. well i see how things come along.anyway i will suppose i have to deal with the facts of this thing after my exams...well that is another thing i will put aside for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything is rather confusing for me, studies and everything. my thoughts are very blur...it is.. I am very confused..it is. I am sooooo afraid of making mistakes..i am just so afraid of doing things wrong. hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-116005864815354394?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/116005864815354394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=116005864815354394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116005864815354394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/116005864815354394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/amaths.html' title='Amaths'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115979789824726410</id><published>2006-10-02T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:04:58.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-@</title><content type='html'>at wits end.&lt;br /&gt;I have no feelings towards my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give up ....&lt;br /&gt;I dont know avoiding is the best thing for me..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what i am suppose to do,&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to express myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;But nothing was worth it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe it makes me real&lt;br /&gt;I’d thought it’d be easy&lt;br /&gt;But no on believes me&lt;br /&gt;I meant all the things that I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe it’s in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I’d say all the words that I know&lt;br /&gt;Just to see if it would show&lt;br /&gt;That I'm trying to let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m better off on my own......&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry,,,&lt;br /&gt;this place is so empty,&lt;br /&gt;right here,being all alOnE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115979789824726410?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115979789824726410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115979789824726410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115979789824726410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115979789824726410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='-.-@'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115971301245258522</id><published>2006-10-01T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:30:12.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess this is the time i give up on everything and everyone. i have nothing left fighting for, Nothing left to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder day and nite how tings will work out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days that drift along, are painful and has taken its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;I am giving up.&lt;br /&gt;thats all i know and&lt;br /&gt;thats all i want to do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime , its the same&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt change, does it.&lt;br /&gt;Life will always revolve around the same principles.&lt;br /&gt;The struggle we all face,&lt;br /&gt;the courage to stand up again,&lt;br /&gt;the determination to withstand any onslaught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i just give in,&lt;br /&gt;and let go.&lt;br /&gt;What we are fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;its just a fight....we all got to lose sometime.,&lt;br /&gt;its about time i gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Ever Losing Battle.&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115971301245258522?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115971301245258522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115971301245258522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115971301245258522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115971301245258522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-guess-this-is-time-i-give-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115970993230039285</id><published>2006-10-01T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:38:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>I am guilty...i am sorry ,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel some what guilt inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;although it may not be my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i Still feel that i m the cause of the porblem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel i sort of started the ball rolling downhill.&lt;br /&gt;Now its almost at the end,&lt;br /&gt;things arent working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt i can bring back up the ball.&lt;br /&gt;I know..i know. i cant.&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo sorrry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115970993230039285?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115970993230039285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115970993230039285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115970993230039285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115970993230039285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/10/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115909987830179590</id><published>2006-09-24T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:18:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amaths</title><content type='html'>omg noooo why am i doing so badly for amaths..its aint fair at all . i dont understand why...ITS AINT FAIR! ohh my..i really screwed up my replims. i feel very bad about it now. ( i failed! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME! WHEN WILL I EVER DO WELL!?&lt;br /&gt;i HATE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT GET IT WHY MY BLOODY HARD WORK IS NOT PAYING OFF!....FISH!&gt; why....why...this aint happening!. its not fair la. please help me please :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115909987830179590?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115909987830179590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115909987830179590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115909987830179590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115909987830179590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/amaths.html' title='amaths'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115897761698892980</id><published>2006-09-23T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T10:13:37.