<?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-7104162015858555784</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:23:29.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snatch.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104162015858555784.post-6545787117100404456</id><published>2010-07-03T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:08:37.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last... something something something</title><content type='html'>The whole illuminatis thing took me over for a month. Officially announcing that I don't give a rat's ass now. BIG SIGH OF A HUGE BURDEN BEING SET DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this... sudden craving to be surrounded by my childhood. Childhood not fulfilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No Playdoh. Stupid sister mixed up all the colours, became one stupid grey chunk. Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never fully appreciate movies like Toy Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surround myself with the Toy Story, Bugs Life, Lion King, Monsters Inc, whatever... these toys. never appreciate properly. Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never paint my room the theme of a GOOD Disney Movie (nowadays one are crap. EXCEPT TOY STORY 3) Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never change my sheets to Woody and Buzz Lightyear. Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never play the cooking game properly. Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never play enough catching. Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never throw enough water balloons downstairs. Unfulfilled!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Dunno how many other things not yet done. Unsatisfied lah damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I just realised, Angel names are f. cool. Gabriel, Lucifer... Darn man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this whole post is me nagging like some insecure person who always looks on the positive side of life. I'll look on the positive side now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOKE UP ALIVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-6545787117100404456?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6545787117100404456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-something-something-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6545787117100404456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6545787117100404456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-something-something-something.html' title='The Last... something something something'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-6278253366887801720</id><published>2010-05-26T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:07:55.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC?</title><content type='html'>Wish the decisions I make will take me places. good places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-6278253366887801720?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6278253366887801720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/jc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6278253366887801720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6278253366887801720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/jc.html' title='JC?'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-4043999850215900246</id><published>2010-05-16T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:34:09.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth a shot.</title><content type='html'>Hey friend, this is gonna be my first indirect behind the mask cause-i-don't-dare-to-do-it-in-real-life kinda post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be real direct here. To everyone I have ever stopped being friends before, in general, its either cause I've too many issues with you being kept silent, that if I were to shoot it all out, I KNOW that you wouldn't listen/walk off/hate me. So if I come to a conclusion that it REALLY IS better off going seperate ways, then let it be, cause when I have a hunch about these kinda things, and I don't create the distance, you're really gonna feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it started off quite well, personal now. I helped you out of a damn sticky situation, remember? In my room, and you KNEW you would be in deep shit, but I helped you. Our friendship grew closer with our next mass outing, brothers we were. Near brothers, but as we got closer, you might have become a lil' more comfortable, and therefore shown out some of your personality. Your immovable mind refused to even fidget when the situation required a little flexibility or giving in. I tolerated it, kept it in, maybe it was just a period, so I continued standing by you, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As your inflexibilty become more and more obvious, I couldn't shut an eye to it anymore, tried indirect, then direct ways to tell you. No, denial denial denial. You say... hmm oh yea... but a minute later and poof, there you go, doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to a point I had no more strength to continue on this constant unhappiness, I tried the slow distancing, occassionally being friendly, but otherwise keeping a distance. you should just let the distance grow. Don't fill the hole with water and crocodiles just to spite me. Someday it'll be better, but I swear to god, you make it worse now, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not make this post to insult you, but you have a reason to know :) Don't take this in the negative way. who knows, maybe down the road, we'll start going crazy over raining (desired stuff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-4043999850215900246?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4043999850215900246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/worth-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4043999850215900246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4043999850215900246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/worth-shot.html' title='Worth a shot.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5535236100974318654</id><published>2010-05-10T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:47:47.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smiles Of A Sponge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jia Cheng and Jareb are the people I so dearly miss hanging out with, hard to come by friends :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY I AM MISSING SO MANY PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;answer: cause my eyes are opened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't tell me before that eyes closed then walk here and bang there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gonna upload some damn old photo's, then off to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcIuY9dUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/fjwpMPFXdn0/s1600/CIMG2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcIuY9dUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/fjwpMPFXdn0/s320/CIMG2197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469652683658720578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcIa9xtEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/WzvSr8hLCoo/s1600/CIMG2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcIa9xtEI/AAAAAAAAAZs/WzvSr8hLCoo/s320/CIMG2201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469652678444430402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcH49zt6I/AAAAAAAAAZk/7VZHXH8ouFo/s1600/CIMG1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcHFb2AiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/UwHKYTTLBjc/s320/CIMG1732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469652655485092386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gbA5VCwQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/n_q81W6FZEM/s1600/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gbA5VCwQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/n_q81W6FZEM/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469651449644499202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gbAOtYtpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/DkCmd1DYEm0/s1600/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gbAOtYtpI/AAAAAAAAAZE/DkCmd1DYEm0/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469651438203877010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-ga_15bSAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gzq4H7rxemw/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-ga_15bSAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gzq4H7rxemw/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469651431543490562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-ga_ZWRAMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WPgTax8I0tg/s1600/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-ga_ZWRAMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WPgTax8I0tg/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469651423879823554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-ga-yasxbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/khEWSpRdE44/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-ga-yasxbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/khEWSpRdE44/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469651413429437874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NIGHTS EVERYONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5535236100974318654?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5535236100974318654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/smiles-of-sponge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5535236100974318654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5535236100974318654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/smiles-of-sponge.html' title='The Smiles Of A Sponge'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJALsGhfvNo/S-gcIuY9dUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/fjwpMPFXdn0/s72-c/CIMG2197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7104162015858555784.post-1374751526812209980</id><published>2010-05-09T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:38:16.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punch me in the face!</title><content type='html'>WTH? JUST REALISED I BLOG DAMN HAPPILY LAST TIME... EVERYTHING SEEMED INTERESTING.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1374751526812209980?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1374751526812209980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/punch-me-in-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1374751526812209980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1374751526812209980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/punch-me-in-face.html' title='Punch me in the face!'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-6671009798877943401</id><published>2010-05-08T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:22:08.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dao Dai ;  Rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"We laughed and joked around like siao. And thanks to SC (: He's like the joker in our class. Its like, the class paying attention to the teacher while me &amp;amp; him will keep laughing at there like siao until people turn around and look at us, especially me x_x Can laugh until peng la, cramps &amp;amp; chestpain also. He's face just look funny already:x"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;SC tried to mimic her voice but in the end he gave up and use his normal voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I'm going back school tomorrow ^^. SC said alot of people miss me:x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anyway, confessing isn't that tough after all. &amp;amp; I'm proud that I did it, together with SC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;SeahCheng:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;SC asked me 2 questions before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Who am I closest to in class?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I said you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Who do I quarrel with most in class?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The answer is the same, you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But me &amp;amp; SC were doing the paper ourselves, he almost finished the paper already(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;I left two more page&lt;/span&gt;s,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Waiting for SC &amp;amp; others to end school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Next year I won't be alone ba(?).&lt;br /&gt;Seah Cheng's and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'courier new';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Guess who said that. