<?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-13718446</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:53:38.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's the only one in his world.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718446.post-5446094859255194771</id><published>2009-11-29T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:30:38.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever know what it feels like to see your loved ones feel so fucked up yet you are unable to do anything about it? Well, i do. I'm practically useless. I cannot do anything at all to improve the situation. All i can do is sit by the side and watch. Well, fuck that. I have gotta endure this. =/ Worst few days of my life. I'm down with a bad sore throat and it isn't exactly the most comfortable sensation. I have a tired aching body, i'm growing fat again -.-. Wth, down period much. Hopefully things get better soon. Especially for my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-5446094859255194771?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/5446094859255194771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=5446094859255194771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/5446094859255194771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/5446094859255194771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2009/11/ever-know-what-it-feels-like-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-3229280144944197593</id><published>2009-10-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:16:27.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess its time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally, i doubt anyone comes here anymore.. i can blog i guess. So much has happened. Life can really screw you over when you try to screw it. I lost something dear to me. Not facing the loss very well. I don't know what to do anymore. People tell me the priorty is to study. Heck, i know that. Haven't I been trying harder? I really am. I bet everyone's experienced this feeling before, being afraid. Fear of losing something forever, but do we still say that when something new comes along to replace it? I haven't the determination to drop everything, but neither am i gathering the courage to carry on. I'm standing in the middle, not knowing what to do. But actually, i do know what i want to do, just don't have the courage. How can everyone be so brave? While i'm sitting alone here crying? I've always hated feeling so weak, but i am remaining weak. Can i grow stronger? What if I have a change of heart? I keep asking myself, I really cannot afford that. I'm tired, but i lack the support i need. I'm troubled, but i don't know who to confide in. The distance between us grows. I'm tired of a lot of stuff. Like how i'm always the number one target. I don't know who's right and who's wrong. I always thought i was one of better judgement, how wrong i was. I now see things clearer, how everything is not how it seems. I don't know what i want in this life anymore. I don't know how to live it, neither do i know what my future holds. I can't say i'm going to end it, so i just gotta walk on, even if i don't know what awaits me. And if the someone i hold dear as mentioned above, and if you ever read this, i'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-3229280144944197593?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/3229280144944197593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=3229280144944197593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/3229280144944197593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/3229280144944197593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-its-time.html' title='I guess its time...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-83500257358929384</id><published>2008-06-02T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T19:43:16.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I swear i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I just sit in my chair. Feeling so empty without you. As i read your blog, i felt the guilt in lying to you. I really thought you would be happier. You made it seem you were unhappy with feelings for me. So i had to lie, so you would be happy. I never knew it would turn out this way. Please forgive me. I can't forget you. Really i can't.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. Too complicated. Can't i just love her in peace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-83500257358929384?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/83500257358929384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=83500257358929384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/83500257358929384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/83500257358929384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-swear-i-love-you.html' title='I swear i love you.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-8725357989384237067</id><published>2008-02-09T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T05:02:36.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheer disappointment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The turtle speaks again! o.o Sometimes, i honestly disappoint myself. In every area possible. I looked in the mirror and reflected upon myself. I have done things to disappoint my friends, my family and myself. I myself, cannot believe i have done such stupid things. Perhaps i expect too much out of others and myself. I really want to just break down, break away from these horrid feelings. Perhaps this is growing up. Or maybe not. I just feel a whole mixture of horrible feelings. I'm too lazy to further elaborate. Die, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o emo turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-8725357989384237067?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/8725357989384237067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=8725357989384237067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/8725357989384237067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/8725357989384237067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2008/02/sheer-disappointment.html' title='sheer disappointment.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-2767936628380299079</id><published>2008-01-26T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T06:57:59.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't been blogging of late. But i have been rather interested in poetry. So here goes a simple one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dying heart struggles to live,&lt;br /&gt;to tell the tale of my love so true.&lt;br /&gt;To love is to give and receive,&lt;br /&gt;but all i got was my heart cut into two.&lt;br /&gt;Alone in my room i fall to my knees,&lt;br /&gt;to silently retell my story of a foolish love.&lt;br /&gt;Until the day my heart is set free,&lt;br /&gt;i am nothing but a trapped, loveless, dove.&lt;br /&gt;The tears don't stop flowing,&lt;br /&gt;they just trickle down my face.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in a corner with thoughts lingering,&lt;br /&gt;gazing deeply into the dark blank space.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of my reunion with you.&lt;br /&gt;but it is but a distant dream.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, these thoughts dwindle to a few,&lt;br /&gt;For they are more impossible then they seem.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have a pure, unbroken heart,&lt;br /&gt;but it has already been shattered.&lt;br /&gt;A form of the finest abstract art,&lt;br /&gt;a heart that is torn and tattered.&lt;br /&gt;Was it my fault for loving too deeply?&lt;br /&gt;For believing too much in you?&lt;br /&gt;I chose to believe your words so empty,&lt;br /&gt;Now i suffer the consequences due...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-2767936628380299079?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/2767936628380299079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=2767936628380299079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/2767936628380299079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/2767936628380299079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2008/01/simple-poem.html' title='A simple poem'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-290392053829362749</id><published>2007-12-10T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T07:29:38.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple post to entertain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright. Countless have already proclaimed my blog dead. With the extravagance of Chaos, he even sent flowers. I sincerely thank him. Sometimes, i think being a samurai or slayer would be really cool. Lack of emotions. Killing without mercy. Living by a code of honor. Satsugaisha.That's the Japanese term for Slayer. Its a joint term owned by me and my cousin. Enough of that. I have no idea what's going on in my life anymore. Contradictions. A simple word to sum it all up. Go figure. I don't know anything anymore.. Anyway, i think i have made a breakthrough with my cousin. He has a heart afterall. Random stuff i am blogging about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SatsugaishaRon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-290392053829362749?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/290392053829362749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=290392053829362749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/290392053829362749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/290392053829362749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/12/simple-post-to-entertain.html' title='A simple post to entertain.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-5603179269957722056</id><published>2007-11-12T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:59:23.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The hypocrisy of this world is simply astounding. Worlds are promised but what is the point if you just don't mean it..? I may have been a hypocrite, i do not know but i am trying to change. Honestly, i see many hypocrites in my life. They only bring me harm. I really don't know what this world is coming to. Sudden idea to blog. So i won't continue, so FFS, people, mean what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-5603179269957722056?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/5603179269957722056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=5603179269957722056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/5603179269957722056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/5603179269957722056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/11/hypocrisy.html' title='Hypocrisy.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-8510615105328758957</id><published>2007-09-19T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T06:49:18.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So very terrified.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In just one day, in just 24 hours. So much can happen. I'm suddenly gripped by this fear of losing her again. I really cannot lose her again. I regret so much for the choices i have made. I know i will not be able to make it up to her but i will try my very best. I will tell her everything she wants to know.. But i'm afraid its too late. I really am afraid of losing her. Or maybe she'll be happier that way..? I dunno. Thinking back, i once again regret what i have done. I'll change for the better. I was being too selfish. All i could think about was myself. I have gotta change. I just hope the worse won't come true. I gotta go make it up to her.. but how..? Hopefully she doesn't leave me.. I dunno. Terrified now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very terrified of losing her.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-8510615105328758957?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/8510615105328758957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=8510615105328758957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/8510615105328758957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/8510615105328758957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-very-terrified.html' title='So very terrified.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-1170715464040052391</id><published>2007-09-19T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T03:59:23.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mixture of feelings perhaps?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am finally blogging. No personal request to blog. So i'm just doing it to like vent bottled up emotions. Perhaps, i was expecting a little too much..? I'm not all that worthy to even expect something from someone else. Every single time i do, i will just get disappointed. So it can be said that i've been disappointed many times already. Cos i cannot remember a single time when i expected something to happen on its own accord, it happened. So like i said, disappointed many times already. Maybe i should learn not to care too much. But i can't help it. I just will. Think i'm gonna sms Apple later to talk about it..? I dunno. Maybe get her opinion and see what i can do about it. I really hope that one day i can blog and actually be happy while blogging. Its always so low in my blog. Doesn't really suit that cute turtle up there. Yeahs. The purpose of this post is to just express my thoughts and opinions. Still have lots of things left unsaid. Hmm. I will post again after the exams. I know its a long way. But i'm lazy. So i don't care. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, i expected a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-1170715464040052391?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/1170715464040052391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=1170715464040052391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/1170715464040052391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/1170715464040052391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/09/mixture-of-feelings-perhaps.html' title='A mixture of feelings perhaps?'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-3214881755955521966</id><published>2007-08-20T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T04:57:18.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As Sharon said, love makes wonders happen. Yes. I agree. Just the day before I was low to the point of depression. I was desperate to know if she was happy yet there was no way i could communicate with her. Oh well. Yet today i saw her smiling and laughing. Basically, she was happy. I cannot put the relief i felt into a few simple words. Therefore i won't. Haha. Guess i am in a joking mood too. Really, like my PM, i would give up all i have to put her sweet smile on her face. Yep. So today can say i was pretty happy. I pretty much guess this is all i have to say. I still gotta do lots of self practice. Sian. Peace out all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy as long as she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-3214881755955521966?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/3214881755955521966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=3214881755955521966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/3214881755955521966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/3214881755955521966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/08/mood-swing.html' title='Mood swing?'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-7950542336722310101</id><published>2007-08-18T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:52:13.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how drastically emo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today as i watched her tears roll down her face, i could do no more than to wipe  it off for i did not want her salty tears to tarnish the immense beauty of her  face. As i stood by her silently, my heart was being ripped into pieces. I could  not bear to see the one i loved so dearly cry as though there were no tomorrow.  Imagine how you would feel if you watched a loved one cry before you and nothing  you did could put even the slightest smile upon their faces. A mixture of guilt  and sadness filled me. Guilty.. I was like a mere butterfly, gently resting upon  her shoulders, watching as she cried those tears of sorrow yet all i could do  was flutter my wings. Sadness.. It was as if our hearts were intertwined, for  whatever she felt at that moment was also felt by me. This is how i honestly felt for the time we were together that day. I know its kinda too descriptive but no words can really express how i felt? Those who are close to me would know how i hold Yanjun so dearly in my heart. Ah well, i just wish for her to be happy. =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how drastically emo. -.-&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-7950542336722310101?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/7950542336722310101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=7950542336722310101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/7950542336722310101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/7950542336722310101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-drastically-emo.html' title='how drastically emo?'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-330658111911492317</id><published>2007-08-17T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T08:29:52.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweet sweet taste of an apple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must say today is indeed a contrasting day for me. Let's talk about de happy part for the sad part is in another post. Suddenly, i found my best friend. Some of you probably think its a guy. No. Its an apple! Kidding. Its my apple, Yuenlam. Haha. By a stroke of luck, we found that we really clicked. Then wow. all i can say is, a turtle can ask for no more than a sweet apple for a best friend. I hope this apple-turtleship can last for as long as eternity. For i wouldn't want to lose such a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S This is dedicated to my apple only. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aaron a.k.a turtle. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-330658111911492317?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/330658111911492317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=330658111911492317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/330658111911492317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/330658111911492317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/08/sweet-sweet-taste-of-apple.html' title='The sweet sweet taste of an apple.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-7018062876671065647</id><published>2007-08-14T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:23:58.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm. The many choices of Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haven't blog in a few weeks i guess? Yeahs. Common Test period. Don't have the time nor the events to blog about. I mean, what's so interesting about common test period? Lol. Only 2 papers have passed. I think there are still about 6 left? Its just a waste of time in my opinion. Ah well. Who cares about school anyway. &gt;_&gt; I'm probably here to talk about my love life and drone on and on about how emo i am. Sorry guys who have to put up with it =P. Actually, i can say i'm pretty happy with my love life right now. Except maybe it gets me kinda sad when i think too much. Well, it seems at times she doesn't care about me. Well, it happens. I dunno if its me thinking too much or its her who doesn't want to care. Anyway, recently certain things have happened. And mainly i am happy for my little sister. I cannot mention names so sorry people. Maybe i should learn to be thankful. I am thankful to whoever's up there for my friends, my family and most importantly, her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random post due to extreme boredness after mugging.&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: no kangaroos were harmed in the making of this post.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-7018062876671065647?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/7018062876671065647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=7018062876671065647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/7018062876671065647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/7018062876671065647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmm-many-choices-of-life.html' title='Hmm. The many choices of Life.