<?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-6281885</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:16:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white Days.</title><subtitle type='html'>...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diq</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>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-111321929760670231</id><published>2005-04-11T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:34:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>`cOlOUrs Of thE rAinbOw</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/111321929760670231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/111321929760670231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111321929760670231' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110777551792419578</id><published>2005-02-07T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:25:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bodysurfed.yesterday, i went to punkrock returns gig. ok lah. best. first few bands were great, last bands were also best~ came with Reyd, Fiz, Irfan, Khidiir, Rhadiyah, Liana and kiki and her friend. arrived there too early i guess. before the tixman came, we were already there. and we waited.after we bought tixs. we go in. first band was EMO, i dont know why i dont like the vox. anw, second</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110777551792419578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110777551792419578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110777551792419578' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110761516211423140</id><published>2005-02-05T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T22:52:42.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diqhead.as you know, the 'sadiq's on my tagboard are not me. and diqhead is obviously in AI. and he/she's stupid. well. im not at all hurt about what diqhead says. my pants we're meant to look like that, asshole. k, whatever you say, i dont care. because you all losers. USE REAL NAME AH! penakot per sak. tiba2 jer i love myself, im gay. what fuck is this. it aint funny and its like so wetting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110761516211423140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110761516211423140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110761516211423140' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110750468431014605</id><published>2005-02-04T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T16:11:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BUaUAhaUHA...tick tock..BUhauAHuaheh sadiq imposter, AHAHAHHA, wtr. ah go hide anf fuck yourslef lah. impose as somebody else lah bastard. impose as weiny or nadd or syarah or maybe craig? craig david tak my blog. ahhh, who cares about him.anw, school was okay okay ah. yesterday, sec 3 malay students have an acting competion. each team(class) must choose a classic malay folk story. well my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110750468431014605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110750468431014605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110750468431014605' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110725790470035049</id><published>2005-02-01T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T19:38:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Sotongs.that is the name of our project work group. what a name. we dedicate our name to Hong En, the sotong. anw, whats up withNadd and Weiny? they are like hugging, and ahhh, shirik stuffs at my tag-board. oh my holy god. but i dont mind. HAHA.bio is boring. BORING GILER BABI SIAL!!!!!! anws, have been receiving homeworks from every teacher this week. wahh siansation. i hope Mr Chan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110725790470035049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110725790470035049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725790470035049' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110716195995183464</id><published>2005-01-31T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:09:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>English Summer Rainso far, everyday is best. and i love it. woohoo! hoot hoot!knew a new friend, Weiny. cool lah she. rock on."so you think you're so beautiful?" SAYS WHOwith scars of love.'so beautiful' say who.Tag Replies[Sadiq# susu 1,2,3]-- ah k.[Nila]-- ader monyet swing²?[starryemokid]-- and then i say to you, you can naik HIGHWAY LAH.[sugaa]-- yeahhhh[fathienah]-- ahahah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110716195995183464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110716195995183464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110716195995183464' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110622816623924525</id><published>2005-01-20T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T21:36:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thoughts before me.the day after i became a student leader, a fcuking thing happened. we lost our class key. i was like so fcuked up and scold everybody in class. and people were pointing fingers, which led to Patrick. then, i sort of like, screamo at him. AHAHAHAH. then face stim. then the steam condense onto his face and water, was formed. the water, was tears, of gembeng.MEREPEK SIAK.then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110622816623924525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110622816623924525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110622816623924525' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110595558467169343</id><published>2005-01-17T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T17:53:04.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Believe it or not, im a Student LeaderYesterdayWent to stadium bacuase Fariz has free tickets at gallery. fun ah. the atmosphere was great. everything the referee do also kelong. hahaha. went back at around 11.30, then sleep like what siaa.TodayI AM STUDENT LEADER. I WEAR A TIE TO SCHOOL. WEEEEEE.ahuahauahaua. really.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110595558467169343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110595558467169343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110595558467169343' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110578752281033634</id><published>2005-01-15T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T19:14:34.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cat poo. Cats suck.i was sleeping when suddenly Ru called. he asked me to get ready because we're going to Jurong Swimming Complex. then gedebak gedebuk i was waiting for them, Ru and Fareiz, at Boots and Shoes. after waiting 5-10 mins, we met.when we arrived, we had a problem. NO 20 CENTS. ahaha, then Ru go and change syilings. then gedebak gedeuk, we were at the lazy river with our buoys. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110578752281033634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110578752281033634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110578752281033634' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110544316757342209</id><published>2005-01-11T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T19:32:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2400mour school has become fucking one. every tuesday need to run 2.4km. if the first one you passed, meaning 3 points and above, you need not rerun it again. and, I FUCKING MISS IT. the passing mark, for 3 points, was 12.30s. i got 13.10 or what fuck ah. fucking school. it was a fucking waste of time taking my AI pe pants from home. burn you SKOOLE!to add salt to my fucking luck, i had to do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110544316757342209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110544316757342209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110544316757342209' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110509536956088584</id><published>2005-01-07T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T18:56:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One week.So one week has passed since new year. and a great week fer me. not great but, good ah. huh? k, as i was the class vice-chairman, mr morais asked me to make the sitting arrangement. and did it. i put them with their friends. if they not happy, go island - mr chan. ahhaha, Mr Chan, my A Maths teacher, he's a teacher that different from the rest.the first lesson he had with our class</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110509536956088584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110509536956088584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110509536956088584' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110483509313541268</id><published>2005-01-04T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T18:38:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School Daze.So, the first two days of school was, ehmm, boring? with teachers coming to class saying all the rules. one of them even showed a slide presentation about her rules. So, My form teacher is Mr Morais(pyhsics and project work), the laid back lad which Felix hate. huahuaha. Chem is taught by Ms Ng while Bio is Mrs Heng. she didn't shave her armpit hair today. eeeee.A Maths and E </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110483509313541268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110483509313541268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110483509313541268' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110449506210569784</id><published>2005-01-01T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T20:11:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Days of DecemberExactly now, is 2005. actually, i change the time to make it perfect. heheh. and a solemn one for the relatives of the dead who died in the tsunami attack. whoa, its big. if it were to hit Singapore, this country will be long sunken( next Atlantis? ). This is year is great. EHm, every year is great. People all over changed. drastically. i suddenly felt that i will miss </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110449506210569784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110449506210569784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110449506210569784' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110423731281616358</id><published>2004-12-28T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T20:35:12.