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I so fucking miss the times when we used to share everything. lost a friend... should have known this was coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7104162015858555784-6671009798877943401?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6671009798877943401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/dao-dai-rewind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6671009798877943401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6671009798877943401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/dao-dai-rewind.html' title='Dao Dai ; 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I know the colour clashes, but heck, its what I like.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna do this for myself, so bear with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Things I Crave For: (dunno why i keep posting these kinda posts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get back with old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get back with zane, we were once like brothers. not to him, but to me. its gone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have the old friends i used to have, the ones who used to be unable to backstab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get back with rachel, so much distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get back with jc and jareb, i'm a sudden stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to stop being a hypocrite, what happened? I used to make fun of hypocrites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to apologise to people about so many things. why the fuck did i do those things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to apologise to abigail and crystal and xuanjun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to apologise to andy for somehow abandoning you. Wish we were in Perth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to apologise to kenneth for the many hurtful things i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;to stop having so much awkwardness. there was actually a period of time i had so much spunk, i would be prepared to do a backflip just to say hi to people and make them smile. now i'm just too lazy to lift up my hand and say hi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to treat today as my last day, live each moment like my last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to stop thinking that im so way above people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to think that NO ONE is inferior to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;when will the time come when we cried out of happiness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;when we still said 'i don't friend you ah'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;when we never had any fakeness between us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;when we used to enjoy every single moment of our friendship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;when we quarreled on the rules of the game, and not on the persons attitude&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;i still remember every little detail and memory, is it me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;why is it that,... i HAVE to remember these kind of things. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;it gives me joy, yet breaks my heart knowing that i'll never be able to see it again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we never properly knew what anger was, so we couldn't get angry for long&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we never even knew the word backstab, so we never would have done it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we used the word fake for pokemon cards, not people's expression&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we wouldn't text other people while out with our friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;friends came first. they were the ones who stood behind you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;now you're just behind, gotta catch up. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;you don't keep up to speed with them, that's it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;fashion, phones, being good-looking, being cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;when we wished the days would never end when we were together,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;but when we went home, we quickly went to sleep to get the day over with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we always asked 'you okay? I wanna do sth to help ya ;)'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we would create our own language and laugh about it,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we would try making secret handshakes but always gave up in the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;we would eventually fight, but pretend nothing happened.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we backstab, live in masquerades, everyday is a different mask,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we see someone in pain? 'better not go near him, later lose face'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just go out, hang out, alright go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we go out, there's always a format and structure to follow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet, be late, use an eternity to decide where to eat and people just stand around texting others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when one person finally decides, we agree grumpily and drag our feet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we eat the food. silence falls upon all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we're done, we're suppose to talk about someone we hate to create common ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventually we would hate more people, or we could end up laughing over a childish thing, (the thing i long for.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once we're done, we get up, and walk aimlessly and talk about things that make us seem cool, has no meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once we're done, we set off the the'outing' place. some people no longer have the mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they start texting and appear very uninterested. this affects everyone's mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nobody bothers to ask, but only 1 or 2 do. their heads get bitten off, and the moody one wants more attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they go home, blog about the negatives, sleep, and repeat the cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every small action that has a little negatives in it, everyone would pick it up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hold on to it, and twist and turn it into an act of utmost violation and cruelty (backstabbing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do admit, that i have fallen victim to some of those things I said, but not the major ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much of those things fit you? Maybe its time to revert to our oldselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why do you think I still like to play catching.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7798513208187335989?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7798513208187335989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7798513208187335989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7798513208187335989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-life.html' title='The old life.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-4688694269548434575</id><published>2010-03-07T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:41:17.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Try Me Now.</title><content type='html'>What's with people who still play the family game? Grow up -.-... Lest your still 12 then, okay well, kinda normal. But at... 16... hmm.. erm, well, uh huh, yeap - nod head-,... oh, and i forgot. righttttttt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went through quite an episode yesterday. The fact that I've been trying to change who I am till I no longer AM anyone, really... takes the life out of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Mr Heng, I gotta be glam more, so strike out my drama personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Mrs Kang, same as Mr Heng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For so many people, my arrogance. (Although I agree on this, but there are so many fucking things I have to remember)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest all comes from my personal friends, but I won't say it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying their the bad guy, I really love all of them alot. But I made it MY choice to keep editing, deleting, adding to my personality just to fit in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and JiaCheng Jareb Selina Haikel and Clara, I'm sorry for distancing myself away from you guys. I have no right to. Can't work out how to balance time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-4688694269548434575?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4688694269548434575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-try-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4688694269548434575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4688694269548434575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-try-me-now.html' title='Just Try Me Now.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-2640163506474702028</id><published>2010-02-28T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:24:24.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Dick In The Sky</title><content type='html'>Your heart ruptured from separation is my source of, happiness :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Common test week, over. Finally. It was... nothing? I'm serious. NO ONE was in the common test mood. but still I'm crossing my fingers and hoping for the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had high jump, 4I and 4H had a competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all down to Brandon, Jian Wei, and Haikel. I further injured my leg -.- Right foot still throbbing with pain, left knee's tissue suffering terrible achingness and stings. Still I ran. What the hypeness from PE lesson can do to you, i just found out. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had SL planning. People who are gonna go for this camp, you're gonna experience the best camp ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to find a word to replace freaking, in my vocabulary.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-2640163506474702028?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2640163506474702028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-dick-in-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2640163506474702028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2640163506474702028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-dick-in-sky.html' title='The Great Dick In The Sky'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-694248303343700118</id><published>2010-02-18T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:15:59.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irrelevant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;If you notice, in movies and even in life, all the ugly guys get the good girls. What's happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" True love, is when a guy replies a girl's message while he's playing DOTA."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       - The Internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-694248303343700118?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/694248303343700118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/02/irrelevant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/694248303343700118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/694248303343700118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/02/irrelevant.html' title='Irrelevant.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7557539262744337923</id><published>2010-02-12T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:19:53.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Was, Who I Am.</title><content type='html'>I don't think anyone will miss me when I'm gone. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still dunno how to keep my fucking mouth shut. &lt;div&gt;Sorry to all SL's for thinking I had the right to say all those fucking things on the first night. I have no right to ... do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just me and only me against the world now I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even dare to look up and say hi to anyone, except my group of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My one line biography: Obnoxious : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;highly objectionable or offensive,annoying or objectionable due to being a showoff or attracting undue attention to oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Lewis for not,... understanding you. Erm, if you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Abigail, XuanJun and Crystal for you know what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Richardson for saying you had no life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Meng Yue for teasing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Jiayi for being arrogant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Rachel Goo, for being obnoxious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Andy, Kei Lin, Jareb,  and... basically the whole L&amp;amp;C for losing my temper easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Debbie, Dorothy, Alvira for being annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry KeiLin, Clara for not accepting who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Diyannah for moving my table away always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Weiyang for losing my cool sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Haikel for not listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Ms Nithiya, Mdm Saha for not listening to your advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Mum, I've not been a good son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Dad, I haven't seen you enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for not balancing friends and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Mr Heng, I'm a disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Andy for suddenly leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Yong Yong for making fun of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry JiaCheng for being so lame and awkward sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Koh Siong for making fun of your test results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Ernest, for making fun of your hair that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Hanan for being a loudmouth, insensitive fucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Irfan for putting you down so harshly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm.. I don't think I can go on. but to the general, sorry I keep losing my temper, and keep thinking I'm oh-so-high up there. Its just... I've not really been accepted when I was in P6, and, I erm.. I don't know what it was like to have friends, or what really are friends, until I came into secondary school. Meaning, I didn't know how to act, what to do, when to shut up, when to speak, how to React, how to control my emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep thinking that flouting my emotions all over the place, plus ego, would get me attention. I love attention. I was totally deprived of attention when I was young. But that doesn't mean its my excuse to be an attention seeker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if any of these made sense to you but... this has really been a heartfelt post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think the definition of obnoxious is really what describes me. Agreed?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7557539262744337923?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7557539262744337923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-i-was-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7557539262744337923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7557539262744337923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-i-was-who-i-am.html' title='Who I Was, Who I Am.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-226096084729662395</id><published>2010-01-08T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:17:22.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Hiatus</title><content type='html'>I'm back like after, a long time. Things that have happened so far&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orientation, 1 Boomz was the name of my class, I can't fucking believe they actually chose boomz. I'm so proud of them :) It was my suggestion too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like dunno how many praises are suddenly heard from people, I'm starting to feel like damn good about myself now, I think I'm getting back my previous confidence. Much more self esteem now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have sung nearly every fucking song, is there no new material that sounds nice... Btw, sudden fetish for party songs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My love life is now, 'Le Poof!" which is to say, I don't have one, so come get me bitches! Nah I'm kidding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's it what more you want from me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com reformatted, so cool and fast now. EVERYONE, USE GOOGLE CHROME, IT'LL ROCK YOUR LIFE. My screen looks damn big now. My old url used to have some meaning to it, now it has a total different meaning, which involves a darker sinister twist that will contort and change the very face of the world. Wow that sounds like something from Sherlock Holmes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH BY THE FUCKING WAY, GO FUCKING WATCH AVATAR, SERIOUSLY, IF YOU HAVEN'T DON'T BOTHER TALKING TO ME. ITS FREAKING AWESOME, YOU HAVE NOT LIVED IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have good looking friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-226096084729662395?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/226096084729662395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-of-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/226096084729662395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/226096084729662395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-of-hiatus.html' title='End of Hiatus'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5874553021732543286</id><published>2009-11-25T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:02:04.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Clear Up</title><content type='html'>YOU, THE, GUY. You know, the one that feels nothing but pity for a fool like me. Yes you. I am here to declare defeat. You win, white flag and all. So, I think that's it... yeah that's it. HAHA THAT WAS POINTLESS =.-... Alright bye. Good luck, you lucky bastard. I seriously mean you're a lucky bastard. Bastard as in the not the scolding typ- ah... you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Grow up =.-.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5874553021732543286?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5874553021732543286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/clear-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5874553021732543286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5874553021732543286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/clear-up.html' title='A Clear Up'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5307860718693046883</id><published>2009-11-21T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:27:18.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>Hey all, I'm going off to Angkor Wat, in Cambodia. Its gonna rock, I'm gonna bring back gifts, and I'm gonna super miss alot of everyone :) bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, confirmed. I've given up. Feel WAAAAAY better. Can't believe I was holding on to nothing -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5307860718693046883?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5307860718693046883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5307860718693046883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5307860718693046883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7880518540319595181</id><published>2009-11-20T20:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:55:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Done.</title><content type='html'>Given up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7880518540319595181?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7880518540319595181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7880518540319595181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7880518540319595181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m Done.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5093259958986499601</id><published>2009-11-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:26:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>I take back my post.. my previous one. Things changed today. I realise it always runs the same way. Blog about a problem, it'll solve SUPER QUICK. And I have no freaking idea why. Thanks Seeyin Marion Lena and ... Oh ya no more. Thanks... Your appreciate words I really. Rearrange it. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5093259958986499601?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5093259958986499601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5093259958986499601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5093259958986499601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-6648341090130972350</id><published>2009-11-16T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:17:18.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Typical Post</title><content type='html'>Oh, I lost two friends, as in, we still hang out but I think they don't want to, deep down. Maybe they're finally getting sick of me, as expected, as all would be. Ah heck, they don't even visit my blog in the first place, how on earth would they know. Too lazy to visit it, not worth their time obviously. Their distancing themselves, and I try to get closer, only to have them be pushed further away. Soon, I expect we won't even say hi. Ha, how fucking pathetic. And to think we were the best of friends in March. What a load of fucking bullcrap is that. Now its all just scrap. There's nothing left. They have their own people now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-6648341090130972350?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6648341090130972350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-typical-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6648341090130972350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6648341090130972350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-typical-post.html' title='Another Typical Post'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8239790486558281618</id><published>2009-11-15T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:49:43.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Away</title><content type='html'>Hey, sorry need to rant about this. I've just been viewing my last time chat logs with my crush, which till today, hasn't worn off. In fact, it freaking grew stronger. Which makes me distance myself more. Anyway, smiled at how chatty we were last time, how, when she had to go out for her lessons, she said 'wanna sms?' and my heart lept. We chatted on sms, can still remember. We had about 167 messages in a month. Little, but enough for me. I locked them all, and I deleted the rest in order to make space for her messages. and then came the day I found out about her and her boyf. Hurt. Deleted her messages to force myself to move on. Instead, ha.. look where I've landed myself now. And now, because I found out, I can no longer bring myself to face her, or talk to her. And because of that, we're barely talking anymore. She doesn't know any of these... that's the best part. Once again there's no turning back, every step away from her I take makes my longing grow stronger. (wth where's all these english coming from -.-,... oh wait, its the song I'm listening to. Walk Away - Blue. Sorry felt the need to recommend something) Anyway, I totally dedicated my whole love life to her, and now its totally in her hands, but she doesnt know it. How I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; she and him would just... fall apart. How I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; me and her can maybe just revert back to who we were before, friends that smsed and chatted with each other. How I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; me and her would one day get together. How I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish, &lt;/span&gt;every single day, that I might just stand a chance. Nope, not one for me. How I wish i'll stop being so selfish... How I wish I can move on. Yet I can't. Is this obsession or an infatuation. I'm too young for love yet, so I gotta rule it out. I don't even know her well, how can I like her so, damn, much. Everynight I think of her. This, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, the solutions. I surround myself with the people I love to fill that gaping hole. People like KeiLin who has stood by me all these times, people like Haikel and Clara who offer my a an escape from reality. People like JiaCheng, Jareb, and Selina who bring me smiles. My beloved CCA which I totally think they FREAKING ROCK, people like lena, gina, veron, junman, hanying, marion, yongyong, debbie, alvira, wilson, jannah, dorothy, vanessa, and.. I can't think of anymore, I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... there's my rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8239790486558281618?