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-567502845391799919</id><published>2007-07-31T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T05:42:08.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again, nostalgia returns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As i blog, i do realize that i have a lot of work to do. But my usual procrastinating self just won't start it. I have slightly begun on my research. That's just one of my faults. I have many others. Maybe this post will serve the purpose of allowing me to do some soul searching. I have the potential to do it. But why don't i? A question of which I hope i can get the answer soon. If not.. let's not think about consequences shall we? =) But i really am trying to buck up. Today, i realized the harsh truth of life. No matter what you can do well, someone will always be able to do it better. Really, a fool i was in the past. I'll sleep on that tonight. I know I'll never be good at anything. As i watched her smile today, contradicting feelings overwhelmed me. Naturally, i was happy cos she was also happy. The next feeling was likely to be guilt. In a sense, i was not the one who made her happy because i am unable to do so. I mean, I'm sure I'll never get the chance to make her happy. The last feeling was lousy. I mean, a boy who can't even make the girl he loves so much happy..? Once again, one of my many faults. Maybe i should pay less attention to friends. I dunno. Right now, i should be doing maths self practice. But i just can't get myself to. I really hate myself for who i am. I'm just the useless one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utterly worthless. gotta do some soul searching.&lt;br /&gt;-don't even dare to put name =P-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-567502845391799919?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/567502845391799919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=567502845391799919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/567502845391799919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/567502845391799919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/07/once-again-nostalgia-returns.html' title='Once again, nostalgia returns.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-985136605853894064</id><published>2007-07-01T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:15:11.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GGB FTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mIOqMugEG4A/Roeub0FkUmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1aL1bKFEHm0/s1600-h/Really+sweet.+I+love+her+lots..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mIOqMugEG4A/Roeub0FkUmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1aL1bKFEHm0/s320/Really+sweet.+I+love+her+lots..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082222497372590690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow. Today is the competition day. NEA Environmental Song and Dance competition. I guess we can say we were more or less ready. Went to school at 9. Practiced and got ready for the competition. Meaning tying of hair. Preparation of props. Stuff like that. Then got onto the bus. Well, on the way there, something really embarrassing and really sweet happened. Which is that -&gt;. I can't believe i fell asleep and let people take pictures of me and her sleeping. RAHH! LOL. Ah well. Reached Somerset Scape Park. Practiced here and there. Watched other schools. ESP Chong Boon. Woot! They were really great. So were we! The Great Green Banglas. We made friends man. Chong Boon guys were really friendly. So we won a merit prize whereas Chong Boon got second. Well, they deserve it. =). So we went back on the bus. ALL SO HIGH. KEEP CHEERING AND STUFF! And we say must do something on Tuesday or else have to treat Swensons. Ah well. Then go CWP and take neoprints with all sorts of funny poses. Ah well. All in all, a great day. Spent time with friends and her. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT GREEN BANGLAS! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-985136605853894064?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/985136605853894064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=985136605853894064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/985136605853894064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/985136605853894064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/07/ggb-ftw.html' title='GGB FTW'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mIOqMugEG4A/Roeub0FkUmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1aL1bKFEHm0/s72-c/Really+sweet.+I+love+her+lots..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13718446.post-7638498293175043457</id><published>2007-06-26T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T08:55:44.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This feeling sucks. She treats me so good one moment, next moment so cold. Its really tiring. She doesn't really seem to care during school. I have sorted out my thinking. She probably wants to be with her friends. Can't blame her. But i just wish i could hold at least some importance in her heart or something. Ya know? Someone special to her. I'm sure all her friends are more important than me. I'm just nobody. =/. Who am i to say anything? tsk tsk. But i dunno la. This feeling really sucks to the core. If only she loved me more? No. I cannot be too selfish. I am being self centered. I'll just let her do what she wants to. So long she's happy? I'll try my best to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of it all. but i still do love her with all my heart. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-7638498293175043457?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/7638498293175043457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=7638498293175043457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/7638498293175043457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/7638498293175043457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/really-tired.html' title='Really tired.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-4915332948999824311</id><published>2007-06-21T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T07:47:50.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering. Fun Fun Fun Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was a great day! First off, went for Chinese Dance. Learnt abit of 2009 SYF. Then went on the The Puppet Dance. Kinda cute dance. Then went to class gathering. We headed down to Vista Park, the Rabbit Hole. I swear it was super fun. The Four Heavenly Kings were reunited. Kelvin, Shaoyang, me and Jason. We were all so hyper. Running around like kids. Prank calling others. I haven't had so much fun in a long time. Brothers for life man. Really love being with them. Its just fun and fun. Although i do regret not talking a lot to others. Especially Jiamin. My favourite jiejie wor. &lt;3. Yeahs.. pretty short. really tired le. no energy to blog. tml ba. see ya folks ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR KINGS FOUREVER ^^&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-4915332948999824311?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/4915332948999824311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=4915332948999824311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/4915332948999824311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/4915332948999824311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/gathering-fun-fun-fun-fun.html' title='Gathering. Fun Fun Fun Fun.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-4183490421448384883</id><published>2007-06-19T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T06:55:07.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really really down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life's been going downhill. I dunno if its cos its de last week of holidays but something is definitely getting me down. Really down. Maybe its all the MCR i've been listening to. I dunno. But this whole day i felt so lost, so clueless as to what i should be doing. So i just laid in bed feeling extremely down. Why? I feel so terrible. Its really tearing me apart. Why do i have to go through this? Anyway, Boonsiong called me just now. Majority of the things we talked about is... crap. &gt;_&gt;. But we did say some meaningful stuff afterall. Can't wait for dance this Thursday. I hope we continue learning our 2009 SYF. Anyway, i digressed. Back to why i was sad. Actually, i have no idea &gt;_&gt;. Hope i can cheer up soon. Hais. First time in my life i feel so down. Actually i know why. Just don't wanna say. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings overwhelm me.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-4183490421448384883?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/4183490421448384883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=4183490421448384883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/4183490421448384883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/4183490421448384883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/really-really-down.html' title='Really really down.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-83849452366981776</id><published>2007-06-18T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T06:40:12.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She finally replied. I know i just posted awhile ago. But for her, its all worth it. I was being to sensitive after all. She's just having some matters to deal with. Yeah. Really relieved after she smsed me. Just a few words from her can really do wonders for me. I still wish i had de right to care for her. I mean like.. I dunno.. Cannot be discouraged. You can do it ^^. I mean i can do it. Mixed feelings. How i miss her. I wish i could hear her voice right now =/. Super short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-83849452366981776?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/83849452366981776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=83849452366981776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/83849452366981776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/83849452366981776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/relief.html' title='Relief.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-9102406801369078937</id><published>2007-06-18T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T04:19:42.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno what she's thinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I swear. I don't know what she's thinking la. She sms me de time sounds so sian and tired. I don't know if she's alright or not. It got me worried la. Maybe i am thinking too much. But its natural that it happens. Then this morning i smsed her a good morning. But she no reply till now. I really worried about her. I feel so.. useless la. But who am i? I have no right to interfere. I really have no right at all. I sound so troublesome. I mean, one moment i think i do not care enough. The next i start thinking i can't care at all. What's my problem? I don't know.. But i must admit. I am really happy that she still loves me. I thank heavens for blessing me with such a good girl. Please don't let me lose her. I don't know what i'll do without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for all eternity &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-9102406801369078937?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/9102406801369078937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=9102406801369078937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/9102406801369078937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/9102406801369078937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-dunno-what-shes-thinking.html' title='I dunno what she&apos;s thinking.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-8879755516422061047</id><published>2007-06-15T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T00:37:20.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holidays are going to be over soon. So boring. Planning for one last outing with the four heavenly kings. I miss them so. Monday, i went with Kelvin and Jason to Marina for steamboat. They are de closest things to my heart. Other than her of course. When i'm with them, its just fun for me. Hmm. That day we went to Marina for steamboat, we also went bowling. But before that, we sat around and played PS2 and such. I really feel that Kelvin's home is like my third home. With huiguan being second. I always feel at home there. And with regards to my post title, i am really tired of everything. I can't tell what she's thinking. One moment i seem to have hope, next moment she dashes it all. Tired of it already. I dunno. So tired of it all. But i won't give up. I won't. Well, this post is rather short. Too lazy to post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Four Heavenly Kings! and her. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-8879755516422061047?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/8879755516422061047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=8879755516422061047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/8879755516422061047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/8879755516422061047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-417940046653538303</id><published>2007-06-10T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T08:46:24.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So very tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm. Writing this post as i can't get to sleep. I have a lot of thoughts in my mind. Maybe i should try meditation, an idea i got from Kaiyuan's blog. Maybe that will get me some breakthrough in the scientific realms on the unknown? Of course not. Maybe that will set my life straight. In a path that will perhaps either improve or make my life worse than how bad it is now. I'd pick the former naturally. Obviously, one of my major thoughts is of her. I think i see hints but I am not sure of myself. I know i'm not a good guy. So why should there be hints? (This may sound a little confusing). Before i came to blog, i stared into the deep cyberspace of my phone... (meaning the screen). I was wondering whether or not to SMS her. I decided not to in the end. I assume i would be disheartened by what she would have said. Disheartened, yes. But not beaten. I am not gonna give up. I know this sounds random. But in my sleepy state of mind, this is all i can think of. Well, i mean, who doesn't know she's the only person filling my mind =X. Naw, there are other people too. OMG. This is crap &gt;_&gt;. Still on the topic of her, i still am gonna wait. Cos i know its all worthwhile. YAY ME! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love her deeply. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-417940046653538303?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/417940046653538303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=417940046653538303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/417940046653538303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/417940046653538303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-very-tired.html' title='So very tired.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-1594469242726683837</id><published>2007-06-07T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:56:49.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My title says it all. Nostalgia. How i miss coming back here to blog. That longing feeling of blogging. Haha. Enough introduction. I just came back from our Chinese Dance chalet. Before that was dance camp. Let me start with dance camp.Well, dance camp has taught me many things. One of the most important, responsibility. The responsibility of buying food for our fellow dancers fell on me and Shawn. We make a mistake, we starve. Simple as that. Respect was another thing i learnt. Show respect for your seniors for they will be the ones teaching you what you need to learn. This pretty much summarizes it. Other than that, i do believe i had a great time there. I did a lot of dancing. I must have lost some weight. Oh well. Now for the chalet. I can describe it less serious now. Well, i had a great time. That's just general. I found out Para-para can be really fun. And i spent a great deal of time swimming. And on the first night, we had a water-bombing session. That was indeed memorable. After the chalet, i seemed to have developed an even closer bond with both my jiejies, Liting and Jiamin. I can't explain it but now they dote on me a lot and i love them a lot! It's an extraordinary sensation. Hmm. After the chalet, i realized many people do care for me. Jiamin and Liting, naturally. And many others. Like my darling daughter, Gladys. Yeahs. Cheers to all those who care for me! =). I haven't given up on her yet. I know i still love her deeply. But she has been giving me false hope. That's what my friends call it. Its like tearing me apart. I've been told to forget her. But i won't. Hell, i love her too much. I guess i'll let nature take its course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, cheers to Jiamin and Liting &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and her &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-1594469242726683837?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/1594469242726683837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=1594469242726683837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/1594469242726683837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/1594469242726683837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/06/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-2183049704036136213</id><published>2007-05-02T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:22:26.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mind's in a whirl now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know what to do anymore. I'm just so tired of everything. I'm now putting my time and effort to be the best kor to her that i can be. Life is just sian. Today i went to the library. AND STUDIED O_O. Miracle in the making. =D. Heard she made it to the finals for her dance. Very happy for her. But she is rather sick recently. Down with a fever. I can't do anything but to worry. I'm not a doctor or anything who can help. I can only show concern for her =/. I seem to have lost my confidence in most things already. Don't know why. For example, i used to be able to play basketball without a doubt. Now, i'm even scared of the ball. This is a crappy example but.. I guess it pretty much explains why i think i'm losing my confidence. I wish one day she would reciprocate my deep love for her. I mean, i'm very sincere about it. I would do anything. I decided to try to get rid of my bad habits. No vulgars, no violence. stuff like that. Maybe. I don't know anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will love you for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-2183049704036136213?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/2183049704036136213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=2183049704036136213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/2183049704036136213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/2183049704036136213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/05/minds-in-whirl-now.html' title='mind&apos;s in a whirl now.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-3033523280705646875</id><published>2007-04-27T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T07:08:56.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is indeed boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is just another boring day. Nothing much really happened. However, she did get a SIlver in her Modern Dance. She seems really happy about it. So, she's happy, i'm happy. Her happiness matters a lot to me. So its good to see her happy. Tomorrow is the 20th Anniversary. To all performers, GOOD LUCK! I made some new friends through the practices. Its a nice feeling. Now i also know we can make friends through dance. Anyway, not much to update. Only did it cos she asked me to. And. I just want to re-emphasize that i really do miss her. =/. I still love her a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you eternally.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-3033523280705646875?