<?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-10317930</id><updated>2011-06-26T20:15:33.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/                Paperback Novel ;;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10317930.post-116092117107963379</id><published>2006-10-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:43:07.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/jtzdxseO-gs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/jtzdxseO-gs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is what I'd love to be able to do.&lt;br /&gt;Someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-116092117107963379?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/116092117107963379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=116092117107963379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/116092117107963379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/116092117107963379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/10/absolutely-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-115975412708480502</id><published>2006-10-02T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T09:55:27.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;THE HILL&lt;br /&gt;by: Rupert Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;You said "Through glory and ecstasy we pass;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Wind, sun, and earth remain, and birds sing still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;When we are old, are old...." "And when we die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;All's over that is ours; and life burns on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Through other lovers, other lips" said I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;"Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;"We shall go down with unreluctant tread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Rose-crowned into the darkness!".... Proud we were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;And laughed, that had such brave true things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;-- And then you suddenly cried, and turned away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-115975412708480502?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/115975412708480502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=115975412708480502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/115975412708480502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/115975412708480502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/10/hill-by-rupert-brooke-breathless-we.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-115202626025349913</id><published>2006-07-04T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:18:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/ Please visit &lt;a href="http://tzarist.com"&gt;Tzarist&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/newpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/200/newpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10317930.post-115166344311598934</id><published>2006-06-30T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T10:39:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;/ World Cup &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Betting&lt;/span&gt; Fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy scenario please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Too much geography,&lt;br /&gt;my hand is still stiff from writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me pass.&lt;br /&gt;An E at least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Random: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This picture, Patch (Below), drawn by a 3 year old girl who controlled the mouse with her left foot was sold for 4000 pounds in a charity auction last May. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/200/patch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do You Believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-115166344311598934?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/115166344311598934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=115166344311598934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/115166344311598934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/115166344311598934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-betting-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114862901222370170</id><published>2006-05-26T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T15:41:04.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/group2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/group2.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ And I always knew that we could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did it.&lt;br /&gt;We played beautiful soccer,&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending the season with a bang.&lt;br /&gt;7-0 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we played,&lt;br /&gt;it really doesn't matter that we came in third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling from wednesday's still very much felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable;&lt;br /&gt;But we did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114862901222370170?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114862901222370170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114862901222370170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114862901222370170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114862901222370170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-i-always-knew-that-we-could-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114839171462633379</id><published>2006-05-23T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:41:54.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/Last match with the mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.AM.GOING.TO.ENJOY.IT.&lt;br /&gt;AND USE ALL THE ENERGY I HAVE IN ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You never know when you'd get substituted!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114839171462633379?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114839171462633379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114839171462633379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114839171462633379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114839171462633379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-match-with-mates.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114830948225083403</id><published>2006-05-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:51:22.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/That's just how things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/P1000840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/P1000840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/P1000837.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You win some,&lt;br /&gt;and you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;I just really wish&lt;br /&gt;we didn't lose that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;we'd play beautiful soccer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114830948225083403?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114830948225083403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114830948225083403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114830948225083403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114830948225083403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/05/thats-just-how-things-work.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114811434341920585</id><published>2006-05-20T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T00:24:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://saints-united.blogspot.com"&gt;My Favourite Soccer Team&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/P1000845.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/P1000845.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the pitch,&lt;br /&gt;we're just a bunch of people who love the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who gauge our abilities only by what we can achieve in material form.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, step aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really don't know what it's like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114811434341920585?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114811434341920585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114811434341920585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114811434341920585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114811434341920585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-favourite-soccer-team-on-pitch-were.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114630926934286255</id><published>2006-04-29T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T19:21:50.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, Saints.</title><content type='html'>/ Finishes that needed to be finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer girls,&lt;br /&gt;It was a game well played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we slipped.&lt;br /&gt;We'd get up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Saints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114630926934286255?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114630926934286255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114630926934286255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114630926934286255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114630926934286255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/04/up-saints.html' title='Up, Saints.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114533575337549020</id><published>2006-04-18T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T12:49:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question?</title><content type='html'>/Question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If school was optional,&lt;br /&gt;Would you take the option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think school SHOULD start at 830.&lt;br /&gt;And I am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season starts TOMORROW,&lt;br /&gt;ahh, but if tomorrow never comes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good weather please.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want the rain, don't want the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;how picky can we be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114533575337549020?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10317930.post-114343140218653075</id><published>2006-03-27T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:50:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHS</title><content type='html'>/ OHHS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh ! I am an Ah Lian that likes to add a letter S behind my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we got longer weekend breaks like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block Test 1's over.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I think I should stop acting like A's are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited about my Whose Line is it Anyway? downloads !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114343140218653075?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114343140218653075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114343140218653075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114343140218653075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114343140218653075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/03/ohhs.html' title='OHHS'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-114052625748602814</id><published>2006-02-21T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:50:57.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NINETEEN I AM.</title><content type='html'>/NINETEEN, I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you guys &lt;strong&gt;caught me&lt;/strong&gt; this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-114052625748602814?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/114052625748602814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=114052625748602814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114052625748602814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/114052625748602814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2006/02/nineteen-i-am.html' title='NINETEEN I AM.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113776170916277503</id><published>2006-01-20T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:55:09.