<?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-23279994</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:48:05.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andykun legion realm</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23279994.post-2119298126752617170</id><published>2007-03-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:45:56.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, Things take turns to happen. BUt well..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if things were reversed ?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you for chemistry soon !&lt;br /&gt;THe test like so liddat lors.&lt;br /&gt;zZz..&lt;br /&gt;Tired after PE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-2119298126752617170?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/2119298126752617170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=2119298126752617170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/2119298126752617170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/2119298126752617170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2007/03/somehow-things-take-turns-to-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-3193945384426032114</id><published>2007-03-26T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:42:28.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fate sure knows how to plan events. It's her 4th year anniversary.. n since 03, these odd years have been rather scary &gt;_&lt; starts off wif such lightning in such a ordinary day ? Maybe i'm juz paranoid, in came china students.. Well, i'd would say.. the flame in me almost burned out. LoLs.. Too hot for me to handle. I'm now with a splitting headache. Woken up at the wrong time.. Hais, somewhere around there or that lahs. That might also mean, i'm going to be sick again ! Hate you muz not says yoda Stress you muz not says me. LoLs. Bros unite. Let one prediction i open now break.. is that.. i still believe that it will round up eventually. Though it has failed in alice n yubin's case. What says the lord to play around wif his destiny plate again. Aww..yawnxz. Somewhat it gets interesting. Somewhat is doesn't. I'm enjoying the pace things pick up, but once again.. more haste less speed. But well, look again.. Look at pirate's trailer, babossa n jack. You're mad.. if i wasn't, then it is probably wasn't were. That's all. I'm off to bed. I tink i'm still going to end up in hospital soon perharps ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-3193945384426032114?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/3193945384426032114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=3193945384426032114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/3193945384426032114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/3193945384426032114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2007/03/fate-sure-knows-how-to-plan-events.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-1848592575978047449</id><published>2007-03-26T06:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:41:55.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music seems to end off always. Hahax.. Even so for the music of the night.. Phantom Of The Opera.. Nice story.. no one could help agree ing.. The medley was so.. wow. the one clement sent me. Now was the 7th Night of july. It's kinda funny. I feel warmth, yet..it's so cold. Partly due to the rain bahs. Mellisa reminds me of kat suddenly. So weird lahs can ? &gt;_&lt;&gt;_&lt; So much for the royal advisor. Off to school ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-1848592575978047449?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/1848592575978047449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=1848592575978047449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/1848592575978047449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/1848592575978047449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-seems-to-end-off-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-4348956656756619457</id><published>2007-03-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:41:22.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The hectic life of me has evolved into a kinda life which i'd never thought before. I'm completely down to mugging ! Using less of computer, taking out stuff to do every now and then. Yes, i'll be deprived of alot of things, computer, intereaction, especially her. There's so little time, but so much to do... Didn't know where to begin ler. It's nearing 1, i should be sleeping now instead of blogging. But i guess i'll juz take some time down to type a few stuff here. =X dun wan my readers to click here n tag " dead blog " &gt;_&lt; I'll begin by today bahs. Today.. almost losted my economics lecture books. I placed them below me during the STAR ( Sheduled Tests, Assessment &amp;amp; Review ). The talk by Tan KK was very boring. I found out my "bro", grayson also actually too fell asleep. I was struggling very much to keep awake. Alice in wonderland seems like juz a distant away, she was like pulling my soul to her land.. slowly. N POOF! She disappeared. Thxs to the lucky word " i'll stop here " by Tan KK. I could stay awake for his lecture after Break in the morning, but somehow dunno why after lunch so sleepy. Totally like.. yawnxz. Maybe it was dry.. even Mr Lum came up to say so. Ms Sim could not help but agree wif " graveyard hour". The tutorial before the STAR was like that lors. i almost fell asleep, but becoz Ms Sim's constant screaming made us awake.. back to the issue.. i blur blur ler, forgot to take the books lors. Only remembered when i went into the MRT. So i gotta thxs xiiao qian for helping me check the LT. Some kind soul helped me and passed the books to Ms Sim. Blessed who ever it is. =) Then Ms Sim passed it to Hui Lin. Then she sms me. Is it all fated? Like the last time i kept a file for her, now it's my lecture books. LoLs, so we dun owe each other one then. =) o_O.. Zen Ming Tian Shi.. by tank. The MTV touched my heart so that it almost cried. Literally, if i were to drop tears, it means my heart is crying v. badly. Only once, then.. that day.. you zenia. N perharps.. Bad memories are to be forgotten aren't they ? i shouldn't comment further. Juz read the lyrics, then realise it's "wo yi ding hai zhai zhen shuay" ( i would be in a slumber ) I guess.. that shall be my status. Slumber from love. It'll be a loveless struggle.. What a ironic. Hais. That's it. My heart remains no more, n henced sealed.. My vampire heart will take over.. I sense more motivation overwhelming. Time passes fast, but that's that. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-4348956656756619457?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/4348956656756619457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=4348956656756619457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/4348956656756619457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/4348956656756619457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2007/03/hectic-life-of-me-has-evolved-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115419033750228256</id><published>2006-07-30T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:30:15.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fu CK&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat ? Tat's the new coperated name of the gang. CoZ it's named after our 2 heads =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N For yoU sCare Kiong !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;YOU WISH TO FORGET EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;THEN SO BE IT.&lt;br /&gt;U FORCED MY LAST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZENIA CHEONG WAN TING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOt any.. MORE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like..&lt;br /&gt;i've wasted my time.. to recap everything.. tink everything.. re structure.&lt;br /&gt;To tink there was still hope..&lt;br /&gt;I M A FOOL..&lt;br /&gt;N i ALWAYS HAVE BEEN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If now.. i had a choice..&lt;br /&gt;Portal mistress..&lt;br /&gt;Take my memories..&lt;br /&gt;to trade forth..&lt;br /&gt;a path of knowledge and wisdom..&lt;br /&gt;i would have traded it for more time too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark skies lightened..&lt;br /&gt;I look at the blackish waters raining on to the horizon..&lt;br /&gt;what.. is going to happen.. still ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For.. Blood Incoperated indirectly meants tears of the heart... Or.. you bear the thots and opinions of mine.. that runs in my veins.. Blood..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115419033750228256?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115419033750228256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115419033750228256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115419033750228256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115419033750228256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/fu-ck-guess-wat-tats-new-coperated.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115392357731860476</id><published>2006-07-26T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:19:37.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back...&lt;br /&gt;BecoZ..&lt;br /&gt;it's been a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. everything else is not all right.. i juz had a war over here.. meanwhile.. the other area already passed on. Dad juz send a flying bomb over to my area.. i reliated. I was already at my wit's end. I could not stop but feel the hatred in my veins... my cold eyes are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i finally almost had warm water streaming my cheeks. It's painful, to mix both an emity of lover and family. I expected it. I immediately stopped the war to counter the effects. I was getting ppl who are illegal involved as well. Juz knew i couldn't get along with my dad no matter how. Yet ppl always say, extreme ppl are like that. Everything should be fine..&lt;br /&gt;yes.. with things brewing, i don't tink everything is fine. It's like a storm brewing a distant while it's still peaceful here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally then realise, it was like letting you go as well. A month, yet i can't forget you. I already knew you would become my greatest nightmare now. I see you, i feel you, yet i cannot regard you as who u actually are like before, for i have already long vanished from your heart. maybe it all lies with me .. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This perharps shall be the last entry for this blog. Meanwhile, it's painful, very painful when one of your heart's component turn against you..like quarreling with your dad. -__- ..&lt;br /&gt;but.. who is de enemy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i will need to lend all ur strengths..&lt;br /&gt;promos are coming. My emotional shields are breaking.&lt;br /&gt;The light in my world is dimishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz hope, someone can give me a brighter light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115392357731860476?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115392357731860476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115392357731860476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115392357731860476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115392357731860476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115315182964541883</id><published>2006-07-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:57:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pp crave stuff on grave stones don't they ?.. i guess it serves as it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davy Jones Locked His heart up for a reason- For those that have seen Dead Man's Chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved to.. take it out wif yoUu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"loved" to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in my veins are fading,&lt;br /&gt;yet only one thing shd run in them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it i owe u?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it soO deep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perharps Perharps Perharps.. Everything is going de wrong way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i Dun wan to talk any more... it's pointless..&lt;br /&gt;i'm juZ holding on to air..&lt;br /&gt;air that somone threw away....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115315182964541883?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115315182964541883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115315182964541883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115315182964541883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115315182964541883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/pp-crave-stuff-on-grave-stones-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115289383804713486</id><published>2006-07-14T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:17:18.