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/3033523280705646875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=3033523280705646875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/3033523280705646875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/3033523280705646875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-is-indeed-boring.html' title='life is indeed boring'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-117681452303134762</id><published>2007-04-17T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T05:55:23.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too bad a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm. Today, the big day of de SYF. I didn't really feel nervous initially. Yeahs.. =/ Then we had to put on make up. I looked freaking emo and everyone said i look like L from Death Note. Lmao. Well, that's that. During the performances, there were screw ups. =/. I am rather disappointed about it la. I don't feel de confidence leh.. Even though we were praised a lot but i didn't think i truly brought out de feeling of the dance. Even Mr.Chong and Lady Boss praised us.I've never seen her that excited befire. I like that but still. =/. I've set my thinking straight. I will still love her. But i will only protect her as a korkor status. That should be the most sensible solution. Yeahs. So anyone who bully her, WATCH OUT! Haha. And i hope that she will always be happy ^^. Yeahs. It feels much better to have straightened out my thinking. And i hope that Gabriel dude will take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eternal love for her.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-117681452303134762?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/117681452303134762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=117681452303134762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117681452303134762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117681452303134762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/04/not-too-bad-day.html' title='Not too bad a day.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-117661764164630314</id><published>2007-04-14T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:14:01.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life's just not right sometimes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;咻咻咻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;摄氏三十五度我不再回顾&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;想你在他的怀里应该幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;我该祝福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;冷得我想哭不能哭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;傻到什麽程度我心里有数&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;最后一口啤酒无所谓酸或苦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;能笑着送你走就满足很满足&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;看着天上乌云满满排山倒海&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;这夏季第一场雨迎面而来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;当结局不能改我又何必躲开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;没什麽值得大惊小怪就淋个痛快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;听风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;咻咻咻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;嘲笑我的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;就像感情的备胎只在旁边喝采&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;你别问why why why我一直都在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;你有很好的未来再痛我也说all right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;当风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;咻咻咻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;送走我的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;街边路灯一整排低着头为谁(无奈)默哀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;是天在cry cry cry我的笑还在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;有天他不能依赖你怀念我外套口袋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;告诉我我随时stand by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've been listening to this song of late. the lyrics kinda mean a lot to me. yeahs. if you can't get hold of the song, come look for me on MSN. i will send it to you if you want it... i will prove to her i can wait. really. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love her deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-117661764164630314?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/117661764164630314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=117661764164630314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117661764164630314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117661764164630314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/04/lifes-just-not-right-sometimes.html' title='life&apos;s just not right sometimes.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-117621594955790085</id><published>2007-04-10T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T07:39:09.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed and confused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really don't know what to do anymore. Its obvious by now it is unwise to wait, but my heart tells me otherwise. Somehow, keeping the strong love i have for her makes everything worthwhile. I really miss her. Today i saw her smile so happily, i smiled in spite of myself. When i see her i keep thinking to myself, i have to prove my worth to her and my love for her. Maybe one day my wish will come true. I can just hope. Maybe by then i can be the natural she wishes for. Till then, i shall remain devoted. Yeah. SYF is nearing.. So is her SYF. I can only wish her all the best. And i will do so everyday till the day itself. I think that would be meaningful? Better than only wishing her once. So ALL THE BEST ^^. May you get Gold with Honours. And also, my own Chinese Dancers, we can do it. We've been through a lot of practices, i'm sure all of us can do it! Let's all strive for the easy to say Gold with Honours. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting devotedly.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-117621594955790085?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/117621594955790085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=117621594955790085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117621594955790085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117621594955790085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/04/stressed-and-confused.html' title='Stressed and confused.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-117560542889389615</id><published>2007-04-03T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T06:03:48.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks to all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As i am sure many of you know by now. I have broken up with her. She was the most precious thing in my life. But she took herself away from me. I really did love her with all my heart. I really wish she was by my side once more. But I decided, i'll let her be. Maybe she will be happier. As they say, true love is when you're happy when you're special someone is also happy, even if you're not together. I will just love her silently, waiting for the right time. Maybe one day, it will really happen. I can only hope. Till then, i can only watch her silently, protecting her in any way i can. I know this may sound a little corny and exaggerated, but this does come from the bottom of my heart. Sincerely. And special thanks to all of those who stood by me, who cheered me up, who made me feel special, in a way. THANKS TO ALL OF YOU. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! I LOVE YOU GUYS A LOT! THANKS AGAIN! &lt;33 I will put all my efforts into becoming a more mature, romantic person for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my everlasting love for her. forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;aaronlovesher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-117560542889389615?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/117560542889389615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=117560542889389615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117560542889389615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117560542889389615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/04/thanks-to-all.html' title='thanks to all.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-117464998638445127</id><published>2007-03-23T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:39:46.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As i can pretty much guess, most of you have been asking me to update. Well, i shall today. I have nothing much to say, honestly. However, i am disappointed at many things. The first, i shall not state. 2nd, I had to cut my hair. How i regret cutting it. But what's done cannot be undone. I have no wish to go on. Today was an okay day, i suppose. First period was Healthy Lifestyle. Still amazes me why they named it Healthy Lifestyle. A nice walk can really do wonders. I was feeling kind of moody today. I have my reasons. Which is also why i am disappointed. I see no reason for me to sacrifice when people don't seem to bother. Science was okay. Extraction of Deoxyribonucleic Acid. (DNA). Ethanol is really fun to play with. But side effects are horrible. Other classes were boring. After school, me and Junfeng had to stay back because we were misbehaving. And we were asked to shake hands!? &gt;_&gt;. We practically squeezed each other's hands.&lt;br /&gt; Actually i have nothing more to say about today. Pretty boring actually. Sometimes, i wonder if i made the right choice. But since i already decided, i'm going to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-117464998638445127?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/117464998638445127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=117464998638445127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117464998638445127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/117464998638445127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-116585300641583410</id><published>2006-12-11T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T08:03:26.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah, Its a small world indeed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was a totally unexpected day. Went for scouts, helped out, stuff like that. Then i went for a wedding dinner and i met Shaoyang. It was so totally awesome. I mean, someone to talk to during the wedding! So i asked, how's he related. Bride's his dad's friend. Whatnot. Who would've thought! A few months back, while i was at Shaoyang house, i met my biao yi! (dad's cousin). And only today i find out the truth. So totally cool huh? yet coincidental. So sian. Nothing to do anyway. Going off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-116585300641583410?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/116585300641583410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=116585300641583410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116585300641583410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116585300641583410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/12/woah-its-small-world-indeed.html' title='Woah, Its a small world indeed.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-116571489375158040</id><published>2006-12-09T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:41:33.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Due to special request, i have finally decided to update once more. I know how rare it is when i update. Like a solar eclipse, you don't see it very often, but when you do, its something special. =D. Anyway, one of these days, i'm gonna get my Halo friends together and we can have a major competition or something like that. I mean, its been so long since we played against each other. I have discovered something that can be really fun. First, you sleep REAL late , wake up REAL early, take a shower, and straightaway go back to sleep. The feeling is great. I tried it twice. It was great. LOL. And what to say..? I dunno. Got nothing to say really. That's why i don't blog. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-116571489375158040?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/116571489375158040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=116571489375158040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116571489375158040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116571489375158040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/12/heys.html' title='heys.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-116237328210419910</id><published>2006-11-01T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T01:28:02.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This post was brought to you by a small little girl &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heyyo what's up everybody? How ya'll doing? Great i hope. Haze is clearing. Good good. Less people complaining that they're dying. A few more days to my pioneering course, the toughest camp anyone can attend. Well, i went to SY's house. We had loads of fun blasting each others heads off in Timesplitters. We set the quota of kills to a 1000. By the 236th kill, headless idiots were doing backflips, we almost puked and got severe headaches. So we just quit and headed to Northpoint for lunch. Then played timezone. Well, had loads of fun. We were laughing like idiots on the floor. SY's floor looks like tons of... erm.. never mind. Yeahs. Then we went home. Really had fun. Oh and by the way, SY's house is awesome. Its damn cool. Recently keep play Ninja Gaiden Black. Its so bloody. its the same as timesplitters. severed heads and all. Demons. whatever. sian la. nothing much to say. except yeah well, pretty much nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are sian.&lt;br /&gt;aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-116237328210419910?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/116237328210419910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=116237328210419910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116237328210419910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116237328210419910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-post-was-brought-to-you-by-small.html' title='This post was brought to you by a small little girl &lt;3'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-116057970434640951</id><published>2006-10-11T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:15:04.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling really terrible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heys. Just had a chat with my elder bro. I mean older. =P. Yeahs. Sorry to my best friend in the whole wide world. How long has it been since we last talked about Spongebob? I swear. I never meant to leave you out like that. Oh god. We haven't reminiscenced about  how hilarious Spongebob or anything else is already. What has become of us? Dude. BFFs. God, how could i forget? Sorry Zeek. Maybe its just me. Maybe we've never even been close. Feel so terrible. Do any of you know how terrible this feels? Ah well. Life's like that.Really dunno anything. This is really how i feel. Don't ridicule please. Don't make comments. I really feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-116057970434640951?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/116057970434640951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=116057970434640951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116057970434640951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116057970434640951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/10/feeling-really-terrible.html' title='Feeling really terrible.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-116031484098779966</id><published>2006-10-08T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T06:40:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Those of you who said my blog was dead or rotting, curse you. My blog was just erm, meditating. You know, everyone's gotta take a break! Right now, the EOYs are almost over. Tomorrow,we have the extremely difficult subject, Science. Thank god i'm a genius. Well, things haven't been going all smooth for me. But i don't wanna care. Cos' i'm a happy-go-lucky guy. Well, Mid-Autumn Festival just went by. Had a great time. Burning rockets, playing fire. Here, i have to apologize to Huilin. Sorry i did not aim any rockets at your window, we were at the basketball court. Well, its just a few more days till the golden days of fun and enjoyment with Slayerdon comes. Its like gonna take so long. Recently, people with good service keeps pissing me off. Its like they won't stop bugging you. "Excuse me? May i help you?" "Sir, do you need help?" To think i was just looking at stuff. What? Do i need your help to look? I sure do! When Don gets here, it'll be Ragnarok,DotA,Ragnarok,DotA,lunch,Ragnarok,Dota,Ragnarok,sleep. Maybe for 5 days or so. Going to Hong Kong. I can't believe it. Its so nice to be going with my bros. But i know i'll miss my parents and the people back in Singapore. Especially her. Even though my parents make me mad and i make them mad a lot,i'm sure i can get them a gift from Hong Kong. My life hasn't been fun really. Wait till Donovan comes. Don't forget Hong Kong. Anyway, not sure when i'll blog again so i just wanna say thanks to those who've been by my side when i needed them and people, the haze is bad. so PLEASE do take care. I don't want to visit you in the hospital. Seriously. Take care folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSI : Pretty Silly Idiot. probably.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron was here. Or was he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-116031484098779966?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/116031484098779966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=116031484098779966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116031484098779966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/116031484098779966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-115530375183678832</id><published>2006-08-11T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:42:31.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hey guys. Sorry haven blogged in what? eons? Alright. Have i bragged about my new phone..? Not yet? Impossible. Yeahs, I got it to replace the stolen one. Recently no mood to blog. Sad things happen ya know. People getting fcuked up with me. But scouts of NDP. Great show that day. We were awesome. If billy tears any certificate,we'll be kicking balls. Well of course, if their Tsunami or Clementitown people, I dun mind. At times like this, i remind myself of Billy's wise words. "HORSEKICK SOMEMORE! EFFING CB!" Hope to see the familiar faces again next year in NDP 2007. Hope Dakota is Contingent Commander again. He's a great guy. really. Alright. What else has been going on in my life..? Wish certain people held me with more regard. Yeahs. Not enough care from people i want it from. I got hooked on MCR recently. Go listen to MCR people. They rock. I hate school. I hate schoolwork. Well, Click is a great show. Go watch it.Mood hasn't been great lately. Told Gladys i have low esteem. She was like... you got low esteem de meh..? Well,i guess i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;blackened&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;soul-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;fcuk life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-115530375183678832?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/115530375183678832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=115530375183678832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115530375183678832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115530375183678832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/08/heys.html' title='heys.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-115304469098786457</id><published>2006-07-16T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T03:11:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dunno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, I will be blogging about what actually happened to me in actual life as it actually happens. Wait. I can't do that. Er. Right. Today went to NTU. Bloody huge place. I think we lost our way. Till we noticed the "Auditorium"sign. So... The ceremoney bored me to tears. I even fell asleep during the speeches. But of course,was full of energy when my seniors were dancing. Then,went back to sleep. Buffet was really good. After which i took the MRT back to Woodlands and had a few rounds of Maximum Tune. Wasn't really that fun. xD. Wish i could have gone and played with my seniors.. Hahax. After that i came back and blogged. Din really feel too good. Haix.. Dun wish to say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-115304469098786457?