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodsville</title><content type='html'>/Life at Woodsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st entry of year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has begun in the humble neighbourhood of Potong Pasir,&lt;br /&gt;though we should really call it Woodsville cause that's supposedly politically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time I settled down proper.&lt;br /&gt;(Who wants to marry me?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I believe it's due to the fact that the notes I have for last year are not filed neatly.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I'm feeling quite disorganized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E at the new compound has a different feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;It feels sunnier somehow,&lt;br /&gt;like we're in a picture or something.&lt;br /&gt;But there are days when it just rains.&lt;br /&gt;Non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;That's getting less frequent now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The track is new so it adds a bounce when we run.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait for the field to be ready,&lt;br /&gt;then we can have field trainings as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and the rock wall too!&lt;br /&gt;Coach'd be letting us try climbing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Okay wait. Just one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares to guess the advertisement below?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scenario:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady (I shall not disclose her name or it'd be too obvious) sits on a chair and starts to move a mouth in a camel-like manner.&lt;br /&gt;Here comes a voice asking her what is it she's eating? Is it chewing gum?&lt;br /&gt;She shakes a head a little and says, noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;It's ____________ (I cannot disclose the name of whatever she was eating or it'd be too obvious once again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113776170916277503?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113776170916277503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113776170916277503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113776170916277503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113776170916277503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/GALLERY@MALAN.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's it for us at Malan Road.&lt;br /&gt;SAJC has moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to the Cafe and hello to Tuckshop !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/GALLERY@MALAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113586531289385698?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113586531289385698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113586531289385698' title='0 Comments'/><link 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hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/400/christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a christmas without Calvin and Hobbes?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it'd be really interesting to hang out with&lt;br /&gt;Calvin and his tiger for just one day&lt;br /&gt;And to see what crazy stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113549618839422775?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113549618839422775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113549618839422775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cooling christmas morning,&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the best Singapore can do !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good enough though.&lt;br /&gt;I felt warm in my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it,&lt;br /&gt;Christmas of the year 2005.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113547798185562333?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113547798185562333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113547798185562333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113547798185562333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113547798185562333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='HO HO HO'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113547746804928608</id><published>2005-12-25T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T10:24:28.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10317930.post-113515958107874545</id><published>2005-12-21T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:06:21.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/ Dodgeball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing dodgeball with the cousins is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in such a small playing area.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well it is actually really fun&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that they find extreme joy in aiming the ball at me most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, they don't like me very much do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to them,&lt;br /&gt;balls (the ball's made of rubber, and much of the air has escaped from it so it poses no danger to anyone in the game) hit on the head are not counted as a Kill.&lt;br /&gt;But that's NOT fair,they are all so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of them can really do the Matrix slow motion dodge superbly well.&lt;br /&gt;WOW! Very quick reflexes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,truth is.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at dodgeball.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm too big or something.&lt;br /&gt;Old and slow.&lt;br /&gt;You can't quite dodge the balls as well as the younger ones can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face it! You're an Oldie, Sim Jiaying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,that's faced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113515958107874545?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113515958107874545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113515958107874545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113515958107874545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113515958107874545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/12/dodgeball.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113513546447001739</id><published>2005-12-21T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:24:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand Me Down</title><content type='html'>/ Time and Time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Days to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, have a beautiful Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching "Friends" sure is making me laugh alot.&lt;br /&gt;The Friends Special with all the flashback. (:&lt;br /&gt;"PIVOT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going off to watch more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sick of the things I do when I'm nervous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Head for the hills, the kitchen's on fire! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was random I must say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113513546447001739?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113513546447001739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113513546447001739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113513546447001739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113513546447001739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/12/hand-me-down.html' title='Hand Me Down'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113340914349469279</id><published>2005-12-01T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T11:53:34.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream.</title><content type='html'>/ Champagne Supernova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night,&lt;br /&gt;weird one I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that well, I lost my sister.&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents, Sister and I took this spaceship like vehicle&lt;br /&gt;from Taka if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It looked like it was Taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as soon as we entered,&lt;br /&gt;the UFV just blasted off and I swear I felt the flying feeling !&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my sister alighted at this "planet"?&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew it, the UFV just flew away leaving her there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, we could not contact her after that and she sort of just went missing.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda glad that when I opened my eyes I could see the Pig sleeping on the upper bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I told my sister this dream/nightmare and she just laughed at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is kinda illogical but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to make me feel better, she told me her stupid dream too.&lt;br /&gt;She dreamt she flew to her school bookshop and realised she had no money,&lt;br /&gt;so she flew home to get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pretty pointless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113340914349469279?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113340914349469279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113340914349469279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113340914349469279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113340914349469279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/12/dream.html' title='Dream.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113299494057176977</id><published>2005-11-26T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:49:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUITCAKE?</title><content type='html'>/ I'm a little used to wandering outside the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy just came into the room&lt;br /&gt;and handed me a slice of Gardenia Fruit &amp; Nut Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason?&lt;br /&gt;His Team/Company(?) developed one of the ingredients for the loaf or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;I am not really sure because he was not clear when he was explaining anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too bad,&lt;br /&gt;so why don't you go try some?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113299494057176977?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113299494057176977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113299494057176977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113299494057176977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113299494057176977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/fruitcake.html' title='FRUITCAKE?'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113272204800787424</id><published>2005-11-23T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T09:38:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;/ I break the yolk to make a smiley face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A couple of things I missed:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there IS sunlight but I haven't felt the sun on my face for a few days already.&lt;br /&gt;It sure is very cloudy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Blue Sky.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it's so cloudy there all I see is a patch of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Fluffy Clouds.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the clouds are fluffy everywhere but once again, it's so cloudy all i see is white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) English songs.&lt;br /&gt;Batteries died. So no english songs for a few days. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Enjoying a nice gust of wind WITHOUT having to smell Smelly Bean Curd.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, I was just enjoying the nice night breeze and cooling weather when I was stung by the pungent smell of SMELLY TOFU ! Not. Pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Some other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few ways we announced our tourist identities:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being the only ones standing on the left of the escalators.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how all of them just automatically stand to their right and they leave the left land empty.&lt;br /&gt;We took a few seconds to realise that we were supposed to stand to our rights.&lt;br /&gt;And I was still wondering where they hung the Fine-$500-for-standing-on-the-wrong-side sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Holding .. a Map.