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8239790486558281618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/walk-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8239790486558281618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8239790486558281618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/walk-away.html' title='Walk Away'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7236535085355668407</id><published>2009-11-02T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:55:11.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Of Me</title><content type='html'>Recently life is having its ups and downs. One, I can't figure my bestfriend out :(... BUT, will still remain my bestfriend. Today had Sec 3 Orienteering Course, it was cool. 2 things, I HATE being '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suaned&lt;/span&gt;', can't fucking take it. Second, I'm like so damn happy cause I finally am able to to talk to someone who I havent been talking to for like a freaking few months. GOOD HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haikel understands me in craploads you cant imagine. He's somehow my rival (NOT IN LOVE BITHCES), idol, friend, brother, and temporary slave. Hope its the same from his perspective, specially temporary slave. You have no idea how temporary my temporary is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself, once again.. Thought I found it. Everyone's either used to my humour so it ain't funny no more, or I just lost my self-esteem. Suckssssssss.... Went for dragon boating on Sunday,  effinly enjoyable. Catching a dead fish, flinging a cockroach and paddling and splashing dirty water to your friends never occured to me as a thought of FUN. What the hell, make use of whatcha got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7236535085355668407?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7236535085355668407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/death-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7236535085355668407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7236535085355668407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/11/death-of-me.html' title='Death Of Me'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3346244375610582293</id><published>2009-10-25T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:19:47.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Uprising</title><content type='html'>Hi noobs. I'm damn sad now, cause I just lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT, LET ME ELABORATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my self esteem... Okay I got alotta self esteem for alotta different things, and I lost one of the most important ones, which is the one which makes me funny, sociable, dramatic, the MAIN part of myself. I haven't even made a person laugh properly since like JUNE, after some FUCKING idiot did sth to drastically lower my self esteem. Keilin knows. Keilin knows everything :) OKay so anyway, now I'm constantly appearing tired, I cant laugh properly, cant joke, cant give any joy to friends ANYMORE. Even if I do its not as much, hate it. Don't hate myself, just hate... er, IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to add up to this, the person like I super super am STILL NOT OVER WITH (suppose to be 5 months ago that I got over her) is still unaware that I am like, totally in loke (like + love) with her. I have become what I always hate to be, TYPICAL. Typical teenager in love, heartbroken yadah yadah usual story. Not interesting, boring life. Spice it up, cheng.... Alright, shall just have to wait till the feelings fade. I think Its like way, better I don't tell her how I feel lest something happens to our already SO SMALL friendship. &lt;--- HAHA broken english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, WHY DOES MY BLOG HAVE NO FREAKING SPAMMERS. I mean I don't know why people spam and all but... once a while? please? OK WAIT, BEFORE YOU GO TO THE TAGBOARD TO SPAM, please write in full length &lt;s&gt;compositio&lt;/s&gt; paragraphs, and not one word by one word, save space for other spammers. Be considerate bitches! And also, when you spam, you must mention at least 2 bad points of me, clearly stating why and supporting your answer with evidence, as the examiner, I wouldn't know shit. (Have no idea what it means, but it sounds cool so I put it there to impress people, hoping they'll go : WOW, CHENG KNOWS SLANG,  I LOOK UP TO HIM. Haha typical blogger's wish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's bout it in my life. Now, short notes. or points rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auredy's posts are making me freaking smile.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know the other SC in my tagboard was &lt;s&gt;Sardine&lt;/s&gt; Chester, so I thought, ya you know. How embarassing...&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna change my blog font.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still downloading Assassins Creed for my laptop. XBOX360 malfunctioning for dunno what reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday going Jareb house with Klin, Kel, Clare, and the other Cheng. It's boring life now. We're all doing different things, no one's doing anything together. We are slowly rotting ourselves away. Science centre anyone? HEY THAT'S AN IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3346244375610582293?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3346244375610582293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/10/uprising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3346244375610582293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3346244375610582293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/10/uprising.html' title='The Uprising'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3335160773956854110</id><published>2009-10-16T09:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:00:05.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSP: Play at Seahcheng's Place</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over. We can all now take step 1 of freedom to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been constantly exhausting my psp's battery in order to play Monster Hunter 2ndG with Jareb, JiaCheng and Haikel. voice getting a little hoarse, cause we're all shouting orders to each other. Example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;RUN DODGE RUN RUN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iTS GONNA SHOOT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HEAL YOU IDIOT, HEAL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHY THE HELL YOU DIE =.-... WALAO BITCH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OI OI, AREA 6 AREA 6, WAIT NO HAHA SORRY, TURN BACK, AREA 5 AREA 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OI, WHO HAS MAX POTION, I NEED I NEED AH NVM... DIED...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BREAK THE HEAD, OKOK DONE, NOW WING WING WING! WING LAH BITCHES, NOT FOOT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAIKEL STOP FLIRTING WITH THE BULLFANGO AND GET HERE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HAHA OKAY NOW JIACHENG CATCHER, OH WAIT, JAREB GOT CAUGHT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok you get the point, the fun-ness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new dog, its a Husky. Really cute. Girl (DON'T SAY ANYTHING, YICHIN!), p.s, Yichin prefers guy dogs... Racist... Kidding. Anyway, dog's name is Sasha, nice right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for the long hiatus. I just wanted to keep you all annoyed, and keep stalkers from coming. And to Audrey, WOOO! That's all i can say haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya Noobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3335160773956854110?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3335160773956854110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/10/psp-play-at-seahchengs-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3335160773956854110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3335160773956854110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/10/psp-play-at-seahchengs-place.html' title='PSP: Play at Seahcheng&apos;s Place'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5924388230603153504</id><published>2009-10-03T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:08:05.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't Met You Yet</title><content type='html'>You know what I don't get... Some of the times, when you just go to a blog, there's always these 3 out of 10 bloggers who like to type those kind of ... how to say, secret message posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Further Explanation:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they wanna shoot or target a person, they tend to like, say WHATEVER they wanna say about that person, but just refusing to say the name. And readers firstly go, "Shit, is it me?" Then, they go, " Who the hell is this person".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it can go two ways, one, they get free attention. Next day in school, WHO'S THE PERSON?, and then, the bitching begins. 2, the reader just gets thoroughly annoyed. I'm not saying this whole thing is wrong or anything, but THINK OF A DIFFERENT WAY MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Farewell Assembly was a success. After endless nights of sacrificed revision, talking on the phone for desperate revision, and the constant nagging at the back of my head saying "gonn1a fail gonna fail", I realise, that... to make it through the EOY, I must believe in myself. Crucial yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright bye bitches! This is random, HI CHESTER! Bye Audrey. By the way, I totally love the car; Audi. I want the... A8 or sth like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5924388230603153504?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5924388230603153504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-met-you-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5924388230603153504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5924388230603153504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-met-you-yet.html' title='Haven&apos;t Met You Yet'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5289070302742120381</id><published>2009-09-27T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:08:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woap woap woap...</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday was certainly a blast. Gang came over to my sanctuary home and started partying like nuts. Mr Heng must be so green in the face right now. All went home at like 10 +, BOOYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, just short notes to people. Don't wanna talk about those stupid big heroic things they do, just the small minor things that make me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi Clara, thank you for saying hello and good mornin, your basic manners make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ssup Klin, I totally am dependant on your idiocy to survive. But all the while, you've been helping alot. Thanks for the filing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Haikel. Thanks for consuming my food at my house, haha. That'll be 5 dollars. Cough up. &gt;:).... (evil smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiq, need I say more ... Just be yourself, and people will totally suffocate you with their love and armpit smells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and IRFAN, DON'T LET PEOPLE TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOUR SUPERB ANGER-MANAGEMENT SKILLS AND NICE...NESS.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch. I love bitches. bitches are sexy. Life is sexy. Sexy is slutty. Slutty is a woman. A woman is one who can listen to your problems. Life rocks. Good, if you insult me, I'll throw life at you, you'll suffer a bruise :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read sth cool, wanna share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Long ago, Humans had two heads, four arms, legs, and... you get it. Then, God decided it'd be better to split the Human in half. So our souls would be condemned to search for their missing half. I've found my half.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Guys, I'm missing a part from my face. It all comes down to ONE POINT, I've found you, just cant find the right direction to stick it back..&lt;/span&gt;&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/7104162015858555784-5289070302742120381?