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/115304469098786457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=115304469098786457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115304469098786457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115304469098786457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/07/dunno.html' title='dunno.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-115297301534891756</id><published>2006-07-15T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T07:16:55.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To continue the adventures of Bob.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last time we saw Commander Bob was when he was battling magicians. Along with Platoon 58.&lt;br /&gt;Commander Bob:I want you to chiong the magicians from the centre. Die already tell the Medic. Who will not heal you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Some crazed guy: HOOPLA!&lt;br /&gt;And thus the battle begins. Attacks were exchanged.. blah blah blah. And all of a sudden,a magician turned Bob into a toy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;Commander Bob : I have been turned into a toy soldier!! Why?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Private Stupid : You already are a toy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;Commander Bob. Oh yeah. I knew that.&lt;br /&gt;And so,Commander Bob and Platoon 58 defeated the magician. Then.. they go celebrate by eating tur kwa. to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-115297301534891756?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/115297301534891756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=115297301534891756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115297301534891756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115297301534891756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-continue-adventures-of-bob.html' title='To continue the adventures of Bob.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-115063942864676446</id><published>2006-06-18T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T07:03:48.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" &gt;here's a little fun game that everyone should play it out. Name out 20 of how you wan your idea LOVEr to be like. Then, name out 10 boys from whom you know that u think they suits,perfectly. * note . specified genderAfterwhich, tagged at LEAST 1o pple to do it. Enjoy.(: -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i am not really sure about the gender. DUH. Female.&lt;br /&gt;1.Must have a heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;2.Must like my crappy jokes.&lt;br /&gt;3.Must know how to care for others.&lt;br /&gt;4.Must be fashionable.&lt;br /&gt;5.Cannot be vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;6.A bit shy.(Then cute mahx)&lt;br /&gt;7.Shorter than me.&lt;br /&gt;8.Must love listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;9.Must have common sense.&lt;br /&gt;10.Cannot hate my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;11.Can be trusted.&lt;br /&gt;12.Must understand me.&lt;br /&gt;13.Must can listen to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;14.Must have long hair...?(I dunno)&lt;br /&gt;15.Must have sense of independence.&lt;br /&gt;16.Cannot kill people before.&lt;br /&gt;17.Must like the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;18.Must be modest.&lt;br /&gt;19.Must enjoy my company...?(This is dumb)&lt;br /&gt;20.Must love me.(DUH. Its lover. Not hater. Wth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I'm done with the first curse. Now with the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are eligible.(Uh... i am not that hot anyway)&lt;br /&gt;1.Rong Her.&lt;br /&gt;2-10. Well,i dun really care who i put. It doesn't really matter. Only the 1st one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the second curse is done,we are left with third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag...Joelle,Gladys,Yuen Lam,Peiyi,Zeken and Donovan. I heck care 10 or not arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 curses have been broken. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valiente Cougara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-115063942864676446?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/115063942864676446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=115063942864676446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115063942864676446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115063942864676446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/06/heres-little-fun-game-that-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-115045818722656742</id><published>2006-06-16T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T04:43:07.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry guys and gals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo. I know i haven't been blogging in what? Months? Dun blame me. Things aren't going that well for me. Now that life's been picking up,sure i can blog. Ok. Recently,certain feelings have been growing stronger. I wonder what. Lolx. Anywayx,the best thing that happened to me is that while wandering around in Timezone, i bumped into Rong Her. Not really bump la... but i met her. We never even go close to each other lor. Damn shy la. Wahahax. FNF i topped the timing for S.F Tour. Really proud of myself. Although its only 9th, its still an accomplishment right? Left 2 million to a new car. The legendary AKX. Hmmx. Anywayx, i am itching to try Maximum Tune 2,which was recommended by Spirited Scorpion. We'll be going together soon. Naruto 10 and Book 33 has just been released. Gonna get it soon. Oh btw,for those who cannot see,i have changed my blogskins. Lolx. No offence. Recently,me and Zeken not as tight as in the old days. But hey,we can't have everything can we. Chinese Dance we mastered the dance already. Its really cool. What's left is the perfection of it. NDP has been more and more tiring. But its only 2 more months! Continue to strive! Going on to today's happenings. Well,i was play Megaman Battle Network 4 Blue Moon,when i was asked to the phone. To my surprise,it was Jocelyn. She wanted to come over to my house.I just said yes. But there was a heavy downpour, so had to postpone it slightly. After the rain,i received another call. Jocelyn wanted me go fetch her. I was like about to say no, then i think she hang up... Or something else... But in the end i go fetch her la... she my mei after all. Hahax. We then went to grab some tidbits which i paid for. T.T. Then we just hung around my house. Tried to teach her Halo. Didn't work. Although she did stuck me once. I got a call from my tuition teacher asking me to go for tuition. Usually,i'd spend only 2 hours there. Today however,i spent a good 3 and a half hours there. Wasn't that bad. Going to surprise her by doing my homework. Ok. Came back,took a shower and then this. Alright. Feel so much better after blogging. Or was it the bath. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back! Somebody STOP me!&lt;br /&gt;Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-115045818722656742?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/115045818722656742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=115045818722656742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115045818722656742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/115045818722656742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-guys-and-gals.html' title='sorry guys and gals.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114846983151614423</id><published>2006-05-24T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T04:23:51.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its just no fair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It just ain't fair. Haix... People who know. Just keep it to yourself. Those who don't. Dun ask. Its just something bad. Really sad la... And kinda angry. Must be my fault... Anyways,i took out all my vengeance on Larxene and Riku. Not say vengeance. Anguish? Maybe that's the word. Today had a good scolding from Mdm Oh. For my file... Then... Today was quite boring. Don't wanna talk about it. So i will have to cut this post short. Wanted to mostly write out i felt... About a certain matter. Tried to keep myself happy. Kept joking with the class. So i could feel better. Yet the feeling lingers there. Ah well. Today Chinese Dance was quite fun. Was pretty active. Played pretend Kingdom Hearts with Kelvin. Then went to Causeway to buy his comix. Then went Admiralty meet with his mom. Then i came back and blog la... And ph has just went offline... Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life means more than just love and kh2.&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114846983151614423?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114846983151614423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114846983151614423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114846983151614423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114846983151614423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-just-no-fair.html' title='its just no fair.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114710085865373710</id><published>2006-05-08T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T08:07:38.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to blog again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yo guys. its that time again. Time for me to blog =). Hahax. So today i had my Lit paper. It was pretty ok... Wtf am i talking about... Its... whatever... Dun care la... After Lit exam was P.E, had Streetbandy. Woo. Fun sia. The idiot Dhivyen... he sucks.. so many people of the class hates him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: OW! You hit my leg!&lt;br /&gt;Dhivyen: Too bad la.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: *vulgars* XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he totally sucks... As you can see. Ah well,had a pretty hot recess. It was damn hot larx... I just walked here and there. Then it was Science. It was fun. Yeahs. Burned the magnesium. Beautiful effects. Then English. Went comp lab. Did editing for the fantasy story. Can't stand Wenzhen though. Keep messing around. Haix... But i was totally concentrated. =). So after that had MT. Lessons went pretty quickly. Assembly was stupid. Talked about the Sports Carnival. Wow. 1/8's gonna kick some SERIOUS ASS! Woot. Ok. So after that i went CWP to get a drink with Weiloke. Met Ezzuan. Took 912 back home. Got home.... PIA SOMEMORE FINAL FANTASY AR! Hahax. Then i kept slacking around till like 7... Stil slacking until 9 i got serious and i tried to work. Alas,i still ended up slacking. Left few questions also dun want to do. Haix... SO i cook myself some noodles and eat. =). Then now i'm blogging. Ah... Guess that's about it... Haix, rh not very sure about her maths or any other subjects. i wish her luck sia =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of Luck!&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114710085865373710?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114710085865373710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114710085865373710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114710085865373710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114710085865373710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/time-to-blog-again.html' title='time to blog again.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114692930310110893</id><published>2006-05-06T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T08:28:23.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today was fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was a fun day. Started out quite good yeahs? I had a nice sleep. Woke up. Had a good chat with her. Then i left home to go huiguan. First time there. Like noob. And i hate being a noob. So well... Took the MRT with Zuyou,Patricia and Szeling.Then when we reached Toa Payoh,they bought cookies.. They were pretty good. Met Kaiyuan on the way... Then walk walk walk walk walk. Then reach... Got ready.... Then Mr. Chong started lessons... Kinda like CCA. But different things learnt la. So the things went on and on and on... Was pretty thirsty after the WHOLE thing. So anywayx,I got this nickname "X-man" coz i was wearing my XXX t-shirt. It was pretty funny. Yeahs.I also learnt to play with sword. Although play is not the correct word. Then i got changed at around 8 and left with the others... Don't bother asking who... LOL. Walk walk walk walk... Then some went for dinner while others went home. So people who went home were Edmond,me,Liwen and Kaiyuan la. So we were just chatting about dancing and studying on the MRT. Quite the first time i can actually converse with my sec 2 seniors. I thought they all hated me. =). I was wrong i guess. Hmmx. SO i stopped at Admiralty with Liwen. Leaving Edmond and Kaiyuan. (I am NOT hinting anything here.) So actually offered to walk Liwen home as it was dark.(Gentleman sia me.) But she say its ok so i went home. At home i had steamboat... Wah... Then after that,took a bath then came to blog. Ah... I am not being really specific here. SO today's post may be a little shorter. hahax. SO well,i guess i will stop here. Kinda tired after today. Catch ya guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun!&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114692930310110893?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114692930310110893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114692930310110893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114692930310110893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114692930310110893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-fun.html' title='today was fun!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114684381542930654</id><published>2006-05-05T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T08:43:36.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah... Blogging for the day once again. Just had a hearty meal of McDonalds. Which was pretty good yeahs? Hahax. Ok... So today... i had my Chinese paper. It was pretty good. I was prepared... So... CHIONG AR! After which i had my Home Econs. Was pretty good. Learnt about unhealthy food and healthy,how food is cooked etc etc. But heck. I still eat nonsense anyway. So recess... Nothing much. Then English. Found out i had topped the class in English. I pwn. =). Quite pleased with myself. Then yeahs... Was history. Miss Chen,as usual,wasn't like other teachers. Always giving us attitude. But she's cool. So she was teaching blah blah. Nothing much really. Then,after school,to get more marks for my *a-hem* already high marks CT,I went to look for Andy Wong. SO much for "immediately". Had to wait so long for him to appear. After i got my marks. I hung around with Ying Jie playing basketball. Was in school uniform. Never got caught anyway. Was doing some pretty cool jumpshots. Hehx. Then i went to CWP with my 3 seniors. The females la... XD. Then was like a kid. AGAIN. Just hung around with them then went over to Kel's house. Saw kh2. Must have. =P. And Sephiroth pwns. I'd give anything to be such a cool guy. XD. Then went home about 4++ liaox. Just almost in time for Xiaolin Showdown. Had a good chat with rh before i went to watch. Then blah blah blah. Nothing much really. Then my dad came back with Macs at like 11 in the night. Had it before blogging. I realised i really hold some people dear. Its a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ph jie ruleZ!&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114684381542930654?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114684381542930654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114684381542930654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114684381542930654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114684381542930654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/yo-people.html' title='yo people.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114675438861204707</id><published>2006-05-04T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T07:53:09.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo yo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo yo people. Wassups. Sorry i din blog yesterday. I was really pissed i couldn't blog. Blogger was down. Haix... Weiting good la... She blog before blogger got error. Ah whatever. Let me tell you about yesterday and happenings. Hmmx. Yeahs. I had my Mathematics paper. It was quite ok yeahs... Then it was Dance. We learnt a new Malay dance. Its quite cool. But it was messed up by the usual monkeys. Won't say who here. I guess they just can't appreciate dancing. I pity them. So i had recess after that. Then it was Literature. Realised Miss Nora was actually rather humourous. She can joke pretty well yeahs. After that Maths. Maths passed usually quickly though. Before i knew it,lessons were over. Hahax. Then i was planning to pick rh from school. So i went to hangout with ph,hl and jessie. They had Mosburger while me and Weiloke just watched. Course i snatched some fries. =). Then Weiloke told me that rh did not have that extra lessons thingy coz of exams. So i was like VERY late if i wanted to pick rh. Hahax. SO just went around aimlessly with my 3 seniors. Then,they went to the cinema box office. The floor there was slippery. Me and Weiloke were messing around then i fell real bad. They were laughing away while i struggled to get up. It was prolly a funny scene anyway. SO after that,the 3 of them went back to Riverside for extra lessons while me and Weiloke went home. So yeahs... That's for yesterday. Today wasn't exactly a good day. I had my history paper. Did not really understand it... But heck la... Its over. Then i had Science... Did something wrong (refer to Weiting's blog) then kena stay back. Not today la... Some other day. I hope she forgets. A miracle please bless me! =). Ah well. Then,English came and Mr. Wong delivered a nice long speech. Humour wasn't really there this time. Yeahs. I could understand what he was talking about. It was a rather motivating speech. Then came Maths. Blah blah. Nothing much actually. Forget bring 8.2 never got caught. Ah well. So came PW. Weiting,Wenzi and me were CRAPPING like siao la. Only my mei mei,Yuen Lam was listening. Yeahs then did the survey... Then last period. Chinese. Somehow, i seem to respecting her more and more. She really is a good teacher... I dun mean to win any favour from this. I respecting her more... Dunno why... Maybe its the way she wants me to do better. I dunno. Then i went home. Bumped into Zeken's bro. Blah blah. Had tuition.... until now. Then now i blogging la... So yeahs. That's about what happened over the 2 days. Generally did not have a really good chat with rh. She din online today. But i did receive a call from Jocelyn. Dunno what she's up to... =). Cute sia her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a bad flu.&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114675438861204707?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114675438861204707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114675438861204707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114675438861204707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114675438861204707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/yo-yo.html' title='yo yo.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114656928301681346</id><published>2006-05-02T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T04:28:03.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day today was.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeahs...Today is a good day. I like it. Let me tell you about it. Well it started off with my Science exam. It was of a suitable difficulty. Some questions i had a little problems. Hahax. Then it was Chinese. It went kinda smooth. I did my homework. =). So English was pretty good actually,with Mr Wong giving is usual jokes and humour. I enjoy English a lot but of course there are bad sides. Won't go into details. After English was Music and there was a test. I wasn't exactly prepared but i think i still managed the test. Don't expect to score too high though. Hahax. Then Mr Lee did not come. So "Geography" was held in the Library. There,we did some SERIOUS crapping. Laughed here and there. Good fun. So after that was Art. Then we did "artistic writing". Boring... And he still refused to let us go even after the bloody bell rang. And with that [censored] Cuiping there. "The bell never ring!The bell never ring!" She damn stupid la. Finally when Mr Goh let us off,heavy rain. No choice lar... Had a quick meal with Dennis in the canteen. Then i saw ph,hl and jessie.