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy took his out of his bag once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Speaking English.&lt;br /&gt;They speak chinese all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Drinking from Bottled waters provided by our Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Taking Photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that tomorrow goes well for sissy.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lucks to all little 12 year old kids who will find it difficult to sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113272204800787424?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113272204800787424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113272204800787424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113272204800787424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113272204800787424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/home.html' title='HOME'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113185237221815023</id><published>2005-11-13T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T11:32:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOONDANCE</title><content type='html'>/Can I just have one more moondance with you, my Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I watched a bit of Power Rangers Dino-Don't-Know-What.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how they change and evolve the Power Rangers&lt;br /&gt;from those 5 people in clothes with diamond patterns to some Ninja costumed Rangers&lt;br /&gt;and now to the Dino version.&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what I learnt from watching Power Rangers for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently,&lt;br /&gt;I caught the 500th Episode of the Power Rangers (GO GO POWER RANGERS !)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway and they did all sorts of Recap.&lt;br /&gt;Hands up those who remember Kimberly the Pink Ranger and Tommy the Green Ranger.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;My sister told me that Tommy was still in the show.&lt;br /&gt;-Shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;He must be lik 30 years old now!&lt;br /&gt;Still acting young, fighting the "Monsters" which are really just People in Grey Costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see the part where the Rangers should/would jump into a Big Transformer Robot&lt;br /&gt;after "It' Morphing Time".&lt;br /&gt;Do they even do the Morphing Time thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I meant to say is ..&lt;br /&gt;I realise how much I like waking up to Gold 90.5 FM.&lt;br /&gt;And falling asleep with Gold 90.5 FM.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the middle of the night to hear some really nice classics.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes Auntie Rose will switch the Radio off.&lt;br /&gt;Easy, I'll switch it on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Nice, and soothing.&lt;br /&gt;And they play good songs okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night,&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to hear&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble and Nelly Furtado singing&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me when will you be mine,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Quando Quando Quando"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I think I just fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP SQUIRMING !&lt;br /&gt;BE OPEN TO ALL GENRES OF MUSIC !&lt;br /&gt;I apologise to the Techno Family though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go.&lt;br /&gt;Lullaby of Birdland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113185237221815023?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10317930.post-113167996379349354</id><published>2005-11-11T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:32:43.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA</title><content type='html'>/ Food for Thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matin's place was food heaven.&lt;br /&gt;There was Longtong with extra never-seen-before ingredients,&lt;br /&gt;like Prawns, meat and some other unidentified-yummy-objects mixed in nice paste/sauce.&lt;br /&gt;Prawns in sweet sambal chilli or whatever the chilli sauce is really called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Lemak with Fried Chicken and fluffy eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Snacks like Tapioca crackers in nice sweet chilli sauce&lt;br /&gt;(Pardon my very lousy description of food)&lt;br /&gt;And Cereals glazed with honey and baked.&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Chocolates, Pineapple Tarts, Chocolate Biscuits and&lt;br /&gt;Ice Jelly with cocktail and Lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Plus we ate the Nasi Lemak with our hands.&lt;br /&gt;How very traditional of us.&lt;br /&gt;Though I have to admit we looked rather clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate so much I think I'm 55kg now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113167996379349354?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113167996379349354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113167996379349354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113167996379349354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113167996379349354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113159729894099890</id><published>2005-11-10T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T12:35:32.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUN RUN RUN</title><content type='html'>/RUN! AS FAST AS YOU CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training at 730 in the morning is really pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Though I do like having the field to ourselves and the sun and everything.&lt;br /&gt;And having early trainings means that the trainings end early.&lt;br /&gt;BUT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TO SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;AND ! It's the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I've to wave goodbye to sleeping in on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays!&lt;br /&gt;-Waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week would be worse,&lt;br /&gt;with my group's OP time slot at 730AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, everyone's actually supposed to bring some food to much on after training&lt;br /&gt;And also, so that we can bond over meals.&lt;br /&gt;I brought my eggy sandwich and ordered watermelon, honeydew and papaya from the fruit stall.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Just to realise that I'm the only one feasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH KAY.&lt;br /&gt;ZHENG YINGZHEN JUST HAPPILY POPPED BY TO GIVE ME A SURPLISE !&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;SIAO TING TONG, SLACKING DURING PW !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113159729894099890?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113159729894099890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113159729894099890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113159729894099890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113159729894099890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/run-run-run.html' title='RUN RUN RUN'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113112636649768522</id><published>2005-11-05T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T01:54:31.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss how we'd share our thoughts, views and feelings.</title><content type='html'>/ Well, I've been holding on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Mr Zen on the table,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the day that Bro's free.&lt;br /&gt;So he can come down to Jurong (The Creative Headquarters) with me and get Mr Zen traded for another.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least do soemthing.&lt;br /&gt;WELL, cause I'm rather inadequate when I work alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;the thing is.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what is wrong with my player.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it even more vexing.&lt;br /&gt;~!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;not having music with me for some time makes me feel quite :&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine listening to yourself sing in your head each time you feel like hearing a song?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I don't sing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;if you have music and it's playing say ..&lt;br /&gt;Tian Mi Mi.&lt;br /&gt;(Though I really wonder why you have that song in your player.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when that plays I guess you could and might&lt;br /&gt;start thinking about a lady in faded flowery-pajamas-looking outfit&lt;br /&gt;sitting on a bicycle driven by man in singlet and brown shorts.&lt;br /&gt;HEY! I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With music, I think it guides you along to explore and tap into your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe sets you off to think about random things you hear in the song,&lt;br /&gt;things that you won't just start thinking about most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what's amazing about Music is that it brings us back to a Time.&lt;br /&gt;A moment in time-- a flashback.&lt;br /&gt;And it's like wow we're back there once again.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's not a specific moment,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe just a feeling you get.&lt;br /&gt;A familiar feeling that comes each time you hear a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe music's like an organizer for the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's so much to remember and so much to think about,&lt;br /&gt;we sometimes forget that something was actually there.&lt;br /&gt;That's why we need an organizer with those flappy markings and&lt;br /&gt;so we can locate those important "data" whenever we feel like or want to,&lt;br /&gt;or sometimes even if it's not done on purpose,&lt;br /&gt;we flip open to a particular page&lt;br /&gt;and we just end up reading the "data".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like an organizer,&lt;br /&gt;there are blank pages that require nothing to be specifically written on top,&lt;br /&gt;just some doodle and scribblings maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I think those pages are supposed to be for songs that make you think of nothing much,&lt;br /&gt;but maybe only wanting to bob to the music a little bit and sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it exactly works or if it really works like this but if it does,&lt;br /&gt;I think it should be really really complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Far more complicated than I should be able to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;I guess everyone's organizer is different.&lt;br /&gt;So songs that trigger someone to think about something&lt;br /&gt;might just be a nice sing-along song to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again,&lt;br /&gt;I think the brain might just be a teeny weeny bit too messy and complicated to just be sorted out by an organizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe we have more than 1 organizer?&lt;br /&gt;Like an organizer for certain Scents/Odour.&lt;br /&gt;And taste maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;This feels like a soliloquy or a monoloque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113112636649768522?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113112636649768522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113112636649768522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113112636649768522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113112636649768522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-miss-how-wed-share-our-thoughts.html' title='i miss how we&apos;d share our thoughts, views and feelings.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113094131801645496</id><published>2005-11-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T22:29:30.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/ Sway in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training wasn't really training.&lt;br /&gt;Met THE coach.&lt;br /&gt;He's male and is the coach for SGI apparently.&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were getting a female one though.