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would have wrote tis earlier, but there's no time... and much considerations to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thot, it'll nv reach 100.00 % totally.but it's time to face it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to let you go, go from the grasp of my heart, go from de portrait that i painted beautifully initially...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tinking, why is that, no matter how much you let me down, no matter how much you hurt me, i nv blame it back on you n forgive u. I'm like a fool..&lt;br /&gt;It's becoZ, every now and then, i know , there's always tis picture of you, something that holds and tells me, there is some hope left for you. to return.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else juz seem like a passing. Forgive and forget.. it is so easy to b said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day's chores, stuff drove my attention bit by bit. Yet each un divided and free attention channel some where else. Into the dreamy day-dreams they went, into the fairy tales images that only exist in my head and.. into something which i still cannot put down..&lt;br /&gt;it's been 3 weeks.. yoUu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. i grew to realise. U hurt me once, even if u return, what good might it bring ? Will u promise me not to hurt me again ? u promised, but it was gone.. i already knew it. But i still trusted yoUu.. i nv stopped believe ing till...then.. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to realise, how bad it looks like from the other side of the world. I look so bad that it's obvious tat everyone knows.Trying to draw a line of reality into my world now. I seem to have broken off from reality since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy. that's a good word to use. Everything seems to be darker and lost it's shine since...&lt;br /&gt;Even i was dismiss at 1.30 pm, the earlist time to be of the week and it's a FRIDAY. I feel so isolated and.. alone. De world seems to stop moving. Everyone else, had something on, happily.. cheerfully.. SRJC seems so alive.. but in my eyes, they were juz walls.. walls that carry happiness i could not hear or see, and worse.. felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worry yoUu, i care yoUu, everything.. is juz but painted only in a portrait of my imaginations now. The colour of the portrait is fading. There is no treasuring of the portrait. I guess, some memories are meant to be let go, and release to the great enviroments, lost to the winds .. maybe forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to make u stay ? i dun tink i can any more.&lt;br /&gt;What can i do to protect u ? I dun tink i can any more.&lt;br /&gt;What can i even serve or do for u ? I dun tink i can any more too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, uncovering the smoke of the fires in my heart. The whole land of heartx is now in ruins, burning with smokes of mysteries and un certainites, yet the sky rains with tears of sorrow.. But.. luckily, there's always fatigue to make me tired, and let me rest well. Dun tink i can rest with out them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many entries u read, u juz dun understand. So, i'm going to be direct and say it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the so many days, i nv really feel comforted. I worry, concern and care.. yet.. anything, i dunno, i tink so. It did hurt, hurt v. much till i do not know what to say. But since tis will b the last entry of tis blog.. i guess .. nothing else can recover the pain.. though i nv blame you, but my last request of you will b to stop causing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all a mistake, ai shang yi ger bu yin gai de ren.. hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of you..&lt;br /&gt;the broken fragments of my heart will bear the burden of pink no more..&lt;br /&gt;i hope they could be back to their best like before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~everything is falling once they'r piece together..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything about you will fore be a dream. I dun wish to remember much, yet i can't bear to vanquish u from my memories. Let meetings and partings b decided by fate once more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, forget all about me. I do not see y i shd have space to keep in ur precious brain. Neither will you nid me in ur memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i Dun tink we'll ever meet again.. Maybe we will. But, it'll take some time..&lt;br /&gt;if the grasses were to grow and let nature recover...&lt;br /&gt;i juZ wish u all de best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乌云在我们心里搁下一块阴影&lt;br /&gt;我聆听沉积已久的心情&lt;br /&gt;星星透明 就像美丽的风景&lt;br /&gt;走在回忆里才看的清&lt;br /&gt;被伤透的心能不能够继续爱我&lt;br /&gt;我用力牵起没温度的双手&lt;br /&gt;过往温柔 已经被时间上锁&lt;br /&gt;只剩挥散不去的难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;我点燃烛火温暖随波到秋天&lt;br /&gt;金黄的到天边&lt;br /&gt;被风掠过像你的容颜&lt;br /&gt;我把爱烧成了落叶&lt;br /&gt;却换不回熟悉的那张脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;为何挽回要赶在冬天来之前&lt;br /&gt;爱你穿越时间&lt;br /&gt;两行泪只求我的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;让爱散透了地面&lt;br /&gt;我要的只是你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被伤透的心能不能够继续爱我&lt;br /&gt;我用力牵起没温度的双手&lt;br /&gt; 过往温柔 已经被时间上锁&lt;br /&gt;只剩挥散不去的难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再想要剪开一夜风雨&lt;br /&gt;随着北风凋零&lt;br /&gt;我轻轻摇曳风铃&lt;br /&gt;想唤醒被遗弃的爱情&lt;br /&gt;雪花已铺满了地&lt;br /&gt;谁把窗外枫叶已经沉迷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;我点燃烛火温暖随波到秋天&lt;br /&gt;金黄的到天边&lt;br /&gt;被风掠过像你的容颜&lt;br /&gt;我把爱烧成了落叶&lt;br /&gt;就唤不回熟悉的那张脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缓缓掉落的枫叶像思念&lt;br /&gt;为何挽回要赶在冬天来之前&lt;br /&gt;爱你穿越时间&lt;br /&gt;两行泪只求我的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;让爱散透了地面&lt;br /&gt;我要的只是你在我身边&lt;br /&gt;Tis Blog Is Declared Dead - 15 July 06.. To be Revived maybe..&lt;br /&gt;REst iN pieces..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115289383804713486?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115289383804713486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115289383804713486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115289383804713486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115289383804713486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-would-have-wrote-tis-earlier-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115245585125667844</id><published>2006-07-09T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:37:31.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dread.. to put another entry.It's hurting too much to put it down.....&lt;br /&gt;Even if i've locked it, what within is over flowing, slowly...&lt;br /&gt;Opression of my poor heart, the sadness for nothing is overflowing..&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not prepared...&lt;br /&gt;I juz feel so weird...&lt;br /&gt;So lost..&lt;br /&gt;Yet tml's chinese oral liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MoVe on.. Life has to moVe on...&lt;br /&gt;i'm like stucked..&lt;br /&gt;It's beCoZ.. i'm between what i chose to be and not to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been decided..&lt;br /&gt;I'll give my self 3 days of grace..&lt;br /&gt;to decide if..&lt;br /&gt;you will exsist and continue, or nv did and perharps nv will again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;painful...&lt;br /&gt;everything of you is registered right where i locked..&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i m unable to contain it..&lt;br /&gt;It's time to end it.. close this matter and move on..&lt;br /&gt;i see no hope of me in you..&lt;br /&gt;let me juz forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 % Let everything be a dream that nv had been..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 % Let everything be a nightmare and wake up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.9 % Let everything be normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.1% A miracle... which deem impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone.. it is with me. I'm sorry. I'm juz not myself,  but i will find it back within me once more. Tis 3 days..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing i say will change..&lt;br /&gt;maybe.. something vice versa might..&lt;br /&gt;i shd have nv..&lt;br /&gt;i shd have not ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse eyes.. free on tat fateful sunday..&lt;br /&gt;my pooh misses his piglet..hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world cup finals sounds like Pink Panther's plot. LOLS. China VS France remb ?&lt;br /&gt;Cept it's Italy VS France.&lt;br /&gt;CJC and JJC got off, go school later ?&lt;br /&gt;WE'r Ritarded. =X S "R".. n it's RITARDED. Get it ?&lt;br /&gt;if u dun, u'r Adagio -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115245585125667844?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115245585125667844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115245585125667844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115245585125667844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115245585125667844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dread.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115231988093923266</id><published>2006-07-08T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T08:51:20.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ytd...&lt;br /&gt;Was meant to be meaningful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet it lost all it's purpose.. and everything else. hAIx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what else to say..&lt;br /&gt;i dunon what else.. tat'll make u stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. u already gave me the intention...&lt;br /&gt;there's no point staying then..&lt;br /&gt;since, everything abt me has changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was already in place..&lt;br /&gt;but bit by bit, they fell..&lt;br /&gt;with some hanging by their little support..&lt;br /&gt;but one big bang..&lt;br /&gt;juz crashed everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is falling apart when they'r placed together..&lt;br /&gt;I shall not touch once more the fallen pieces then..&lt;br /&gt;I shall not bother with you, any more..&lt;br /&gt;for..&lt;br /&gt;everything else doesn't matter to you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's..&lt;br /&gt;juZ..&lt;br /&gt;hard..&lt;br /&gt;to..&lt;br /&gt;Forget..&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GunDam Seed Destiny - Opening I Reason by Tamaki Nami ( Translated to English)&lt;br /&gt;The further we are apart, the nearer I feel you are.&lt;br /&gt;Even my loneliness turns into strength... when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a time where streets, people and dreams change,&lt;br /&gt;I could only oppose them.I still did not realize,&lt;br /&gt;That there are things that can't be conveyed even with words.&lt;br /&gt; My lost dreams of wanting to hold you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;For them, you said, "Don't give up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The further we are apart, the nearer I feel you are.&lt;br /&gt;Even my loneliness turns into strength... when I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that pierces the gentle chest, that's a fragment of my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe once more in the the miracle that is our chanced meeting.&lt;br /&gt;In the days without you, I've stopped moving.&lt;br /&gt;But now I am walking out of here.&lt;br /&gt;All the coincidences we shared, certainly&lt;br /&gt;They all have their meanings.&lt;br /&gt;When our dreams comes true one by one, and we meet again,&lt;br /&gt;The coincidences become destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If even the torn promises can change into vows,&lt;br /&gt;Can we also change back to the two of us from the time we met at that place?The dear faces that resemble "kindness".&lt;br /&gt;I can see with my eyes closed, I know you are here without our hands touching.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I can't see the astrayed answers tomorrow,I carry the truth known as "today" in order to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;The further we are apart, the nearer I feel you are.Even my loneliness turns into strength... when I think of you.The thing that pierces the gentle chest, that's a fragment of my dream.&lt;br /&gt;As it is, believe once more in the the miracle that is our chanced meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115231988093923266?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115231988093923266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115231988093923266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115231988093923266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115231988093923266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115173035323848759</id><published>2006-07-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T13:43:52.