<?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-24649616</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:49:02.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ethan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-116360278218915120</id><published>2006-11-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:59:42.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a story without a good ending</title><content type='html'>Here i bring u all a story which is much different from the rest where u heard outside..this story do not have a good ending...it is about a family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was an old man who was happily spending his retirement age with his wife.. with children and grandchildren grown up.. there were nothing for him to worry about... and came to him a news that his son and grandchildrens are coming to visit him on the coming sunday... the happiness filled him and he woke up early to go to the market the next day.. bought the ingredient and spices he need and made some braised gravy..intending to make braised duck for them on sunday.... but after he made the dish, he passed on with a heart attack.... the news shock the entire family.....the grandson heard of the gravy and tasted it at the funeral wake... tears fillen him when he tried it.... no matter how hard he tried...how hard he wish... his grandfather will never hear that how delicious is that dish to him...and now...his grandfather who used to laugh with him was no longer there.... he was gone...he left with a unfinish wish.. which is to see his family taste the dish he made for them... for the family... the dish will be the parting gift from him to them.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-116360278218915120?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/116360278218915120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=116360278218915120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/116360278218915120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/116360278218915120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/11/story-without-good-ending.html' title='a story without a good ending'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-116074039307491428</id><published>2006-10-13T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:53:13.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life at stake</title><content type='html'>so here i am... posting since last time.. this time i am really forced to write blog..... with a knife on my neck... my hannnnddssss arrreee treemmmblinnngg wiith feearr... dear was forcing meee to writte blloooggg.... annnd hheeereee it goooess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... let me rewind the time to my birthday... i reach home at around 1 plus.. and dear came to my house at 2.. with surprises ... she bought me a hamster which i named it donkey... dun ask me why cos i dun know why too.. and she made a cake for me... so touched.. make the cake till 1 am  the night before..... and the cake was very nice.... really nice.... and she stayed for dinner... and days are boring since den.... and this week is so packed.... monday i went swimming with sen and jaret after school and when i reach home, it is already 9+.... thats late and i have yet to start on any school stuffs.... and on tues and wed, dear came my house to accompany me to kill time...dun wan tell u all what we did... =p... and i today i went to gym in the morning!! DAM!!! got pulled out of my bed in the morning to go gym!!! woke up at 7.30 when today lesson is at 12...-.-    of cos, the gym session drain all of our energy... i did not listen to any of the lesson... and there is one more thing... the dam haze is causing irritation to my throat... those idiots who are burning trees will have an early death... &lt;br /&gt;first, they will got fall down when they are crossing the road... den they will get bang by a car, but only breaking their legs... den they will get bang by another to break their hands.. which last but not least, their heads will get squashed flat by a container truck... which end their pathetic life.... may these happen to them..... irritating bunch of idiots... make my cough get worsen.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with this post... my life is saved!!! YaY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-116074039307491428?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/116074039307491428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=116074039307491428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/116074039307491428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/116074039307491428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-at-stake.html' title='life at stake'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115892433016179574</id><published>2006-09-22T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T19:25:30.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last of the holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; went out with wei rong and bernard to lot 1 as we own that wei rong a treat on his bthday. and so met at 11 am.. but rong was late.. well nt surprising.. and so we went to KPool and have some game there, after afew rds, bernard and me was on par.. nt until rong appear, the moment rong appeared, bernard start his losing streak... nvr win any games since den... and so we went to arcade..... the moment i step in, i dun have the sense of excitment that used to have afew yrs back when i went there.. things seems so boring to me... and i dun show any interest in the games there, and so we went for the buffet at suki... this time we are clever... we dun eat any sushi... we called the side dish... which is more worth it... the place seems to be full of the past.. past memories filled me like flashes of video....&lt;br /&gt;during the meal, rong keep on starting up irritating topics on gangs... and it erks me out.... and after that rong went to town to meet his friends... while bernard and i walk ard... we saw giordano is having offers and we bought shirts there.... hmmm bought a orange for myself... looks ok to me... oh well... and so we head back home... with a new team ahead of me.... things seems to be rolling fast... life now is like a video being fast forward that something i can hardly pause for a break... and a holiday have come and go.... it seems hardly that i have done anything.... and life seems to waste on me....i seems to be worried abt my future but i can't seems to be able to do anything but worried and wait for whats inhold for me....the feeling of waiting is terrible...living things all fears things that they don't know... thats why future may be terrifying....and so i decide to work hard for it..... ok i think thats enough for me today... will decide the next post when i feel like it.... so see u guys till next time rd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;something are meant to be forgotten and forgiven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but can someone really forgets...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115892433016179574?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115822829433442971</id><published>2006-09-14T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T18:04:54.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a relieved heart</title><content type='html'>so here i am... posting yet again~ well my results is out yesterday.. although i passed all of them but the result is the lowest i can ever seen... but first i want to thank lord for leading me through this semester and praise him for making such a wonderfully miracle of letting me pass... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today bernard and me went out to celebrate wholeheartedly for the results..... it is such a enormous relieve to know that i passed all and i went out with no worries.... and so we decide to go to quality hotel for a buffet lunch...woke up early in the morning to find out how to go there.. and made a booking just in case there are too many ppl when we reach there.... and so we took mrt all the way down to novena... i would not say it is a fun ride.. as the trip there simply ache my butt.... but there are some girls to look at though...