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what he's got installed for us during training then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed attempt for the soccer people to play pool at Stacia's.&lt;br /&gt;Place was booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mahjong at Andy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there actually is a pun in what was said in the heading if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to explain. Sway as in Suay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First game:&lt;br /&gt;Triplets of DONG&lt;br /&gt;Triplets of NAN&lt;br /&gt;Triplets of XI&lt;br /&gt;Triplets of BAI BAN&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a HONG ZHONG for my pair of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tom(which is really not his real name but they just gave him that name when his name is actually Zi Jun.) from his class had to game and win with how many points?!&lt;br /&gt;ONE MEGRE POINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh look what's the next tile,&lt;br /&gt;it's none other than the HONG ZHONG i've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;And ANYONE WOULD HAVE DISCARDED IT,&lt;br /&gt;because there was already two HONG ZHONG's out on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS!&lt;br /&gt;I had a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Waves goodbye to 15 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess Zi Jun had it worse, much worse.&lt;br /&gt;He had to pay $3.20 to everybody because he THOUGHT he gamed&lt;br /&gt;but instead of a 6CircleThings Tile which he took on his own,&lt;br /&gt;he was too excited by the fact that he would have won big&lt;br /&gt;that he saw his tile as 8CircleThings (what he really needed to win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor guy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Loss:&lt;br /&gt;-$2.10&lt;br /&gt;-voice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113094131801645496?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113094131801645496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113094131801645496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113094131801645496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113094131801645496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/sway-in-my-way-training-wasnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113089431181605957</id><published>2005-11-02T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:27:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/And as we lie beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;we realise how small we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday felt very much like a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;But time check,&lt;br /&gt;it's Wednesday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;I missed my Sunday shows.&lt;br /&gt;I particularly like these lines said in one of my Sunday shows,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm going to paste it in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was that said that- probably Shakespeare or maybe Sting. But at the moment, it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw, my inability to change. I don't think that I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I get to realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same, for as long as possible, standing perfectly still. It feels better somehow; and if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected, who knows what other pain might be waiting out there? Chances are, it could be even worse. So you maintain the status quo, choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad- not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict; you're not killing anyone, except maybe your self a little. When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing that most people wouldn't even notice unless they look really really close, which thank god, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you that change feels like a world of difference, and you hope that it is, that this is the person you'll get to be forever, that you'll never have to change again."&lt;br /&gt;-Everwood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113089431181605957?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113089431181605957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113089431181605957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113089431181605957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I have a toad in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;-croaks&lt;br /&gt;If I were to speak another 100 more words,&lt;br /&gt;I swear I won't be able to talk pronounce vowels anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just 50 will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very relieved because Mr Technician could come down today&lt;br /&gt;and Mr Electone Organ is officially fixed and alive.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;We just have to run the rhythm box for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Elapsed time: 1 hour 10 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Mr Zen be revived?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just stop referring to my electronic friends as Mr what,&lt;br /&gt;and Mr what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Like a stench that refuses to go away,&lt;br /&gt;I am a big rubbish bin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;filled to the brim. \:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113075149270288300?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113075149270288300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113075149270288300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113075149270288300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113075149270288300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='|:'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113058244666272187</id><published>2005-10-29T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T22:13:55.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTRONIC STRIKE</title><content type='html'>/BOYCOTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my electronic friends and I have some issues.&lt;br /&gt;|:&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they all conspired against me during a meeting,&lt;br /&gt;when I do not know, but this is what they came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decided to go on an electronic strike.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zen Micro's hardly even working.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you think a player's working just because you can switch it on and there's light and a couple of words, then maybe Mr Zen is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My electone organ, decides to break down today,&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks away from my Organ Exam.&lt;br /&gt;Perfecto timing really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Mr Technician man come any sooner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'd be without an instrument to practise on,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stay back after lessons to clock some practice time.&lt;br /&gt;Who should know that playing the Organ would make you so sleepy?&lt;br /&gt;Slept like a Piggymon from 4 plus to 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the United Nations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113058244666272187?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113058244666272187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113058244666272187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113058244666272187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113058244666272187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/10/electronic-strike.html' title='ELECTRONIC STRIKE'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-113056162322849239</id><published>2005-10-29T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T12:55:03.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HMM</title><content type='html'>/Somebody tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Has.The.United.Nations.Failed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|:&lt;br /&gt;Been at it the past hour and a half already.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see,&lt;br /&gt;I have found out what its goals are and all.&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go tally their goals with the global rates of poverty, starvation, environmental degradation and what not.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that way,&lt;br /&gt;I can conclude if it has failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;Had Electone lessons at 10am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy, I am.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have another one soon at 2pm again.&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when THE DAY is drawing close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marked the last official school day at Malan Road.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I would miss the toilets with the megapower flushes,&lt;br /&gt;the slightly contoured track, the botak magpies-Army Birds!, that peck on people's food when they are away buying drinks.(Okay, actually I don't think I wouldn't miss that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I'd miss the field.&lt;br /&gt;I know I would.&lt;br /&gt;How we'd carry the goal post from one end of the field to the other,&lt;br /&gt;run around, fall into the mud sometimes, play ball,&lt;br /&gt;and then look up to see the sky beautiful as always,&lt;br /&gt;especially when the sun is setting&lt;br /&gt;and how the PSA building and Commpany will look when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite describe it,&lt;br /&gt;cause you really have to see it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not as if the sky would be covered when we move to Potong Pasir&lt;br /&gt;or that the sky would be any less beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It's just that obviously, it will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there'd be pictures up soon yes?&lt;br /&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't really left the old compound yet,&lt;br /&gt;there'd still be trainings there;&lt;br /&gt;which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;And Project Work Oral Presentation(Unfortunately).&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe our school founded Project Work!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;To those who know of the tunnel at the current compound which used to lead to Labrador Park but is now sealed with cement,&lt;br /&gt;please look me up and come with a drill or something!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, shouldn't we knock a through path and check it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the MUN question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113056162322849239?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113056162322849239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113056162322849239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pouring tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait for bedtime,&lt;br /&gt;great weather to sleep in. (:&lt;br /&gt;And great weather to hope that &lt;br /&gt;you won't need to wake up the next morning&lt;br /&gt;and so you can just keep sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw how the lightning lit the entire sky up.&lt;br /&gt;WHOAA.&lt;br /&gt;Powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I will get you Sylvia, for lying to me about you going to Australia!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training in the morning today was great.&lt;br /&gt;I love trainings early in the mornings,&lt;br /&gt;the sun and how we don't have to share the field with other CCAs&lt;br /&gt;(except the soccer boys, but they were using only a tiny portion of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my legs are gonna ache tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;|:&lt;br /&gt;They already are aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New coach coming in next Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Joyful, joyful.&lt;br /&gt;I heard she's the lady with the Chicago Eagles the other time we played a friendly with them !&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she's gonna be our long term coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is actually no point in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;So yes,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note]Mr Zan Micro Pronounced Dead:27/10/05&lt;br /&gt;The case of the un-fixable player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to cover my ears for a while now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-113042489508610228?