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I m making one last entry.. to close up everything. I know it's pretty difficult to accept reality, but i'm more or less prepared to end it so. What that is most difficult to let go, are our memories.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, it seems like it's pretty fine to you, but u'll nv understand ever again how i feel..&lt;br /&gt;For words cannot express what feelings say.&lt;br /&gt;I m forced to accept it and i needed time. I know u didn't mean it. but, it juz came in at the wrong time. Half caught between mid years and thots, i juz scraped through everything. It is v. painful. The whole week.. of sleep is gone like that. I will be forced to face the nightmares of the results then.&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to dwell on this matter any longer. So, i'll choose to end it the way it is. To you, u have found yet another happiness, i feel happy for you, but sad becoz i've lost you. It is added to de burden that i m holding on. I'm sorry it had to be this way, i know u wanted me back to who i was, but with such a short time. I don't tink i can. I wasn't given a choice.You chose how it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time heals all wounds. Perharps let fate decide our next meeting. Meetings and partings are part of fate. I thx u for everything that u have done so far, everything that u have given me.&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything that happened,&lt;br /&gt;forget everything that once lived,&lt;br /&gt;forget everything that relates to&lt;br /&gt;me..&lt;br /&gt;For u and i have nothing to do with each other again.&lt;br /&gt;Someone else will look after u once i'm gone, someone else will be able to give u everything u wanted like u told me. I ? Will play no part in ur life and ur world any more, for i have already been invinsible since he stepped into ur life n world. I have become.. meaningless. So i'm not intending to dragg this any longer, save the place for someone else who has a meaning then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. As much as you are. I've lost, my reading was correct. To fight...&lt;br /&gt;but in vain. I tried my best. Not to tink of you any more is de best solution.&lt;br /&gt;It hurt me to see u once more, frankly, that's y. Everything inside is falling apart as soon as they'r placed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i have to do wif u again ? I told u before, i wrote it down before. N it will not change so fast... for i meant what i say and mean what i wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Even if the last remaining colors of my heart fade, it will be white, but.. PINK lish white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining heavily here as i blog. Who got umbrella ? Care to share wif me at de tag board?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tissue will do, rain isn't too big to be flooded though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case, those who tinks de above is crap, i'm sorry. Here's some stuff abt mid years, though i'm not in the mood to talk abt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Maths Invigulator ROXS ! he made everyone FOLLOW DE INSTRUCTIONS CAREFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;Wow i applause and give him de most RETARDED award. -__- come on, we are not idiots, neither are we taking something pro. It's juZ an mid year SCHOOL exam.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper.. ok ok lo.&lt;br /&gt;Our econs was a goner !! We can all prepare add oil liao. Maybe also can add oil to the school and juz burn it down =P ( JOKING- PLS DO NOT TRY TIS IN SCHOOL -) When we add oil, demand of oil increases.. blah blah blah.. i'm sure u all know tis -__-.&lt;br /&gt;Rice is elastic or inelastic. (Wow!)They can be stretched or tested tat way. So is restraunt meals.&lt;br /&gt;Physics !! It was quite a bad thing coz it was before chem paper in the afternoon. Though it was in the morning, but then.. u all know.phy is H1, then chem is h2.. so.. ehh.. u know. =P&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was another goner.15 pages. 6 Structured Qn. All of us were busy using thumbs and fingers , ok in short, everything to do wif chemistry calculations. All of us better go temple pray, coz most of us tikam ti kam the MCQ becoz we have no money !!! Time = Money.. =P ( ok i'm being lame here )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait.. i waited.. and is still waiting.I know, though it might nv happen again, i m still waiting for... ouy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achoo.. stupid. I'm like sneezing tears out. Tink i got flu..+..wadever is happening now it's.. stupid. Tissue !!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guild outing later.. and meeting char, lyn, siao eh they all. Enjoy youth day everyone......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115173035323848759?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115173035323848759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115173035323848759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115173035323848759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115173035323848759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-m-making-one-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115150598764179873</id><published>2006-06-28T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:46:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i.. can't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ?.. why.. have.. i failed ?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole city is dead... gone.. everything crashed. Ruins and debris lie everywhere... i wan.. my queen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i .. doubt.. u'll be back.. but.. i will hope for ur return..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not.. i want to.. it's in me already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like.. i can't hold you.. any longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U juz drove de earth.. between you in heaven.. and me in hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let.. me .. juz hope i'll see u again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be de last time my grieves are here... i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last fragments of the heart.. are all pink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not becoz they'r by nature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's becoz, they'r you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm.. leaving tis gateway... to recover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll.. be some.. before i'll be back.. or.. hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My moods songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie KOu (jay chou)- Yesterday(beatles) - First Love (Utada Hikaru)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115150598764179873?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115150598764179873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115150598764179873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115150598764179873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115150598764179873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115142322390681527</id><published>2006-06-27T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:47:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The bowl broke. Something reddish falls from the state of Kizumi. Reddish tears. It was … a nightmare coming true. Right in the chamber, struck by a arrow right on the chest.Right part, close to the heart…. It was.. expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perharps.. if u gave me 4ever to wait, I would. I guess I dun have enough charms to hold a gal back. Haix..&lt;br /&gt;Tml’s chi and econs. Let’s try our best to focus…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was to happen, why didn’t I do anything to stop it ? I could have juz dodge the arrow.. haix.. love.. is ? blind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei ler ni ker yi fan qi yi cie dan si , ni jie shou ler bu liao.&lt;br /&gt;Wo bu guai ni, yin wei, ni shi zhong hai xiao zhai wo yan li…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell gave me wings to despair..&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare gave me dreams to fear..&lt;br /&gt;Heaven gave me a face to dread..&lt;br /&gt;Wadever could be next ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i… juz.. feel.. something shattering completely…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to exams aftermath.. lots of things…are.. so….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan youu..i know i cannot hold u any longer.. i juz hope.. i can recover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've loved you 1314 ler..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115142322390681527?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115142322390681527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115142322390681527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115142322390681527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115142322390681527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/bowl-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115116638251125015</id><published>2006-06-24T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T00:26:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GP... paper - 24 06 2006 time : 8.00&lt;br /&gt;SR JC has a new function in the hall, it's call de FREEZER.&lt;br /&gt;Newly installed with 19 FULLY FUNCTIONING AND FULLY ULTILIZIED AIR- CON..&lt;br /&gt;8 on the right, 8 on the left, 3 from behind.&lt;br /&gt;(NOte*:NEW TOWNERS, if tis was in our school, Our School sure PoR Kai !! Our "new" town school only has 4 )&lt;br /&gt;Our Chief Examiner was MOST "CARING". Inviting words like "this is not a social gathering" n stuff liddat makes us feel like we'r kids liddat, taking exams for de first time WHEN IT"S 8 aM N DE BLOODY PAPER ISN"T STARTED. Wow, we all manage to get in like few minutes before 8? lols.. Cinema, Concert also at least 30 mins or so lahs, COME On lahs !&lt;br /&gt;It was most funny.. "how many people feel tat de air con is too cold ?"&lt;br /&gt;Practically almost everyone, + some were also in wind breakers.&lt;br /&gt;"but it is only 24 degrees only, if we adjust higher.. it'll be like outisde"&lt;br /&gt;Try putting 19 air cons in a room , even set 28 i tell u u confirm shivering one lor !! DiaOzx..&lt;br /&gt;However i award de MOST Caring award of the day to MRS ZETH, who suggested de idea of detaching de insert behind so tat we can refer. Seems like SR JC has finally got a brighter day to look forward to. (Though Many of us know it, but then some of us juz dun wan do it coz no staple - u know de old rules, no borrowing of stuff ~ we follow rules leh !!  )&lt;br /&gt;Finding "new" town better than SR JC in some ways, hahax, maybe becoz we unite as a whole co hort and fight de chers =P.. All well..&lt;br /&gt;they go recorded in history books ler..&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;Time may pass..&lt;br /&gt;But Memories will stay !!&lt;br /&gt;COMMON TEST PERIOD.. I WISH ALL- ALL DE BEST !&lt;br /&gt;ALL JC FRIENDS N U JUNIORS HAVING CT or MID YRS, GD LUCK !! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Forgetting.. tink u'll pass by here one day ? i &lt;3 yOu !! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115116638251125015?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115116638251125015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115116638251125015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115116638251125015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115116638251125015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/gp.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115099377135438231</id><published>2006-06-23T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:34:39.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m fine.. i guess.. at last u appeared the doorstep, telling me the storm tat have happened.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AI NI 1 3 1 4... Dao YOng Yuan... =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.25 am now. Going back New Town tml, GP exam on sat. Ahh !! Tml also got piano lesson.. BUsy busy busy..&lt;br /&gt;Will wait for you to come out.. looking forward to our next trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The currents in the sea have subsided, the winds in the storm have calmed down. The sky is looking exceptionally bright in the habour. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115099377135438231?