=X and so the moment we reach there, we look at the blueprint at the mrt station.. knowing that the hotel is not anywhere near the station, we decide to take taxi there.... and so we sat comfortably on the taxi towards the destination.....and so we reach there in no time.... well well well.... the moment i lay my eyes on quality hotel, i dun see how it get the name....-.- ... but the food there is alright though... cheap too.... intending to bring dear go if she is good.....LOL.... and so after the stomach bursting meal... i suggested to find the famous tau sar piah which is on the same street.... and so we walk and walk... but the street seems neverending!!! OMG.... and so i called my dad to ask.. he told me the shop is at the end of the street...ZzZZzZzzz and we are in the middle of it after the long march... XD.. and so we reached there tired.... but the moment we reach there, the fragrane of the tau sar piah reach us and i bought 2 boxes of it with 10 each inside.... and to our SURPRISE!! the aunty warmly treated us one sweet and one salty tau sai piah... and the taste is so nice.... it is a die die must try.... the crispiness of the outside and the softness of the fillings is simply heavenly...LOL... droolling? those who wan the address can make a request in my tag... and so we went to novena square for window shopping...went to the pet shop and all the hamster are sleeping.. zzz... so lazy... reminds me greatly on my dear... LOL =X anyway looking at the time, it is not early and we head back home as bernard wanted to borrow some books from the library... and so finally i am home.. home sweet home.... nothing seems more comfortable than my bed...lol.... ok enough for today... tired to type more... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115822829433442971?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115822829433442971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=115822829433442971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/115822829433442971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/115822829433442971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/09/relieved-heart.html' title='a relieved heart'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115808442817248339</id><published>2006-09-13T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T02:07:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day of the ticking fear</title><content type='html'>alright... heres my post... my last post before i get my results... strange day i am having... everytime i look at the clock today, i doesn't seems to be bothered by the time, but i seems to be making a count down...a countdown of the incoming fear.. the countdown to the release of the results..........the time seems to be ticking so fast that i can hardly remember that it had passed... and now that it is so quiet, the ticking of the clock sound across the whole room, ticking of the inpending fear.... seems like a time bomb that are tied to me... no matter what i do, it is inevitable.... and so hoping for a miracle to happen... made my prayer.... prepared for whatever that comes to me......be it good or bad.&lt;br&gt; but asking myself, am i really prepared? what will i do in different situation? with these question i asked to myself, it seems that i am not prepared at all... i was just waiting to receive something that i know i can escape... this is the first time i lost the confident i had.. the confident that i processed when i do things.. the thing that lead me through so far....and though i dun like to remind myself of that result is coming out, but it simply drift across my mind.... it is something which i can't forget, nor push it aside.... and so what should i do? no matter what i do; games;sleep;chores, these does not seems to allow me to let that thought down for a moment and the pressure is suffocating........ &lt;br&gt;Now myself seems to be in delimma.. half of me want to get pass it as fast as possible.. but the other half seems dreadful to see the light of the new day... and so what should i do ? well i surpose there are no perfect answer to a question like this... and so it is better not to answer it....and so here i am .. sitting in the middle of the night... blogging.. letting the traquility of the night surround me... but the silience seems to be cause the mayhem within me.... ever heard of this phrase ' deafening silience speaks volume'? if not den it is time for you guys to get out of the well that u dwell in ... lol... OMG my first lol of the day.... hmmm i think i am going alittle bit of crazy...maybe more than abit....ok and so here is where i stop... hopefully that you guys out there will see a post from me tomolo... a post containing good news... a post that will releive me of all the agony that i am going through.....&lt;br /&gt;and with this.... tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115808442817248339?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115808442817248339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=115808442817248339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/115808442817248339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/115808442817248339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-of-ticking-fear_13.html' title='day of the ticking fear'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115799179614131973</id><published>2006-09-12T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:26:09.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a BORED day</title><content type='html'>WELL WELL WELL.... here i am.. back again.. this time i post not for you guys entertainment... but is for MINE...&lt;br&gt;as the results are releasing on wednesday, i have become edgy as the day moved nearer... hoping for the best but expecting the worst.... it is like await for my doomday which seems to be so near....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so wake up early in the morning and have nothing to do!!! damn... entertainment seems to bore me... maple;gunbound;dota...seems like a commitment rather den games..ZzZzzZz.. and so i decided to drown myself in the Harry Potter series which have been my prize collections....LOL... and i read my way through the whole morning..... and in the afternoon, happily try to sign in MSN and WTF.... SMLJ error!!!! cannot sign in ..!!! $%$#%$#%$#%$#%$#%$#%$#%$#%$# and the problems persist till now.... which means i am deprive of my source of communication withs my friends.....!!! NOW U ****ing Programers of Msn BETTER LISTEN UP.... BETTER FIX THE PROBLEMS... OR ELSE.....hmmmmmm...... wait till i think of what to do with u guys den i will tell u whats next..... JUST ****ing fix the problem....what a waste of time... leting time tick pass without doing anything... and the worst is i hate it when i did nothing nowdays.. esp when the thought of results keep running through my mind... driving me crazy!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... anyway.. just now went out with dear and bought her a pet terrapin.... well.. her terrapin compared to mine is simply an ant... owning to the fact that mine is specially trained over the 8 years by yours truly... and mine bites... so tread carefully around me or i shall set it on YOU...*evil laugh* well i got bitten by mine before and maybe some of you will like to try the 'sensation'...hehe...ok ok seems such a long post... and it seems never ending too.since there are no MSN for me, i shall go back to my HARRY POTTER and indulge myself in the mystery within... so thats all folks...&lt;br&gt;and 'hope to see you all again ' hmmmmm i wonder who is so stupid to read the whole thing.......dun need to look around.... you are the stupid one... YEA.. YOU!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115799179614131973?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115799179614131973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=115799179614131973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/115799179614131973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/115799179614131973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-bored-day.html' title='what a BORED day'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115642010543966625</id><published>2006-08-24T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:07:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM'S OVER</title><content type='html'>Due to considerable huge amount of nagging and complains that i did not blog for a long time by my dear, i finally decide to post something.