(Don't they EVER seperate? LOL). Yeah wells,since all my friends were gone,(Meaning i can't find them),i decided to follow them. Well i would still do the same even if my friends were there. So the 3 of them shared an umbrella while i had my Sketch Book over my head. Hahax. So,halfway through,hl dun want share... So left me and her in the rain. Hahax. So this dude pops out of nowhere and shelters her with an umbrella. O.O. Weird stuff happens sometimes.  Hmmx. Lesson learnt there. So went to Causeway to take the MRT(Money Raiding Tortoises) home. Wanted to take photo with ph,but she like very sian like that. So better not take. Some other days. Yeahs... So while we walked,i was like the kiddo among the other 2 sec 4s. Maybe i extra. Ya la. Then hl,ph and i walked our own directions. But i still followed ph. Like to do that a lot. She my fave jie ma.. =). So after talking to her,i realised how i childish i really was. But anywayx felt good after walking ph home. So when i got home,i started revision with some music. Cool music. Then rh came online... Had a good chat with her... Found out certain things which i wanted it the way to be. I dunno la... Then i went on studying after rh offline. Up to now where i decides to blog for the day. This blog has become like a daily journal and i seem to keep mentioning rh.Just kidding people. Yeah wells,nothing much happening... Need some excitement... Can't wait for holidays. They'll be fun. But right now i gotta work hard. Hahax. Guess i'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day today was.&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114656928301681346?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114656928301681346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114656928301681346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114656928301681346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114656928301681346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-day-today-was.html' title='Great day today was.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114648421883194071</id><published>2006-05-01T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T04:50:18.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling much better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today started off good. I started studying for tomorrow's Science exam. When i could take it no more,i turned on the computer. There i saw rh online. Remembering what happened yesterday,i got quite disappointed. So i just said a simple "hi". Blah blah blah... The conversation continues. To a point where she tells me i have a chance. I was really happy! So i had a really good time chatting with her,instead of the disappointment i expected. Hahx. But she did mention not liking vulgar guys,but i already am trying to quit the vulgars. So well,that's settled. So i got changed and i went to Chinatown,OG for a shopping spree with my mother. So i bought like a new pair of Billabong jeans and a pair of Converse sneakers. Costed a bomb tho. LOL. Can't wait to take them out to wear. =). Then when i came back. Hmmx. Nothing much. Just played the comp. Yeahs... Did some studying... Actually nothing really happened... I am just really bored yeahs? Hmmx... Gotta find something to do... Tomorrow school starts. Don't really want to go. I love the friends and school and etc. just hate the lessons... Tomorrow includes the most boring subject ever. Geography. OMG. Sianx la... Yeahs well,hoping to see some people online. Hahax. Guess i'll end here... Nothing much nowadays huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114648421883194071?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114648421883194071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114648421883194071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114648421883194071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114648421883194071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/05/feeling-much-better.html' title='Feeling much better.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114640271113505596</id><published>2006-04-30T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T06:11:51.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The quiz. wahahas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name 20 people you can think of right now at the top of your head. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 20 people.Ok, tag at least 5 people to do the quiz too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.Zeken&lt;br /&gt;2.Ezzuan&lt;br /&gt;3.Shawn&lt;br /&gt;4.Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;5.Shaoyang&lt;br /&gt;6.Jason&lt;br /&gt;7.Joelle&lt;br /&gt;8.Rong Her&lt;br /&gt;9.Jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;10.Jiamin&lt;br /&gt;11.Peiyi&lt;br /&gt;12.Fiery Serpent&lt;br /&gt;13.Hathi&lt;br /&gt;14.Weiting&lt;br /&gt;15.Peihong&lt;br /&gt;16.Huilin&lt;br /&gt;17.Donovan&lt;br /&gt;18.Jianing&lt;br /&gt;19.Liwen&lt;br /&gt;20.Jiahui&lt;br /&gt;Ok then i tag Jiahui,Liwen,Jianing,Donovan and Huilin. Now for the questions.Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 14? Ans:Met her in class 1/8!&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you never met 1? Ans: I would not have been such a sarcarstic dude and i would not know what a best friend is =P.&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you do if 9 and 20 dated. Ans: I WOULD LAUGH MY HEAD OFF. =)&lt;br /&gt;4.Did you ever like 19? Ans: Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;5.Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? Ans: They would be gay firstly and secondly they would pwn in Halo. I'd say yes =P. Sorry don-don.&lt;br /&gt;6.Describe 3. Ans: Great friend! And sometimes sick in the head. =P&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive? Ans: HELL YES! VERY! UBER! 1337!THE MOST ATTRACTIVE! =P.&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me something about 7. Ans: A good girl. But she has a poisonous mouth. Watch out!&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you know any of 12's family? Ans: Sure. Him. And his brother la.&lt;br /&gt;10.What's 8's favourite? Ans: Pink and furry stuff. (Had to ask around for this answer =P)&lt;br /&gt;11.What would you do if 18 confessed he/she likes you? Ans: She's my jie firstly and 2ndly i already like someone. So i would prolly freak out yeah.&lt;br /&gt;12.What language does 15 speak? Ans: English and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;13.Who is 9 going out with? Ans: Her dar dar. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;14.How old is 16 now? Ans: 15 going on 16.&lt;br /&gt;15.When's the last time you talked to 13? Ans: I just scolded him yesterday. Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;16.What's 2's fave band/singer? Ans: Black Eyed Peas. That's his fave out of the many he likes =P&lt;br /&gt;17.Would you ever date 4? Ans: He may be a good brother,he is definitely NOT a good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;boyfriend! To me lahx.&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you ever date 7? Ans: HELL NO! She's my good mei mei. XD. But i would date 8! =P&lt;br /&gt;19.Is 15 single? Ans: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 10's last name? Ans: Ong.&lt;br /&gt;21.Would you be in serious relationship with 11? Ans: Hell no. She's my mei. And she's prolly attached. I think. I dun ask =P.&lt;br /&gt;22.What school does 3 go to? Ans: Riverside Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;23.Where does 6 live? Ans: Same block as weiloke. Does that give you enough info?&lt;br /&gt;24.What's your favourite thing about 5? Ans: He loves basketball like me.&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever seen 1 naked? Ans: Sure. We've been through countless camps. Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114640271113505596?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114640271113505596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114640271113505596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114640271113505596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114640271113505596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/quiz-wahahas.html' title='The quiz. wahahas.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114640080098974375</id><published>2006-04-30T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T05:40:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day started off like any other. Went for swimming. Had a bad muscleache due to NDP yesterday. I already had difficulties breathing while swimming and there he was,shouting like a goddamned asshole. So totally angry la... Then i came back,in hope certain people would be online. My hopes were not dashed. They were instead,answered. Saw rh online. Halfway through,Jiahui came and we played basketball together. It was fun. Jiahui then came back up to my house. Yeahs. Continued chatting with her... At the end of the conversation,i was somewhat sad. It was a terrible feeling. Haix. Something's just weighing me down the past few days. I dunno what it is. Then i had my guitar class. Was ok. The dude was still being cool. LOL. Well then,i went to wait for my dad. Waited for quite long. Got quite angry. So when i found out that my mother lost track of time partly because my dad thought i ended at 7.30(i end at 7.15), i became really bad and said " oh great. he can't count. 6.15 + 1hr = 7.30? good sia." i think he got pretty mad. I shouldn't have said that. I feel really bad. Imagine him having to drive me everywhere all the time and i attitude him. I feel really bad... Haix... Something just to add on to how sad i already am. My mother got me some wax. Ok la... I needed some. Really sian... Then i came home. Then now i am blogging. Weiting's rushing me for the english thingy. Now must concentrate. Still can't find out why i am so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so sad? Can anyone tell me?&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114640080098974375?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114640080098974375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114640080098974375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114640080098974375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114640080098974375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-good-day.html' title='Not a good day.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114631568028251281</id><published>2006-04-29T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:01:20.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP was tiring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up to a good morning,i must admit. Was lazing around in bed initially. Then i had to go for NDP footdrill. Changed,grab my stuff and left. Reached school,left for HQ. Then practiced some foordrill before leaving for Nee Soon Army Camp. There,we settled in the MPH. Waited and waited some more. Then,the Red Cross came in. Cannot stand them actually... Why the hell were they staring at us? LOL. Went to the parade square for fall in. Practiced jogging in and marching in,reeling and stuffs like that. Really bored sia... Did this till like 6 and went back to the HQ. There,Billy was quite mad and sorta gave us a scolding and half a debrief. No NDP for the next 2 weeks. Really tired. That's why i ain't typing much. Really nothing much is happening. After that went for dinner with the scouts at J8. Had Mosburger. Don't know why i was in a bad mood. I took it out on Weiloke. But i still ain't gonna apologize. Whatever. Had a ride back home in FS's car. On the road we had a little mishap. The bloody van in front of us just stopped and we break naturally. Missed the car by a few mms. Then the car behind us crashed into us. Got a huge bump. Then went on home. Nothing happened to the car. Went home and now i really am tired and just wanna finish this up... rh hasn't been online. must be studying i guess. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see her online soon! NDP is fun!&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114631568028251281?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114631568028251281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114631568028251281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114631568028251281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114631568028251281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/ndp-was-tiring.html' title='NDP was tiring.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114623345158138535</id><published>2006-04-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T07:10:51.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life's been ok. No chinese dance kinda sian. Everyday practising tho. LOL. Hmms. Today... Will talk about the day first. Geography paper. Thought my fate was sealed. LOL. Actually i could understand most of the questions. This time i did study. =). Yeahs. But that Miss Lim come and kpkb. I finished,checked. She see my paper and said... Like this will give you your marks? I admit my answer was short. But at least it explained what a meander was. Damn. So after geography paper was art/craft. Art teacher totally fucked up. He keeps talking bad about us. To quote from him. "Of all the things you talk,9.5 is rubbish." Whatever. -.- Then recess,nothing much. English was fun. (Refer to Weiting's blog XD) Then i point middle finger to Wenzi. Mr. Wong suddenly appeared from behind. We kept laughing la. Then history. Kinda not sure about the source based. But clear enough for the exams... =P. Today,i hung around then went home. Naturally it was kinda late. Turned on my comp,hoping for some people to online. Was quite glad. ph was online. she rocks. XD. Then had a nice conversation. Then hl came on. She rocks too. =P. Modifying my blog to perfection when my comp auto restart. Was kinda pissed had to do over. Hahax. Life's like that. Then went for tuition. cher kept me back for quite a while to clear corrections. Hahax. Then i stuck around at home,hoping rh would come online... Was kinda disappointed when she didn't. As there weren't many people at the gathering,they decided to come my house watch I Not Stupid 2. Was lame and funny. XD. Then we messed around. PY and PS left first. Then Brenda, then Kelvin,Jason and Alvin. They left a mess in my house. As usual. Sobs. Then cleaned up. Decided to blog. Wonder if rh is feeling better? Hmmx. I seem to be really concerned about her. =P. Oh yeah,me and Joelle are sort of ok liaox. Kinda pleased. Life still's the same. Want some excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the fun?&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114623345158138535?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114623345158138535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114623345158138535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114623345158138535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114623345158138535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-to-blog.html' title='Time to blog.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114614358436030207</id><published>2006-04-27T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T06:13:04.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasn't lying was i?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wasn't lying when i said i will try to blog today rightx? Hehx... Ok.. Enough crapping... Today,not a good day. Why? First was the ECT. Go figure. It was pretty easy. With some level of difficulty hiding around. =). Then,during English,i got back the SAIL test results. Highest in class. 27/30. Not bad. Yeahs. Wasn't bragging this time. I'm growing i guess. More mature. So i kept pretty silent during English. After that was Maths... Wah pengs... The algebra questions so difficult. Its BASIC Algebra somemore. So much for BASIC. Well,gotta work hard now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But somehow,i still am slacking. =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Miss Lim and Miss Yuana changed the damned Sports Carnival teams arrangement. So angry. But i still got into the events i wanted. Can't say the same for the girls =P. Then PW. We went to the computer lab. Me and Junfeng were burping. See who could do the loudest burp. XD. Fun. Then we did our work... (For more details,refer to Weiting's blog. It can be accessed right over at the links =P) Yeahs. Then,Chinese. Wrote a composition. Wow. 2 page half. I dun expect much... I would hope just for a B3. At least an improvement from the F9 i got the other time. Or maybe somewhere around a C to D grade. Any improvement,no matter how much,still is an improvement. Mdm Oh was being evil. She made me stay back to do up my file. Stayed till like 3 maybe? Then went Mac with mei,Shawn and Weiloke. Stole their fries. Yi Xuan was being a good mei by sharing. =). When i got home,originally wanted to go practice NDP footdrill back at school. Mum din let. What could i say. So i turn on the comp to play. More of enjoy music. MUSIC is my LIFE! XD. Then rh went online. Quite glad,initially. When i was at the end of the conversation,i knew rh was considerably down. School problems... Was sad along with her... So yeahs,tried to cheer her up naturally. Sorta worked... Think she was slightly happier. Then she went offline. An hour later,just to be sure. I SMSed ph just to check she was ok,also asking about ph herself. Seems she's much better. Quite glad... Then i banged on the wall. My sis in the next room called my mother and said i was playing not studying. True but i told her i would study. So i ended up blogging somehow or another. Guess i will end here. People. Do tag more often. Thanks =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rong Her,please cheer up ok? =D &lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114614358436030207?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114614358436030207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114614358436030207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114614358436030207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114614358436030207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/wasnt-lying-was-i.html' title='Wasn&apos;t lying was i?'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114604308610480157</id><published>2006-04-26T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T02:18:06.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah... Gonna blog everyday! Or at least try to =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was quite special. Walked home with ph and hl and shawn. Well,as usual,ph walked the furthest. XD. Then they shopped for studs... Wondering when i can pierce my ears... Sobs... And was looking for a ring. =). So somehow or another,Shawn ends up walking hl home and i walks ph home... Really cool... XD. I find it much better to walk ph home. No offence to hl. Heex. So after that i went to fetch rh from school. I like doing that too. =P. She came out,i din notice cause i was focused on a spider Junfeng caught with me. Then i walked Solihin to the traffic light,while rh just stood there and was prolly laughing. Din really know... Then i walked back to school to wait somemore. Saw Ashley. She said "Hey Rong Her!" Then i was stunned. I turned around... Lolx... Saw her... Looking sooo chio =P. Then after that i just tagged along while she and her friends walked home... Then her friends left,leaving me and her... So i was like just following behind her. Kinda shy to say anything. So i just followed... Make sure she went home safely. =). Then i came home... Ya well. IF she was my gf i go hold her hands liaox! =P. Just a joke. Tomorrow is one of my most hated days... Longest. LOL. Can't wait till the gathering. And NDP. It is of utmost importance now. =). The feeling of being neglected is there. Its like i really want some care and concern from someone,but i just can't feel it. Even if i KNOW they do care. Even the valiant people have weaknesses. And this is mine.=P. Wish my friends would treat me better. I feel so... ah whatever... And something's bugging me. I don't know what. It just is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that something?&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114604308610480157?