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115099377135438231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115099377135438231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115099377135438231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115099377135438231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-m-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115081544441460281</id><published>2006-06-20T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:57:25.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I flipped my phone so many times.. hoping to see something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything to stop me from feeling so down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did u even get ur card to ur friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How de hell m i going to get to you now ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it even responsible of you to throw me on my own for 2 long days ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely... u better give me a good explaination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it even meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RiDiculously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sat a wrong plane, let go by others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.. have i not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H"e Who Takes It FroM Me..&lt;br /&gt;I curse h"im...&lt;br /&gt;To suffer a fate worse than death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perharps.. it'll be de only one i curse and swear this life. For...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an no man thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or.. shd it be vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u' will juz eat u'r desserts soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no link to you totally except the phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever considered tat what if it failed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog no, house phone no, NOTHING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N me.. WAITING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LONGED to get to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through your friend ? Won't U be jealous then ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i do anything else ? .........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115081544441460281?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115081544441460281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115081544441460281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115081544441460281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115081544441460281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-flipped-my-phone-so-many-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115067629066797018</id><published>2006-06-19T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:18:10.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining heavily outside now. Yet i can't sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically didn't sleep any last bit last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i slept forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tis feeling again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to have lost everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sista's gone for camp now, both parents off to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a paper doll in the wind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge flaming battles of last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need youu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where r you when i need you de most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning is crashing down on my city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What went wrongly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115067629066797018?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115067629066797018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115067629066797018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115067629066797018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115067629066797018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-hate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115064685750004738</id><published>2006-06-19T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:10:23.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thot.. it'll nv come tat swiftly again..&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;My mages has failed me in my City of Heartx, another attack has been unleashed, hitting it hugely near the infrastrature of the castle. I hurried all over, seeing anything destroyed. The statue is crying again. The bowl, is at least 1/2 full. Juz wondering, m i going to watch it break ?&lt;br /&gt;Tried emptying some, yet all that was emptied seems constantly filled by the tears it flow. I'm being stupid. I feel, maybe i'm juz stupid...&lt;br /&gt;i know, i'll juz wash my hands off it. I perharps already know. How could.. i .. someone who knew what was going to happen, let it happen again?.. i let fate decide. Would it even have changed if i ever did treasure the times ? Gone...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever left 3 yrs ago of her, native ness... perharps was more than juz a vivid memory stored and kept wisely. Even if i did know, could i have changed it ? Same for now..&lt;br /&gt;Or.. tis time.. i stumbled upon another story.. where everything was meant to be like de previous. Maybe i knew de ending for the other one. This one's i'm writing. I will not end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tink that it would be the pressing moment at the time. Mugging is another option.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u didn't understand it from the start.. Meng.. u thot it'll be carefree..&lt;br /&gt;how could i have not known ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet what can be there to drown it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting dark once more here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how long it'll be till it stops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something hot smear my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not right to do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba Ka me.. Ba Ka Ya Ro me.. wasting my time here instead of sleeping..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115064685750004738?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115064685750004738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115064685750004738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115064685750004738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115064685750004738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-thot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115056268497511490</id><published>2006-06-18T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:44:44.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some Old memories.. to newer onces in maple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Seems like ages ago.. but in fact 3- 4 months ago, Belinda Jie jie and Emperor Kor Kor on their way to job advancement =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Attack of the clones !! I kana chased by 6 robots &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0011.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is recent.. Into the unknowned area of thantorus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;!!! Thantorus Alert !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The Skill usage time.. seal.. Lucky not ice !! =P My healer died !! So poor thing hor ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kana sun burnt. Tink i'm going to be ouchy whole day. Hope powder helps !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NiteZx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115056268497511490?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115056268497511490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115056268497511490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115056268497511490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115056268497511490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-old-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115047885775109355</id><published>2006-06-17T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T01:27:37.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The quietness of the morning, makes me wan another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can nv write out how one feels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can express out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can they ever be understooded ?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's nagging. it's 1 in de morning and i'm still on this. Feeling abit better at de least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, it was like totally going to rain. But.. it seems like i've stopped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood muz nv spill, for when it does.. i fear, the bowl will break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NiteZx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115047885775109355?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115047885775109355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115047885775109355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115047885775109355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115047885775109355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/quietness-of-morning-makes-me-wan.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115047599658505486</id><published>2006-06-17T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:31:56.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here.. to post some memories in maple.. the SS seems nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Train to lubrilum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0005.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/400/Maple0005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5516/665/1600/Maple0005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Min, Caryn JIE JIE and me !! hahax =P I in the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i wonder when i open a umbrella for someone, but the rain juz rained on me, becoz the someone juz seems to walk away with it. It's so cold, cold.. very cold. Like water poured on ur head.&lt;br /&gt;The statue of Kizumi Kun in the City of Heartx is crying. Inadequate defences, or rather attacks made by tests caused huge damages to the city. But yet within the city, i, the Lord has tried to keep everything within control. As music flows throughout the city, the chamber of venus has been unlocked. Yet, the statue is crying. Tears flow from it's stone eyes. As the pictorial chamber seals and closes all that has happened, the giant crystal ball continue to predict. As if i have feared the worst. I juz hope the statue stops crying. The bowl beneath it is filling slowly. I hope it doesn't break either. Either way, i juz dun wish for any calamity to befall the city. Looking at how deep some damages are, there seems no way that they'll ever recover. As my greatest fear resides, i will try my best not to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, wind blows not only there, i realise it was something that made me rather down. Perharps, feng was always the element of surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BeCoz, in this realm i live.......&lt;br /&gt;/the special 3 words are only meant for you/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i promise u the stars and moon,it'll be for you even if i fall, i'll land in the clouds, to where u'r waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam.. uploading stuff seems so long. Next time then upload. HaiX......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115047599658505486?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115047599658505486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115047599658505486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115047599658505486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115047599658505486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/here.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-115008889228936016</id><published>2006-06-12T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:08:12.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As i sit on this com, reviewing blogs, i juz realised 2 person has already gone on a holiday. Actually 3 , tat's Clifford, Pei zhen and Cassandra. i didn't wished anyone off, hahax.. felt like so bad liddat. Coz.. of that incident, i juz feel so bad. Wondered now.. how hard it will be to see a person again.. SO muz always treasure meetings.