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my last post, my school works seems to be heavier and heavier, with projects and exams, the stress seems to be building up among me and my friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, as i am posting this, my exams are over, no exam = no stress, no stress = playtime!!! LOL...ain't it great?? it is time to relax... but it doesn't seems that i have much time to relax... few days ago, i received a news that i have been chosen to go for a IBM course that i have applied long time ago and it lasted for 5 days starting from next monday and it is a 9-5 course..ZZzzzzz -.-.... but to be chosen, i felt so lucky, of all the people who applied, i am one of the few that was chosen together with my friends.... just hoping that the course will be of some help when i graduate.....&lt;br /&gt;the exams that lasted for 2 weeks is a hell for us... it is so DIFFICULT!!!!! i surpose it is due to the absent from the lectures and appearance at the lan shop too much.. =X wahahahaha... regrets~~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now with the stress unloaded from our shoulder, it is time for me to plan my holiday nicely... wahahaha...HOLIDAY!! WOOTS....cool right? pity that most of the idiots are having schools!! wahahaha....dun get jealous ya? as the course lasted for a week, the plan of going back to my secondary school have to be abandon... luckily i visited the teachers not long ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so relax now... just changed dear de blog today... and when she found out, she seems so happy.. LOL ... silly little girl... =X... and that her silly little friend elaine*well she was nt that little though... but silly wise... YES*, was requesting to join in any gang fights... =.="... anyway as i am having my part of fun, i was looking for part time jobs.. so peeps.. remember to count me in if there is a good "lobang" hor... dun pang seh.... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la i think i written enough to stop dear from her nags le... and so this is where i stop... dun miss me much .... tatas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. if anyone want to watch some erm... exciting video that u will never watch before in your whole entire life, just ask me for it.. but rem to watch it with a empty stomach.... ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115642010543966625?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115642010543966625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today since i am free, i shall preach about trust.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life, there are many kind of relationship and each of them come with different level of trust,the bond within will be the trust that exist. but what is trust? &lt;br&gt;Do trust means that when people whom u believe in was wrong, u will still have faith in them? will trust betweens couples be strong that lies will not weaken the bond? if thats not the case, then what is trust. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust is a symbol of a special bond. when someone entrust something upon u, be it love, money or even secrets, it means that he/she treasure the bond that u 2 shared.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between family, the members treasure the family relationship they shared and thus do not hide secrets among themselves.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between couples, sharing the love relationship between you and the other party, both party trust the bond within and feel sercured with the secret shared.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between friends, sharing of woes and happiness of oneself and friends treasure the trust by keeping the shared woes and happiness to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so do u trust people around u with the level of trust above, or do u treasure the trust that others placed upon u? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As trust is such a important bond to share , place it on someone whom you have faith that will uphold it. it is fragile but it keeps bonds between relationships strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115454310607793617?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115454310607793617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=115454310607793617' title='0 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which i have planned for a week , and it is to surprise dear by waiting for her under her house and giving her the first birthday present.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tired i am, how tempting the warm bed is, i get myself out and made my way to her house, the MRT ride makes me thinks of the working days which i have.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i used to work in a factory in tuas, i have to wake up the same timing and take the same ride to boon lay, and looking at all kinds of people ard me seems to amuse me. and soon, i reached boon lay and began to find my way there, but it proven itself a difficult task, but i still manage to find my way till the end. and soon i gave dear a called, and she come down with a surprise look on her face, and the shock on her face when i gave her the huge present i had for her, with a sweet birthday kiss, we made our way back to the stations and we parted for our schools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's school is relatively interesting. as it was one of the few time which i attent the morning lesson, i found out that i have to copy the tutorials from my friend. and my eyes seems shutting..LOL.. and me and my friends skipped the lecture just for breakfast. and the day drag on.. that stupid bloody perverted david papkin seems that he is trying to make our life difficult. simply refuse to let us pass on with that useless project. pissed me off. and so we went for the talk about the future paths of our life. every path seems to carry a risks. &lt;haiz&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so tired now. i shall go and have some rest and see u guys next time..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115391845130172925?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115391845130172925/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115290424600726055</id><published>2006-07-15T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T03:10:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day out with dear</title><content type='html'>having to endure the 2 hrs of tormenting practical which starts at the time of 8-10 , but as i look forward to the plans i have for the rest of the day, the torment seems acceptable.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, the practical is brain exhuastion, it simply used up all my concentration, and i couldn't be more pleasing when the lesson ends, and so after a breakfast cum lunch with the old gang, i head back home for a quick nap. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as dear have remedial classes after her sch, she arrived at my house at 4 pm. and we watched doraemon till dinner time.but the nuaghty dear simply refuse to eat vegetable =.=''' alright so i shall not force it down her throat... after a short rest after the dinner , we moved on to out destination "The Cathay".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we are happily walking to the ticketing counter, a shocking news reached our ears!!!! there are no more couple seats for the 9.25 and 9.55 SHOW!!!! and we are to watch the 11 pm show ...zzZZzz =.='''&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as there are so much time for us, we went to PS for a short walk and we visit PC BUNK till it was almost time for the show that we head back to cineplex. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as there are still some time left to the show, i treated dear to ben and jerry's ice cream... hehe XD.. she walk out complaining that was expensive but i think it worth it.....and after that we bought some snacks and went to the theatre.. and WTF!!!!!! the seats which that aunty gave us WERE NOT COUPLE SEATS!!!!!!! that stupid aunty gonna get it.. damn! but the show is so thrilling and funny...the show lasted for 2.5 hr and it ends at 1.30 am WOOTS!!! show is nices! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but........................................................................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ending SUCKS!!