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114604308610480157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114604308610480157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114604308610480157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114604308610480157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/ah-gonna-blog-everyday-or-at-least-try.html' title='Ah... Gonna blog everyday! Or at least try to =P'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114597649011962346</id><published>2006-04-25T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T07:48:10.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too lazy to blog =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been a long time since i blogged. Kinda tired. Recent happenings... Hmm... Fell in love with a girl... Her name is Rong Her... Not shy to say so... I'm proud of it.. Ah well,also got into the NDP day marching contingent. Quite pleased with myself.. At the moment its preparation for CT2 for me... Wanna do well this time. I wun expect too much though. Like Mr. Wong said,take a step at a time... Hmmx... Realised i have been taking my sis and bros for granted. Must love them more or else i'll be rather lonely... Already missing them. Sorta. Hmmx.Due to CT2,no Chinese Dance. Really unsatisfied with that. Me and ph are drifting away... Sian... Well,that's what i think anyway. Usually i would not bother... But this time i seem like very worried... Wonder what's gotten over me.. Cannot forget this... I got a new jie,Huilin... Like her a lot! Can keep crapping non stop. Woohoo. Hahax. Also,almost fainted during NDP. So scary. Now,life's recently been rather boring. Wish something like...a holocaust happens... at Bukit Panjang Govt. High,and Zeken gets transferred over to my school. =). Really obsessed with dancing and marching now... Hehx.. Time's not really flying these days... Hahax. Working on new profiencies... Really want a uniform full of badges. Yeah... I am gonna start to work doubly hard. Hehx. And yeahs,really hungry now. Going for class gathering this Friday. BUT,will go home early. Gotta get rest for my NDP the next day. I'm gonna do it. Gonna make me,my bros and sis,my family proud. And my hope-to-be girlfriend =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;The Valiant Cougar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114597649011962346?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114597649011962346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114597649011962346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114597649011962346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114597649011962346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/too-lazy-to-blog-p.html' title='Too lazy to blog =P'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114459286705869732</id><published>2006-04-09T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T07:27:47.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry. Haven blogged in so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoz. Wassup all. Ok. Sorry for not blogging in such a long time.. Yeahs... Anywayx, screwed up big time for e campfire... Got a new jie,Liwen. *clap cheer*. Although in same school as ph,i always get so sad when she off de... haix... then like no one to chat with... or no one worth =P... Jk... Same goes with Jianing... Glad that Joelle and Jiamin has buried e hatchet... Now they call themselves J3... I think... Like whatever... Ok.. I want a new DC bag!! Haix... and NDP footdrill killed me on Sat. Fell asleep so fast... XD... Now,i am thinking of nothing but gaming and Scouting and dancing... xD. Really tired tho. Wish a miracle will happen... rh says she will talk to me... really happy. miss e thais already. they are really a friendly bunch. Yeahs... I dunno what else to add tho... Will do a better job in my next assessment... Its official! I got 2 profiencies! Windsurfing and SANA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my jies...&lt;br /&gt;Valiant Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114459286705869732?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114459286705869732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114459286705869732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114459286705869732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114459286705869732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-haven-blogged-in-so-long.html' title='Sorry. Haven blogged in so long...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114174295859415787</id><published>2006-03-07T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T06:49:18.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heys shoulda post about 2 days ago. Dunno why i got distracted... Got some good news. Huiting dun want to be my godsis lerx! Woohoo! XD... I dunno why... Shawn tells me to give up on Gladys. But i dun want to. I really do love/like her. Either one. XD. Tomorrow is my Home Ec Paper.(Last paper). I decided to work hard from now on... Need all the friend's support i can get. My godsiblings. See me online in MSN please do tell me to do my work. Thanks. =). Kinda looking forward to the movie. And the Chinese Dance gathering. Chinese Dance PWNS! Hahax. Really missing 6w1`2oo5. We rocked. But yet,we were seperated. Haix... If i could have one wish,i'd wish i never left 6w1. Its really paining me... Sobs. But i made new friends in the process. Now i really treasure my bros. Good luck to Ziming with his Chief Commissioner Award. He may be mean to us sometimes. But we're still brothers after all. Yarhx... Wanna play Narutimate Hero 3 lehx... Wait till exams are over. Yeah! Hahax. Ok i think i will cut short today's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Ziming!&lt;br /&gt;Valiant Cougar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114174295859415787?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114174295859415787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114174295859415787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114174295859415787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114174295859415787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-guys.html' title='Hey guys...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114148403792286694</id><published>2006-03-04T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T06:53:57.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's happenings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heys,how's everybody? Ok? Great... Now let me talk about both Friday and Saturday... Friday i was too dang tired to update... Ok Friday... Was busted by Chinese teacher and was sent to 4/9. Then it was like,oh shit, chinese dance seniors there. Then my teacher said give me extra ji ben gong... diaos... then ok... then i really had nothing to do since the windsurfing was CANCELLED. How could they cancel it... Bloody hell waste money... Will talk more about it later. So anywayz i went to Kelvin house and tried Narutimett Hero 3. Totally PWNS! I mean Neji using 361 hits and Kimimaro's Flower Spear? Wow. Coolest game yet... So anywayz, played for a while,then Shaoyang and Zeken came over,they played for a while... Then as me and Kelvin(Sasuke VS Kimimaro Curse Seal 2)'s battle was reaching the peak... Where either his Dark Chidori or my Flower Spear and Vine Whip would win..... Jiamin called. Then i was like so kan chiong... Then i was like OMG! AHH! DIE! NO! SHIT! Then i lost... Crap... Then JM ask me go basketball court. Ok went there. Played,messed around... yeahs... Ok that's for friday i guess. Oh and i forgot to mention,mum was slightly mad when she found i went to kel's house... And Peihong(rh's older sis) is now my older godsis. Dun worry larx Jianing,wun neglect or forget you =). Now for today... Today went to Shawn's house at Bishan Point. Very de nice sia... Then went to gym. Dunno how to use equipment i fell off. Wtf... Then ok... Muscles solid and big so pleased with myself. Ok then i went to Swensen's with Shawn and family. Had a hearty meal and whatnot. Then went to Suntec where i got my brand new MYUK wallet. Its so totally hot XD.... Whatever. Then my uncle came over and helped fixed my sis's computer... Ok then i was chatting with Weiting... Her story so sad. Wun say it here. I think she's much better now. but still,Cheer up sis. =) Always here for you =DD. Ok now i think i will end here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sleepy....=.=...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Valiant Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114148403792286694?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114148403792286694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114148403792286694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114148403792286694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114148403792286694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/03/todays-happenings.html' title='Today&apos;s happenings.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114121950428843586</id><published>2006-03-01T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T05:53:40.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry guys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey guys... I shoulda posted something yesterday but Blogger had some damned error. Lolx... SO i guess i will be posting yesterday and today's happenings =) Ok... So its like this... 28 Feb 2006. My stupid Geography teacher was like so boring... He was like not caring whether we pain any attention or not... Just wanna teach... That's my point of view. I almost fell asleep. Lolx... But i think he is quite nice. He printed out answers and notes for us to revise... XD... Yeahs.... Yesterday was quite ok... And i managed to cut down my vulgarities to a minimum. Yay me! XD... Then everything was fine and dandy... Went for guitar... The teacher taught us a song. Was beautiful... I destroyed it... O_o;... Then went home... Slept... Today was a great day... There was Chinese Dance. A pity it had to be cut to 4.30... Sobs... And maybe just MAYBE i might get that PSP =)... So anyways, some dumb b*tch go and make Jiafeng so mad... He was real MAD. Scary... But after he cooled down he was all nice again... XD... Not much there... Whatever... And i just got news... Soaring Eagles Cub Scouts are officially Frank Cooper Sands GOLD! We pwn yeah! We owe it to Fiery Serpent... We din do much =) Yeahs... ANd btw today Jiamin came to my house... I think she's ok with me lerx... We can converse without anyone dying... And i really think that its great... Ok... So now target Soaring Eagles SCOUTS get Frank Cooper Sands Gold... =) I wonder if we can go in full uniform and get presented the badge... After all i was a Cub Scout... XD... And yeahs... I am starting to dislike 1/8 again... Why isn't Zeken in my school... Sobs... Then i think that's about it... So sianx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Life's starting to get boring... Lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Valiant Cougar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114121950428843586?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114121950428843586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114121950428843586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114121950428843586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114121950428843586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry-guys.html' title='Sorry guys...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114104633089477551</id><published>2006-02-27T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T05:18:50.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heys... Haven blogged in a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess maybe me and Gladys will stay godsiblings... until she changes her mind. I will wait tho. Hehx. And i got another godsis. Huiting! Lolx. But my first few godsis are special. Dun worry. XD... So anyways,wun have chinese dance so soon. sobs... Jiamin i really sorry for whatever i did wrong. Can dun hate me anymore? Haix... Left one jie... Jianing... hehx. Haven been playing SP... Stupid common tests... Found out that i am getting more and more fit. Don't wanna fail... And i couldn't make it for the windsurfing and i still have to take the bloody theory test. I really love Oreo Choc with Pearl... XD... Hmms what else has been happening? I really want a PSP all of a sudden. And Fable:The Lost Chapters is selling at only $29.90... So glad... Ok now let me talk about today... It was ok... At least Jiamin said one sentence to me... Improvement =D... Then i had my english. Found out i read that book b4... Then it was more and more lame subjects... I can't seem to concentrate on anything. After school i went to Causeway with Weiloke,Kelvin and Shawn... Bought my fave drink... =) and we went to my house to watch the Chinese Dance DVD. The dances were cool =D. Then all of them went home... Normal happenings.Then i worked out... yeahs... Then me and Kelvin trying to give up vulgarities. Yeahs... I must be brave =) That's what Valiant means... So anyways,i really wanna give up vulgarities. So i will try to cut down then totally not say i guess... I am kinda starting to like 1/8... But bloody hell, i really wanna go back to 6w1... No scouts and no helping out the cubs... Must plan out the meeting... Sobs... And Mr Hoe did mention a company which will be hiring us i hope and we will get pay =))... So all my godsis. I can take you out for treats lerx =D... But you all must study hard worx... Dun let kor(or in Jianing's case) di down =)... Yeahs... And one more thing. Me and Kelvin were so mad when we couldn't find Narutimett Hero 3. Went around Woodlands area also dun have... Sianx. Dunno what to say lerx... Oh yeah... I really hope Gladys can like me once again... I really missed the times we were together =(...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wah a long post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Valiant Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114104633089477551?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114104633089477551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114104633089477551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114104633089477551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114104633089477551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/02/heys-haven-blogged-in-long-time.html' title='Heys... Haven blogged in a long time'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-114030840610769368</id><published>2006-02-18T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:20:06.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>arlows people D=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heys,haven blogged in about 2 weeks? Haha. Anyways,its like this,i dun think i ever have anotehr chance with Gladys T_T.... And the working out stuff is great... Found out that i was GIVEN another Scout name XD. Valiant Cougar. =DDD. Its pretty cool. And i went to Zeken's  church party yesterday,it was really cool! Yeahs. I really dun get why Gladys can't like the same boy twice... Is it a crime? Sobs. And i think maybe JM dun like me anymore... She now dun talk to me at all lehx... So sad. I gotta go now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I hate life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Valiant Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-114030840610769368?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/114030840610769368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=114030840610769368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114030840610769368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/114030840610769368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/02/arlows-people-d.html' title='arlows people D='/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113966105703590528</id><published>2006-02-11T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T04:30:57.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes yes i know i haven blogged in a long time.. Dun remind me XD.So anyways,since coming into RSS I have become of little significance to JM... She got new friends larx... Dun want me liaos... Ah hecks... Anyways,i got a new godsis,Weiting! Surprising huh? And yeahs... that's about it... WAIT! I forgot to mention i am starting to workout? Wanna know how? Ask me on MSN... Well nothing else actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;F**K YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shadow Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113966105703590528?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113966105703590528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113966105703590528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113966105703590528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113966105703590528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/02/heys.html' title='Heys...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113871448584634914</id><published>2006-01-31T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:34:46.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still can't forget her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Heck... Sorry for not blogging in such a long time... Dunno what made me dun blog. Anyhows... I really can't forget her... T_T... But at least i got my godsisters... Heck yeah... They rocks... And uh like i got my Black Eyed Peas CD. Kinda cool... And i still am trying to win her heart... Hard it is tho... Hais... I still feel so hurt... Yet i put on a happy front for others to see... If she's really happy without me,heck i shouldn't really bother... Feel like crying... But too stubborn to cry...  Hais... Wish someone would drop me a line and talk to me and like comfort me... Heck... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T_T...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shadow Cougar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113871448584634914?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113871448584634914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113871448584634914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113871448584634914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113871448584634914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2006/01/still-cant-forget-her.html' title='Still can&apos;t forget her...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113440075595428767</id><published>2005-12-12T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T07:19:15.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a gamble i must...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry i haven't updated in such a long time. Really no mood to. Gladys has decided she don't deserve me. Hais. Well my blabbermouthed sis had to bust me. Hais. So now all i can do is take a gamble. After my "O" levels if Gladys still likes me we can be together. If not. I dun want to think about it. Now i'll just concentrate on my studies. I'm through with love. Well,yeah. And i am taking guitar lessons. Well,that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is always cruel.&lt;br /&gt;Shadow Cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113440075595428767?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113440075595428767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113440075595428767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113440075595428767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113440075595428767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/12/take-gamble-i-must.html' title='Take a gamble i must...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113232173864876661</id><published>2005-11-18T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:48:58.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz.. Maple..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haiz,when i quit Maple,Gladys starts playing. And i am not spending enough time with her. I am afraid she will think that i neglect her. Haiz,when she play Maple i cannot communicate with her. I should spend more time with her. I dunno why i dun dare. Sometimes i think that i am not good enough for her. So i get sorta discouraged. Haiz. Anywayz,going camping! Really gonna miss my friends. Tho its just for a few days.Shan't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Gladys!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113232173864876661?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113232173864876661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113232173864876661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113232173864876661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113232173864876661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/11/haiz-maple.html' title='Haiz.. Maple..'