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FOR MY HEIGHT'S SAKE, IM SEC 3 NEXT YEAR, fucker.k, i bought my long pants this morning.AND IT WAS DAMN BIG. My dad asked me to alter it. so i will.This entry has no motive.fuck.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110423731281616358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110423731281616358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110423731281616358' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110415553718837463</id><published>2004-12-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T21:52:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Step.Went to First Step gig yesterday. went out late because my mom didnt let me out, but i sneaked out instead. ahahaha. arrived there around 3.30pm ard there. meet up with Reyd and he gave me the tix. i went in and COY had finished their performance already. so, waited.STF was superb. the crowds even stood up for them. EMO vox was bad. A band playing System Of A Down songs were great.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110415553718837463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110415553718837463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110415553718837463' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110352327945403913</id><published>2004-12-20T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T14:14:39.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lets Get Spanky Gig.Went to the gig above with Luqman and Azli, and Yan. We met up at Yishun MRT and from there we went to Long John Silvers at City Hall. Then we make our way to SubC Gardens. Well, thats the first time i went to the garden. i had no idea it would be so unspacious. We arrived early and stayed to watch two perfroming bands, 6th Avenue and Stuck In The Toilet. Then, we went out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110352327945403913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110352327945403913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110352327945403913' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110299941897231758</id><published>2004-12-14T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T12:43:38.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paperback Writer.I'm like so bored. One or two weeks at home doing shits stuff.And suddenly Reyd ask me to join him and some of his friends to night cycle all the the way from Yishun to Sentosa. I think thats fun but, i'll be cycling from Marsiling to Sentosa. At least im not home, sua. I think my sister suck. and she told my friend about something "gunung ledang". Everybody, dont go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110299941897231758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110299941897231758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110299941897231758' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110207955510487363</id><published>2004-12-03T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:12:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blueside.Guess what? Im also a pantatman. WAHAHAHA. I played soccer with my mates and there it was, a black dog, chasing the hell out of me. I was damn scared. wahaha. Thank God the dog chased me for a short distance and chased my 10 year old brother instead. He was so scared that it traumatised him to play again next time.Well, at least we 2 brothers got lucky. Fazli, got chased the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110207955510487363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110207955510487363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110207955510487363' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110136297388741738</id><published>2004-11-25T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:09:33.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3E5.Syarah told me, on her blog, THAT IM IN 3E5! woooooooooohoooo! same with Fareiz and Amily. wow, powerrrr. wahahaha, anw, ive been jalan-ing raya for the past 2 weeks or so. but the bad thing is, none of them were with my AI friends. WEAK SAPPPP. k, i need to go. these fucking school with fucking fuck friends. wahl lawe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110136297388741738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110136297388741738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110136297388741738' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-110014940486185742</id><published>2004-11-11T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T13:03:24.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deepa-Rayerrrr.My Hindu neighbour just gave us a plate filled with Indian and Malay kuihs like Murruku and kuih Makmur. Thanks. Its like 3-4 days till HARI RAYA! WOOHOO. k, as it is nearing the DAY, my family starts cleanin the house today. what a sad thing. wahaahaa.My mother bought me a pink baju kurung. i so dont have any comments for that. i just have no comments. wahahahaa. and tomorrow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110014940486185742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/110014940486185742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110014940486185742' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109980969273691612</id><published>2004-11-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T14:41:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you should have seen, the curse that flew right by you.I was sick. Very sick. I was sick form Wednesday till now. Had high fever, then cold, then flu and now asthma. oh, god. i feel very sick. Ive been vommiting phlegm the whole night. yucks. it sure taste like fuck.Bad news for Felix, Leandra was eliminated. Too bad. Suppose to to "malay" shopping at Malaysia today but was cancelled because </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109980969273691612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109980969273691612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109980969273691612' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109930221040078532</id><published>2004-11-01T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T17:43:30.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bored.Im so bored. B+O+R+E+D = BOREDIm just updating to wish the sec 4s All the best for thier Os.Good Luck All The Best!Woohoo!Im sooo bored.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109930221040078532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109930221040078532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109930221040078532' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109914373420939447</id><published>2004-10-30T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T21:42:14.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll miss the sec fours.Frankly, I'll surely miss to see the sec fours of 2004 next year, in the school, courtyard, hall, canteen or anywhere. People like Felix, Reyd, Michelle, Vee and more. And surely miss the class of 2E5. *sob*Farewell, sec fours of 2004. you all rock.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109914373420939447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109914373420939447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109914373420939447' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109905194037337426</id><published>2004-10-29T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T20:12:20.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Farewell, dear 2E5Was a sad and solemn day for us in sec 2. The last day for us 2E5 to be together. Well, we had a farewell party in the class for the teachers. They ate while Ridhwan and I sat patheticly behind the classroom. Mr Kwa even make faces about the food. Bah, who cares. So far, i still fast fully until now. Hah.I was so dumb as to not bring my digicam. BODOH SAP. nvm. Our dearest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109905194037337426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109905194037337426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905194037337426' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109869629200779357</id><published>2004-10-25T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T17:24:52.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sack Lehmann!What an embarrassing defeat! Arsenal losing to Manchester United 2-0? wtf? i cant belive this shit. oh well, they're still first place. and will continue that position until the season end. yeah. hell yeah.I made up an excuse for not coimng to school, that is asthma. haehaea. Fasting now feels like nothing and i do not even feel hungry. great. Ms Chua is thinking of bringing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109869629200779357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109869629200779357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109869629200779357' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109845169023781336</id><published>2004-10-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T21:28:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fly kite.Yea, the results. I failed two. Im so dumb. I failed Li and His. ahahha. Bodoh sapkpk. Anw, Ms Chua and asked to go bowling, believe it. wth is wrong with her? ahahaha. cool, a sporty teacher. Anw, i made an excuse saying that my mom was angry because i failed two subjects. ahhahaBorrowed Fifa 2005 from Irfan. It is quite exact as Winning Eleven 7. Hmm, but, it really killed the time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109845169023781336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109845169023781336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109845169023781336' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109823817535751062</id><published>2004-10-20T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T10:09:35.