&lt;br /&gt;This june seems rather sadening. Firstly, i had camp. though i liked it in a away of escaping from all the hectic work but then it was tiring. Secondly, becoz of that i have not completed anything yet !! So much for holiday lessons. I'm like tired also, despite 2 days of rest. It's like 2 days isn't enough. Holidays aren't holidays this year, they are like Holy Omen !! Little Incidents Date Away Yesterday.. Which yesterday have u really enjoyed so far ? SianZx... Thirdly, rain !! Rain seems to be my worst nightmare. Break camp that day, it was raining so heavy. It was soo lonely, going in the rain, no one to talk too. If it wasn't raining, at least i could get some company as we make our way out.  I was wet from thighs down. Rain rain.... Ytd.. The planned sentosa trip was also destroyed by it. HaiixXx.. what a disaster eh?&lt;br /&gt;Ytd... 2nd most important event : I almost kana killed. Lost my way ! Omg, wif my seniors. That's really going to hurt if they gather up and slaughted me. =P luckily they didn't. Sorry Sorry !! Seems like i blurred out totally ytd. But in any case, will miss u seniors !! =)&lt;br /&gt;can't type !! Grandpa suddenly on both de radio n tv, starting the radio already half disrupted me, now wif tv ?!.. juz faster type through.. still muz eat lunch. everything seems to clash this hols. I hate it !!&lt;br /&gt;Despite it, the most wonderful thing was to see you =)) It was really nice to see ur beautiful face once more. i really missed you. Hope to see you again =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-115008889228936016?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/115008889228936016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=115008889228936016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115008889228936016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/115008889228936016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/as-i-sit-on-this-com-reviewing-blogs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114995847562300968</id><published>2006-06-11T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:54:35.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perharps.. everything that left in this place where we all study in.. is commitment.. and our passion. Despite everything, band was enjoyable =) was wondering how ntsb was too in that plight, then now we are in almost the same boat. it's really kinda nice. Small and cosy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kind of memories awaken wif fate. I've juz seen someone from the past. Lin.. but i guess u wouldn't reconigse me even. U'r still de same, my idol SL. Maybe i didn't have a chance to say so last time, i would like to delicate a THANK YOU to you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; ~ She stood there, looking at the guy bleeding in great flows.A tear drops from her eyes, landing softly on a pool of blood. With a stare back, she look once more at the killer, the murderer of many, bloody demon of uncontrollable thirst for blood. On the floor was pools of blood, 2 of her friends lie on the floor, unconcious. The guy was trying to get up, but she placed him in a comfortable position leaning on the wall. The bleeding isn't tat bad. It would juz seems that demon took a great cut in a important place. He was turning cold. She could feel it in her hands, while holding on to her. The wound, was too deep. The human laughed horribily. De human, bloody demon of uncontrollable thirst for blood, was behind this.Looking at how frail she was, he moved forward. Confident of taking out her. This.. was to end now.&lt;br /&gt;She juz stood up. A incredible spiritual energy gathers. The human brace himself for an attack, looking around nervously. The energy is really strong, the guy could sense it in his dying breaths. He could wish to see it all, but it all seems like a hope. "The wound is too deep" he thot.&lt;br /&gt;"Pity.. fool. To tink that u were to terminate me.. "&lt;br /&gt;All the pool of bloods were like vapourising into vapours of blood, with each suspended in the air. Almost at once before de Human could do anything, the blood was gone.&lt;br /&gt;"Final Resort : Blood Dance"&lt;br /&gt;It juz collaspe onto the floor, with no furthur movement. So much for the human, whose more of a demon hearted. Her face was wet, it seems hard to move now. He, was such a pain to look at now. He, now in pain, breathed heavily and said," Why did u not say and lie ?"&lt;br /&gt;Tears could not explain the pain and sadness. She knew, he knew. But.. it seems to be toO late to be explained. ~&lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114995847562300968?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114995847562300968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114995847562300968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114995847562300968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114995847562300968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/perharps.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114991066804656074</id><published>2006-06-10T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:37:48.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been long since i last updated. Perharps.. It was camp that took much life from me, i dun really have good impression of it, but in any case, i had a good learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for the CSSP experience, Be it facs or students.. i have a valuble insight to carry wif me. Thank you to de X- Co s for organising this camp, as well as thanks all whom have helped in one way or another that have made this camp a success.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. most of the holidas this term was School. DAm F up.. somehow.. everything is juz seem to be going down hill here. We are being treated like slaves and craps. -__- Come on.. GET A LIFE. Even secondary schools are better i find. Idiots.. treating us as if we are 100 % efficient, perharps.. it was wrong to start wif. i shd copy this phrase becoz it really suits it.&lt;br /&gt;The People Shd not be afraid of their goverments..&lt;br /&gt;Governments shd be afraid of their people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v647/valourxinyu/poster_1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP - U talk abt wars and everything else. Call us incomplecents call us anything but do u even make or stress on what ever u'r saying ? Have u even consider making it even easier for the many of us that dun know ? come on.. U'r de teacher, u call de shots, u decide what is taught dun it ? If not.. what ? Face reality.. U shoot us in all areas trying to wake us up. Have u ever wondered.. how difficult it is to wake up in a nightmare ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long sealed memories are awaking. It's something that re awake in my heart. Something that was suppose to happen years back.. but locked up. Define as love..&lt;br /&gt;i missed you alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. study study study. To all out there, STudy groups !! DJ gang, Wx gang and S13 gang, or anyone else for study, any takers ? P.S : Dj gang - Find some where other than jurong library ? hahax..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114991066804656074?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114991066804656074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114991066804656074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114991066804656074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114991066804656074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-has-been-long-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114885571502354090</id><published>2006-05-29T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T06:35:15.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going for camp..&lt;br /&gt;If u’r happen to be here, visiting me.. my dear..&lt;br /&gt;Pls take care of urself for I won’t be able to look after you till I return. I’ll most probably be able to contact on 1 june. I dunno how long de bat can last or even if can get to you or not. I’ll try my best.. miss you loads. Do take care..&lt;br /&gt;P.s. 2 june b free for me can ? JUz asking.. nvm if u can’t..&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thot.. I seen SRJC before, I’ve seen de Com lab 2 in my dreams. De banner, de door. I was really wondering, what if.. déjà vu is true again. Not wishing it, coz more of bad things seems to happen more than good things. Good or bad, omens and signs aside, this holiday’s going to be hectic. So much for holidays…&lt;br /&gt;i lost one, when i knew it.. or did i not ?..haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all. Take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114885571502354090?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114885571502354090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114885571502354090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114885571502354090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114885571502354090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/05/going-for-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114839160388018304</id><published>2006-05-23T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:18:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Physics test is tomorrow. I'm not really that prepared. Haix.. it's like a battle 1 VS 25. I know de outcome though. With me, is juz a straw armour, with a sword that holds feelings that has accompanied me for long...&lt;br /&gt;I sat at the rock over looking the strong army ahead. Sitting on the rock on the top of the hills.If the feeling is there, i can overcome it. BUt no longer...&lt;br /&gt;The winds that blew are cold and icy, it was very cold.&lt;br /&gt;Cold winds could only bring about bad omens. Rain...&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly.. rain all around.. but yet to be near me. Shivering on the rock.. feeling very cold.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.. becoz i was too hasty to go.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold.. something is gathering in my heart. I'm scared it's going to overflow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;That's y u r so special.. u are able to bring emotions alive to me.&lt;br /&gt;smiles.. smiles....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;n the watery thing that binds with eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sword is losing it's power.. it's going to be such a busy week then. Thxs KL. U restrain half the water. Nv de less, Let pheonix rise amist flames. Let death be reborn .&lt;br /&gt;Let de test come.&lt;br /&gt;Let them come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114839160388018304?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114839160388018304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114839160388018304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114839160388018304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114839160388018304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/05/physics-test-is-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114809502123499358</id><published>2006-05-20T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T11:17:01.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here i sit in the freshness of the morning.. taking a huge break before all the hectic ness ever begins. LoLx.. I'm slacking. tat's not suppose to happen.&lt;br /&gt;This week has turned my body to much of a tired state. As much as i wished to stay in bed but i woke up at 8. Can't sleep back after that, so i lay on the bed or rather mattress till 9+ before i drag my tired body to watch "i not stupid 2" which mum was watching. Perharps, why i decided to.. was becoz it's funny. Gone were the days where we were laughing our heads out. That's a reaason to lame sometimes !! Coz We all miss the laughter and fun we had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. to face it, i'm kinda draggy still. "S.C". Another chapter is unfolding slowly. It's like 4 yrs ago. Everything starts anew, everything is so mysterious. Mr lum was perharps right, his daughter has 4 yrs. It's now reduced to 2 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;Mingde was telling me about internal conflicts yesterday. It's like what i initiated. In short. that's interpreted by what Mum always say : Chong Min Hui Bei Chong Min Wo. I added : Sha ren you Sha Fu. Clever, Intelligence or wise ? I wouldn't classify them as de same. Stupid, dumb isn't de same i guess. If ever was things as peaceful as things were, how many bloodshed would be spared ?&lt;br /&gt;The show is also v. sad. Things get more touching now. It's going to be a hectic time. Hhhhm.. shows also. I MISS Euu..&lt;br /&gt;I promise you before, i will fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;I heartx you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new task awaits. I do not know if it will be assigned to me or whoever. It reminds me of 3 years ago. Sad.. though a wall of dull ness has already blocked up the memory, i guess, some memories are never deem to be stopped. Whether i get it or not, i dun mind.