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it is so late, there are no hope for us to catch any buses or mrt home, so we hired a taxi home, as we are both very tired, we slpt on the ride home till the taxi reached my house first, after passing money to dear, i kissed her goodbye, and head home for a warm and refreshing shower.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now thinking back, I DAMN FORGOTEN TO COMPLAIN THAT AUNTY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dear is calling me now, and so i shall leave you guys till the next post....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115290424600726055?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115290424600726055/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-115228979612616250</id><published>2006-07-08T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:29:56.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY: day of tired</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY IS BACK AGAIN!!!!! i only have 2 hr of lesson in sch which is 8 - 10!! this kind if day is simply freaking my life off.. as i planned, i intend to happily 'overslp' but my dear saw it through -.- and i was unmercilessly force to make my way to the sch.....zzzzzz.. and when i went to the class, i found out that i scored very well in the lab test we taken afew weeks ago and i was very satisfied about that.. but something happen after that..... i made some small errors in todays lab and i ask the teacher about it and he str8 away ask if i really got the grades i got for the lab test.. what a pail of cold water -.-.... den after that i went home for a change b4 dear come my house..=X hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was earlier den i tot she would be but i still manage to caught her by surprise by springing out from behind her...LOL.... she was in such a state of shock..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i showed her how to edit blogs and we played games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; with that, time goes really fast and with a blink, it is time for her to go, although can't bear to , but there is no choice, hehe, but after i reached home, i feel so giddy F5!!! alright thats enough for today.. i shall go and take some of my well deserved sleep...tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115228979612616250?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/115228979612616250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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hardwork</title><content type='html'>PROJECTS are simply streaming in like nvr b4!! and the STRESS within is bursting out of my head!!! and thinking hard to de-stress, and here i am!!! with a new blogskin and a new post!! i even help my dear with her blog!! what hardwork it is.. finally i make some efforts in here b4 idiots like bernard start to spam...... hehe.. my life is so chaotic with the intense pressure from the sch..thus preventing me from making frequent visit over here to share things with u guys.. but nevertheless, there will be time after all the pressure are lifted. alright. i shall leave u guys for a period of time and will be back when i am free... hehe &lt;br /&gt;tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-115220158937026302?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114777849966690797</id><published>2006-05-16T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:21:39.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NC 16 PG</title><content type='html'>AS THE TITLE READ, THE CONTENT IS NOT FOR CHILDREN UNDER 16 AND READ WITH PARENTAL GUIDANCE...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am fking pissed off. the shirt that i bought last time have dyed upon my fathers clothes and my mum and father scold me as if it is my fault. YES it may be my fault that i bought that shirt, BUT DUN TELL ME THE SHIRT U 2 FKING BUY DUN DYE? MY SHIRT WAS DYED BY UR SHIRT AND I KEPT MT FKING MOUTH CLOSED!!! AND EVEN FKING SEPERATE MY CLOTHES FROM THE REST.. AND THAT FKING FATHER OF MINE GO AND PUT IT INTO THE SAME PAIL AS IT AND NOW IT IS MY FAULT!!?!?!?! EH U GOT STUDY ANOT? U THINK WORDS COME OUT OF UR FKING MOUTH IS CORRECT AR? PLS LA.DEN IS IT MY FAULT THAT MY MUM DUN LIKE MY GRANDMA? AND SO WHAT IF MY FATHER BRING ME TO GO TO FIND MY GRANDMA ON MOTHER'S DAY? NOT HAPPY AR?GO TELL MY FATHER LA.. VENT UR FKING ANGER ON ME FOR WHAT.. U THINK I AM THERE TO LET U VENT? AND U SAID I AM NOT FILIAL THAT I DID NOT BUY U ANYTHING!!!! EH DO U KNOW HOW MANY TIME I BUY U THINGS AND U SCOLDED ME? DUN CONTRADIC UR OWN WORDS AND ACTIONS.... U BOTH TAKE ME OUT AS IF I AM UR ANGER VENDER.. U 2 ARE ADULTS AND PLS DUN MAKE PPL SAY THAT U ACT EVEN YOUNGER DEN UR SON... EVEN I DUN DO THAT TO OTHER PPL.. HAVE GOD BLESS U A BRAIN WITH NO INTELLIGENT? AND DUN U FIND EXCUSES TO GET IT AT ME WHEN U ARE NOT HAPPY WITH ANOTHER PERSON DOING... I AM A HUMAN AND NOT A DOG..IF U DUN LIKE ME AS A SON .. U CAN JOLLY WELL DISOWN ME AND I WILL NOT FALL... I CAN SWEAR TO LORD NOW THAT I, ETHAN , WILL NOT ALLOW MY CHILDREN TO LEARN ANYTHING FROM THEM EXCEPT THE KNOWLEDGE THAT THEY ARE THIER GRANDPARENTS AND NOTHING ELSE... DUN BLAME ME FOR THAT FOR U HAVE PROVE URSELF NOT WORTHY TO TEACH ANYONE... U HAVE NOT DONE A GOOD JOB BRINGING ME UP... U HAVE NOT LOOK UPON ME AS A SON...U MIGHT DENY TO THE WORLD BUT U WILL NVR BE ABLE TO GET AWAY FROM UR OWN DOINGS.. GOD HAVE EYES AND HE WILL BE MY JUDGE... HOW I AM TREATED... AND I WILL NOT ALLOW MY CHILD TO BE TREATED THIS WAY....I DUN MIND U DO AS U SAID ABOUT STABBING ME WITH THAT CHOPPER.. AND U SAID THAT U DUN MIND STABBING ME AS AT MOST U GO TO JAIL...DO U KNOW HOW CHILDEST U ARE WHEN U SAID THAT?&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF I DIE... THERE ARE STILL 2 MORE SISTER OF MINE...THEY ARE UR DAUGHTERS AND BY SAYING THAT, U ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE FAMILY... U ARE UNFIT TO HAVE A FAMILY AND IT IS THE BIGGEST MISTAKE U EVER MADE WHEN U 2 START THIS FAMILY.. BOTH OF U ARE NOT READY THAT TIME.. NOT EVEN NOW....&lt;br&gt;TO MY FATHER: WHAT HAVE U TAUGHT ME SINCE YOUNG? WE NVR HAVE A CHANCE TO SIT AND TALK ON THE THINGS I DONE WRONG.. DID U PRACTISE WHAT U PREACH TO ME? DID U SHOW ME THE RIGHT DOING WITH UR OWN ACTIONS? U NVR DID!! &lt;br&gt;TO MY MOTHER: HOW MANY TIME DO U WAN TO TALK ABOUT THE PAST MISTAKE I HAVE DONE!! PPL WILL GROW UP UNLIKE UR THINKING...DO U THINK THAT BY VENTING UR ANGER ON OTHER PPL WILL MAKE THINGS SETTLED? USE UR BRIAN... IT IS NOT THAT U DUN HAVE IT... AND DO U REALLY GAIN PLEASURE WHEN U JOIN IN WHEN MY FATHER SCOLDS ME? EVEN WHEN U DUN EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT I AM BEENING SCOLDED FOR.. U JUST HAPPILY SHOOT UR MOUTH OFF AT ME... U ARE A HUMAN.NOT A DOG... HAVE UR OWN THINKING... OTHERS MIGHT NOT BE CORRECT AND ESP MY FATHER .. WHAT HAVE HE DONE IN HIS LIFE THAT IS CORRECT? IT IS LIMITED AS I SEE.... &lt;br&gt; here i tell u 2... i will leave this house sooner or later... and i will make sure that it is sooner myself...by then i hope that u 2 will reflect that what u have done... i maybe wrong but am i lead to the right path? i nvr was. i only learn when u 2 gang up and beat me or even scold me when i dun even know why? and threatening to kill me shows that u are simply uncurable... shouting vulgar at ur own child as and when u like it shows how childist u are... with this i have said all i wan and mark my word... i will leave sooner den u expect..... mark my word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ethan chew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114777849966690797?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114777849966690797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114777849966690797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114777849966690797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114777849966690797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/05/nc-16-pg.html' title='NC 16 PG'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114684203831197217</id><published>2006-05-05T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:13:58.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONCE IN A BLUE MOON</title><content type='html'>I AM BACK!!!! WHAT A PLEASANT SURPRISE RIGHT? &lt;br /&gt;since sch reopen, my access to the blog cease to the extent that i did not even blog at all..OMG..getting lazier LOL... now i have to juggle sch and game at the same time and it seems ok to me currently.. my char had finally have the motivation to charge!!! KEKE.... and my life style seems to cramp now...even that i have to plan my slot when my friends ask me out..