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>argh...cant sleep last night. still feeling very shit about my amaths results. its so screwed up i find it now. everything is. haii i am gonna go get back to work on monday. Maybe i should thow in the towel or i should push myself even harder. i am very unsure at this point of time. haii i really dont know what to do. Everything  is collasping all around me.. its caving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate, I will crawl.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for so long&lt;br /&gt;No love, there is no love&lt;br /&gt;Die for anyone&lt;br /&gt;What have I become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do with all these blues&lt;br /&gt;Haunting me everywhere no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Watching the candle flicker out in the evening glow&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go when will this night be over............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115897761698892980?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115897761698892980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115897761698892980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115897761698892980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115897761698892980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115892437471489251</id><published>2006-09-22T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T19:26:14.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Stupid!</title><content type='html'>Arh...today..took a lot of class photos today...quite a boring day. Anyway i failed amaths Paper 1. I have nothing to say...i flunged amaths. can you believe it? that i acutally failed it? well I guess that i prove 1 thing today. I am Stupid. Omgosh...how can i fail amaths that i worked so hard for..i acutally failed!.&lt;br /&gt;haii i guess maybe stupidity can be called a symdrome.&lt;br /&gt;i failed...i dissapointed myself..hai i really feel like giving up studying..like some say its a waste of time.i dont get it sometimes..when u put in so much effort and you still fail. :'(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115892437471489251?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115892437471489251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115892437471489251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115892437471489251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115892437471489251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-stupid.html' title='I am Stupid!'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115874848672921670</id><published>2006-09-20T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:34:46.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIfe</title><content type='html'>Argh. The Exam stress is still on. I still got to study for another 1 and a half months of intense studying before the final exam. I am not really sure i will do well this prelims. I thought i would and many thought that i would do well. I guess it be a total dissapointment to me as i think i really screwd up this exam..argh i dont even think i can go into a JC this first 3months. I am reali like pondering over the thought of getting into a good JC. Rather confuse over what exactly to do during this period of turmoil. Argh...i guess we all still got to pull ourselves for the final lap till the exams are over.i really hope i do well..this time round. I already screwed up emaths paper 1. History a bit, Amaths paper 1. Chem paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         But if i can get into a good Jc. I hope ....ACjc...seems to be difting away from me..i doubt my ability to get into it already so i should be reconsidering my chocies. I see so many people going into Poly already , i rather not go down that road. The Exam is drawing to a close but i dont seem to be happy or excited that its over ,but rather i feel more anxiety and tensed up. I mean its O lvl . It aint some tom dick and harry FYE that we are taking. This is it.. argh really scary..i think i will be studying all the way now till the o lvls and hope i get my results i want. I guessed since this year my attitude towards my studies has changed quite a fair bit. But now i am feeling rather upset over the results that are yet to come from my prelims. Oh help me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115874848672921670?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115874848672921670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115874848672921670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115874848672921670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115874848672921670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/life_20.html' title='LIfe'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115814871793892871</id><published>2006-09-13T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:58:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys Guess What folks. exams so far ok...yesterday i became a uncle again to another newphew..once i take his photo i upload show ur. Soo Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A NEW NEWPHEW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOod Luck ppl for the rest of the papers.&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;SS-A1!!! HAHAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115814871793892871?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115814871793892871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115814871793892871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115814871793892871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115814871793892871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/heys-guess-what-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115786895504071626</id><published>2006-09-10T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:15:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess this be the last time of blogging before the exams start tomorrow. Well the exam fever is on for the most of us isnt it. I really have to get a life..this whole week i ve been at the library from 10am to 9pm with hui yi, vivian , meng han . Well i am acutally at the library too today on a sunday from 10am to 5pm. Well some boring life...spending my whole day in the library. From dawn to dusk. Its been quite hectic over the pass week mugging and all. I have no idea really how you all are doing in ur revision. Some are still playing and enjoying life no doubt..soon the prelims will see how much effort we all did put in. I hope i do well really hope. I am like aiming for 11 points for o lvls. i doubt i get those points , Who gives a damm anyway, its just a target. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Mugging arent you all. I think all of ur are mugging at home..haha OH YA! on thursday when me .hy,mh and vivian going to have dinner at JEC there was this mAn who Threw his gal friend against the vending machine. The sound was like "KABOOM!" when she collided into the machine..it was frightening..luckly the machine wasnt hurt..i mean the her...then she was shouting at him..and he was just standing there.  