&lt;br /&gt;If i dun, at least i'll be free at least from library.&lt;br /&gt;If i do, i'll be a proper librarian at last.&lt;br /&gt;Though, i appreciate helping to resolve many things these years, i guess it was prewritten that resolving things would bring more trouble. Can't be helped. But, maybe without it, i wouldn't have learned other stuff bahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114809502123499358?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114809502123499358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114809502123499358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114809502123499358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114809502123499358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-i-sit-in-freshness-of-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114779064082505669</id><published>2006-05-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:44:00.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The greatest fear is fear of course..&lt;br /&gt;fear of that which that hurts..&lt;br /&gt;the dominant takes it quite apart..&lt;br /&gt;leaving the winds to scatter past..&lt;br /&gt;One's heart are not far too hard...&lt;br /&gt;Perharps we are all different realms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. So many worlds, yet they share the same sky same sea and same destiny. Unite as one class.. but.. it seems to take some time to bond. Somehow, comments that don't really need to be told shouldn't be ? I juz dun know what to say sometimes, but, do u realise that sometimes comments are abit too harsh ?&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is ceteris paribus. That is why this world is like this. Homogenous. I do not owe u anything, neither shd i owe u too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many worlds, yet they share the same sky, same land and same destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Let the composition begin and let bonds be pieced into harmony.&lt;br /&gt;=) SR JC Band Seniors.. U rOck !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purple moon once appears, i looked at the orange sky.&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of orange, blu ish purple moon. Reflections of the light shines into my face, lighting the path.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the sky and thot..&lt;br /&gt;When will i see u again ?&lt;br /&gt;U will be there.. in the cherry blossoms.. as the pink flowers fall, the wind scatters them, joining our next meet =)).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114779064082505669?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114779064082505669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114779064082505669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114779064082505669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114779064082505669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/05/greatest-fear-is-fear-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114697338754789185</id><published>2006-05-07T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:43:07.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here to comment on something that happened recently. Of great importance  ? I do not really know. However, I feel that listing it down perhaps was a good idea ?? Since it was something that’s happening once ?&lt;br /&gt;Rally.. that’s the thing. 19th Student Council nominees  Rally for JC 1s. Looking at the whole thing, it seem like it had nothing great to be talking about. Other than Keroy’s “angel thingy” , which unfortunately keroy u use the wrong term logy. Each thing has it’s side. But how to really accept things that have gone far beyond what that can be deemed appropriate ? That is for the person to clean up, I guess.. the world’s unfair in this. Life’s like this.&lt;br /&gt;A very interesting Question which caught all most everyone’s attention was : “ If a teacher and a student fell into the water, who will u save ? “ Most of the councilors of course saved the student for those that could swim, for those that can’t, juz watch them die. Lolx.. indeed.  Here, I applauded for all de 19th student council nominees for their courage and bravery, as well as their wits for the rally. Claps * Claps* Claps* It was not a easy task. Perharps the most appropriate sense was to save both, but the question doesn’t allow you to. So, we go off to save the teacher or student. Teacher or student, there is no right or wrong answer. I juz can’t believe that one actually did came up to address their unjustifiable “truth”. I do have to agree that councilers may have been abit or rather, somehow offensive by giving examples like old, fat, smart enough not to get themselves in a sticky situation. HOWEVER, all these deem acceptably rude if it was free response, but it was right on the stage. Right in front of every JC 1 student, teacher that was sitting down. Close to 500 over pair of eyes staring at you. Juz even if we were to say something wrongly, somehow it’s not like we did it purposely or with the intention to do so. ALSO, it was juz a rally. Sometimes, I wonder, does it really show other things, such as how petty one is when it comes to a slight little issue. Tell me that which teacher will rather save himself or herself than save his/her disciple ? Shuo Wei Tian Di You Qin. Sometimes, we juz save people in de most peril moment, not caring about one self. I really really really do not see any sense in why one should get so worked up or agitated over something that’s like so theoretically ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone has officially got a huge injury. A creak has appeared at the area of the flipping. It is causing huge problems to flip. This is very bad, of course it could only mean 1 thing. My phone is going to die in 1 week. Worst ? My sim card is rejected by my spare phone. Most people happy when phone spoil, coz means phone lousy and can change new one. For me, I’m not that fortunate. I have to wait. It was a imperial degree that was set since. What to do ? Seems like my sim has choosen to give up on me too. Haix. Friends, Dudes and people out there, should I not reply you, pls understand. My phone wishes to rest in pieces. Yes, I have not spelled wrongly.Pieces, haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsubasa Bk 13. Spoiler alert !! Manga : TSUBASA RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE&lt;br /&gt;Syaoran finds his opposite self ?? Nightmare. Sakura comforts Syaoran. As they arrive in Lecourt Country, a book without a tittle shows. Kurogane picks up de book and syaoran was drawn into de book, revealing the past memories of Kurogane. A tragic past Kurogane had. A once happy family, was torn in a midst of a war. Living in the country of Japan, town of Suwa, Kurogane is well taught in warrior fighting styles by his dad, a formidable warrior, a Feudal Lord (Ryoshu). His mother, a Tsukuyomi, priestess, protected the land with a magic barrier. However, one day, his dad returned to take the family heirloom,Ginryu to deal with a monster. Priestess was ill already as she was busy casting spells of the barrier , proceeded with a ceremony that goes when de family heirloom is taken. She passes out but wants to carry on praying in de prayer room but alas, she was killed by a hand that appeared out of nowhere. The magic barrier disappears, Kurogane, waiting outside the prayer room, rushes in to see his mother die in a blood of blood as his mother vomited blood and blood from the huge stab. The barrier fails and monsters surrounded the whole castle, as Kurogane peeps at the shadows, a monster’s mouth is revealed. In it was a arm, the hand carrying the Ginryu.&lt;br /&gt;So sad.. almost had tears up my eyes. It was really sad. But Kurogane say something good. When syaoran ask about his past, Kurogane juz told him “ why are u clinging to someone’s past since they do not belong to you ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy.. Econs and Chemistry test next week. Jia YoUu..&lt;br /&gt;Take Care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raising sun tells me the stars have all gone sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;The sleepy moon tells me the sky have been darkened.&lt;br /&gt;Yet upon a cloud that’s white always,&lt;br /&gt;A silver lining awaits those who hold on through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine =) Dun worry... I have always been.. shall always be and be forever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114697338754789185?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114697338754789185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114697338754789185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114697338754789185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114697338754789185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-to-comment-on-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114667074933021977</id><published>2006-05-03T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:43:24.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very long time entry...</title><content type='html'>Right, fed up, tired, exhuasted and almost died. Tired = exhuasted actually, but exhuasted of school. Tired is natural now. Fed up becoz of Project Work. KEster, u'r right, GP + PW Kills. But not that WORSE until u get the wrong teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we juz meet a unbearable person. However, we juz keep it right in our heart. Maybe Mr Ng was right. Suffering in turn could be a blessing in disguise instead. Somehow, everything was taking a wrong turn today. Unbearable person... a wrong turn today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today juZ started off fine. BUt i had a heat stroke again. YEs, again. After running 2.4 with a timing of 13.13. Previously, same thing. I went to do 5 pull ups after that and then had it. Everything was juz i dunno what to say lahs. I didn't expect it again today. I wonder, do i have a medical condition now then ? Had to do an extra 2 rounds for timing after 12.30, since i'm 13.13 i have to run. BUt, as i juz started to run, have slight giddy ness. I dismiss it and carried on, it was till half of de round i truely convinced that it has come again. I perservere on, it was really bad. Everything was fading. It's like the bright lit world of urs suddenly turn blur. I quickly made my way walking to the nearest shelter and rest awhile to recroupe. Jeremy, Qing And wen Hui ran in front, unable to call them. Justice also had problems, he had jelly legs after running de 5 round of 2.4. Well, in any case, i was relieve. I'm still ok, which let me realise, no herbal tea the night before PE and no coffee in de morning. Coz Herbal tea dehydrates ur body, while coffee increases the fluid loss. Heat stroke is the stage of in sufficient water whereby blood cannot reach ur head. Well, i did drink water before i ran de 2 more rounds but, i guess it's juz like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbearablely, All of us hide this in our hearts. Son of A GAN. Now i know why it's a bad word. Now u also know right ? LoL. Today, S13 knew a new word. It's call ASSUME. Like Wtf. Yes WTF. U probably hear whatever said about it BUT to assume is to take a risk. How many a times we assume. Is it that u have assume as a right as a teacher that u are invariably correct ? ASSUME. It is something that we only use when we are 60 % sure. Even if it was 60 %, 40 % of failure rate. It is so bold to use that stupid explaination that dealt with no possible sense that i tink in the right sense, u could be sued.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST, We are in SRJC not RJC. It doesn't mean we'r stupid or what, it doesn't mean anything. We'r Average ok ? Fine, so.. don't expect us to start relating to things that we dun possibly tink of. Aren't u suppose to remind us ? Aren't u suppose to EVEN Tell us ? so u juz left the whole batch of us juz to die like that. NO sms, No msg, NO word, NO NOTHING. We'r juz a class, that has only gone through 1 months together since school started. We have also started school for ONLY 1 month, that would also mean close to 5 x 5 = 25 days Maximum, - holidays and stuff. Let's juz say, sometimes, no matter how long we spend time at a place, we still get mixed up. No meh? then won't it be a perfact world ? Glad that some of our mates were smart enough to get to where it was suppose to be, but instead ? Rubbish, CRAp and BULL SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;SECOND, which "late" was with no official reason in school by TEACHERS ? Telling me that lessons nV DRAg at that time ?? How many times it did ? YTd was a PERFECT example. Pls, It's a LECTURE.&lt;br /&gt;IF everything in this world was assumed, what would become of this place ? Facts ? truth ?&lt;br /&gt;IF everyone was homogenous, wouldn't this place be dead ?&lt;br /&gt;If it was CT before that, nvm. IT"s PE. All of us ran lahs.. Let's admit it. We all are tired.