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5289070302742120381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-yesterday-was-certainly-blast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5289070302742120381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5289070302742120381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-yesterday-was-certainly-blast.html' title='woap woap woap...'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-4204250121102045400</id><published>2009-09-23T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:18:26.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm....Sleep.</title><content type='html'>Was sent to work at Mandrin Oriental yesterday. All I can say is, people in the working life have tolerating feet and are able to stand for long hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole thing was dragged, so returned home at 2AM. SLEPT AT 3AM =.-... Whole day my battery life was blinking. Thanks Mr Heng for allowing 'something' in In-Touch today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE COMMENT MY BLOGSKIN? CAUSE i FREAKING LOVE MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't make it align to the left though... bummer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music in the background's kinda cool to me :) alright toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-4204250121102045400?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4204250121102045400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/mmmsleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4204250121102045400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4204250121102045400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/mmmsleep.html' title='Mmm....Sleep.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3393865484229858536</id><published>2009-09-20T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:10:53.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bam..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=133663137&amp;amp;width=1337"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=133663137&amp;amp;width=1337" height="319" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/133663137/"&gt;jerkwad.&lt;/a&gt; by *&lt;a class="u" href="http://vanheist.deviantart.com/"&gt;VanHeist&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;ART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3393865484229858536?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3393865484229858536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/bam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3393865484229858536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3393865484229858536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/bam.html' title='Bam..'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-243421368033987170</id><published>2009-09-19T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:04:34.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open, Close</title><content type='html'>You know what I want, and its kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can just activate or make SIMPLE stuff happen with my mind. Like, blogging per say.&lt;br /&gt;These is one day I would like to happen: (P.s, its all in thoughts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop, switch yourself on really quickly (laptop turns on and is ready in 5 seconds)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop, go to the internet, blogger, and summarise my day (IT HAPPENS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogger, say some really nice quotes that will make people think I'm a really cool person online (IT HAPPENS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laptop, delete the part where I said people would think I'm cool. (doesn't happen, laptop wants the truth)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok, I'm freaking kidding but you get a rough idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna change blogskin, perhaps a simple blogger template, still thinking of new url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, EVERYONE, GO LISTEN TO OPEN UP YOUR EYES - CHRIS DAUGHTRY. BLOWS YOUR MIND BITCHES! alright, will blog more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-243421368033987170?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/243421368033987170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/open-close.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/243421368033987170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/243421368033987170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/open-close.html' title='Open, Close'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-2815550830089441174</id><published>2009-09-12T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:32:12.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Live.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Shall concentrate on one topic only. My Birthday Party. Freaking fun. Thought it would be a total fail -.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, after the movie with 3H and I, went to my house.&lt;br /&gt;People there : Klin, Clare, Haikel, Syafiq, Weilun, Edsmond, Abigail, Xuanjun, Crystal, Andy, Selina, Jarald, Yuanjie, Jeffrey, Yangyi,Weiyang, Seah Cheng and Sean Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like... omg, where to start. &lt;br /&gt;Watched Mall Cop, freaking funny. (you're gonna see alot of freaking) and halfway through the show, Clara Haikel and Klin showed me the present they bought for me. A DAMN NICE BLUE SHIRT WITH A RUBICS CUBE WITH PHOTOS ALL WITH HAPPY MEMORIES. OMGOMGOMG, AND AND AND THE DARK CHOCOLATE FERRORO ROCHE. TOTALLY WTF. NICE MAN. Then later went down for really pure pure catching. You CANNOT imagine the amount of fun we had, though Fiq suffered a cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after nearly getting caught, went upstairs, back to my house, and started some fun games... Guys you know... totally fun. Even if I put here people who didn't go can't understand anyway, its a game of complex skill of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway, after that some had to go home. Weilun, Edsmond, Andy, Syafiq and Weiyang stayed over. Walked around walked around, got bored, did some crazy stuff, got scared, really scared, went home, SLEPT AT 5 AM =.- HAHA. Woke up at 1, Klin Clara came over. Played captain ball parkour catching game. Damn fun. Everyone went home, but weiyang klin clare and haikel (he came l8r) stayed and we went out for dinner, ate dinner. Went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, is what you call a LIFE. WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, everyone, sorry for being so grumpy and strict but its hard to be the host of the party, the pressure. You just don't want anything to go wrong so you constantly get strict and grumpy and everything... sorry. But hope you all had a great time. P.S, Crystal did something cool in her blog, thanks. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-2815550830089441174?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2815550830089441174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2815550830089441174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2815550830089441174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-live.html' title='To Live.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-4389607239750719808</id><published>2009-09-09T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:36:03.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIGENJOOP</title><content type='html'>Just read Chester's blog, its so freaking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, entry proper. Guess what, this year is the best birthday day of the year in the day of a year this year. L&amp;amp;C totally shocked me when Ms Nithiya came in and &lt;s&gt;threw the whole cake into my face, so accurate!&lt;/s&gt; with a cake and everyone sang happy birthday. And the gave me a really cool card. Was so touched, nearly cried, but I didn't drink enough water that day. AHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last night, or rather exactly today, like dunno how many super people sms me RIGHT ON THE DOT happy birthday. Last year like never happen. AND YOU KNOW WHO SMSED ME AT 3AM WHICH TOTALLY WOKE ME UP? NON OTHER THAN IDIOT WEIYANG. but still thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the whole l&amp;amp;c, I love every single person who wished me happy birthday, I love those people who hugged me a happy birthday even more, it goes to show you don't really care if I did take a shower or not! kidding.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and what else... today FA was totally absorbed in cutting papers.. Its honestly fun. Produced superior quality work with help of sensitive fingernail guy (Leon) and Irfan and Keryn marking it. WE WORKED FASTER BWAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks those who gave me something on my birthday, thanks Emma for that wallet/coin wallet/card holding thing. I used all 3 haha. Thanks L&amp;amp;C for the cake and card! Thanks everyone for making this the best day in my life. Thank you. Wish there was another word for thank. If there was, I would call it, er... Haigenjoop. HAIGENJOOP EVERYONE. I got high while posting this post =.-.... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wanna repeat again, GO TO CHESTER'S BLOG. ITS LIKE EFFIN FUNNY. TAG THAT IDIOT. WHO HAS THE SAME INITIALS AS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarveen Chester - SC&lt;br /&gt;Seah Cheng - SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, by law, we two are the only people in the whole school allowed into the SC room but NOOOOOO, they have to let STUDENT COUNCILOURS IN . Okay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIGENJOOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-4389607239750719808?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4389607239750719808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/haigenjoop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4389607239750719808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4389607239750719808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/haigenjoop.html' title='HAIGENJOOP'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5633445755345042280</id><published>2009-09-07T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:51:28.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg are there any other sites besides blogger. &lt;br /&gt;This site totally sucks. Always has problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... anyway, BWAHAHAHAHAHA WATCH THIS VIDEO. Get a steady chair, you might fall of it. And make sure your floor is clean, or you'll roll on it. song's nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABqh9N-Mw5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ABqh9N-Mw5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, changing url soon, just thinking of what to change it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And er... past few days have parkour with Andy and Lun, had Klin come over to my place to do work, celebrated ZEKE'S BIRTHDAY. HAVEN'T SEEN HIM IN HALF A YEAR. And err... trying to get over my crush. So... good luck cheng :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nice song by one Republic. Mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Just found out about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWFxW9-9HSg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XWFxW9-9HSg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye yall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5633445755345042280?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5633445755345042280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-are-there-any-other-sites-besides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5633445755345042280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5633445755345042280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-are-there-any-other-sites-besides.html' title=''/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8960226020699181128</id><published>2009-09-05T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:34:45.