=X&lt;br /&gt;now now now..... today i OVERSLPT!!!!! i am surpose to have lesson from 8- 10 and i woke at 11!!!!! thats so EXPECTED =X and eunice said thats the result of slping late &gt;.&lt; listen le also sad.... den in the end missed the deal of going to buy swimming trunks with sen and the gang...haiz..everyday is yet another long running day for me.. which always end me up so tired and worn...the new modules are so demanding..they think that we have aquire all the basic and now we are treated as if we know all and when we ask qns, the lecturers are real sarcastic to u in a ' nice way'... looking forward... i see that i will be having attachment soon and looking backwards, life seems to pass so fast and sometimes makes ppl regret that they have wasted part of it unknowningly......even with the determination of making full use of present, ppl will still regret in future as they grow and matured...so what can i say.. life is full of regret? my life seems so full of regrets. anyway, how many ppl can die so peacefully without any regrets?alright shall stop here and return to my own world.. so long my friends and hope i will be back soon enough ..tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114684203831197217?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114684203831197217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114684203831197217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114684203831197217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114684203831197217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/05/once-in-blue-moon.html' title='ONCE IN A BLUE MOON'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114512467934395412</id><published>2006-04-16T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:11:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day to church</title><content type='html'>today i went to church of singapore bukit timah under the invitation of my old friend, wei yong . bernard went there with me too, when we reached there, wei yong is busy and was not able to welcome us and so his friends welcome us instead and they welcomed us warmly, soon we start playing the ice breaking game and soon we get to know more of the ppl there, there was a game which require us to break the banana into pieces and to piece it back... -.- omg and a girl call hannah go and squeeze the banana till it is mush...O.O and it look so......shall not talk abt that... den we proceed to the praise and worship and the atmosphere is good there and which after we start the show narnia.. although i have watched it before...but watching it again is equally exciting...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show , we went for the cell meeting...it was fun there and time seems to pass fast.....after the meeting, we went to the dinner there and we chat our way through the dinner...and my father called and vent his anger and me for which he had already suspect that i wan /had be a christian... but i will tell him when chance arise.. and hopefully that he will accept that i have my freedom of my own believes...well but there is something that makes me happy too.. i sms eunice for the whole day.. and poor her have to oblige to reply...so sweet =X... ok la dun talk le..so tired..........anyway happy easter to everyone of u and may god bless u ;D..tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114512467934395412?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114512467934395412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114512467934395412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114512467934395412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114512467934395412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-to-church.html' title='day to church'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114477301209258922</id><published>2006-04-12T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:30:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back for more action</title><content type='html'>well well well, afew day without post and ppls are getting to miss me here =X... so where have i been doing for the past few days? well, i have been training the maple char of that asshole as i have promised him, and today is the last day and it marks my freedom too =X... so he of course as promised, return the favour and give me some items for free. LOL...and the sad thing is the items i got is not really good at all =(.. anyway i have the thinking of accepting christ for the past few days but the problem starts with that.. knowing that my parents are tyrants, they wan to control the lifes of their children and so it is hard to persuade them to let me have my freedom of the choice in believes, since this sat my friend invited me to his church for some activities, might as well take this chance to know me , and i do not dare to tell my parents about me intending to become a christian as the reply are all within my expectation.. haiz poor me =X so i have been thinking about a pleasant way to break the news to them but the time does not seems to be right all the time!!! damn =X .. and since i am young , my parents nvr take the initiatives to talk to me properly in whatever i do , and so i tends to make my own decision which some, end up awfully wrong, and when that happens, they just do their scoldings and i will nvr learn till i am wrong.... and that leaves me in dilemma.. okok enough of thinking , do u know that straining ur brain makes u old.. and i wan to remain young!! and so i will think abt that next time and shall return to my game and relax my mind till next time...tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114477301209258922?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114477301209258922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114477301209258922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114477301209258922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and soon she lead us ard the bazaar and tell us what happen to the sch since we left it, mrs fong lead us to the photo taking booth guarded by mr nonis, a english teacher cum photography of the sch, he took a photo of us with the sch as background, and we are satisfy with the photo, and we walk ard to remernise the old days, and wondering if we really cherish our sch days, LOL.. we went to the cabin for a game of carrom and bernard lose drastically there =X keke.. and so we went on to tour ard the bazaar... as we go on , we saw many ppl patronising the curry chicken stall and so we decide to follow the crowd, and the curry is not bad... and soon we decide to make our way home as there wasn't much thing left for us to do and we bid mrs fong farewell and we took the bus home&lt;br&gt; when i reached home and bathed, i went to play maple as usual but this time i felt so tired, and so i went to take a short nap b4 going for my dinner, and after my dinner, that asshole nag me to train his char for him , and this time he put some consession for me, he stated that if i lvl up for him , he will give me some cash item, rubbing my hands in glee, i agreed, and it stretch till now den it lvl -.-''', haiz feeling so tired, and suddenly think of eunice, maybe the training in maple and strain my concentration too much, but the sudden thought of her seems wonderful...LOL ok enough of the long day.. i shall go catch some slp which i solely deserve..tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114443710828608337?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114443710828608337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114443710828608337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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bernard,calling to wake me up as we have decide to go yuki and yaki at marina sq later on , and so , we meet arranged to meet rong at jurong east mrt station at 12 pm, as rong was nvr early, we was thinking that this time will be no exception, and so i take my time in preparing, and on the way out of the house to meet bernard first, but when i just go out of the house and just boarded the bus, i receive a call from rong, expecting him to find reason for his incoming lateness, i pick the call and hear what he have to say, but the purpose of the call is surprising, rong is there at JE waiting for us, shock by the news, me and bernard rushed to the meeting place to find that rong look so dead -.