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113223885320996453</id><published>2005-11-17T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T06:47:33.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the greatest day of my life!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today rocks because firstly the Graduation Night totally rocks! And secondly Gladys is with me again! I really love her! May we never break again! Grad. Night had a lot of things to do!! We sang,danced and mostly,enjoyed ourselves! Took some photos. Will never forget today. And my friends. I have decided to write down the names of all the people who stood by me over these few years. Now, there's Zeken,Ezzuan,Shawn,Kelvin,Jason,Jiahui,Weiloke,Shaoyang,Jiamin and Gladys. I really thank all you guys for being with me all this time. Forget me you shall not. Or face consequences. Haha. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the best day of my life!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113223885320996453?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113223885320996453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113223885320996453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113223885320996453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113223885320996453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-is-greatest-day-of-my-life.html' title='Today is the greatest day of my life!!!!!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113220751068383329</id><published>2005-11-16T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:05:10.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am stuck in the middle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Why is it like this? I have to make a sacrifice. I can either stop all forms of communication and keep Gladys. Or give up Gladys so i can keep Joelle. Naturally i would choose Gladys de. Of coz. Well,i must talk to Joelle about not being her godbro le. So i can maybe salvage the situation. Congrats to Weiloke for getting the Soaring Eagles Award. And Congrats to Zeken for winning Joelle's heart. Well,at least Jiamin said she will be there for me. That's great. Tonight's the graduation night. Gonna walk Gladys home. Yeah. Maybe that can help a bit. Really excited. Well,will be seeing you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Graduation Night!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113220751068383329?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113220751068383329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113220751068383329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113220751068383329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113220751068383329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-stuck-in-middle.html' title='I am stuck in the middle.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113212858123082933</id><published>2005-11-16T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T00:09:41.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven is cruel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As i read those words displayed on my handphone,my heart was being torn apart silently. I was thinking that it was not the truth. But it was. Harsh it may be, but i still have to live with it. I wonder why WL must tell her about me. Then she hates me. Why must tis happen to me? I dun want to give up. Not now. Not ever. I dunno if its the end. I dun want it to be. Here, i thank all my friends who have been supporting me all this while. You know who you are,so dun need to say it out. Well, i know how having the person you love hate you feels like. I tried my best to understand JM last time,now i truly understand. Its relly painful. Well,i still have my friends and brothers. Remember all Soaring Eagle Scouts! YOU ARE SCOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and brothers and sisters rock!&lt;br /&gt;Shadow Cougar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113212858123082933?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113212858123082933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113212858123082933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113212858123082933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113212858123082933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/11/heaven-is-cruel.html' title='Heaven is cruel.'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113189164293919699</id><published>2005-11-13T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:20:42.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was quite fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today,nothing really much happened. Except i was supposed to play basketball with Jocelyn and some other friends. Turns out i ended up with Mark. And after that,went for dinner at the "No Signboard" Seafood Restaurant. There, i had a sumptous dinner. Then celebrated my dad's birthday. Well,tried to get No. 24 of Naruto but they din have it. So i just came back and wrote tis post. Wanna DL the bugger RO but cannot. So until next time,that's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113189164293919699?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113189164293919699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113189164293919699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113189164293919699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113189164293919699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-was-quite-fun.html' title='Today was quite fun'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113180266293023013</id><published>2005-11-12T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T05:37:42.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a very fun day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was like any other day,except for the Scout learning Thai thing. Really wished i coulda gone for the Amazing Race,heard it was fun. Well,heaven is unfair. I really very sian la today. At least Sean's nonsense kept me amused. Anywayz,here i wish Ray and Adeline good luck! Sincerely,from the bottom of my heart. Sorry to Jiamin for hurting her feelings. And all in all,i got a new vest. Costed $60. Nuts. Nothing much left to write. See ya around soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;S.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113180266293023013?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113180266293023013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113180266293023013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113180266293023013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113180266293023013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-very-fun-day.html' title='Not a very fun day...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113080339634066331</id><published>2005-10-31T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:03:16.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its hopeless le...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since Gladys decided to find her own happiness,i sincerely hope that she will find it. I should not ask her to be with me,she will suffer de... Cannot be soo selfish... But as i already said,no one will take your place. So dunnit worry. I am not giving up. I will still have to try,wun i? Ok,its the harsh truth i guess. I have nothing to say now... And thanks to Jocelyn for comforting me. Thanks a lot shai mei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh truth this is.&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113080339634066331?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113080339634066331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113080339634066331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113080339634066331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113080339634066331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-hopeless-le.html' title='Its hopeless le...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113063472008307304</id><published>2005-10-29T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T18:12:00.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why... I really dun want it like that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dun want me and Gladys to end up like this... Although i am sometimes sad and angry,i will get over it soon de. Everytime i see you happy,i will be happy de. You means soo much to me. If i lose you,i'd rather die... I am not very very angry when i talk to you. Just a little irritated... But its ok. I dun mind le... Neither should you. This is all my fault. I know it is. You should have told me. I really would have changed... I know you lost all your trust in me... But can you just believe me? I just want to be with you... Its really not that i dun care... Its just that i dunno how to... I dun want you to give me up... In truth,i always very happy when i talk to you de... Honestly,this is the truth... All of this comes from the bottom of heart.. I swear it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once,i am actually crying,&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113063472008307304?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113063472008307304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113063472008307304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113063472008307304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113063472008307304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-i-really-dun-want-it-like-that.html' title='Why... I really dun want it like that...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113059947590010779</id><published>2005-10-29T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T08:24:35.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so sorry Gladys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gladys,i am soo sorry for making you sad. I should be making you happy... I just wanna apologize right now for all the things i have done to you... I swear that if i ever mistreat you again,i will die on the spot... I really cannot lose you... You means a lot to me! Please dun be sad any more... It hurts me alot... Please forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113059947590010779?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113059947590010779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113059947590010779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113059947590010779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113059947590010779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-so-sorry-gladys.html' title='I am so sorry Gladys'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-113041283844111633</id><published>2005-10-27T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T04:33:58.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very long din blog le...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been a really long time since i blogged. Anywayz,my Xiiaozhu says wanna be with me forever yet dun believe in tian chang di jiu,so i must show to her got such thing. Haha.Anyway,she start new game called stress,i getting stress playing.. Haha. My new Maple account XxFinalSinxX. Gonna be a good assasin... Diao... Since Gladys wanna be with me forever, I here also must state that i wanna be with her forever de... I sincerely promise... Well,that's all folks. Until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-113041283844111633?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/113041283844111633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=113041283844111633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113041283844111633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/113041283844111633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/very-long-din-blog-le.html' title='Very long din blog le...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112938220771177018</id><published>2005-10-15T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T06:16:47.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha! I very happy! Gladys has forgiven me for my mistake... So happy... Then she said something that is the main cause of my happiness... I was like "Since you dun like me,can we be friends?" And she said "Sure.But i prefer you to be my boyfriend" I was estatic! And there,we became a couple... Anyway,i scared I will forget Gladys... To prevent that,i decided to do this. Take note of something special and write it in my blog. That will remind me! Haha! Will be seeing you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112938220771177018?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112938220771177018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112938220771177018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112938220771177018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112938220771177018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-day.html' title='A great day'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112928295646094528</id><published>2005-10-14T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T02:42:36.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy happy happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am sooo happy! I finally mustered the courage to talk to Gladys! No number of words can describe my joy! She's rather helpful, helped out in the Den... Well,sorta turned green when she sit with weiloke so close... Then go play basketball... Haha... Anyway,took the immunisation... Hand still hurts... Maple cannot play... OMG... There's still Gunz... Dunno what to say le la... Until then,see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112928295646094528?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112928295646094528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112928295646094528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112928295646094528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112928295646094528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-happy-happy.html' title='Happy happy happy!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112893930493815887</id><published>2005-10-10T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:15:04.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re:Steading with Gladys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am here on a special mission... I am gonna make a request... Gladys,will you stead with me? I am not fooling around on this. I have thought about it and i realise you are the girl suited for me... I said it...Well.. if you see this,tell me your answer straight away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i romantic? Haha&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112893930493815887?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112893930493815887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112893930493815887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112893930493815887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112893930493815887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/resteading-with-gladys.html' title='Re:Steading with Gladys'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112867216632028009</id><published>2005-10-07T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T01:02:46.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why can't I talk to her? Why? This is just sooo lame... Talking to other girls is fine but her is  sooo difficult... Should i invite her to my house to play Halo? Should i take her out on a date? I wanna ask her... I dun have the courage... A Scout has courage in all difficulties... Haiz... Yet,she is considering not liking me... Haiz... And further more... Its kinda unfair to me... She got me mad over her and she wants to stop it... Never mind... Well,its 4 more days to me and Zeken's battle... Plus Joelle and Pohshen (Auxillary)... I hope Gladys sees this... She means a lot to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo 2 in 4 more days!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112867216632028009?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112867216632028009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112867216632028009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112867216632028009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112867216632028009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='Nothing much to say...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112849969073024558</id><published>2005-10-05T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:08:10.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My love for her wun fade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gladys told me the most hurtful thing ever! She maybe wun stop liking me... Haiz... She started my deep love for her yet she is going to end it... Nothing is confirmed so i have a small ray of hope... That small ray will turn into a mighty force one day... I hope... Well, I have started playing GunZ... Gonna minimize my Maple time... Sorta... Why do i always get tongue-tied when i get near Gladys... Its not my fault i get nervous near her... This is a natural reaction for boys to girls they really like... I take a lot of courage to just talk to her... I also need to think of what to talk about... That is really bad for me... Maybe she wun like me... But i will still like her de... She's the gal made for me... So i ain't gonna give up... Wonder when i will dare to talk to her over da phone... I am so vexed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the courage to talk to her!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112849969073024558?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112849969073024558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112849969073024558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112849969073024558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112849969073024558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-love-for-her-wun-fade.html' title='My love for her wun fade...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112833459207235659</id><published>2005-10-03T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T03:16:32.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really love her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As the PSLE draws nearer,i get more and more nervous... Well I din come to say this... Gladys,although the words you say sometimes may hurt me, i dun care, i still love you... Why did we end up like this? We were meant to be together... Please give me one more chance... I will treasure it well... Well... With Joelle becoming my godsister,its pretty fun... Haha... One day,Shaoyang will form the most greatest basketball team... Any suggestions for names of the team? Haiz, Jiamin is never gonna SMS me until i win Gladys's heart... Fellow Scouting Brothers! Next year i will rise and be known as Shadow Cougar! Hehe... And i will strive to achieve the Chief Commissioner's Award! This is my dream!&lt;br /&gt;And my other dream is me marrying Gladys... Haha... Well,that's about it... Goodbye folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112833459207235659?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112833459207235659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112833459207235659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112833459207235659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112833459207235659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-really-love-her.html' title='I really love her...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112791125557590246</id><published>2005-09-28T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T05:40:55.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi to all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today me wanna say the greatest news in my life! Me and Gladys finally stead le! Woohoo! Time to open champagne... Due to PSLE cannot la... Lolx... I sooo happy! Just dropped by to say this... Well Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Gladys&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112791125557590246?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112791125557590246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112791125557590246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112791125557590246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112791125557590246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi-to-all.html' title='Hi to all!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112772980635787506</id><published>2005-09-26T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T03:16:49.