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/113042489508610228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=113042489508610228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113042489508610228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/113042489508610228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/10/lightning.html' title='LIGHTNING'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112978241278343142</id><published>2005-10-20T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:28:14.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUNAWAY.</title><content type='html'>/ &lt;strong&gt;Brightest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you find yourself here&lt;br /&gt;On my side of town&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you'd come to my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Like you don't know&lt;br /&gt;What we ever fought about&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that she warms my heart&lt;br /&gt;And knows what all my imperfections are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she said that I was the brightest&lt;br /&gt;Little firefly in her jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just know that she warms my heart&lt;br /&gt;And knows what all my imperfections are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she says that I am the brightest&lt;br /&gt;Little firefly in her jar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zen Micro is undetectable:dead, and has been dead for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;Even after Emailing the customer care service people several times and heading down to the Headquarters in search of the problem AND solution,&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, that it doesn't get detected by Lynette's computer.&lt;br /&gt;For if it does,&lt;br /&gt;I really wouldn't know what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything.&lt;br /&gt;Downloading their stupid firmwares,updating my Mediasource Explorer, Zen Micro Explorer, using Lynette's USB cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, Creative wants me to try with the cable they used at the Centre ..&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING IN 2 HOURS' TIME.&lt;br /&gt;FITNESS FITNESS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 rounds anyone?&lt;br /&gt;-Runs away from the horde of soccer people coming after me with knives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112978241278343142?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112978241278343142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112978241278343142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112978241278343142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112978241278343142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/10/runaway.html' title='RUNAWAY.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112753456283237897</id><published>2005-09-24T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T12:02:42.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIDE AND SEEK</title><content type='html'>/ Hide and Seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are we? What the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;The dust has only just begun to fall,&lt;br /&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;br /&gt;When busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song.&lt;br /&gt;STUDY !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112753456283237897?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112753456283237897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112753456283237897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112753456283237897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112753456283237897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/09/hide-and-seek.html' title='HIDE AND SEEK'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112705268128380331</id><published>2005-09-18T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:23:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooncake Festival</title><content type='html'>/If there's no one beside you &lt;br /&gt;When your soul embarks &lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon already looked bright and round from the car as we drove down Upper Thomson Road.&lt;br /&gt;But it looked even brighter and more beautiful when we were at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;the moon shines brighter this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell,&lt;br /&gt;I don't write very well.&lt;br /&gt;And so, I don't quite know how to tell you how beautiful the moon really was/is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know,&lt;br /&gt;and I can tell you that&lt;br /&gt;the moon means more to us than just something shining in the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, Happy Mooncake Festival everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A day for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112705268128380331?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112705268128380331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112705268128380331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112705268128380331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112705268128380331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/09/mooncake-festival.html' title='Mooncake Festival'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112692897048529961</id><published>2005-09-17T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:49:30.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>/ Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat the ginko nuts, then the tangyuan.&lt;br /&gt;Bitter, then sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I wouldn't even eat the ginko nuts&lt;br /&gt;if not for the fact that my auntie says she'll pinch me if i wasted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we go to school for?&lt;br /&gt;|:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112692897048529961?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10317930.post-112634752955726637</id><published>2005-09-10T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:20:53.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALVIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CH2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 475px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/400/CH1.gif" width="455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CALVIN AND HOBBES !&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;not the funniest,&lt;br /&gt;but always endearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112634752955726637?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112634752955726637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112634752955726637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112634752955726637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112634752955726637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/09/calvin.html' title='CALVIN!'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112580714736871108</id><published>2005-09-04T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T12:12:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCCER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How we've grown ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/JERSEY31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/JERSEY31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Through every Prayer ..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/PRAYER1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/PRAYER1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Through every smile ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/POP5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/POP5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Through every stupid moment ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/FUNNYFACE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/FUNNYFACE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Through everything ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/COMM1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/POP11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/POP11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's keep growing ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/PRIZE21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/PRIZE21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;UP SAINTS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112580714736871108?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112580714736871108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112580714736871108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112580714736871108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112580714736871108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/09/soccer.html' title='SOCCER'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112558300902682574</id><published>2005-09-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:56:49.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A place of memories. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CIMG1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/CIMG1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CIMG1348.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dora; Jun; JQ; Trish; Ree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CIMG1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/CIMG1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the F&amp;N room mirror ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CIMG1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/CIMG1346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOP: Me, Ree, Trish, Jun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOTTOM: Dora, JQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CIMG1339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/CIMG1339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ree and me ! The flowers seriously give a very funny effect to the pic. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/1600/CIMG1337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/922/61/320/CIMG1337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112558300902682574?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112558300902682574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112558300902682574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112558300902682574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112558300902682574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/09/place-of-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112489065240278581</id><published>2005-08-24T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T21:53:54.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEORY?</title><content type='html'>/ Gotcha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And when you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which are hundreds and thousands of light-years away from you. And some of the stars don't even exist anymore because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or they have exploded and collapsed into red dwarfs, and that makes you seem very small, and if you have difficult things in your life it is nice to think that they are what is called negligible, which means that they are so small you don't have to take them into account when you are calculating something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... and it was like pressing your thumbnail against a radiatior when it's really hot and the pain starts and it makes you want to cry and the pain keeps hurting even when you take our thumb away from the radiator."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to put these two other quotes down a while ago but I was feeling lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of a "theory" today while i was on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;A very stuffy and badly ventilated bus.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling or studying is like travelling to a destination&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, some people drive, some get driven, some take buses and some walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that drive are the ones that have the ability to go fast and excel, thus travelling the fastest on the road.&lt;br /&gt;Those that are driven are the ones who have something that keeps that going, guiding them along and helping them out.