We were like shocked to see something like that happen. Talk about having a boyfriend tat bashes u up...scary ... The library has been packed as usual. So many kids coming here to study/chat/ socialise and make bird nests all over the library. the Bahyi here damm fiecre. He come around scolding ppl for eating even sweets are the library...lucky we are very good at hiding our food haha.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Sat i had the Dragon Scouts campfire and acutally i still haven upload the photos yet...pitiful daryl is killing me for them..haha he will have to wait wouldnt he.. haha. Well we are in search of the missing camera wire arent we daryl haha...WAIT U ASS!! What a screwup i think the campfire was..well we all have our views.. i still think the school sound system screwed up...so blur. i cant stand the sound... Well then maybe we should have some hip hop songs..that would REally PUT SOME LIFE INto the CamPFiRe....Anyway i will upload the photos asap..before daryl kills/humps me. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THats all folks.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good Luck for Exams!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-90% of failures are not ppl that fail , They simply Give up.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115786895504071626?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115786895504071626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115786895504071626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115786895504071626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115786895504071626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-guess-this-be-last-time-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115738330335252975</id><published>2006-09-04T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:21:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life?</title><content type='html'>Shadowed in darkness,&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone,&lt;br /&gt;No one came to bring me home,&lt;br /&gt;I stood on the edge of joining home,&lt;br /&gt;But he said he won't let me go,&lt;br /&gt;Till the day my time was done,&lt;br /&gt;Walking aimlessly will soon become,&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk all day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk all night,&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I find the light,&lt;br /&gt;The light will let me go,&lt;br /&gt;To a home I've never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wen li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick and tired..i am waiting..i will wait&lt;br /&gt;till the day i let go.&lt;br /&gt;help me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115738330335252975?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115738330335252975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115738330335252975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115738330335252975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115738330335252975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/life.html' title='Life?'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115728670572204912</id><published>2006-09-03T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:31:46.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/1600/CIMG1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/320/CIMG1551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/1600/CIMG1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/320/CIMG1540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/1600/CIMG1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/320/CIMG1585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/1600/CIMG1554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/320/CIMG1554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/1600/CIMG1561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/320/CIMG1561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woah! Class 4f Outing to East Coast Park BBQ. Wow. it was some day wasnt it for all of us. On the teachers day celebration after that most of us met at 12.45 at bukit merah. Then we took a bus to east coast, . Haha i got there around with 6 pm. When we got there  we had great fun. playing  some games on the beach. I and siong peng the fire startes started the BBQ . Soon darkness fell and soon we were all having our dinner. We ordered for like maybe 100 ? haha there was so much food and we couldnt finish. We even ended up cooking till 2am in the morning haha. there was soon much to do. everyone was bbq mashmallows. haha and marcus was crazy over margarine. he kept putting it over the satay and even the MashMALLOW! can u believe that? crazy idiot haha...&lt;br /&gt;Then Le En ended up on the table dancing...? i thought maybe she was on drugs or something haha... we had a mass water bomb fight. Marcus goh threw a water bomb at me while i was running and WHAM! it hit me straight in the chest. tell u the truth it really really hurt...for a whole day after that my chest hurt.. i had a few thrown at my head. haha after that we BBQ somemore and i ended up leaving there around 1am +. Glad all of ur enjoyed urself.!..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115728670572204912?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115728670572204912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115728670572204912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115728670572204912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115728670572204912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/09/woah-class-4f-outing-to-east-coast.html' title=''/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115694473045021081</id><published>2006-08-30T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:32:10.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>I stood on the edge of breaking down,&lt;br /&gt;When no come came to help me down.&lt;br /&gt;I wished for love,&lt;br /&gt;I wished for hope,&lt;br /&gt;I wished for things that never came,&lt;br /&gt;till the time i broke down in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wen li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking Along a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a heavy burden of load,&lt;br /&gt;No one to guide me along the way,&lt;br /&gt;Soon i cried in dismay,&lt;br /&gt;Finding a path where i belong,&lt;br /&gt;Only a shadow that tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wen li&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115694473045021081?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115694473045021081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115694473045021081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115694473045021081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115694473045021081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115686088588845743</id><published>2006-08-29T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:14:45.