&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered to continue. Shouldn't post so much CRAP that isn't worth mentioning. Juz my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at de sky.. looking at the clouds in the sky. It turns dark yet it doesn't rain. Night has fallen, i look up again. Is it telling me anything ? I only see a bright large star. Venus. Or, is it not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so long ever since i experience it. It comes juZ like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish to be ur reality, not in ur dreams. You too are exsisting somewhere, but i can't seem to see ya in reality. Will i be able to wait till dreams comes real ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or.. I'm juZ dreaming all the way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band election coming. I had some ideas in mind. Ideas on.. how to reject a post. LoLx. I tink i'm not fit for it and maybe i'll juz want to take a break. But i wan to give my seniors a good farewell. I love SR JC's band seniors. =) They Rox..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what on my mind..... o_O it's 11.34 and i'm still not in bed. Will go now..&lt;br /&gt;Till i blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kairi,                                                &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Xiiao Gong Zhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where r u ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Princess hold the power to unlock Kingdom Hearts. Kairi is one of them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114667074933021977?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114667074933021977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114667074933021977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114667074933021977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114667074933021977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/05/very-long-time-entry.html' title='A very long time entry...'/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114493398639900689</id><published>2006-04-13T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:13:06.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A v. long recap..</title><content type='html'>Time sure pass fast..&lt;br /&gt;Here i m , into week 4 of Term 2 ? Perharps all could agree that we aren't enjoying as much as secondary. Some may also say that we'r more or less having fun and losing fun at de same time. Hahax, in any case i guess that's JC life =).&lt;br /&gt;I found another thing to complain on. Alfred Cox.-__- I wouldn't have wrote this down becoz of 2 freaking comments he said. one " GROW UP.. Stop lying " WTF lahs ? I really did de physics Tutorial lor !! Give me de kind of stupid look. Do i look like i'm a fool ? Wth.. NOT only that, as he walked around saying how wadever his mouth could fill us with as many filty vocabs such as " top 25 % " as a excuse, he used " Pro Pen Spinners " AS HE WALKED PAST ME &amp; i was spinninig my pen. Okz fine,what de hell lahs. I nid to point that out, becoz it was freaking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NOT BEEN TREATED LIKE THIS FOR DUNNO HOW LONG.&lt;br /&gt;GROW Up.. I shd have shouted that straight in his face. Stop treating ppl as if they're like toddlers. It's not like we owe the whole world something ? In any case, other than that, GP teachers seem to also have attitude problems. Say what, since we do not appreciate their kindness. Was we even given a chance to choose ? Was we EVEN respected in the first place ? U teachers know urself. Too Bad that we juz dun have de voice. Come on lahs, this is a JC, we dun act like secondary school, shouting back at teachers and trying to rebel. We r all cilivised people, that have at least completed o's. U mean to tell me that SRJC's discipline is so bad till we act like that. I TINK NOT. It's ur own opinion. So stop using ur opinion as a fact to prove to the whole world that we are idoits liddat.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was 99.99% evil, at least there was some good of 0.01% which makes a difference in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Furhturmore, JC 1s.. cary de legacy to JC 2s and leave de collegue bearing SRJC as part of their historical memories.&lt;br /&gt;I'll say, One shd make them proud of their JC and not afraid to say so. I wonder truely what comments seniors do pass.. perharps it was :&lt;br /&gt;" oh, my JC r ? Remb " so and so" ? Bitch hor ? Aii ya, blah blah blah "&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be : " my JC !! Thole collegue roZx man !! Teachers, students and even de principle!!"&lt;br /&gt;Perharps, even though every thing was so dark, but every dark cloud as a silver lining. Memories that are sour will eventually be neutralised. We hold those dearest to us, though we try to throw them away but we can't. Why not try to let a legend begin, or rather then let de people fear..&lt;br /&gt;zZz.. sometimes i do wonder if that's why this world is so complicated. A + B isn't equal to C only.Views, opinions..&lt;br /&gt;But that's us bahs.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing and tinking, Stressing and relaxing..&lt;br /&gt;Had a heat condition on wednesday. De hydration was de cause perharps. I was abit too da yi perharps. Drink too less water. Well, juZ to clarify, Weak on de outside, Strong within. Somehow, before i accomplish what i nid to settle in this world, i shall not leave this world. However, shd i do.. de rest of ya take care ? hahax.. everything is like so vunerable. We juz stood by a margin of pass or fail in test, a late and not late within a minutes of time through de gateway into de school.&lt;br /&gt;I tink that's all.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;For - Gotten &amp;amp; - Gone&lt;br /&gt;Where rests my memories ?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114493398639900689?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114493398639900689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114493398639900689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114493398639900689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114493398639900689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/04/v-long-recap.html' title='A v. long recap..'/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114381962990606472</id><published>2006-03-31T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:40:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back to blogging in a few words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lolx, the week's been busy. Come home say around 6+ 7+ i'm into my pile of assignments and when i finish, it's around 9+, juz in time to catch Xin Shan shan,  if not i juz go read some newspapers, which i did while trying to find econs stuff but can't find anything. This week's juz like how normal school was, EXCEPT MS GAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kana scolded like.. everytime ? zZz, wad's her problem or me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First to present thing, so happen i there, then she say "y have blanks &amp;amp;...." blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next on was saying my example was TOO freaking brief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey i'M Already TRYING MY best lahs.. mad.. -___- Seriously, this is de most "niao" teacher i thot i ever seen. So much so. I guess it's from my view, nvm, i'll ren. She's de teacher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All wells, today also passed sports day. =) Shd i say the rain was right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or shd i say the rain was marking tat it wasn't appropriate for sports day ? Hahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In any case, i dun have much comments to make here. Tired liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gabriel didn't come today, so i had to step in for College Dance with Ying Wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;S13 ppl, if u'r reading this, tell me how's de dance by tagging !! hahax.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, de meal at pizza hut was SuPerB !! We shd go out more often liddat. It's FuN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right, i tink tat's all for now. Gtg sleep ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NiteZx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TAKe CARe ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P. S : Before i forget... Preston Peh ( NTSS 1/4 (2002) 2/4 (2003) 3/3 (2004) 4/3(2005 ) , NPCC has been "downed" and landed in a hospital. For those interested to visit him, it's rather serious, Pls Sms me or anyone closely related to him like Edmund or Qi Xian. Yupps =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- It muz Be really bored lying at de hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114381962990606472?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114381962990606472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114381962990606472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114381962990606472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114381962990606472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-back-to-blogging-in-few-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114320353802263701</id><published>2006-03-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:35:55.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A v. long tale...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah.. finally blogging. Even i myself is saying finally. With half of my world going clock wise and another half going anti, i really wonder sometimes what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;If half of your memories are clashing with half of whatever de present is holding, what will u do ?&lt;br /&gt;I keep holding back, i dunno why. My decisions now are actually, like my actions in de past ? It's like a boat that has gone through a terrible storm past de stretch of sea and now u' r bringing de same boat to an almost same stretch of sea ?&lt;br /&gt;Power, is no longer what i desire or seek.&lt;br /&gt;" Great powers, Come with Great responsibilites' remb tat.&lt;br /&gt;There are exceptions of course, and myself have taken one path tat i wasn't chosen for i guess. A regret ? i really dunno. somehow my brain isn't tinking.&lt;br /&gt;It's been busy busy busy all de while here. i"m an S. C. Resist change bah i've been tinking, trying to close up my gap with reality. Still in day dreaming mode, hahax tat's y.&lt;br /&gt;Now when i blog, i dunno what to say. tat's why i nid a note pad bah. Guess will be mapling lesser as time past. =( i know it's sad, but it doesn't mean tat i've retired.&lt;br /&gt;Tat's all ? come back and blog again soon. NiteZx&lt;br /&gt;TAKe CARe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114320353802263701?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114320353802263701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114320353802263701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114320353802263701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114320353802263701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/v-long-tale.html' title='A v. long tale...'/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114234876599164718</id><published>2006-03-14T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:06:06.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything simply crashes at de wrong time. It has to be eh ? if not why call "crashes", unfortunately, crashes alone is bad enough, at de wrong time makes it worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Crash" refers to a impact of something affecting something on it's normal routine. At de wrong time simply juz means Worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What has everything to begin with in de first place ? i simply dun get it. Be it buying a lab top to playing dota, everything seems topsy tirvy.. be it either in de wrong time wrong place or something wrong juz happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's like holding a cup by de handle and find de whole bottom is empty.Everything tat de cup's suppose to hold juz drops and gone. Juz liddat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How nice... I realise time elpse cannot be overcome. Understanding muZ be accumulated or established through years perharps, over many time. Some things in life, somehow, when take shortcuts, results also get shortcuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;X!ang meng mentioned " can sealed de gate ?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My answer is 'yeah'. Though past is present's history, and history affects de present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow,a complete analyse of something isn't de best bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leave it de way it is, leave it de way it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shall open my sight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take CareZx, till i blog agin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It'll be a better tml =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114234876599164718?