-''' , alright, den we take the train to city hall and went to marina sq, when we are at yuki and yaki, as usual, rong took a mountain of food and put on the table, making his usual claim that he can finish all of them, and as usual again , he dump the food onto our plates in hope that we will clear it up for them, and while eating, we gave our form teacher in our old sec sch a call, and while taking to her, we found out that on fri this week, theres a charity event going on at regent sec and inviting us to join in , agreeing to the invitation , and we carry on terminating the food one by one till all of them disappear into thin air...LOL.. den we call for the dessert~~ ice cream and we ate our way through different flavour of ice cream and soon we found that we were too bloated and we could vomit, so we went to settle the bills...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to walk ard the shopping centre and i meet my old classmate, raynard, he was with his gf, and raynard and i had a short talk and i found out that he was in diff class with me next year, that was so sad, which means we can't play cs, pool and go out eat at clementi le, and i was glad we 2 are successfully promoted to yr 2 and after that we went on to the window shopping, and we 3 was thinking that we had nvr give ms beh anything when she got married, we decided to get her something as a token for teaching us for so many yrs,we shop and shop, and enjoying the process of finding weird stuffs for her..LOL =X, and finally we get her a stuffed toy, a PIG, which look simply like her =X,&lt;br /&gt;den we went to arcade for a short while of entertainment, but this time bernard choose the game that he will win this time round so that he will not end up the losing end.... =X and after the games and entertainment, we head back home , we went the different way as rong was going to ang mo kio to meet his gf and so we bid each other gd bye and went the other way&lt;br&gt; when i reached home, TO MY HORROR, my mum cooked my share of dinner, and i was on the verge of vomiting as i was so full, and so after the bath , i went down to take a stroll in hope to digest faster, but that makes my thirsty and i drink so much water that i almost vomit =.='' and when i reached home, i went to play game, i brought my char to ossy(a place in maple) and went to cerebes to hunt hino fan for eunice and i died so many time in the process...haiz..and so pissed off with my death, i start shooting my mouth at everyone i can think of =X.. alrite i was careless myself too...&lt;br&gt; and so rong call to discuss what to wear to sch tomolo and we decided to wear our sch U so that we can sneak in the sch unaware..KEKEKEKE =X and so i went back to help my friend train his char, although this asshole ask me to train his char, but he is a kind asshole as he repay me for my efforts by treating me to some cash item and i was grateful, he even say he would let me do his 3rd job advancement for him, i was even grateful,LOL , this think he is such a kind asshole =X alright enough of today, i shall go get a slp and tomolo get myself ready to face the mighty ms beh LOL....tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114416794070484354</id><published>2006-04-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:25:43.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day to bernards home</title><content type='html'>today i only have 3 hours of slp and have to wake up early to go to bernard's house to register for my gems as my com system is weird -.-''' when i reached there, there is like 30 mins to the start of the registration, and so i called up jaret and sen to discuss abt the course to take, after a lenghty discussion, we have decided to go for the gems called mathematical games and puzzle on wed afternoon... but problems arise when i have chosen the course.....jaret can't get into the course and he was try to get us to get into another course which we dun even understand&lt;br /&gt;...so no choice, jaret is separated from us, but he did not let it down, he was try to phsyco us to join another course but nice try, it dun work =X.. and so i went back home and play my maple... and my char dies while doing the quest!!!!! feeling so angry, i went to slp and when i woke, it is time for dinner, so after eating my dinner, i have to fetch my sis from tuition.....haiz so boring, and i have to fulfill my promise to the guy to play his char in maple and so here i goes den...tatas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114416794070484354?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114416794070484354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114416794070484354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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=X, and after she is gone to work, i begin to play games as my char is lvling today, but after training my char awhile, i remembered that i promise a asshole to train his char too while he is at camp =X, no choice, i went to played his char, and lvled his char b4 mine, so sick of it =X, and after that my father take over the com and leaving my char not lvled!!!, left without com, i went to watch tv, and sms eunice at the same time, =X so wonderful keke... and when i finally get to play the com, it was so late at night&lt;br /&gt;but before i start playin my game, i wrote eunice a testi wahahahaha, now i am going to think which gems to choose for my next semester of study, it is always a tiring job to do, there are simply too many to choose from , and i have to made my decision at 10 am tomolo, haiz, life at poly is so troublesome, alrite i shall return to my game now , so thats all for today, tatas~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114398989488340168</id><published>2006-04-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:58:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day to cemetry~</title><content type='html'>today i did not slp at all yesterday night as we are surpose to make our way to the cemetry , we went out of the house at ard 4.45 and the first step i took out of my house, i could feel the cooling breeze of the night, den my dad drove to fetch my aunt and den straight to the cemetry, when we reached there, i am so surprise to see the no of ppl there, it was so crowded at such time, and so when we reached the meeting place with the rest of the relatives, we went to my great grandma tombs first, when we reached there, we began our work, to clean the tomb, and place our offerings before it, tell her that we have come to see her, den we proceed to the burning of the offerings, hoping that she will receive it, after done with great grandma's tomb, we went to my grand uncle's, while on the way to his, i wan wondering something, i came here only once a year, and for the past 2 yrs, i always see a girl ard my age just 2 tombs away from my grand uncle's, wondering will this yr be an exception, but when i reach there, she is there again, and there was a moment when she notice me looking at her and she simply look back, lasting for ard 5 mins before i was interupt my my relatives, =X, anyway after done with the prayers and everything, my uncle in law chop the offerings and it was shared among everyone, hehehe, and my aunt brought taiwan iron eggs to share among us, and that was so hard, and it makes my wonder if it will kills anyone if i were to throw that at them =X. after done with the cemetry, we went to the temple where my great grandpa's ash were placed, after done with the things there, we went to my grand aunt house, and the adults are talking away abt the past, with my slping at a corner =X den at last i reached home at 11, upon reaching home, i went to bath and slp immediately..LOL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after waking up, i start gaming and there it goes till now... haiz now my friend wan me to sell things in game cheap to her, and it looks like i have no choice but to cut the price T.T alrite for todays, i shall return to the games.., tatas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114398989488340168?