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RasistscumHonestly speaking, the BBQ suck. Big Time. It was quite fun when we're eating and playing cards and all. It became like fuck when we started cooking. Those yellow asses thinks that they're king. Demanding and all. Fuck you. And Jia Hong's brother, think malay and indian are like "low-class". Oh come on, what decade of the year are living in? 1950? Im not going to go to the class </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109823817535751062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109823817535751062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109823817535751062' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109801894421968542</id><published>2004-10-17T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T21:15:44.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Orange CountyHave been siting infront of my screen the whole day watching The OC. I was bored the whole day so I watch the show. I watch like 10 episodes plus Starsky and Hutch DVD which my sis borrowed. I did not have the mood to study when im fasting. So im just gonna do a test paper on maths so i can be prepared for tomorrow, later.I cant belive it but, i beat Fariz and Ruzaini and Zaks in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109801894421968542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109801894421968542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109801894421968542' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109756868665595169</id><published>2004-10-11T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T16:12:30.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GeoJust now was the Geography papers. Easy sapppppp. But im not confident that im getting at least a distinction. It was a short day at school, about only 2 hrs there? Whatever. Decided to go study at Woodlands Library. I went home and arrived there and Yishi, Amily, Esther, Ruz, Shelby and Kelvin was there already.Studied History and Maths. After an hour, we started to get bored, and throw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109756868665595169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109756868665595169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109756868665595169' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109722097256111033</id><published>2004-10-08T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T15:36:12.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was a Nerd, for a day.It felt suck being a nerd. K, the ordeal is over and now, Im off to study Wooooo. I want to get at least 2 Distinctions. My Geo textbook went missing at a great period of time. Now, how the hell can I study Geo. INstead of studying Geo, Ive been busying myself with History. Felix says that History is the best subject in Humanities next year. So, im gonna follow hes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109722097256111033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109722097256111033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109722097256111033' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109704601280588937</id><published>2004-10-06T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T15:00:12.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friends? More like foe.Fuck Fareiz. You ninabeipukimakdicow. Fucker. Aku tolak tuh bdk, aku nyer pasal ah BODOH. Nak step. Dah sleger buat kerjer slenger ahhh. Sluar pakai cam sluar dalam. Ketat lagi tak bleh per. Dah lah mamak, pundek ah. Fuck. Syafiq, Ru and Rid will probably talking bout me and gossipin like fuckers. And Ru is the most fuckers of them fucker. Rid will probably talk fuck </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109704601280588937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109704601280588937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109704601280588937' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109655097246518892</id><published>2004-09-30T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T21:29:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emily.Im back to EMOCORE. Emocore, forever. Emopunk, puih. Anw, i never liked emopunk. So why I care? Started hearing to new bands, not new, but, bahhh, like HH, HTD and all. Makes me giler that kick my brother.I was in trouble again. This time, i read a "perangai mcm budak pri one"'s diary. Actually, it was Kaveen. But I involved myself. So im in. Anw, ended up getting no punishments or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109655097246518892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109655097246518892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109655097246518892' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109628068387469396</id><published>2004-09-27T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T18:25:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hot.Ive got to admit it, Zakiyah is hot. Yeah, hotter than yesteryear. Anw, was called up by Mr Fauzi just now and he says Im gonna be caned. Wooo. But, delayed until today. Alerrr, suspense jerr.Ive become 14 so fast. For me, fast. When i was in kindergarten, i thought having the two teeth in your front "boge" was handsome. When i was five, i peed at the stairs of my religious class. Pri 2, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109628068387469396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109628068387469396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109628068387469396' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109611123156975731</id><published>2004-09-25T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T19:27:32.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im so dead."Im so stupid, im so stupid,"-Tom Green. So am I. My essay was accidentally read by Mrs Chew.AKHahkAHKKHakhAKHa. Dead. And she gave it to Mr Fauzi.Thats it man. Im so dead. Nvm, as i say, the most i'll gell is the cane or suspension or whatever. It'll be me and David.And Ryan is the new Luke. Oliver is the new Ryan. K, Lame."Better off dead," from a song.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109611123156975731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109611123156975731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109611123156975731' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109602606396423381</id><published>2004-09-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T19:41:03.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me!Im 14 Woooo. So, what's the big deal, still cant watch either NC16, M18 or R21 or anything. A friend gave me an Arsenal FC 'tapestry'. Its nice. Yeah. A friend gave me a plastic full of chewing gums imported from Indonesia, bluff, Malaysia and honey sticks.We were suppose to watch Dodgeball at the cinemas but instead, we watch it at Ruz house. Its pirated. I hate watching</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109602606396423381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109602606396423381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109602606396423381' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109593017847131817</id><published>2004-09-23T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T17:09:53.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Piece of Sheet.I was pissed off by Mr Kwa's unlogical reason that made me carry my table and chair, sit outside and do 200 words essay about why i didnt bring my comprehension. Its not that I didnt bring, it when missing under my desk.I wrote like "this is just so stupid","this is bullshit","how the fuck hell","is it 200? cause i think this sheet is wasting my live" and "i assume that ive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109593017847131817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109593017847131817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109593017847131817' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109577087002549373</id><published>2004-09-21T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T20:47:50.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LemonadeAahahha, so long never update. Anw, school was fine today. Had to watch the video Hamlet, which was a bore. I cant believe a son kissing his own mom. Ew. We made commotions when the movie was starting to bore. Said to Pravin "Dont lie to me you farking guy," and was rewarded a punch to the cheeks. Called Pei Jun a dumbass an she called me jagong. Haiii, where only she learn this absurd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109577087002549373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109577087002549373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109577087002549373' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109549462402469776</id><published>2004-09-18T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T16:03:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Temasek.Went to Temasek Poly with Ms Chua, Soe, Joy, Li, Yi, Jia, Kel and YouTiao for a course on electricity. And it just wasted a morning of my life. Firstly, 'Ms-China-that-knows-every-place-in-Singapore-wannabe' direct us to the wrong train, from Yishun, going to Sembawang, instead of the other train. HOBO! Anyway, arrived like, an hour late.I thought it was going to be electricity the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109549462402469776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109549462402469776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109549462402469776' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109534567993276832</id><published>2004-09-16T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T22:41:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beverly BOO!I didn't expect Sylvester can made it through. But it was no shock for Maia and Beverly. Beverly, bahhh. ahahahaa. I just dont hope Olinda to win. Went to JiaHongs house to to project work. Instead, we went swimming, into the hot jacuzzi and into the steambath. Hahahaha. Anw, have been working hard to improve my maths but graphs still makes suck at it? huh? ahahaa."