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114234876599164718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114234876599164718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114234876599164718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114234876599164718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/everything-simply-crashes-at-de-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114209173737394344</id><published>2006-03-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:44:20.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm losing track of time !.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;SOmehow it's quite hectic liao ? Or maybe i'm still juz tired. Suppose to blog earlier but then have some problems. still not really v. used to blogging still. Quite tired to do much. Initially, let's juz say, i have some time, maybe like 1 hr liddat. 1hr will be split into at least 1/2 hour doing something else other than on de com, coz this com takes 5 mins to wait for everything to load, well 5 mins can up like 1 % of maple ? That's why i haven't been mapling.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Dota also no time coz everyone dun seem to be free. This 5 days of orientation was fun !! Or rather every orientation would be v. fun bah.( I still prefer to revert back to de old system i guess. Keep on de update of stuff )&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to lan lab for nothing ? After IT fair, 6+ go lan lab, to find jonathan they all zhao liao. Lucky nv take cab. My phone so happen no bat, so cannot call to confirm. Wah seh, why liddat ? What is it out to get me de lahs ? Feel like so pathetic liddat. But now feeling better, everytime will b. a better tml bah. JuZ felt like normal.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;DE always tell pp dun sad one is down. LoLz.&lt;br /&gt;Sian lahs.. sometimes, dunno why, it's juz stress bah. It's in born in us perharps. STARS..&lt;br /&gt;Staris ---&gt; next name for maple i guess.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;i got to find back t'ears first, before i can settle back everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE&lt;br /&gt;BLUE BERRY PIE..&lt;br /&gt;V-I-C-T-O-R-Y&lt;br /&gt;VICTORY VICTORY IS OUR CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATHENS GO FLY KITE MH AI OH&lt;br /&gt;DEPHI GO FIGHT WAR MH AI OH&lt;br /&gt;CORIN GO BAKE CAKE MH AI OH&lt;br /&gt;SPARTA COOL MAN&lt;br /&gt;THEBES ROCKS MAN&lt;br /&gt;COOL MAN&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS MAN&lt;br /&gt;WADEVER !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots, can't get enough. LoLz.. De orientation spirit still in me.&lt;br /&gt;Juz wonder..&lt;br /&gt;when can i rest peacefully again ? my best holidays, Sec 4 break..&lt;br /&gt;Tat's all.. now is 11.44 some ppl say so early, some say late. well all i know is.&lt;br /&gt;IT"S TIME FOR ME TO SLEEP (coz i'm tired YaWnZx* )&lt;br /&gt;NiteZx ALL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114209173737394344?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114209173737394344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114209173737394344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114209173737394344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114209173737394344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-losing-track-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114182561539693583</id><published>2006-03-08T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:46:55.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HECTIC !.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;It's wednesday !! Like so fast, time passess before we know it. I already endured 3 days of de orientation camp of SR JC. Well, all orientation camps are different, it seems like 4 yrs ago. So like, yet so different.&lt;br /&gt;Starting, it invokes memory into me. I hate it so much sometimes to tink of it. BeCoZ i thot of everything to do with new town. A memory is a  swt or bitter one. Guess i did have many bitter ones. Begin to realise into my mind what's up inside. Too many thots whirl ing around. M i to walk a path that was like de past ?.. As i sought to find answers, bits and pieces of my memory re freshes and re awakes. I begin to wonder all de years, is this fate ?&lt;br /&gt;Beat and tired i m, yet not really v. active. Maybe missed my lifestyle that i was having long time ago. Too tired to play maple, wished to chat more. Chat wif pp in msn, buddies.. maple will do for a good medium as i did on mon. However, will chatting do ? juZ catching up with people...&lt;br /&gt;Wondered if witheredgateway shd be re named or not. Starting afresh....&lt;br /&gt;If life was that simple...&lt;br /&gt;haiX, time to go sleep and direct my thots somewhere.. hahaz, maybe shd juz leave everything to fade away and start a new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if everything of mine is dead, the only thing alive is my memories.&lt;br /&gt;-It's Juz  my Imagination again -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114182561539693583?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114182561539693583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114182561539693583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114182561539693583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114182561539693583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114157051181270311</id><published>2006-03-05T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:55:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening...</title><content type='html'>It's juz been 3 short days or long ? hahaz.. since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Friday was hectic. Juz as i thot it won't be. I had a BBQ wif de old gang, jimmy,clement, stelle and zaewe. Wei Xin wasn't free and SSM had a wedding dinner to attend to.So happens to be de day for posting results. Stella sms me in de morning to get me up to see where i went. Serangoon Jc. Ek leong and Jimmy were de first few with " WHERE U GO ???" -__- hahaz.. early birds they are.&lt;br /&gt;Changing my nick to display my resutls, i see i'm not de only ones either. They were filled wif "yes" Or " APPEAL ". LOlz, it was 11+ when i woke up. I guess i didn't slept too well at night, i can't seem to sleep that soundly. Perharps it's my instinct that i'm worried. Somehow, heart always shows it all. Zaewe got into JJC, but wanted to appeal into SAJC. Poor him, no one wanna go with him. He manage to get me then =P, smart guy, came up with a shedule to fit me who wanted to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Soon we were on our way to SAJC, at potong pasa. How ?! We juz anyhow walk and realise we walk one big round. Anyways, we manage to get into de school. How easy to inflitrate into de school. We both were wearing neither anything to do with school , except i was wearing school pants only. Walked through de big compound and finally reached de JC through de bridge. Zaewe then called his senior, who was his key to appeal. I meet Hui Pin by de Entrance. Went all de way to general office to grab a appeal form in pink. I looked more like his man servent hahaz, he needed a pen and so happen i had. Anyways, he manage to get it done after much consideration. We saw Qi Hui and company and left and saw hong heng on de way out.&lt;br /&gt;JUz as we though we had nothing to do with SAJC for de day, Zaewe got called by de JC admin. He went back juz to collect a slip of paper entitttling no. '0156'.&lt;br /&gt;Out into de burning sun to get back to Potong Pasa Mrt, and down de escalator, we saw someone familiar. MENG ! SSM, MIngde and Chin Kiong. They were appealing into NY JC. SInce it was 1+, i thought it'll still be early, well so we accompany them. NY JC was nice. Dunno how to say ? Hahaz, but it was you shou you xiao with de company. Be it either one of us being lame all de way =P. Siang Meng wasn't successful in LEP and he got me to ask for appeal for that. UnFortunately, i delivered him de horrible news that left him scolding all de whole day. LEP Is like winning toto. Either u win or u don't. He went " SINGAPORE COMPUTER GOT FREAKING VIRUS LAH " lolz... i was asking him to chill chill chill all de way.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was 4+ liao when we left, coz we pit stopped to patronise their canteen. Too late to return to school, so went home to put stuff and chiong to Zaewe house and to Jimmy's house. Jimmy specifically say "Dun come so late like 6 +" I guess we already did broke his saying cause we reached Jurong Point at 6.15 ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry lahs ! We didn't meant to be late, we juz ermz, lost track of time. Off to BBQ, our neighbours saw our charcoal and offered their help, coz they're Xperts in bbq i guess ! Coz our brand of charcoal sux, (can see that later ) and they were cooking CRABS. NOt crap but real  alive and moving crabs. We ate, chat and Swam (only me and ZaeX) coz de rest can't.&lt;br /&gt;That was for fri. Exhausted as i was, i could only fell asleep at 2. Weird. Sat was juz liddat. Passed de day juz like an ordinary grandma birthday.Except, grandma isn't like last time. it's been 1 year since de last one. Last year was juz like a flash. It's passed so fast. Cousin kelvin's in army ler.&lt;br /&gt;Today ? Juz went to take a look at Serangoon Jc, then go play lan. My mind's in a whirl. tomorrow marks de start of .. something ? Dunno how to write down de un speakable feeling. Meanwhile, mum's complaining why aren't u sleeping yet ?! -__- SianZ it's 10.45 only ? Dun even know if i can sleep or not. Weird me. O lvls i still can sleep well, now having this kind of problem abit funny eh ? &lt;br /&gt;Anyways Gd NIteZx.. !! All De Best for all that's appealing =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Per-ble won't be fine. It's someone's colour to match, not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, de Eye do not see it all. Close them and use de heart instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- C H 3 .M 1 5 .T R Y -   -  E-_ @ T 3 -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114157051181270311?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114157051181270311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114157051181270311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114157051181270311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114157051181270311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/opening.html' title='Opening...'/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114130289417638559</id><published>2006-03-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:34:54.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Beginning</title><content type='html'>Everything tat had once happened now belongs to de past. What they are, are juz mere pages of my memories, and known as "history".&lt;br /&gt;Something twinkles faintly in my memory, reminding me of what lessons i've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;i'm back into blogging ?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, some of the moments that are worth written down, have to be while, how they are read are in a different case. Pp look things at different perception. It's how u accept in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Down with flu. Nothing much to write about yet. No mood. Dad's chasing me to use com. zZz&lt;br /&gt;TAKe CARe PPL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114130289417638559?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114130289417638559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114130289417638559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114130289417638559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114130289417638559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-beginning.html' title='A new Beginning'/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</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-23279994.post-114129736735631340</id><published>2006-03-02T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T19:02:47.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing.. Testing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23279994-114129736735631340?l=witheredgateway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/feeds/114129736735631340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23279994&amp;postID=114129736735631340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114129736735631340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23279994/posts/default/114129736735631340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witheredgateway.blogspot.com/2006/03/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Kai Xiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17799502863137355172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