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114398989488340168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114398989488340168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114398989488340168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114398989488340168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-to-cemetry.html' title='day to cemetry~'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114390650235057297</id><published>2006-04-01T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:48:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>today i was woke up by my little sis to ask me bring her to tuition, and so i agreed and went to wash up, after coming back home, i rem that tomolo the relatives and us are going to the cemetry to pay our respect to the late loved ones, the one who left the deepest memories in me is my great grandmother, and so this is for her&lt;br&gt;great grandma:&lt;br&gt; i still remember the days of which u are doting on me, protective towards me, and caring to me. i missed the day where i cried to u when my parents scolded me, i still rem the way u scold my parents when they beats me, i missed the days when u talk to me when i visit u , the way the talk to me in the affectional way.&lt;br&gt;since the day u left me, i start my days of independence, i learn to stand against the problems i faced, although you are no longer with me, you will always be living in my heart of mine. there are days where i was down, i wish u were there for me, reminding myself with the fact that u will never be by my side, the fact is tomenting, everytime i flip through the pictures i took when i was young, tears rolled down my face unknowningly, the feelings i had when i went to visit u at the cemetry is tomenting, trying to tell u what happenned to me for the past years, hoping that u would ans me, but u wouldn't.&lt;br&gt; great grandma, if only u are still here, if only u can hear my stories of my life, i know u will watch over me from above, and i will not forget ur teachings in my life, the memories of u will always be with me, may i will be ur great grandson again, later i will be going to visit u again, and hope u can hear my prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours great grandson,&lt;br /&gt;ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114390650235057297?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114390650235057297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today i woke up early and that was unusual as i usually slp till noon, the reason for waking early cos bernard and me intend to go lan in the noon, so as there are still time to the time of meeting, i played maple, but a phonecall reach me while i am playing, it was from rong, and he called to ask me if i wan to go swimming later on and meet me and bernard at 12, knowing that he is depressed nowadays, i agreed to it and soon bernard agreed too, but on the way out, rong smsed and said that he will be half an hour late, well knowing rong for so long, i know that he is never early before, so i was not affected at all as i knew that was coming but the real maddening things happen when bernard and i reached lakeside mrt, the place we are surpose to meet rong, the phone rangs, it was again from rong, and this time the purpose of that call is to tell us that HE IS MEETING HIS GF AND IS UNABLE TO MEET US...WHAT THE.....$#%$#%@%@%##%#%$#$% den he promised to give us a treat in future , that seems to applease us alittle bit.&lt;br&gt; since we are not able to swim as planned, we went to our oringinal planning,which is to play lan at limbang, we had our lunch at the mac before going up to the lan shop, but the moment i step into the lan shop, the auntie actually tell me that ONLY ABOVE THE AGE OF 16 CAN ENTER, i was thinking 'DO I LOOK THAT YOUNG', well after clarifying the age, we book the coms for 2 hr and start of journey of CS(counter strike), bernard really seems to holds no talents in games as i own him hundreds of rounds and he killed me less den 15 rounds, keke, shall not press on that point &lt;br&gt; so after the 2 hr of lan , we walk ard the arcade, and bernard seems to be wanting to prove that he have talents in the gaming, so he suggest to play some of the games, as usual he lose in all the games he played in -.- haiz,=X alright dun say him le, and so after that i came home and play maple till now =X, and my friends are pressing me to return to game while i am here blogging haiz, i shall go now, see ya guys soon.. tatas.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;ethan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114382406453597501?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114382406453597501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114382406453597501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114382406453597501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114382406453597501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-of-games.html' title='day of games'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114372567020389851</id><published>2006-03-30T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:34:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring day~~</title><content type='html'>today seems unsual as i dun seems to have any dreams.. well anyway when i woke up, as usual , walk to the com and on it before going to wash up, after the wash up, i sit right in front of the com and start my day, and time passes in front of the com and when i look at time.. OMG, it is 12.30 and i am surpose to send lunch to my sister, at once, i rush to the kitchen and took the lunch pack and rush out of the house, whew, luckily i made it in time, so i went home and continue my gaming, and time ticking away while i am doing so, yawn* life seems so boring to me..haiz no life sia, &lt;br&gt;anyway my result was sent to my house today and my parents was nagging away at it, which seems to be on deaf ears =X, ok enough of today, i shld indulge myself in my own world wahahahahaha... tatas~~ &lt;br&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114372567020389851?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114372567020389851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114372567020389851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114372567020389851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114372567020389851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/boring-day.html' title='boring day~~'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114364170194559473</id><published>2006-03-29T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:15:02.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams again~!</title><content type='html'>strange...weird dreams seems to appear to me nowadays.. the dream the i had yesterday night is weird.. and this is how it goes............&lt;br&gt; in the dream, i was waiting outside fuhua sec and was attempting to enter the sch, but was stop by the security guards... and desperately wanting to get in , i went to a uniform sale shop and bought the uniforms of fuhua sec...and with the uniforms on, i successfully enter the sch under the prying eyes of the securities, but something happens the moment i made it to the sch..... i bump upon the DM of the sch... and i was caught loitering and was sent to the classes =.=''' but OHO, i was sent to HER class!! what gd luck,den i end up sitting with HER, but in the end the teachers seems so shrewd and keep throwing homeworks to me........ den i woke up as my hp rings....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was from my mum.. calling to wake me up.... -.- haiz never tot that i will dream of me in uniforms again but for HER, it worths but will it ever happens? lol.. den after waking up, i went downstairs to buy so lunch, when i step out of the lift, it was raining cats and dogs. so i have to run in the rain and run back, and so when i reached home, i am totally wet ..... den now i am suffering from heardaches!!!!! poor me... i go rest le ~~ byes~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114364170194559473?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114364170194559473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114364170194559473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114364170194559473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114364170194559473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/dreams-again.html' title='dreams again~!'