...after my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109534567993276832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109534567993276832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109534567993276832' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109513151846128636</id><published>2004-09-14T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T11:11:58.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sickened, again.So, yesterday was the first of term four. And today, im sick. This year, ive been absent from school about 3 times a month or so. Im so sick. And still sick. K, I better go clinic now. Chiaos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109513151846128636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109513151846128636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109513151846128636' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109479536873602686</id><published>2004-09-10T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T13:49:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Satisfied.Woooo, after a month of not blogging, Ive started blogging again. Aahaha. Finally, Blogger managed to publish my template. Ive made a simple template using Frontpage. I just want it to be simple and nice and organised.Anw, yesterday's class of 2004 2E5 BBQ was great. Yeah, loads of fun. We were at the beach the moment we arrived at East Coast. After an hour or so, Ms Chua and Mr Kwa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109479536873602686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109479536873602686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109479536873602686' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109462764431254370</id><published>2004-09-08T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T15:14:04.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Underage Tragedy.Hmmm, I've started blogging again. Its because Im too bored thats why. Its damn simple. And I designed myself using Microsoft Frontpage. It suck actually. Hmmm, I'll not be posting again till Friday because I've got some catching up to do with my mathematics. So, Toodles.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109462764431254370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109462764431254370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109462764431254370' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109326938666289903</id><published>2004-08-23T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T21:56:26.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ArsenalWooo, the best team in the world, Arsenal aka The Gunners has equalled Forest's record of 42 games unbeaten. Henry strike twice with other goals scored by Reyes, Pires and Bergkamp.Anw, the results i got aren't bad at all yet.Sleppy, chiao~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109326938666289903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109326938666289903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109326938666289903' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109310207869885138</id><published>2004-08-21T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T23:27:58.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So far, so good.So far, i got back two results that aren't so bad after all. At least, i didnt fail. I got 51/80 for my Malay paper and 32/50 for the Karangan. And got 51/70 for science. Damn, A2. Bad news for YiShi who gave me notes and expect to get A1 so I could buy her Cadbury Chocs.Looking forward for The Wasped Tour at Cresent Girls. Some of the perfroming bands are No Better Than You, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109310207869885138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109310207869885138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109310207869885138' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109273017656493961</id><published>2004-08-17T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T16:09:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The good or the badMaths does kills. And I'm one of its victim. The equation pulled the trigger that silenced me. I was dumbfounded when I was half-way through the paper. Damn, it killed me. I was so dead. Im thinking of getting about 30/80? I was really dumbfounded.Anw, today is officially called "Fail Common Test 2 Day" because of its difficulty to answer questions. History, is the serial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109273017656493961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109273017656493961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109273017656493961' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109255471021718945</id><published>2004-08-15T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T15:25:10.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bliss tear on my toeBored.To the max.Felt like studying but focused on other stuffs.Studying Maths instead of Geography.Will be on a hiatus for a week from now.Feeling sick and recalling the days being wonderful.Im depressed, really, this sucks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109255471021718945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109255471021718945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109255471021718945' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109232028964405514</id><published>2004-08-12T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T22:27:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When you're all aloneI had the time to change my layout. Its simple and nice. Yeah, simply nice.Anyway, I went out early from school at 12pm, and went home to take my boots.Instead going back to school again, i slept and woke at about 5.Heh. Eugene told me they won. Finally.Procrastinative at moment.Have' not covered my chaptersHmmm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109232028964405514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109232028964405514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109232028964405514' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109222694338993294</id><published>2004-08-11T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T20:22:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You've gotta look out for optionsAnyway, lost to Hadi's team 4-0. Kheekhe. Who can blame, we are away. They lost to us 12-6 when they were away. Shabil wasn't performing to well. He wasted all the chances he had. I, on the other hand, was they key passer and the faller. Hehe. Fell almost all the time because they main kaki. Anyway, what the heck.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109222694338993294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109222694338993294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109222694338993294' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109211376650210961</id><published>2004-08-10T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T12:56:06.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thought it was more than. . .Played some soccer with my old pals at the field. Its been months since i played with them. Woo, scored after caming in a minute and scored another within 5 minutes. Laugh like hell while playing.  Hmm, i think today, were challenging a team and will be playing at Tekong. Weee, Irwan, Shabil, Ahmad, Iqbal, and, me, Ahaa, we gonna beat Hadi's team. So, may the best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109211376650210961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109211376650210961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109211376650210961' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109185239056090860</id><published>2004-08-06T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T12:19:50.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Marco, you're an idiotMrs Chew was right indeed. He is an idiot. The handball game was fantastic. We dominated group B finishing first with six points(theres only 3 teams in each group). We beat 2T1 with the highest score of 8-0. Yaw, I scored one. Haaha. Of course, as the captain of my team, i need to score, at least."May the best team win," was what Fareiz said to me before our match. It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109185239056090860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109185239056090860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109185239056090860' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109161636271749725</id><published>2004-08-04T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:46:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Day's Refraini cant help but to post a post. wtf? k. firstly, after a hard day at school, went to Long Johns Silver for lunch. and i went to make my new ez link card after it was stolen last two weeks. after eaten a meal with Ibrahim, Pravin and Ruz, we went to eat again, this time at our next door fast food restaurant, Burger King.ate some pies then i made my way to the interchange to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109161636271749725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109161636271749725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109161636271749725' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109074740311770508</id><published>2004-07-25T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T21:54:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammie Cullum - All At Sea Still having a slight fever. The problem now, I have no MC for Friday's absence. Maybe a letter will do. If Ms Chua agrees than Im safe.  