&lt;br /&gt;And there are three different categories of people taking the bus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The ones who are sitting down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the journey can be bumpy, they manage to make it through a little easier than those who stand cause they get more air con blown at their face from the top and they get to rest their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The ones who are standing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people wish they could sit down and rest, and they are dying to get down the bus because it's getting stuffy and claustrophobic but they can't because if they do so, they will end up being slower than those who are taking the bus.&lt;br /&gt;So some just grit their teeth and hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;While some others decide to give up, get down the bus and wait for another or just simply walk.&lt;br /&gt;And those people in the bus will already be there by the time you reach the interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MEANS, you're already behind everyone else&lt;br /&gt;And by doing that you end up missing your next bus and it becomes a vicious cycle unless you suddenly learn how to drive or you manage to find a bicycle or something.&lt;br /&gt;And that is what happens when you're in a crowded bus, usually during the peak period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of studying, it's like when you're in secondary school and junior college or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is rushing up the bus because if they miss the bus; they'd be late.&lt;br /&gt;Being late is a no no in this world even if being late means you looked around the scenery a bit more, you watched the clouds in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And then you notice that if you board the bus a little later than the usual timing, which are off-peak periods, the bus goes much faster and you get a nicer, more comfortable ride.&lt;br /&gt;Less people. Less crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Because you're already late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming too much.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112489065240278581?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112489065240278581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112489065240278581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112489065240278581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112489065240278581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/08/theory.html' title='THEORY?'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112428668679181250</id><published>2005-08-17T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:51:26.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAMPS !</title><content type='html'>/ UP ! SAINTS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The season's over and hoorah !!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy !!&lt;br /&gt;We're happy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone persevered and strived on till the final whistle&lt;br /&gt;and that, is &lt;em&gt;welly welly&lt;/em&gt; neat.&lt;br /&gt;And sucking on a sweet helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ people were really nice and they were cheering for us !&lt;br /&gt;And their Keeper got so excited and she started jumping around when we cheered for TJ.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear from some people that eyes lurk in this world of technology.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Mine's safe though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I love the track with different contours at different areas&lt;br /&gt;and the water fountains in the toilets !&lt;br /&gt;Scenic. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really do love the view of the sky from the field !&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112428668679181250?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112428668679181250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112428668679181250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112428668679181250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112428668679181250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/08/champs.html' title='CHAMPS !'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112419779362639126</id><published>2005-08-16T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:27:45.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/ POSITIVITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It is like when you are upset and you hold the radio against your ear and you tune it halfway between stations so that all you get is white noise and then you turn the olume right up so that this is all you can hear and then you know you are safe because you cannot hear anything else"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I think people believe in heaven because they don't like the idea of dying, because they want to carry on living and they don't like the idea that other people will move into their house and put their things into the rubbish."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay, I took the above quotes from "the curious incident of the dog in the night-time"&lt;br /&gt;I was just re-reading the book and I really really like the book.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way Mark (Yes, he's my bestfriend :D) writes, the way he describes things as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Just like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like growing up,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the idea of growing up but I'm digressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HIP HIP HOORAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through Horror Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Through the many one and a half hour lecture and tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;Econs, Geog and more geog.&lt;br /&gt;And(!) I made it through all the &lt;em&gt;"Is it waxy ..?" &lt;/em&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be playing NYJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S DO IT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away, flu.&lt;br /&gt;-pushes virus away and rises to victory-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAH DAAH DDAAH DDAAAAAAAAAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;prizes to whoever that can guess the tune to the above DAAH(s) i've written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;I think,&lt;br /&gt;therefore I score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112419779362639126?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112419779362639126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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what we really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;I could go on to ramble about what I feel about the above sentence.&lt;br /&gt;But, I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Good night !&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112394320844952424?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112394320844952424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112394320844952424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112394320844952424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112394320844952424'/><link 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and NY)&lt;br /&gt;i think, therefore i score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot what i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to play some puzzle fighter,&lt;br /&gt;and Sims 2 .&lt;br /&gt;though i really should be doing some work.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant write anything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so good day my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112357923031342239?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112357923031342239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112357923031342239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112357923031342239'/><link 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/&gt;There.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112269622589914318?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112269622589914318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112269622589914318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112269622589914318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112269622589914318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/07/unspoken.html' title='Unspoken'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112218924318149234</id><published>2005-07-24T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T15:14:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Prediction</title><content type='html'>/ Dial tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried the Job Predictor thing in Karina's blog.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it at all.&lt;br /&gt;All they do is ask you to type your name in and they tell you what your ideal job is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st:&lt;br /&gt;Sim Jiaying, Your ideal job is a Evil boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;So I tried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd:&lt;br /&gt;Jiaying, Your ideal job is a Suicide Bomber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;I really DON'T believe my results okay&lt;br /&gt;Pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I tried for you Sabrina !&lt;br /&gt;And yours is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your ideal job is a Goal Scoring Superstar Hero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So MAYBE your PW Idea might have worked huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD NEEDS A HERO !&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, you lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112218924318149234?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112218924318149234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112218924318149234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112218924318149234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112218924318149234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/07/job-prediction.html' title='Job Prediction'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112186238580864365</id><published>2005-07-20T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:26:25.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>" SURPLISE ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a surprise when I came in here.&lt;br /&gt;Out of point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know SAJC had a Blog?&lt;br /&gt;Didnt click on it though.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda noticed it when I entered Moodle in a bid to earn some CA points.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I haven't already gotten 2 due to participation points in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;riiiggghhhht&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial Harmony Day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I heard there's lotsa good traditional food.&lt;br /&gt;And drinks too.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT as a Saints' Connect Rep,&lt;br /&gt;I have to tend a Marbles stall?!&lt;br /&gt;Goli (?) if I didn't get the spelling wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'd get to try the food out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 items tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I cant jump.&lt;br /&gt;Poof.&lt;br /&gt;Kick me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112186238580864365?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112186238580864365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112186238580864365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112186238580864365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112186238580864365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/07/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-112062327950902032</id><published>2005-07-06T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:27:32.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/Come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left my waffles on the table, untouched.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. I touched them.&lt;br /&gt;I spread layers and layers of margarine (This sounds rather sick. It’s like adding fats all over. Well, I like it ! haha) over my waffles and watched it melt.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, soaking the waffles and I added my maple syrup.&lt;br /&gt;And I drank a sip of my Milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I didn’t feel like eating anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to lie in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sin of the day: Not eating my breakfast.