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Points</title><content type='html'>This is for me to refer to, cause I'm just to lazy to refer to my schedule notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have homework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have E Maths try it, A and E maths online assesment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Must do the assesment, to avoid ass getting kicked when school reopens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set new tuition date with tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish up english, finish up bio (undone questions)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think of solutions to improve life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Execute solutions to improve life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Self reflect&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T4W1 new seating arrangement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also in the same week, Sl meeting on friday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays are gone, stolen by school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday, I have... nothing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday, Hotel Mandarin something something training session&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get black shoes, black pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember to cut hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday, some lessons, will find out from Keilin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday same as Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oh wait maybe its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday, I have cca from 11.30 to 1.30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to celebrate birthday although chances are low due to a wasted holiday. Oops wait, there's no holiday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish up Chinese letter writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Self reflect on bad ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think about how good my life is now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ignore the people who are sticky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love the people who are loved.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practise wing chun everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that I suck at wing chun and don't practise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practise anyway for the sake of practising.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Train for six pack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie date on friday. With Keith. hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you managed to read till this point, you will know that there were some funny parts in there, and that you totally rock.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you read this, you're an idiot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HA, YOU ARE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bye. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8960226020699181128?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8960226020699181128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/points.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8960226020699181128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8960226020699181128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/09/points.html' title='Points'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1700304073280830247</id><published>2009-08-29T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:43:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donnie Yen</title><content type='html'>Look at the freaking power and intensity of his anger, especially the German Suplex.&lt;br /&gt;P.S, people who find fight scenes a bore, don't watch it, and get lost. You can find a map in the subway, or you can ask directions from me, but it'll cost ya about 60 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIxPrRTEKMo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LIxPrRTEKMo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the damn video, I know I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1700304073280830247?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1700304073280830247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/donnie-yen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1700304073280830247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1700304073280830247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/donnie-yen.html' title='Donnie Yen'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3671003637386935931</id><published>2009-08-27T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:35:25.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appre -shi -ate</title><content type='html'>Right now I only have like 4 people I can truly count on. And all these people hanged out with me today at -blanks- house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I really really am starting to get conscious of the fact that I am virtually, and realistically totally alone in the school without them. Even a simple matter of, lining outside the class, no one freaking even stands next to me. In fact, if they could, they would TOTALLY AVOID THE CHANCE if they could. See what my drama and loudness has got me into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to gain special attention by saying I'm hated and all alone, I'm just saying I'm damn lucky to have 4 friends to really count on when I'm in deep waters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I wanna say now is, I sometimes tend to take these friends for granted, and, ... I just want to apologise, DON'T YOU SING THAT SONG THAT I KNOW YOU WANNA SING, but I wanna apologise cause I know its NOT TOO LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well, had lots of laughs today, and yesterday. And guess what, I'm totally over my crush. Guess that's what happens if you start drinking beer. Okay I didn't but it took me truckload of effort to get over her. I'm over you. (Chris Daughtry song, go listen to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye you idiots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, sorry Richardson. You do have a life. It's me who LACKS IT. Treasure your graph drawing friends. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3671003637386935931?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3671003637386935931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/appre-shi-ate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3671003637386935931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3671003637386935931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/appre-shi-ate.html' title='Appre -shi -ate'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-2181761757630296215</id><published>2009-08-24T18:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:05:23.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can you please just hurt me in some way, so I can force myself to give you up. Its freaking eating me alive.&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/7104162015858555784-2181761757630296215?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2181761757630296215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2181761757630296215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2181761757630296215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-it-up.html' title='Give it up.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-2626348706945211703</id><published>2009-08-23T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:06:24.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie to Me.</title><content type='html'>Well this is convenient. Can't breathe, can't talk properly, can't shake my head without getting pains. First time in the year I've fallen sick. And alot of other people are getting it too. Teachers included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can tell you something though, if you got a fever, start doing push - ups. 5 of em', and your blocked nose will magically disappear. It so freaking rocks cause this way, I have no excuse not to do em'! Been freaking lazy for a year already godamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied hard for previous tests. I actually studied. Most of the time I just go through what's already in my head. Yikes, no wonder I've been failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, last night was fun and scary. 2 Idiots stayed over at my place. It was raining cows and sheeps my god, and the lightning was simply, loud. As in, honestly, it felt like the whole building shook or something. I totally admire the power of thunder and lightning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh plus, I just made my life in westwood easier. Person who received my sorry message, you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye mooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-2626348706945211703?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2626348706945211703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/lie-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2626348706945211703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2626348706945211703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/lie-to-me.html' title='Lie to Me.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5231770298810410285</id><published>2009-08-19T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:37:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Switch it.</title><content type='html'>Got scolded today by Mrs Kang, and... by far, out of all the teachers, it was COOOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way her eyes just pierce into your soul and rip out ... something. Just makes you feel fearful yet, hmm, yeah guess I was kinda wrong that kinda feeling. Omg, freaking love it. The only bad thing now is I'm in her bad books. Dangggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like Kung Fu Panda when he was being beaten up during his training huh? The way he embraced the pain. Now, I embrace the stare. Mrs Kang is cool, my god. Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to house to study. Clara Klin and Kel came. Had a hard but enjoyable time teaching lump(Clare) physics.  We exchanged watches =.-... Great, now I look all girly. Nvm, my manly body makes up for it I guess. ( I AM TOTALLY JOKING :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in school with Weiyang and Leslie spicing things up is great, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love life, hahaha don't mention it. No progress, I'm still stuck. It's been 6 freaking months godamnit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, shout out to Jelin, if you're reading this, I saw your encouraging messages and I just wanna say you totally rock and thank you for your motivation to make me go on in life and not get stuck or anything. Hope to see you on Friday. HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo's guitar theme is driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, no goodbyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5231770298810410285?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5231770298810410285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/switch-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5231770298810410285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5231770298810410285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/switch-it.html' title='Switch it.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5236562120322560762</id><published>2009-08-16T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:42:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3,2,1 Boom.</title><content type='html'>Right now I should and am studying for E Maths test tomorrow. Bearings is a stupid chapter -.-&lt;br /&gt;Right now am crazy over Funhouse - Pink.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm wondering why the hell I'm still pondering over the damn hope that I still stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm pissed I keep repeating the same thing over and over, my crush life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Right now not pissed anymore cause I'm singing Funhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Right now,... yikes, she's attatched, so get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm over it. I guess, AHAHA =.- No one recommended me any songs, you suckers ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Gonna start studying. Good Luck for common tests people. Don't get higher marks than me, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Alison :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5236562120322560762?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5236562120322560762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/321-boom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5236562120322560762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5236562120322560762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/321-boom.html' title='3,2,1 Boom.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5690278002131788022</id><published>2009-08-10T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:16:42.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meant to Live</title><content type='html'>Does anyone have a song to recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone also have a song which has this meaning, or any of these meanings?&lt;br /&gt;-You wanna let the girl you like know you like her&lt;br /&gt;-You already know the girl has someone else, but you're still hanging on hopelessly.