Been hearing Jammie Cullum recently. Quite soothing. Makes me sleep after eating my medicine. Hahaka. Cool jazzy kind of music. Went to a barber today.  Had a haircut that suck. See me at school with my hideous hair. Haaahaa. Im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109074740311770508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109074740311770508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109074740311770508' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109058004931803361</id><published>2004-07-23T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T18:54:09.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Having a bad week. Sick for three days. Still, having a bad fever. Didnt come for school for three days. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109058004931803361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109058004931803361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109058004931803361' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109024590395631122</id><published>2004-07-19T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T22:11:00.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pissed Today was fucked up beyond all recognition. These was what make my day fuct; 1) Need to gp back home to take boots 2) 913 bus driver ignored me when he saw me waving to stop the bus. 3) After a long way from Yishun to Pasir Ris 4) The wheather wasn't supporting us 5) and it was damn scorching 6) In addition to our torture, referee was late 30 mins 7) Water was limited and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109024590395631122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109024590395631122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109024590395631122' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-109012954475133943</id><published>2004-07-18T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T13:45:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last days of aprilWooo, went to Baybeats 2004. Saku took me from City Hall to the Esplanade and from there I found Reyd, Ash and Fitri. And I was with them the whole day. I arrived quite not early. Haha. Arrive at about 6.45. Then watch Objection Overule at the Arena. Although there were Security, people just dont bother and start moshing. Mosh mosh mosh.After the perfromance by OR, we went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109012954475133943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/109012954475133943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109012954475133943' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108963837440981354</id><published>2004-07-12T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T21:19:34.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Identity CrisisDamn rite today was fun. Today is officially named the "Laugh giler bapak because Fareiz bungkus his McChicken in his shoe bag day". Hahahha. It started off coming out early from class because we were having Nationals Tournament against GreenView Sec at GreenView Sec which was located at Pasir Ris.When we arrived, alls look good util sounds of thunder and dark clouds began </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108963837440981354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108963837440981354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108963837440981354' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108951401228872125</id><published>2004-07-11T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T10:46:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1045 AmsterdamWooo, finished my new heavy layout. Haha, it looks heavy for me. Three different pics pasted together. Actually, for me, its not that nice. I didn't put much effort in this one. Bahh, who Cares. Waiting for tommorow, the Nationals. Hahaa. Like I'm playing. But, Im still proud to be wearing my No19 jersey Heh.Had the time to wash my shoes today and whooa, went I took out my lace,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108951401228872125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108951401228872125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108951401228872125' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108938219639319217</id><published>2004-07-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T22:09:56.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Brilliant DanceEarly in the morning, we have the NE presentation. It was about our Malacca Trip during the holidays. Wooo, in the video, many scenes of my head were being taken. Hahaha, much more like a despo who really wants to be in that video. Hahaha. The thing that spoilt the hell out of the presentation was that Dashboard's song Hands Down. Fuck lah Hafiz. 1st song Lemon Tree, second </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108938219639319217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108938219639319217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108938219639319217' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108919237472474094</id><published>2004-07-07T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T17:26:14.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I dreamt of YouWoo, Punk'd an innocent Sec 1. Hahahaa. Pity really. Me and Fariez were at the bus-stop when bus 811 came. The bus was an old type bus. Fareiz knew that it wasn't 965, but he just asked me to go forward and then act like it was our bus to punk'd a Sec 1 boy. And it work. Hahaha. The bus driver taught we were playing then the bus driver left the poor boy who had been waiting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108919237472474094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108919237472474094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108919237472474094' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108911904307337108</id><published>2004-07-06T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T21:04:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For a Friend.The whole day normal. No 'extradinaire' things happened to me today. Bored sak today. Aha, tommorrow will be the presentation of our Melaka Trip. Asked FirBap, and he said most of his presentation pics, have me in it. Weee~ Baik ah. But, if my face suck that time, he'll get it. That gian, really needs some punches being stuck up into his nose. Like I can reach his nose only. Aahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108911904307337108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108911904307337108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108911904307337108' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108901298343269498</id><published>2004-07-05T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T15:36:23.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Identity CrisisWhat a letdown. Portugal, favourites of winning the cup on their homeground, lost a by a single goal. Greece were really the dark horses. More of like a Dark Troy Horse. It was a very "Amazing Greece." Charisteas 57th minute header was enough to bring down the home team. Boo Portugal Boo. I wasted my time watching this game. Anyway I slept half-way through as it was begining to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108901298343269498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108901298343269498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108901298343269498' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108876551332143323</id><published>2004-07-02T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T18:51:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lipgloss and a LetdownAhahahhaa, now, Im back. Yes. Sadiq's back. My friend's sister, whose face looks exactly like Iliyas came to my house last two days and then he btolkan ah. Hahaha. Btw, the skit at school was funny man. Hahaha  Mr De Roza look like one idiot down there with long socks and short pants. And, Ms Chua turn out chio bodoh~ Aahahhaha, and not suprisingly, Greece are through to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108876551332143323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108876551332143323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108876551332143323' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108757155630940707</id><published>2004-06-18T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T23:13:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, my chicken pox is healing. Weeee. I can feel it healing off my body and off to somedy elses. Yeah. Still with chicken pox, I went to my uncle's house. Mine's not that bad. face has none and my body has about 15 altogether like that ah. Few ah eh. Hahahaha. Borrowed Fifa 2004,(Fifa 2005 dah nak klua baru nak install 2004 nyer) memang budget. Heh.Eh, somebody sent me a bacground image html </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108757155630940707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108757155630940707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108757155630940707' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108703006562315877</id><published>2004-06-12T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T16:47:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flashlight Brown - Ready to RollFcuk.I'm Poxikened by Chicken PoxWhy must I have it now?And why does scientists named it Chicken Pox?I have 3 of them on my scrotumand none on my corkHehOne on my cheekand lists go on till moon down</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108703006562315877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108703006562315877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108703006562315877' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108677076619898009</id><published>2004-06-09T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T16:46:06.