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! I rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally Level 29 in Maple... Yeah! Enough about that... Gladys called me Lao gong once... That got my soaring in the skies... I was sooo happy... Haiz... Yet i cannot communicate well with her... Today wasn't so bad... I chatted with her... Kinda... There's one thing she dunno... Dun tell her but everytime someone say bad things about her i will go over and you know.. Help her... Haha... Well... I dun wanna tell her... Dun tell her ar.. Haha... See you all soon. Btw (Rockman EXE. Rocks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love her...&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112772980635787506?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112772980635787506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112772980635787506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112772980635787506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112772980635787506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeah-i-rock_26.html' title='Yeah! I rock'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112772977368749320</id><published>2005-09-26T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T03:16:21.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! I rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally Level 29 in Maple... Yeah! Enough about that... Gladys called me Lao gong once... That got my soaring in the skies... I was sooo happy... Haiz... Yet i cannot communicate well with her... Today wasn't so bad... I chatted with her... Kinda... There's one thing she dunno... Dun tell her but everytime someone say bad things about her i will go over and you know.. Help her... Haha... Well... I dun wanna tell her... Dun tell her ar.. Haha... See you all soon. Btw (Rockman EXE. Rocks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love her...&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112772977368749320?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112772977368749320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112772977368749320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112772977368749320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112772977368749320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeah-i-rock.html' title='Yeah! I rock'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112756698970514800</id><published>2005-09-24T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T06:03:09.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new level... A new responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today i got to level 28! Woohoo! Long live Maple! Today,i presume me and Gladys have reached a new level in understanding... We sorta understand each other better... Its a nice feeling... Wonder how she feels... Happy or sad or stuff like that... Well,I just want her to be happy... Then i will be happy... That's true love for me... Well... Let's talk about Maple... I got 200 Evil Eyes Tails... Haha... Kelvin became an Assasin... Congrats to him... Din do much exciting... My aunt went to hospital... Wonder how she is? Currently,nothing is as important as Glad and studies... Must work hard everyone! Good Luck in PSLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys and Maple,Most important things in my life&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112756698970514800?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112756698970514800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112756698970514800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112756698970514800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112756698970514800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-level-new-responsibility.html' title='A new level... A new responsibility'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112738615841554390</id><published>2005-09-22T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T03:49:18.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok... My life is going from bad to worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Long time din blog already... Life has been normal except that I have not been playing Halo in such a long while... I fear my skills may have disappeared... Well, that is not my main concern... Gladys doesn't want to stead with me... She thinks i am not trustworthy... I so sad when i heard that... I also feel that we dun understand each other... She doesn't even know when i am sad unless i tell her directly... Even if she knows,she also dun console me de... And i think maybe i have been pushing her to stead with me tooo much le... I must stop my insolence... The PSLE is nearing... I really hope i can do well in my exams... Then i can go into the school i want... Basketball skills deproving... Shoulda practised more... Maple is getting better and  better the more i play... I dunno why Gladys just wun say yes to  being my girlfriend... Well... I also cannot force her... I just want her to be happy... Well... And somebody blew up the toilet... Chaos everywhere but it was fun... Now i have to overcome my fear and summon courage to talk to Gladys... Wah... First time i blog sooo long... New record le... Haha..&lt;br /&gt; That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112738615841554390?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112738615841554390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112738615841554390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112738615841554390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112738615841554390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-my-life-is-going-from-bad-to-worse.html' title='Ok... My life is going from bad to worse'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112712192374503465</id><published>2005-09-19T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T02:25:23.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so happy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is rather normal these days... Well although is late i wanna wish my darling Gladys Happy Birthday!!! I am so close to winning her heart... Soon i will have a new girlfriend... I hope... All is on Gladys now.... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen In Love with you &lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112712192374503465?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112712192374503465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112712192374503465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112712192374503465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112712192374503465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-so-happy.html' title='I am so happy!!!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112694605637599962</id><published>2005-09-17T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:34:21.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!Yu juan is sick!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT THE!? YU JUAN IS SICK? Din even know until i read Gladys's blog... Well,even tho we quarrel every now and then, i sincerely hope that she will get better... After all we are classmates... Haiz...Must find the damned mosquito who bit her and kill...When Yujuan ok le, maybe i shouldn't make her angry... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Yu Juan get better soon!&lt;br /&gt;Ryousuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112694605637599962?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112694605637599962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112694605637599962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112694605637599962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112694605637599962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/omgyu-juan-is-sick.html' title='OMG!Yu juan is sick!?'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112685403558357451</id><published>2005-09-15T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:00:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna shout it out loud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really wanna shout out to the whole world! I only like Gladys! But it turns out she not sure whether she likes me or not? No one will know how heartbroken i was when she said thos faithful words... I doubt anyone out there will understand... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112685403558357451?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112685403558357451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112685403558357451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112685403558357451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112685403558357451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wanna-shout-it-out-loud.html' title='I wanna shout it out loud!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112651236018274609</id><published>2005-09-12T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T01:06:00.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven blogged in a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey! All you boys and girls....Whatever...Anyway,nothing much happening except my  "relationship" with Gladys is getting much better...I hope...Now, i dun really have any female friends...Always kena insulted or beaten... This sucks lor... Well, i still have the boys like Zeken,Shaun and Ezzuan...Thanks to those guys, i live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate girls&lt;br /&gt;Shadow Cougar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112651236018274609?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112651236018274609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112651236018274609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112651236018274609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112651236018274609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/haven-blogged-in-long-time.html' title='Haven blogged in a long time'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112557748009838142</id><published>2005-09-01T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T05:24:40.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BOOYEAH!I managed to win Gladys heart!Completely!Well,she also has won over mine...Now she call me dear i call her darling...Now me soooooo happy... No one can be happier than me...Well, i gtg le...See you all soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,love,love&lt;br /&gt;StaticBoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112557748009838142?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112557748009838142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112557748009838142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112557748009838142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112557748009838142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/09/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the Air!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112427053597579556</id><published>2005-08-17T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:22:15.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is one heck of a huge problem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a seriously BIG problem! Jiamin,help me on this one ok?For some strange and unapparent reason,Gladys keeps saying I and Peiyi compatible...I dun think so (Although PY is a nice gal and all) but why she suddenly say all this...Me dunno how to talk her round...Jiamin,you are her good friend...Help me talk to her!Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions Going Nuts!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112427053597579556?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112427053597579556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112427053597579556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112427053597579556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112427053597579556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-one-heck-of-huge-problem.html' title='This is one heck of a huge problem...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112394317871533178</id><published>2005-08-13T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T07:26:18.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games,Games and more games!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My best friends have downloaded so many games for me and themselves...Silly boys...Well,I am also having the time of my life playing...Too bad i din go with Happie Frenzie...Or izzit they din want me go..Ah never mind...Must stay happy in all cases...Had fun playing basketball todae...Took my medicine i fell asleep...Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games Galore!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112394317871533178?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112394317871533178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112394317871533178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112394317871533178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112394317871533178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/08/gamesgames-and-more-games.html' title='Games,Games and more games!!!'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112314765171906862</id><published>2005-08-04T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:27:31.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG...Fallen in love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As said in my title...I have fallen in love...or so i think...well...this girl is none other than Gladys...I also din expect myself to fall in love with her...But this has caused a serious friendship problem with Kelvin...Hai...What should i do?Jiamin...i gave you advice before!Help me please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defy Gravity!&lt;br /&gt;StaticBoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112314765171906862?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112314765171906862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112314765171906862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112314765171906862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112314765171906862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/08/omgfallen-in-love.html' title='OMG...Fallen in love...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112272813495276394</id><published>2005-07-30T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T05:55:34.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in school has been ok...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi all readers of my blog...life in school has been rather boring...not much happening...Well...except that i found out someone likes me...cool...and i wanna ask Jiamin...Who you like?Please tell me...I know i sorta treat you kinda coldly recently,dun take it to heart...But i really wanna know who you like...Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defy Gravity!&lt;br /&gt;StaticScorpion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112272813495276394?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112272813495276394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112272813495276394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112272813495276394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112272813495276394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-in-school-has-been-ok.html' title='Life in school has been ok...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112125843673509476</id><published>2005-07-13T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T05:40:36.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah..my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently,there has been some dispute within in our class...also the "fighting" of the W2 and W1 has quelled a little...but let me get straight to the point...This dispute in our class have been making some people sad...I really dun like this at all...Why can't we all just get along and all will be fine...Hope this will end soon...Wish me luck for my swimming competition coming up soon...Haiz...Got a serious prob in my love life...No one likes me...Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defy Gravity!&lt;br /&gt;Shadowstatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112125843673509476?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112125843673509476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112125843673509476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112125843673509476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112125843673509476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahmy-friends.html' title='Ah..my friends'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-112031411910744545</id><published>2005-07-02T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T07:21:59.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice to Jiamin...</title><content type='html'>Hi!This post is specially made for Jiamin...Okie...As your fren,I cannot bear to see u hurt in any way...So i have some advice to give you...Hope it helps...Take the initiative to talk to Jason...I dun think he will dun respond...He dun reply its his loss...There are other boys you can talk to...Dun scared people call you flirt...I mean like Joelle they all alwaes talking to Jason...So anywayz...Cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off ,&lt;br /&gt;StaticBoi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-112031411910744545?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/112031411910744545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=112031411910744545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112031411910744545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/112031411910744545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/07/advice-to-jiamin.html' title='Advice to Jiamin...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-111953261538054937</id><published>2005-06-23T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T06:16:55.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven blog in a long time le...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haven blogged in a long time le....Anyway...I have decided to not be a playboy anymore...I want to stick to just one girl and lurve her eternally...(exaggeration)But anyway..Enough abt that...MapleSEA rocks!Those who plae please tell me ur user and we can meet up :).So anyway,Today went to Shawn's house to do a project...But with me,Zeek and Ezzuan's goofiness,we ended up laughing like a bunch of fools :D...Then played some basketball...Stayed for dinner then went home...=D...That's abt it i guess...No more to write...Will be updating soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Defy Gravity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;StaticBoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-111953261538054937?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/111953261538054937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=111953261538054937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/111953261538054937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/111953261538054937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/06/haven-blog-in-long-time-le.html' title='Haven blog in a long time le...'/><author><name>Cougara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06744505750820302760</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-13718446.post-111892299193636011</id><published>2005-06-16T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T04:57:40.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Due to the fact that i am amazingly bored...I decided to create this blog and "dedicate" it to Naruto!!Yay!!Naruto rocks!So anyway...I am Aaron...I totally love Naruto and Basketball whereas I hate idiots who ask the obvious and irritating people...Find out more on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;StaticBoi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13718446-111892299193636011?l=darkmemories4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/feeds/111892299193636011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13718446&amp;postID=111892299193636011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/111892299193636011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13718446/posts/default/111892299193636011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darkmemories4.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-first-post.html' title='My first 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