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings In Life Are Worth Fighting For</title><content type='html'>Somethings In Life Are Worth Fighting For.&lt;br /&gt;Fighting/ murder/genocides. is the world that we live in?&lt;br /&gt;A world that we made it this way. Polluted the nature and the minds.&lt;br /&gt;Threating the very existance of our lives and habitat.&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of the things happening around the world...take about living in a civilise community that we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must your all target each other race/religion/ gender ? There is a certain extend that one can go , but to cross the line and stepping into unstable terrority that will affect the very harmony that we live in. Is it worth it? i guess we dont think twice before commenting on each other sex or race? Commenting on each other....whats the point exactly? Making it known to others ? To share your view or just to indulge tension to stir others up? Can we all just think twice Before making senstive comments? Idiots in life...people out just to stir trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess that maybe sometimes people are just plain dumb...&lt;br /&gt;society...hmm so many different personalities...and just takes 1 person to screw up the whole community...Hanif Ur Blog is some blog with literatly As*holes in it....talk about having a EQ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...lifes screwed anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we Do in LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;ECHOES IN ETERNITY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115686088588845743?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115686088588845743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115686088588845743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115686088588845743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115686088588845743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/somethings-in-life-are-worth-fighting.html' title='Somethings In Life Are Worth Fighting For'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115685927158111412</id><published>2006-08-29T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:47:51.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Compo</title><content type='html'>ITs a Compo But i just wanted to post what i typed before. So dont complain what i blog about. Cuz this part aint Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Memory To Live With)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: WL.Tan&lt;br /&gt;Being a cop for over two decades was not a easy feat fo me. Robberies,murders,homecides were just another day as a field agent. Now it all came down to the 1 assignment that would end my career of 50successful crackdowns.&lt;br /&gt;        Counting the white haris on my head as i thought how fast age was catching up on me. I looked back to the wooden oak desk before me. Looking at the amount of evidence and clues that laybed before me. The night air was still and silent as i sat alone in the office of the Central Intelligence Agency. My mind was churning with thoughts of trying to put the pieces of evidence and clues together,to bring a breakthrough of who was buying the drugs from the Chinese Traiots. I already had all my suspects under survillence and still turned up nothing. Time was against me. My cased had turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;           Two days before i had managed to catch a young middle age chinese immigrant named Yang Du sending the manifest of a ship cargo contents to a guy called Altman Don. Before i had the chance to lay my hands on Altman and the manifest at his pirvate lodge along the river bank, he was found fatally wounded ,shot at point blank ragne in his head. His body was then drosed in petrol and set alight in his BMW 6-seris. As i scanned thorught the photos of the body in deep thought " Who wanted him dead? and why did they want the manifest that badly? "&lt;br /&gt;          The following morning i had found a annoymous note on my desk saying" Your one step behind albert, I am watching you do not try anything funny i know you far better ,like you and your mum Mrs Jones Cathy." I was totally shocked and stunned. "How could anyone know her name? My parents died in a car accident and i grew up in a orphanage." I knew i had to find who wrote that note and how did he know me."How did i get dragged into my own case?" with so much on my mind i soon feel into a dreamless sleep ,slouching over my chair.&lt;br /&gt;         With much determination , the very next day i used Interpol to run a full detailed search of Altman Don. His bank records showed a amazing activity. With over $40 million in transactions to a off sea account in Cape Hope. There i found he has rented a warehouse in San Fansico Bay in 6 hours time for a Ship to unload goods. Scanning the ships manifest on the record showed dried fish from china. This sensed a chill down my spine, " Was this it. The transaction of everything?" With much help i put together a team of 20 Delta Force Commandos and 26 Us Navy Seals Marines. Within 2 Hours of planning and alying our the blue-print of the warehouse we were already in position at the loaction. Crouching down i sat there waiting, The moonlight shorn brighty on the docks below where much acitivity was taking place. The ship engines roared to life as it broke the night silence coming into the dock.Fully armed the people took the goods into the warehouse and the doors where shut as fast as they were open. A black Seaden Car approached and drove into the warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;  "All Teams GO! go! go!" as i unclipped the safety feature of my Mp5-automatic sub machine gun. "Bam" the Door came down. I ran in and saw a man in black staring back at me.He looked so fimiliar as if i knew him,before i could think a hail of bullets rained down on us. Bullets whizzed pass my head and i jumped behind a crate and returned fire. Shooting to kill as soon as it had started it ended. Still aiming my gun as i approached the buyer as blood oozed out from his chest. He breathe his last words say " I am sorry my son, forgive me" . The lifeless body layed there as i stood rooted to the spot. The paramedics arrived and put them in a body bag. The case was soon closed and I retired ,spending my time running and looking for answers to my lost family.It was a memory to live with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115685927158111412?