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoobastank - the ReasonWoooo, came back from 2D1N Melaka Educational trip with my mother class. 40 pupils from Sec 2-4 came. Nyahahaa, had four makans. And the best was at the nyonya's place. Nice. And the worst was the Kampong style lunch. Yucks. *puih puih*. We visited many historical sites such as The Stadthuys, The Fortress, Nyona Museum, Jonker Street and more. My best educational visit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108677076619898009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108677076619898009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108677076619898009' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108643777036191236</id><published>2004-06-05T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:16:10.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emo!  You're very in touch with your emotions andthat's what I like about you!  It's all aboutthe music for you...  I have pity for yourtortured soul...you're just like me... What genre of rock are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108643777036191236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108643777036191236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108643777036191236' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108640133052833951</id><published>2004-06-05T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:07:42.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Man Exits - HopesfallMelaka and chalet, here I come. Bahhhh. Here I am, no, I'm very late. Ahhhh, Lame~ Wooo, first time without parents going vacation out of Singapore. Weeee. 40 Malay students in AI(Mostly Sec 2) will step the grounds of sultanic Melaka on 7&amp;8 June. Weee, after that, 9-11 June, Chalet at Aranda Country Club 3D2N with classmates and other people. Heh. Best siol like this. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108640133052833951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108640133052833951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108640133052833951' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108631575377202301</id><published>2004-06-04T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T10:22:33.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fast Forward - Dont Look DownFuyyyy, yesterday, me, Fir Bapok(Heh), Sheila, Ruz, Khairil and special thanks to Rhadiyah 5N, completed the banner for the melaka trip. Weeee, I surely had fun. Hahaha, we worked for about 6 hours, yeah, 6 long hours. 1/4 of a day, ahhhh, who cares.Other than that, I did nothing better.Hak, cam lame jer.Ahhhh!!! Fuck. my comp has 500 infected files! 500. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108631575377202301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108631575377202301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631575377202301' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108609046627697304</id><published>2004-06-01T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:47:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atreyu - Tulips Are BetterYesterday was fun. My primary school called up former primary school friends to play soccer at the front of block 123(Marsiling Rd). Yeah, it was fun having to play soccer with them again. Heh. I still remeber the days when we started playing soccer when we were Primary 2 using water bottles. Haha, budget gilerr that time. While we were all having fun playing soccer, a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108609046627697304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108609046627697304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108609046627697304' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108566882816432337</id><published>2004-05-30T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T11:35:34.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dont Look Down - Fast ForwardFinally, I'm online. Heh.ThursdayIt was the Ahmad Ibrahim TalentTime 2004. Most sing their hearts out to impress the judges, some just suck. Heh. Some of the participants are cocky. Yeah, cocky. As usual, Shafina emerge as the Winner, again. Nice voice but she dresses like a bapok dont you think? Heh. XingHua and Jeremie grabbed second from 2E6's singer Rajes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108566882816432337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108566882816432337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566882816432337' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108548019882375655</id><published>2004-05-25T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:16:38.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mest - OpinionsWeeee, I didn't come to school today because I cheat death. Hak, Lame. I was too stress up because my maths file, most of it, was not completed. So I didn't came to school because I want to do my works but, Hahahaha, I did'nt. Mahaha, so now, I'm really stressed out.Anw, my new pic up there, suck. Ahh, now I dont care bout it again. I'll leave it there. Yes. Leave it. Ahahaha. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108548019882375655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108548019882375655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108548019882375655' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108531843777754850</id><published>2004-05-23T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T21:20:37.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Beautiful Mistake - Wide EyesToday was the The New Paper Big Walk. Weee, it suck. It was damn scorching. I walked alomost all they shortcuts. I think, i think i walked about 3km only. Aahahha, after that, I retrieve the goodie bag. What a lot of crap in it. Thing inside the bags were:ToothpasteCoffee PowderCentrum VitaminsPlasterBiscuitSunflower OilVouchersCertificateMore vouchers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108531843777754850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108531843777754850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108531843777754850' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108504994827995343</id><published>2004-05-20T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T18:45:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Julianna Theory - ConstellationWeee, sob, sob, I failed my Maths. Khakahka. 49/50. Aahahaha. Akhakakha, have you heard of Skatalite's Batman theme song ska cover? Hahahaha, funny siauul. Hahahah, Hmmm, school was okay. Had so many free periods and had the life skills workshop. The coach coaching us was Lame. Lame gilerr. Aku takelh tahan ngan dier nyer jokes. Terbahak-bahak. Hahahaha,Hmmm, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108504994827995343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108504994827995343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108504994827995343' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108495691262783760</id><published>2004-05-19T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T16:55:12.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taking Back Sunday - You're so last summerATTENTION : YOU PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY MY CONTACTS, IF YOU RECEIVE PORN EMAILS FROM ME, DELETE IT. IM NOT THE ONE SENDING IT. A VIRUS SOMEHOW MANAGE TO ENTER MY COMPUTER AFTER I REFORMAT IT. JUST DELETE IT. SORRY FOR THE DISTURBANCE/CONVENIENCESheeesh. Got two of my Mid-Papers just now. I nicked in two subjects by getting 26/50 for Maths Paper 1 and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108495691262783760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108495691262783760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108495691262783760' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108488075365885133</id><published>2004-05-18T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:45:53.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thrice - Identity CrisisATTENTION : YOU PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY MY CONTACTS, IF YOU RECEIVE PORN EMAILS FROM ME, DELETE IT. IM NOT THE ONE SENDING IT. A VIRUS SOMEHOW MANAGE TO ENTER MY COMPUTER AFTER I REFORMAT IT. JUST DELETE IT. SORRY FOR THE DISTURBANCE/CONVENIENCEFirst and for most, sorry everyone. I'm just saying sorry for what I've done wrong because I dont like having people hating me.(if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108488075365885133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108488075365885133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108488075365885133' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108477354063610548</id><published>2004-05-17T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T14:03:04.