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care for a joke I read in Reader’s Digest?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I take that silence as a yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who killed Abraham Lincoln?” the teacher asked her Year Seven stufents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone but John raised a hand to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Do you know, John?” she asked&lt;br /&gt;“Dammit, I don’t know and I don’t care!” the boy yelled, arms crossed.&lt;br /&gt;“Stop asking me stupid questions.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upset, the teacher kept John after calss and called his father for a conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s the problem?” John’s add asked when he arrived. “Why is my son in detention?”&lt;br /&gt;“I asked John who killed Abe Lincoln and he cursed and said he didn’t know and didn’t care, and told me to stop asking him questions,” she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furious with his son, the man grabbed John by the collar. “What’s your problem, son?” he shouted. “If you killed the man, just say so."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-112062327950902032?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/112062327950902032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=112062327950902032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112062327950902032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/112062327950902032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/07/come-on-so-i-left-my-waffles-on-table.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111958723748784902</id><published>2005-06-24T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T12:35:15.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME ALONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;/ And so it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home alone.&lt;br /&gt;Feels funny.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just the rain.&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111958723748784902?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111958723748784902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111958723748784902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111958723748784902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111958723748784902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/06/home-alone.html' title='HOME ALONE'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111820477996737205</id><published>2005-06-08T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T12:32:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;/ I tried sniffing Coke once, but the ice cubes got stuck in my nose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training's at 1600 hours today.&lt;br /&gt;Odd timing I say !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be friendly against AJ and NJ,&lt;br /&gt;on AJ grounds.&lt;br /&gt;So most probably no 10km runs today?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, the friendly's going to be a triangular match though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not our idea, It's AJ's!&lt;br /&gt;-points a finger at them&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine, it's rude to point fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how are we going to play soccer in a triangular match?!&lt;br /&gt;This intrigues me.&lt;br /&gt;21 people, 1 ball,3 goal posts and a triangular field !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess they were being innovative.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it wouldnt feel as scary as a real match.&lt;br /&gt;-Shrugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111820477996737205?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111820477996737205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111820477996737205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111820477996737205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111820477996737205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-tried-sniffing-coke-once-but-ice.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111769064860124554</id><published>2005-06-02T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:37:28.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTHING</title><content type='html'>/I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lazy thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so everyday's lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food makes the world go round,&lt;br /&gt;well err it makes me go round too.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Eat first,  Complain later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dydy Toe was supposd to call me after she Pung Sai.&lt;br /&gt;But where is the phone call?!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ?&lt;br /&gt;BLUFFER YOU !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111769064860124554?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111769064860124554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111769064860124554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111769064860124554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111769064860124554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing.html' title='NOTHING'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111734759885368791</id><published>2005-05-29T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:40:05.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINY DAYS</title><content type='html'>/ Quickly, I must hurry, for there goes my people and I am their leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days are nice when you're indoors, looking out.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you're enjoying your favourite weather now Pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all.&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Let's not allow the rain to dampen our spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Mm Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111734759885368791?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111734759885368791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111734759885368791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111734759885368791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111734759885368791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/rainy-days.html' title='RAINY DAYS'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111699154399234203</id><published>2005-05-25T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T20:38:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about you. whee.</title><content type='html'>/ So I told you with a smile&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;The weather kept me in bed, so I decided to give school a miss.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, there’s soccer later though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHEE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111699154399234203?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111699154399234203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111699154399234203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111699154399234203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111699154399234203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-all-about-you-whee.html' title='It&apos;s all about you. whee.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111674232505081177</id><published>2005-05-22T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T18:33:44.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENCIL</title><content type='html'>/ READY FOR A STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside,&lt;br /&gt;just before putting him into the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are 5 things you need to know before I send you out into the world", he told the pencil, " Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in someone's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you'll need it to become a better pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four: The most important part of you will always be what's inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO !&lt;br /&gt;LET'S ALL BE GREAT PENCILS !&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111674232505081177?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111674232505081177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111674232505081177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111674232505081177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111674232505081177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/pencil.html' title='PENCIL'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111673741107156574</id><published>2005-05-22T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:50:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUDIE PIES</title><content type='html'>/Rudie Pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable that way people force, push, squeeze their way up the bus&lt;br /&gt;even though it is obvious to EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;that if they wait patiently for the people on the bus to alight,&lt;br /&gt;they can board the bus without havingto step on people's feet,&lt;br /&gt;and jab people with their elbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't intending to light or anything&lt;br /&gt;but there was no way I could move,&lt;br /&gt;cause there were people jabbing me from one side, in the bus, trying to get out&lt;br /&gt;And there were people stepping on my foot from the other side.&lt;br /&gt;So I just stood there and let traffic pass.&lt;br /&gt;Wet, fishy plastic bags swiped across my leg. -frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATIENCE, IS A VIRTUE OKAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, what do we know.&lt;br /&gt;After everyone finally managed to alight the bus.&lt;br /&gt;the bus was relatively empty.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone was STILL trying to rush to a seat.&lt;br /&gt;I could have laughed out loud.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is today Vesak Day?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Vesak Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111673741107156574?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111673741107156574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111673741107156574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111673741107156574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111673741107156574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/rudie-pies.html' title='RUDIE PIES'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111571225310061927</id><published>2005-05-10T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T16:04:13.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Inc.</title><content type='html'>City's breaking down on a camel’s back.&lt;br /&gt;They just have to go 'cos they dont hold back&lt;br /&gt;So all you fill the streets it’s appealing to see&lt;br /&gt;You wont get out the county, 'cos you're bad and free&lt;br /&gt;You've got a new horizon It's ephemeral style.&lt;br /&gt;A melancholy town where we never smile.&lt;br /&gt;And all I wanna hear is the message beep.&lt;br /&gt;My dreams, they've got to kiss, because I dont get sleep, no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, Windmill for the land.&lt;br /&gt;Learn forever hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Take it all in on your stride&lt;br /&gt;It is sticking, falling down&lt;br /&gt;Love forever love is free&lt;br /&gt;Let’s turn forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, windmill for the land&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing gas these hazmats, fast cats,&lt;br /&gt;Lining them up like ass cracks,&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, homies, at the track&lt;br /&gt;its my chocolate attack.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I'm stepping in the heart of this here&lt;br /&gt;Care bear bumping in the heart of this here&lt;br /&gt;watch me as I gravitate&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Yo, we gonna go ghost town,&lt;br /&gt;this motown,&lt;br /&gt;with yo sound&lt;br /&gt;you're in the place&lt;br /&gt;you gonna bite the dust&lt;br /&gt;Cant fight with us&lt;br /&gt;With yo sound&lt;br /&gt;you kill the INC.&lt;br /&gt;so dont stop, get it, get it&lt;br /&gt;until you're cheddar header.&lt;br /&gt;Yo, watch the way I navigate&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, Windmill for the land.