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114355496888793735</id><published>2006-03-28T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:09:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stucked at home</title><content type='html'>today i was near of breaking my record of waking up late by waking up at 1.30 pm!!!and that was so early =X&lt;br&gt; alright with that, the first thing that caught my attention is MY GASTRIC IS HURTING!!!!, that was the problem i have been suffering for ages, and it don't seems to be able to cure *haiz*&lt;br&gt;since today i am not going out, i take my time in doing things and that does not seems to kill the time fast enough and so i decided to slp again but no matter how i tried maybe i slpt too much le =X den rong called me crying, caught by surprise and i asked him what happened, the thing he telled me is all his fault =.=''' &lt;br&gt;things seems to be predictable nowdays, my parents must nag at me so that they can slp... LOL =X well seems bad of me to say that though..hehe. ok la here i goes to watch tv shows le.. tatas~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114355496888793735?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114355496888793735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114355496888793735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114355496888793735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114355496888793735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/stucked-at-home.html' title='stucked at home'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114346455102339649</id><published>2006-03-27T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:05:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ethan's day out~</title><content type='html'>today bernard and i decided to go to watch 'nanny mcphee' at west mall, but before going there, we went to lot 1 K pool to have afew games, but he is unbelievable lucky, although the ball did not went into the hole he wan it to go into, it still go in through another hole.. wt.. &lt;br&gt;den after that we went to west mall, looking at the time we have, we went to mos burger to buy our lunch and smuggle it into the theatre =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;when we enter the theatre and WOW there are less den 10 ppl including us... =.=''' oh well, it is the quality of the movie that matters, and throughout the movies, there are popcorns flying ard =X finally when the movie ends, we went to arcade and bernard lose everything he played there, =X since he have no talents in arcade, we went to buy some clothes, and we took so long den we decide to buy the clothes we wan ... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;while on the way home, i saw someone that i have let down in the past, looking at the person, i couldn't help but feel the guilt rising upon me, if time were to reverse, i will try my best to make it the other ending instead of this, but whatever happened had happened, just hope that i will not let anyone down in the future, haiz,&lt;br&gt;den when i reached home, the first thing i heard is my mum nagging at me that i have buy clothes again, dam whats wrong with her, as the guilt still upon me, i did not retort back and just went to bath and stayed to my room till now...&lt;br&gt;haiz what a day it is...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. to the person i have let down, i dun wish it to become like this but it just happened, forgive me when u are ready to, hate me if u have to, all i wan to say is ' i am sorry'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114346455102339649?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114346455102339649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114346455102339649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114346455102339649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114346455102339649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/ethans-day-out_114346455102339649.html' title='ethan&apos;s day out~'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114337604929587031</id><published>2006-03-26T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:27:29.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day of the nags</title><content type='html'>today i woke up ard 12+ in the noon after constant naggings of my parents, and so no choice i have to wake up, and the worst thing happens, the tap is leaking -.- and my parents nag and nag as if it is my fault.... haiz&lt;br /&gt;den in the end i have to go buy a new one to replace it to stop them from the nags, but they seems to grow on nagging that they simply dun stop even till now..OMG they are really accomplish at this =X well, the day is sort of bored to me in any sense, try to play game and get bored of it as soon as i enter the game, try to listen to music den i close the songs after ard 15 mins -.-... what a boring day full of nags &lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;and now my mum is standing at my door nagging at how messy is my room..-.- so here i goes to pack my room...... *gone*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114337604929587031?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114337604929587031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114337604929587031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114337604929587031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114337604929587031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-of-nags.html' title='day of the nags'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114329565163954427</id><published>2006-03-25T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T22:07:33.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a dream</title><content type='html'>today as usual, i am awake by the nagging of my mother, but this time i am not angry at all , as i have a weird dream and this is how it goes, &lt;br&gt;i dreamt about me getting to marry 'her' and we have our vows taken and our wedding held in the way that only happens in the fairytales =X... &lt;br&gt;den my mum woke me up... what a spoiler =X  &lt;br&gt;since then i am so hopeful that this day will happen and i will hope, pray, wish for it to happen.... LOL... &lt;br /&gt;then i went to slp again in the afternoon but there dun seems to have any dreams... haiz... this time i am awoke by a sms..it was sent by my gan mei and she is asking me to buy her so items in game (maplestory)and i told her i no money =X now she seems to be angry with me le... LOL.... &lt;br&gt;ok thats all for today... tatas *off to play game*&lt;br /&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114329565163954427?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114329565163954427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114329565163954427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114329565163954427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114329565163954427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-dream.html' title='what a dream'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24649616.post-114319780246718807</id><published>2006-03-24T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:12:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the past</title><content type='html'>today i went back to my old sec sch to see my old teachers and to found out that so many teachers are no longer there!!! futile trip.. and to think that now the schs implemented security measure and have security guards in the sch..and i got chase out of the sch for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; times by that abunehneh =X pissed.. and after that i think might as well start a blog to vent it all out.. so this is how my blog arrives~~~..LOL..tired le tatas~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24649616-114319780246718807?l=icy-whisper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/feeds/114319780246718807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24649616&amp;postID=114319780246718807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114319780246718807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24649616/posts/default/114319780246718807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icy-whisper.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-to-past.html' title='back to the past'/><author><name>ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05126854452461127241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