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>20 Dischanger - Cadbury RideATTENTION : YOU PEOPLE, ESPECIALLY MY CONTACTS, IF YOU RECEIVE PORN EMAILS FROM ME, DELETE IT. IM NOT THE ONE SENDING IT. A VIRUS SOMEHOW MANAGE TO ENTER MY COMPUTER AFTER I REFORMAT IT. JUST DELETE IT. SORRY FOR THE DISTURBANCE/CONVENIENCEFinally, after a gruelling week plus one more day, I have officially completed 12 papers. Woohoo. Yeah, now, can relak. Aahaha,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108477354063610548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108477354063610548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108477354063610548' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108436623192769639</id><published>2004-05-12T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T20:50:31.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emotionless grey skies charged the skies indicates the bleeding of my heart. River of tears floods my round eyes. Dreams of sorrow bleeds a river in my arteries and veins carrying poisoned oxygen Her words chokes my soul. Sorrow. Alone, I cry. As my silent tears rolled down my cheek, it also tears down my skin and thus, alone, I break. Awakened by the sounds of the owl, I discovered I'm in a tomb</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108436623192769639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108436623192769639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436623192769639' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108435167536597759</id><published>2004-05-12T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T16:47:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thrice - Identity CrisisLerms, the science paper was, over. Haha. It was damn hard. I can put in my knowledge in the paper. It was so. What ah Ngo, bagi susah giler. Aku spanks muker ko nanti muker ko ter-NGO NGO. Aahahaha. Ah, my computer has been the centre of attraction of viruses. First, when I bought this new com last year April, my comp suffered Blaster Worm. Now, I dont know the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108435167536597759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108435167536597759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108435167536597759' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108415752157259132</id><published>2004-05-10T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:52:01.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The beautiful Mistake - Wide EyesThese days, I've been becoming emo everyday. Isn't damn to early to sribble the things that I've done today? Not. Comeback early today. My mathematics Paper 1 lasted an hour an i'm off school at 8.45am. Oh, tomorrow's Geography. The most hated subject learned. The teacher's teaching me geography are losers. Bitch. Especially her and her.Yesterday, went to a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108415752157259132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108415752157259132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108415752157259132' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108392232340189568</id><published>2004-05-07T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:36:30.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saosin - I can tell there was an AccidentHmm, normal day. They Malay Paper, was not too difficult that I'd have to crack open my skull to squeeze the juice of intelligence out from my brain. Hmm, I still have computer problems. And the problems are affecting my Messenger. I can PM people who I really want to PM. Hmm, got any idea how to solve that problem? Never mind.I finished Malay Paper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108392232340189568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108392232340189568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108392232340189568' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108390895724364083</id><published>2004-05-07T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T13:53:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>emotake the emo quiz.created by jessiI AM 100% EMO!Well.. I've made the cut!  Now I'll go buy some promise rings and knit myself a sweater.Take the EMO test at Fuali.comTakder kerjer, take emo test. Ahuahuahuahuahua.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108390895724364083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108390895724364083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108390895724364083' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108375412140503647</id><published>2004-05-05T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T18:53:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck.The Specials - Ska ParadeAhhhh, Fuck! Stupid computer. Fuck fuck fuck. It is better to not format than to be. Stupid formating. My email address now rosak for no reason. Fuck. Stupid com!!!! Ahhh stupid. Ahh!!! Fuck. Today was just as fuck as my dumb computer. Dumb animals. You suck. Fuck you!!! Fuck to you all!!!! Ahh!!! What a bunch of fucking shit! Fuck the flag fuck you!!!! Ahhhh, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108375412140503647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108375412140503647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108375412140503647' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108368161786482954</id><published>2004-05-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T22:44:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alexis On Fire - Fourty-four caliber Love letter.Hmm, I'm still studying hard for these upcoming mid-year exams. I swore upon my living body that I will not fail a subject, maybe Literature, Heh. I keep failing in this subject. Hmm, my I've just formated my computer. So everything is new now. My internet is a-okay already. Hmm, I'm studying Science and finding sentences that show, and doesn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108368161786482954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108368161786482954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368161786482954' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108357911447619957</id><published>2004-05-03T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:16:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dashboard Confessional - Hands DownToday started off with a bang. Yeah, played hand-ball in PE lesson. My team, comprising of Yz, Wk, Yt, Rauf, Ruz nad more were versing 4E2, Harrish team. They were like, hmm, losers. They beat my team two times only. And their team members are all double-my-height size. Hak. As for me, I find it boring playing upfront so I was playing keeper all the way. Hak. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108357911447619957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108357911447619957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108357911447619957' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108350829927030346</id><published>2004-05-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T22:36:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anti-Flag - TurncoatEheh, finally, finished my homec coursework after a days work. Although my printer is out, i still have my coursework printed. Hak, asked Wei Ying and Muna to print it for me. Thanks. You people rule. K. Hmmm, today was not bad. I did'nt even study a bit. Eh, i have!! Woo!! I studied Maths and Science for two hours. Hehk.It was 10 when my friend called me up to follow him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108350829927030346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108350829927030346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108350829927030346' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108331133545594107</id><published>2004-04-30T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T15:53:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cinema Paradiso - Josh GrobanIf you were in my eyes for one dayYou could see the full beauty of the joy,I find in your eyesAnd it isn't magic or loyaltyIf you were in my heart for a dayYou would have an idea,Of what I feel,When you hold me strongly to youHeart to heartBreathing toghetherProtagonist of your loveI dont know if it's magic or loyaltyIf you were in my soul for a day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108331133545594107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108331133545594107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108331133545594107' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108314975929130617</id><published>2004-04-28T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:00:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alexis on Fire - 44 caliber love letterHmm, yesterday was full of despair. Embarrass gilerrr siauuul. We actually lose to Serangoon in the final, 5-0. Yeah, 5-0. Only one lost in this tournament and it is in the finals. Haiz. . . This is what kenju says:They win: Canberra 8-0Serangoon Gardens 4-0Naval Base 1-0Woodlands 4-0Yishun 1-1Yishun Town 3-1Ang Mo Kio 2-1Si Ling - Disqualified</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108314975929130617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108314975929130617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108314975929130617' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108296869212152445</id><published>2004-04-26T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T16:42:24.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saosin - Translating the NameToday was FUCK ah Syazwan. I will now maki ko sampai matiKo gilerMak bapak gilerGayImmatured bastardHarry Potter freakPoserLoserPlays Yu-Gi-OhLoserA Man U fanFuckerGayish faceFuck you ah!Tetek babiHarap ko injured kerper besokLoserK. Enuff of this sick, sick bastard. Today was fcukin. Bored siak. Tmr Maths first period. Ahhhhh!!! I'm stressed giler</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108296869212152445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108296869212152445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108296869212152445' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108287316891126532</id><published>2004-04-25T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T14:14:29.