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115685927158111412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115685927158111412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115685927158111412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115685927158111412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/compo.html' title='A Compo'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115677573249378337</id><published>2006-08-28T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:35:32.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day i fell aslp?</title><content type='html'>Omg. today my horrible day.. i fell aslp in class. i was having a bad headach etc. and wasnt feeling too well. I didnt play ball during recess either..and watched them play. Then during emaths the mock test. My brain started to ach..headach and shit i felt terrible..&lt;br /&gt;    Then had to go to assembly for the porno talk ...mr mui seem quite an expert in it the way i saw it. Daniel seem quite intrested i think,..Yi min was helping by sitting behind me and kept swearing fish fish fish all way.. i dont know why he keep swearing that.. then chin wee feel aslp even before the talk started.. i tried to slp but in vain i couldnt...damm should of just skipped the bloody assembly and slp in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WORSt OF All i Had Tution in the after School. DIE DIE DIE. i went back to class..tears really  came out.i wanted to slp badly and my head was giving me the Sh**. Thank god my sis followed me all the way to chua chu kang. She was on the way home so we went together.Thanks syifah...&lt;br /&gt;    my Tution with the Amaths GOD! was alright..although I was like a dummy just sitting there nodding my head and doing whateva he asked me to do..lucky i can do the amaths question or else he would skin me alive...Then for two agonizing hours i kept awake and as usual my brain was playing games on me...two hours seem to take eternity.!~...argh after that i didnt take my sis advice...What AN IDIOT OF ME! and i went to the lib to study...i felt horrible when i reached the lib.&lt;br /&gt;      I got a table and feeling rather queasy i went to the toilet and when i walked back to my table through the reference section . Somewhere along there i lost consciousness. A librarian woke me up and asked me why i sleeping on the floor:? Huh? what floor ? took me like 2mins to realise what happen...then i went back to my table and force some chem and phy  into my brain of mine. How pathetic....These few nights i cant sleep, i dont feel well. I feel rather sick..I always feeling tired...These few nights i really cant slp. Whats happening to me? i never felt the same after the dengue attack..i really never felt the same..&lt;br /&gt;      I am tired...i feel like sleeping but i know it be just a sleepness night..i wont fall aslp till 12 or 1 am. Only to be awaken again by myself.I sleep in school..i hate that. I get worked up easily...i swore a lot today..couldnt help it..though i hated ..i really plan to kick the swearing habit. though sometimes it aint working... My Exam is tmr. Thank you its in the first shift..i will be fine i hope...i am going to lie down now..counting and thinking till i fall into a restless slp ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Time will heal me...&lt;br /&gt;maybe...&lt;br /&gt;only time can tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115677573249378337?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115677573249378337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115677573249378337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115677573249378337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115677573249378337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-i-fell-aslp.html' title='The Day i fell aslp?'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115668118615486253</id><published>2006-08-27T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:58:34.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SunDay</title><content type='html'>Is been quite a day today...went for piano this morning and as usual i couldnt get any place and went back home. :( i had to do my revision at home...damm it was a boring day today. Teak finally changed his blog..haha great. something different...well it was amazing today..cuz i was studying bio 1 minute next thing i woke up and it was 6pm. haha..i didnt even know i fell aslp. Plan to go to sleep early tmr will be a busy day..i got tution! haha dont know if my sis going for her higher mt tmr. then i got some1 to follow me to Chua chu kang haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway..i going back to study now.haha. okie CYa Folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Greatest Thing In Life Cannot Be Seen Or Even Touched,&lt;br /&gt;They Have to Be Felt Within The Heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115668118615486253?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115668118615486253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115668118615486253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115668118615486253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115668118615486253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday_27.html' title='SunDay'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115662257016810501</id><published>2006-08-27T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T04:44:03.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio Pract</title><content type='html'>National Day Celebration me and my sis both getting award (gold) for GSA!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/1600/Picture%20167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1442/3623/320/Picture%20167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a day it was .I thought the scouts went kinda crazy running here and there, talk about putting some life into the celebration haha.Well i guess that would be a day to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh currently its 3.45am and i cant sleep. haha i told syifah that i was very tired at 12am + and went to bed, now i am wide awake. The air is rather chilly and still outside, so errie after walking out into the porch just now . gave me goosebumps lolz. Well i have been having sleepless nights very often, mum asked me to see a doc and i refused.i am not crazy. well will see how things get along from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio pract was kinda not hard not easy, and i hope i did alright ..haha teak and xia was right. Ginger and Histogram were coming out. lucky i did study histogram and look the parts of the ginger before the pract. It went smoothly except daniel being practical joke of the class. Guess what he did. He Mixed up S1 and S2 up changing it only at the last minute... confusing himself. And during the pract i have no idea in hell did he manged to do the bendict test till the test tube was 3/4 full of whatsoever. haha we put in boiling water bath for 5mins. i think daniel put his in for 50mins. Then so Marco on my right during the exam was so free and happy he played with his SI and S2.he ended up becoming a CheF and start chopping up S1 and S2 and mixing them together. He might have done the BBQ on the wire mesh, i think haha...we all checking our work. and Marco on the right smiling at everyone like another bio pract. After Bio pract exami acutally went home from school at 2pm and went to study..