&lt;br /&gt;Learn forever hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Take it all in on your stride&lt;br /&gt;It is sticking, falling down&lt;br /&gt;Love forever love is free&lt;br /&gt;Let’s turn forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;Windmill, windmill for the land&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont stop, get it, get it&lt;br /&gt;we are your captains in it&lt;br /&gt;steady,&lt;br /&gt;watch me navigate,&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Dont stop, get it, get it&lt;br /&gt;we are your captains&lt;br /&gt;in it&lt;br /&gt;steady,&lt;br /&gt;watch me navigate&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahhaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111571225310061927?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111571225310061927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111571225310061927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111571225310061927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111571225310061927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/feel-good-inc.html' title='Feel Good Inc.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111564378737696518</id><published>2005-05-09T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:03:07.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile for me.</title><content type='html'>/ Smile, like the sunrise   ;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i cant smile without you,&lt;br /&gt;cant smile without you.&lt;br /&gt;i cant laugh, and i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even talk to people i meet.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel sad when ure sad,&lt;br /&gt;feel glad when ure glad.&lt;br /&gt;and you must know what i'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just cant smile without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111564378737696518?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111564378737696518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111564378737696518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111564378737696518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111564378737696518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/smile-for-me.html' title='smile for me.'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111535614929374969</id><published>2005-05-06T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T13:09:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And since you're always asking me to "blog yourself",&lt;br /&gt;I shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself&lt;br /&gt;yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE.&lt;br /&gt;GOTCHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111535614929374969?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111535614929374969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111535614929374969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111535614929374969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111535614929374969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-since-youre-always-asking-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111528381443788313</id><published>2005-05-05T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T17:03:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The quest to find the hacker</title><content type='html'>Now as we all know, (people who patronizes this blog every now and then)&lt;br /&gt;a mysterious entry appeared in the blog not too long ago (okay, maybe about a month ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An entry that made it seem as if Jiang wrote it&lt;br /&gt;An entry that made it seem as if Jiang had MOUNTIANS of HOMEORK&lt;br /&gt;An entry that went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mountians of homework in school.I have 2do my homework in schooln at home . Oh my god I am carrying stress n tiredness 2 school everywhere.hmmm.... I wonder who can help me oh .Do 2 much homeork will become crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now the quest to identify the mysterious source of this entry has just begun. A little slow since this happened QUITE long ago. BUT STILL! This person has hacked into Jiang's blog (as I am also doing) and "impersonated" her (in a way) (Something that I'm not doing) AND HAS TO BE FOUND!&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, this mysterious source posted that entry THREE TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;It is really strange I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Is this some kind of a secret code? Is there some hidden agenda?&lt;br /&gt;AM I JUST TOO BORED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. -shrugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU PLEASE BLOG YOURSELF SIM JIA YING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111528381443788313?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111528381443788313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111528381443788313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111528381443788313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111528381443788313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/quest-to-find-hacker.html' title='The quest to find the hacker'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111528342705954686</id><published>2005-05-05T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T16:57:07.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And guess who fell during soccer training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, none other than the owner of this blog (not me that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, always falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First her tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next her knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her knee again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always her knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who can tell me who reigns in the land where everybody is always falling down and suffering from bodily injuries?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111528342705954686?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111528342705954686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111528342705954686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111528342705954686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111528342705954686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;You could surf inside a chocolate tube&lt;br /&gt;Ride your board across the wave forever&lt;br /&gt;Get wiped out and never get a bruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if a shark came up and tried to bite you&lt;br /&gt;You could say "I'm chocolate I invite you"&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the world was cadbury&lt;br /&gt;You could be a soccer super star&lt;br /&gt;The referee would blow his chocolate whistle&lt;br /&gt;A shot on goal would even break the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you went and scored the winner&lt;br /&gt;You'd win the cup and eat it for your dinner&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the world was cadbury&lt;br /&gt;Driving in the car would be a tasty treat&lt;br /&gt;Changing gear would soon become a problem&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury dairy milk is so good to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you arrive at your destination&lt;br /&gt;You'll be greeted with an exclamation&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111528304939081351?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111528304939081351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111528304939081351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111528304939081351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/111528304939081351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/05/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t it be nice?'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-111441836618317611</id><published>2005-04-25T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:39:26.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since you're so busy, I shall help you update your blog and tell people what's going on in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Jiang is in SAJC (arts)&lt;br /&gt;2)Jiang is most probably joinin soccer as a cca&lt;br /&gt;3)Jiang actually thought of taking two sports cca but decided not to due to the fact that it'd be really time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;4)Jiang is taking mathematics, economics, literature and geography.&lt;br /&gt;5)Jiang does not like her mathematics teacher because he/she is really bad in teaching.. well.. mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;6)Jiang thinks she is a good cycl-ER but I think she is a good jok- IST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I called you Jiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, people can relate to you better with that nick of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is pretty much all I can think of for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS UP TO YOU TO CONTINUE  BLOGGING NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-111441836618317611?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/111441836618317611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=111441836618317611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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inside.&lt;br /&gt;-Ahem- No FIERCE dogs allowed please.&lt;br /&gt;I think my organ will be in that room too.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt it be nice to be able to just stay in the room and have all the things you need for art inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mention that I wanted to be an architect before, didnt I?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've dropped that thought since I don't take physics.&lt;br /&gt;I do want to be an architect&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps if i did take physics,&lt;br /&gt;I might find that I am not suited to be one.&lt;br /&gt;If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, visited my cousin yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;She's got a new baby !&lt;br /&gt;It's a boy.&lt;br /&gt;and his name is Marius.&lt;br /&gt;I really thought he would be named Luigi since his brother is Mario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mario and Marius' AUNTIE !&lt;br /&gt;I dont quite like that.&lt;br /&gt;Call me JIE JIE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Lunch is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10317930-110637288100778338?l=twistedhumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/110637288100778338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10317930&amp;postID=110637288100778338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/110637288100778338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10317930/posts/default/110637288100778338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedhumour.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wanted-to-be.html' title='I wanted to be ..'/><author><name>JIAYING</name><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-10317930.post-110637156848575380</id><published>2005-01-22T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T13:51:42.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;/ Anywhere you go, let me go too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It feels like a Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday felt very much like a Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super Einstein's showing on Kid's Central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's a programme that sorts of teaches people how to draw and all/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I kinda like this kinda shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyone remembers Art Attack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That guy is really creative and he draws really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know they still play Art Attack on cartoon network.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But, I've got no cable ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;TOOOOO BAD !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But they really do draw VERY well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;IMPRESSIVE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did I mention that I've got a new comp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but I haven touched it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It really is collecting dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Using my mum's laptop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There's organ lessons today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I thought it was a public holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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