&lt;br /&gt;-You're like two people at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A rock song that get's you suddenly pumped up ( I got one to recommend to you guys, Switchfoot - Meant to Live. Only the starting freaking rocks.)&lt;br /&gt;-A song that get's you pumped up.&lt;br /&gt;-A song that really TESTS YOUR VOCALS. (I need this, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, on the real business. So far in life, let's see. Saturday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haikel and gang came over, plus Andy, did parkour, napping in my room in aircon, going crazy over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Weilun came over, then comes the fun part. Started burning things we found near the garbage dump. Guess what we found? A big wooden box, and newspaper. &lt;br /&gt;Made trails of Zippo, lighter fluid, on the ground, forming words and all. The ground was freaking on fire! NICE!Made a freaking camp fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we found a liquor bottle, champagne I think, at the garbage dump, it was FRIGGIN AWESOME. You can imagine the explosion. No shards or anything though, so, good. No scarring of faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna let you know, you know. But I can't. URGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd be the stupid cheesy guy stuck in infatuations. HAHAHAHA, haha... ahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5690278002131788022?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5690278002131788022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/meant-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5690278002131788022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5690278002131788022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/meant-to-live.html' title='Meant to Live'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7681906121302916957</id><published>2009-08-06T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:19:47.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Raging War of Peace.</title><content type='html'>Wassup yo. Favourite entrance greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cracking knukles and fingers now, thinking of what to type about. Let's start with Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my long sideburns... will see you soon :'(. Went to Parkour downstairs, my house the parkour area, with Weilun, childhood friend yet idiot at same time. Burned many things in a broken glass bottle, found a fire extinguisher at the dump, whacked it till it opened up, played, then, proceeded to parkour in the night. Fun shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday... forgot, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday,... I dunno. I just remembred in between one of these 2 days I did something which I am SO EMBARRASSED OF =.-.. Go read Abigail's blog if you wanna know what it was. It has sumthin to do with a paper,... or summat like that. Her blog's in my links. (I'm advertisin for you, I better get some sort of pay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... Sucked. Went back to school to accompany kukmalu and Heeky home, but, in the end got scolded and had to rush of to my mom's birthday party which I only got informed like 2 hours before. Turned out pretty well though. Life is a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, nah, don't wanna talk about it. I became all sensitive again. Stupid, depressed self, get out man... You ain't welcome (me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night-o's. And just wanna give a shout out to everyone. Love your family, their the only one's you got against the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7681906121302916957?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7681906121302916957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/raging-war-of-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7681906121302916957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7681906121302916957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/08/raging-war-of-peace.html' title='A Raging War of Peace.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3662055548215877006</id><published>2009-07-30T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:59:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amplifiers....</title><content type='html'>Om freaking G. Blogger is back! With the colour text and word size and wingdings etc.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go by point form in what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to school. Sang 'Wo Bu Pei - Jay Chou' with Dad in car today. We were rocking the world... Yeah baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to school, went to assemble, went to class, free period with relief teacher.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to P.E, screamed my lungs out. Charged back and forth between soccer and captain's ball. Showed Shuyun how to climb the wall. Apparently, I was unknowingly mocking her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abigail pulled me ear(bleed or not, not sure), Keilin shouted at me, Xuanjun stepped on my foot, Allan punched me in the stomach, Krystal charged me down to get the ball. This was all I had to go through during captain's ball... I will get you guys one day. Mark me damn words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then lessons, lessons. Chemistry put me into the studying mood. Was good, cause next lesson was chinese so I was studying. There's a damn test tmr. OH I HAVE CCA TMR =.- &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recess, then Lit. Was paying attention. Thank you :) muaahahhaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then another free period, then A Maths test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then went to show Keryn where all the frogs and toads lived at in the school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then went my house watch TV with paika and kukumalu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's my day folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to more serious matters. I have come to the conclusion, that... I prefer not to blow up matters. Makes the world a simpler place. Oh Leslie, teach me your ways of the simple. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s, Dad gave me some new amplifiers. They're rockin my room as we speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3662055548215877006?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3662055548215877006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/amplifiers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3662055548215877006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3662055548215877006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/amplifiers.html' title='Amplifiers....'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-2709991437647451608</id><published>2009-07-26T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:07:23.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Inside.</title><content type='html'>Edit: this post took me an hour to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna listen to a whole bunch of songs, and immediately type out lines from those songs that I feel, describe my feelings, life, or I just simply find them cool, haha. Seriously, try to read most of them, specially the one from Blue - Walk Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;The White Tie Affair - the Way Down.&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You that actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;Pay no attention, better to shut out the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems won't disappear, problems will interfere, and I don't think we'll survive, a fall from up so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be the way down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;Blue - Walk Away (Fav song)&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this masquerade, finally over?&lt;br /&gt;Can we put down, the roles that we've played, so many times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really? the final curtain? End of the play...&lt;br /&gt;Once again I walkaway, there's no turning back this time baby.&lt;br /&gt;With every step I leave you behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Determined this time you'll be sorry. (my regretful personality)&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me, you know that I'd stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Daughtry - It's Not Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's all misunderstood...&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll try to do it &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; this time around.&lt;br /&gt;It's Not Over.&lt;br /&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;It's Not Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken all I can take, and I cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;Being strong, pullin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had loads of hysterical laughter at You-Know-Who's house. Then I went over to the Potter's to return his invisibility cloak. Bout time I returned it. Meeting Ron next week for a round of Quiditch, and I think I'll go over to the Library with Hermione tomorrow. Alright gotta go, Voldermort's getting abit cranky and want to use his com. He and his muggle obsession =.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya Dumbledore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I just finished reading Harry Potter, and I'm still in my own world. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-2709991437647451608?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2709991437647451608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2709991437647451608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2709991437647451608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-frenzy.html' title='Broken Inside.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8936038952353601876</id><published>2009-07-19T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:07:36.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing the door.</title><content type='html'>I so totally wish I weren't myself. Then I wouldn't be so... BIG FAT SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared up some doubts with friend who lives in tree, remember to stock up nuts for the winter.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, everyone reading this, I really wish I can get rid of my over - dramatic side, and my other f- annoying qualities which I know alot of people oh-so-hate, including me, but it is so hard. Wanna know how hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 1:&lt;br /&gt;Constantly prevent myself from trying to make people happy, or trying to destroy awkward moments. Its always better to SIT AT THE BACK and shut your mouth. That way no one will point the finger at you if you screw up the cheering up part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 2:&lt;br /&gt;Don't give a damn when no one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 3:&lt;br /&gt;Don't over react or try to do funny things since it just irritates people who don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those, are my idiotic problems, mainly the part the really tries to make sure every single second everyone has a smile on their face, but of course, we're TEENAGERS, we're all supposed to feel like the world is gonna crumble, SO PUT ON YOUR SAD FACES PEOPLE, ITS TIME FOR MISERY =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing to add that ticks me off. I just went to some typical teenager's blog, you know what they wrote in the profile... Such a laugh, for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wrote: I'm a bitch/attitude problem/ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say. People whom I've irritated, sorry. I'll walk out of your life from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shut up, simple. And my life will improve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8936038952353601876?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8936038952353601876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/closing-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8936038952353601876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8936038952353601876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/closing-door.html' title='Closing the door.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3353826543748108107</id><published>2009-07-13T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:21:55.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm... not afraid.