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115662257016810501?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115662257016810501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115662257016810501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115662257016810501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115662257016810501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/bio-pract.html' title='Bio Pract'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115658843300963878</id><published>2006-08-26T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T04:07:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swearing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, August 27, 2006ã€Œ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Living Life  3.56AM ã€&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ve just started my blog at the same time as teak and is rather intresting learning how to use and create 1. intrestin indeed. well exams are drawing closer,by now all of you would be mugging ur ass off or not. Well seriously people i do not mug. i just study here and there. Not as much as some people. I call myself hardworking but dumb. haha..Thats why i dont do well in exams although i study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sreening through the many intertwined blogs and having a insight of what excatly in going through ur minds , i have landed myself on 1 topic that i see a common thing that keeps resurfacing in almost all blogs. &lt;strong&gt;Swearing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a survey on swearing back 2months ago on yahoo answers to get different thinking from the Public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AvlT1iTREwDz2lSu4sxeouLsy6IX?qid=1006040719998"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AvlT1iTREwDz2lSu4sxeouLsy6IX?qid=1006040719998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see. Swearing is just a bad habit that we all have got acustomed to in a ever changing society. But swearing is form of venting ur anger?fastruation? i think so, but such foul language used to insult people doesnt change the problem nor fix anything and only antagonize people's feelings. I find it is just a bad habit and we should just try to learn to kick that habit. I have tried myself but in a state of anger i would swear. Nowadays people just swear for fun. I mean boys swear a lot and now even girls swear too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to kick that awful habit and maybe society may just be a bit more lifely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115658843300963878?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115658843300963878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115658843300963878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115658843300963878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115658843300963878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/swearing.html' title='Swearing'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33045980.post-115607168993449631</id><published>2006-08-20T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:01:29.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Composition 2</title><content type='html'>Treasuring Your Life.Dont Be foolish)&lt;br /&gt;The air was moist and chilly as i stepped out into the pitch black of the tent.The howling wind blew past me,sending the coldness right through my windbreaker and into my body. I shivered as i grabbed my havasack and gear and on my night light. I moved towards the steep slope ahead that loomed ahead over the ridge.&lt;br /&gt;       When i was a young boy my dad gave me a picture of the k2 mountain and being fansinated by it i decided to dream to climb up it. My dreams turned into planning and into a relativty. It was a dangerous and crazy thing for me to climb the Mt K2 Alone and do it within 6 days from base camp. A few weeks of planning and training.It was a hike to test me mentally and physically. I was going to do this as i told my self over again and again. I spent my days running and jogging and carrying my load at the lower alps of the mountain to aclimate my body to the high attitude of the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;        I walked slowly and steadily up the route to the Summit. It was the last stetch for me to meet my acomplisment. I headed north bearing 200 degrees. The temperature was -12 'C . I took no less than 2 hours to reach the final part to climb the sheer ice face using ice picks . It took me a agongising 3 hours just to reach the top where i secured a line for myself to belay myself back down afterwards. I moved arched towards the peak..My heart was breathing heavily as i knew this was it.&lt;br /&gt;           Suddenly the snow below me gave way. "F*** i swored as i said avalance just before i could say before i lost my balance as the snow took me down off the edge. The snow engulfed me like a monster taking its prey. I was tumbling around the snow . I couldnt think of anything as i rolled down , it seemed to last eternity. suddenly i felt so light, i looked up and saw the bright shiny sun i returned look down and saw myself being flung off the cliff with shear force. MY harness was stills secure as soon as i ran out of rope it yanked me back up like a bungee jump. I flew back up a few feet before crashing back down, i was hanging in mid air off a sheer rock face. Blood oozed from jacket only to be frozen within seconds.&lt;br /&gt;        I soon camed to my senses..that i had it. Was it meant to end this way? i had no recsuce and i was doomed to die sooner or later. From my internal injuries or being frozen. I took out a pen and scribbed down a note on my own jacket " IF you find this letter i am stuck here on the rock face, i am dying, its a matter of time only. Dad ,Mum i am sorry ..." Address 12 Agline Bay 123213 New Orlando. Closing my eyes i took out my knife and cut the rope that i hang from.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33045980-115607168993449631?l=chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/feeds/115607168993449631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33045980&amp;postID=115607168993449631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115607168993449631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33045980/posts/default/115607168993449631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chroniclesofalife.blogspot.com/2006/08/composition-2.html' title='Composition 2'/><author><name>WL.Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11773183557549802941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