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the beautiful mistake - Circular ParadeBored.Watching Hindi Movies.Have'nt studied for Mid-Year yet.Feeling stress and bored.Sundays are funbutboringWatching flies fuckon channel elevenSundays are as boring ascaromWaiting for the sun to setSo i'll have nothing to betAs i'm as Lame as a duckFuck duckEating MaccaronieThink spell it wronglyHip-hop suck wildly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108287316891126532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108287316891126532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108287316891126532' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108254730120134793</id><published>2004-04-21T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T19:58:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ska-P - CannabisWoohooo~ Mr Tan Kheng Joo. You are the best principal I've ever had in my learning years. Woo, give us early dismissal tommorow because of the sucess of the speech Day. Yeah ah. Can play soccer long long ah. Yessa. Yes, Aahahah, first time sial. Thanks Mr Tan.Just now was my 2.4km run/walk. It was so damn hot. And we had to wait about fifteen minutes under the hot sun for our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108254730120134793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108254730120134793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108254730120134793' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108246590965586872</id><published>2004-04-20T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T21:02:34.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Homegrown - Last night RegretsLicks, that was long time ago. Yeah, I dare to say that I hate racists because we Singaporeans are multi-racials. We're on an attempt to break down walls and building common spaces. Woooo~ Sufina, Milo Obssesion. Wooo~ Eh, we did what you want it so much Fina, beating Marsiling in Semi-Finals. Woooooo~ Ah, just now study about Lim Chin Siong again, best ah. He go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108246590965586872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108246590965586872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108246590965586872' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108236826506410383</id><published>2004-04-19T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T17:55:07.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Specials - A Message to you RudyYeah, today was full of soccer action for me. But first lesson, it CE, Ms Lee showed us a movie, Finding Nemo. Fun. Funny. Although I watched it already, it was still fun to watch it again. Yeah ah. As usual, PE was sucky. It was as sucky as a Koi fish would suck you. Borrrrring gilerrrr. All we did was badminton. And recess was fun. We played soccer, my team</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108236826506410383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108236826506410383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108236826506410383' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108226120372172511</id><published>2004-04-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T12:10:45.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rocking Horse Winner - Until next TimeYeah, cant wait for the Match against Marsiling Sec. The school that I've been longed since Primary School. But, at the end, I did'nt even chose it in my 6 choices. Heh. Its too near my house. So, my mom will expect me to come home early. Its lucky that MOE put me in this dreaded school full of bastards and bitches. Liars and hyprocrites. Backstabbers and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108226120372172511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108226120372172511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226120372172511' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108202016428557320</id><published>2004-04-15T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T17:13:21.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday - Cross Out The EyesHerm, sick today. I thought of going to school because I have an oral exam today but I changed my mind and rather stay at home. I was suppose to go to the clinic in the morning but I think going at night is better cause I can rest more and become not too weak when I walk to the clinic. Hmmm, asked Hazel what was the homework for today and she said Maths. Maths, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108202016428557320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108202016428557320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108202016428557320' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108176897331822186</id><published>2004-04-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T19:26:46.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time of Your Life - Green Day[Farrrrrkkkkkkkkkkk]NyarhaHAha. Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away, heheh. Yesterday, was so called my International First Day. I'll list down what's first:First time I. . .1. Went out with Pai and Izzat2. To have time for a gig3. To have my first buttons.4. Seeing people mosh giler bebeh.5. Watch AWOL perfrom at gig.6. Eat at S-117. Saw Nilam.8. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108176897331822186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108176897331822186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108176897331822186' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108158181396837322</id><published>2004-04-10T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T15:27:24.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Homegrown - Last Nite RegretsWoohoo~~ Finally, after a miserbale week, Arsenal, a.k.a Gunners, Won a smooth victory over Liverpool. Although they striked first with a diving by Hyppia, Arsenal bounce back with an equalizer by French player of the year Thierry Henry. But, Liverpool did'nt gave up and scored a goal scored by Owen. But at the end, Arsenal shocked the Anfield supporters by Henry </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108158181396837322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108158181396837322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108158181396837322' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108147921480303552</id><published>2004-04-09T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T10:57:23.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FATA - Take her to a music storeI love songs with deep emoing meanings. I just love it. And i love to hear FATA's music. And, this is one of their song i love:You break my heart into a 1000 pieces and you say its because i deserve better?Emotionless grey skies bleed somber dreams of sorrowBlackened unseen heart tears a virgins godlike innocence from its palacePaint sarcastic smiles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108147921480303552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108147921480303552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108147921480303552' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108142428238402640</id><published>2004-04-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T17:51:56.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From autumn To ashes - Milligram SmileI'm still reading about the hisrory of famous ska musicians such as Peter Josh, Desmond Dekker and more. Interesting. Yeah. I must comment on this one teacher. I just cut my hair Sunday and she was blabblerring on how long my hair was. Wtf? I think she's blind or something. K. Enough of her. I think today is also a fucked up day. I was my life on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108142428238402640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108142428238402640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142428238402640' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108133936921251587</id><published>2004-04-07T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T20:06:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Madness - House of FunIn school, kinda boring. I must agree with Felix. School do suck at times. Especially when you are not in the mood to study and suddenly a Maths teacher come to a class and teach. It makes me more stressful ah. Thanks Mdm Ng is not as boring as Mrs Chua( last year's Maths teacher ). Found knowledge. Read it all day long. Knowledge about basics about Rudeboys. I'm intersted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108133936921251587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108133936921251587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108133936921251587' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6281885.post-108124516922408919</id><published>2004-04-06T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T17:56:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lagwagon - May 16thFucked-up day man today. Everything is fucked up!!! I'm very fucked-up. Actually, the soccer match started at 4.30pm. And the bus came at 3.30pm but i went out of class at 11am. And, after waiting like about 4 hours, we went to Fuchun Sec, sampai saner hujan. Aper tak fucked-up. Buang current siak. Kalau tau aku pi class sak. Belajar gi bagos. Other than that, everything is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108124516922408919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6281885/posts/default/108124516922408919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fivebar.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108124516922408919' title=''/><author><name>Diq</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></entry></feed>