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow jogging with usual gang, Kryst XJ Clean and Abi. Guess what guys? You are going to EAT MY DUST! I'm gonna run that fast. We're kinda hoping JieXin would somehow be able to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's chinese. We're all gonna die ... whee. Haven't completed damn review. Its a complete contraption. Hate it. HATE!!! Wish I had a dog, then I could give the teachers my chewed up pieces of homework and blame it on the dog. I'd so love him after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog's were mans' best friend for a reason :) muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was uber fun. Sat at hole and ate NasiLemak (i love the rice), and talked about... talking. Haha, just random topics randomly from everyone's mouth. Wasn't it a JOY!? It was biatch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3353826543748108107?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3353826543748108107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-im-not-afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3353826543748108107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3353826543748108107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-im-not-afraid.html' title='And I&apos;m... not afraid.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3047442801366390650</id><published>2009-07-09T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:01:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, get outta my face.</title><content type='html'>i fucking hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nice start. Choose not to brag on why I said that, but still, I soooo fucking hate myself. Sorry to the ones I hurt. I'm just that fucked up. I'll try to change. I'm getting sick of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure suicide has passed by my mind so many times, but why be so rash. Its a dumb choice anyway, seems kinda fun though. Wonder what everyone will react like if I suicide. Wonder what the Afterworld's like. I'll find out when I grow old I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a typical teenager, a small little problem and it seems like the end of the world to me. Its only the beginning. Ha =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't this post just a bundle of joy.  Fuck you, Seah Cheng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3047442801366390650?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3047442801366390650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah-get-outta-my-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3047442801366390650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3047442801366390650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah-get-outta-my-face.html' title='Ah, get outta my face.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1558640571134687865</id><published>2009-07-08T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:39:50.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreaker</title><content type='html'>Suddenly in love with Michael Jackson's songs again. Its really sad though... He dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just freaking listen to this song, the beat is so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qw3p6u-5Zug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qw3p6u-5Zug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ shall live on forever in our hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning,.... usual. Someone harassed me for her present.... Jeez take a break, its just a souvenier. From perth, perthhh perthhhh perthhhh (echo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lessons were alright, big fat scolding from Mr. Heng. Such a kick in the butt in the morning like... seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went on to Biology, looked at cells again. They bore me. I know their in my body and everything but they bore me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, Chinese, bleah. Maths... was alright.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recess, I saved on spending by eating off KeiLin and Krystal's food. I'm such a good friend, helping them to diet.  I'm so full of myself hahaha. Shut up Cheng!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, yaya lessons you get the point.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CCA was fun. Freaking, it was like, getting ready to do a scene that will be shown on TV in front of millions of eyes. In case you dunno, my CCA's Drama. YA YA STOP LAUGHING, you get aircon and that's what I'm all for. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's it. Satisfied now? You people who have been harping on my blog to blog about my life. HERE IT IS! TAKE IT! okay kidding, joking, pulling your leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye mooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1558640571134687865?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1558640571134687865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/heartbreaker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1558640571134687865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1558640571134687865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/heartbreaker.html' title='Heartbreaker'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7087791407035077172</id><published>2009-07-06T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:18:50.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peril</title><content type='html'>Guess I'll update my blog. Been a long time huh? [pat's blogger's head] Missed you buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blogging is like... so mundaneee. Kay, my life. Usual, boring homeworks that suck out your lifeforce. But, seemed to have gone out alot, have friends come over alot, no H1N1 thank god.... Did much parkouring &lt;s&gt;and spanking of the butt&lt;/s&gt;. haha ignore the canceled stuff, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially no crush on anyone now. Ladies, come and get me (wtf so arrogant hahaha, I am speaking to myself yes.) Nah I'm joking. I mean, MEN, COME AND GET ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing... so random. I'm easily sian-afied, ticked off, frustrated nowadays, must be my PMS. Screw you singaporean, woops, I'm a singaporeans. I love you america.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my prestigious world. I don't even know what prestigious means. I just used it cause it sounds profound and I wanna sound smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hope you guys had a weird but wonderful time reading that post of utter nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, okay I'm fine alright, just... Haven't blogged in a long time so I guess I'd just do something&lt;br /&gt;stupid. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight privates. At ease soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Btw, to my faithful tagger of the blog; Yichin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you for keeping my blog alive. You will live a long age. Toodles and many shaking of the hand. =P bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7087791407035077172?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7087791407035077172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/peril.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7087791407035077172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7087791407035077172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/07/peril.html' title='Peril'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7356712875316886906</id><published>2009-06-01T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:27:34.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>no more crush. wanna break down every wall i see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7356712875316886906?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7356712875316886906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7356712875316886906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7356712875316886906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1744824827107041089</id><published>2009-05-31T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:15:39.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond in the Rough</title><content type='html'>Alright, you guys know I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy Story, &lt;/span&gt;and you know what? TOY STORY 3'S COMING OUT!&lt;br /&gt;CHILDHOOD MEMORIES! It really gives me that warm fuzzy feeling... Really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the teaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXJEDUainX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXJEDUainX4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it in HD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I was watching Britain's got talent. 2 Amazing things for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun Smith :  Ain't No Sunshine. [best voice I personally ever heard]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAfuBgPtHRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAfuBgPtHRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73 year old breakdancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, apparently there's no video that allows embedding damn it. So just &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENMOk6fjxQ0"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;click here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow something special is happening! YAY! And, I also got SL meeting tomorrow, and FA meeting clashing along with it =.-... Everything's clashing. Urgh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, time for some shut eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1744824827107041089?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1744824827107041089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/diamond-in-rough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1744824827107041089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1744824827107041089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/diamond-in-rough.html' title='Diamond in the Rough'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7786433543524682884</id><published>2009-05-28T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:29:18.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>New skin babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized my blogskin was... getting effin boring, so just asked yichin where to find nice ones, and guess what, blogskins.com =.-...&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I forgot about this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wanted to change a few days, and finally did it. Pretty happy with the end result. I just took codes from about... what, 10 over blogs? Remix of everything. Photo from Deviantart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Abigail and Clara were the first two see my blogskin. PRIVILLEGED! Actually suppose to have others but don't wanna disturb them, or they're just not online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7786433543524682884?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7786433543524682884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresh-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7786433543524682884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7786433543524682884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3495348818928549733</id><published>2009-05-24T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:01:49.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy night.</title><content type='html'>My luck's been up and down. Look's like now it looking up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my wallet, a few days ago. East Coast Park outing. But then, I found it again, at their lost and found corner. I wanna thank the people who put it at the lost and found counter, freaking thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went running with Andy Jiayi and Abigail today. Saw Nadia and Jiexin there. Cheeseng and ImANoob(XunQiang) were there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very refreshing, a run. After so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish my friends would last till the end of time! Hope they stick till adulthood. Come on, we gotta find a sticky glue to hold us all together, adulthood is gonna really tear us apart. Brace yourselves! So random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yichin wanted to help me make a blogskin, so good huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must thank her also. But, as you see, blogskin still the same. Will change sooner or later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3495348818928549733?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3495348818928549733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3495348818928549733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3495348818928549733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-night.html' title='Rainy night.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-6591484061019498610</id><published>2009-05-20T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:13:40.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Belong.</title><content type='html'>The MYE's a finally damn over. Xuanjun announced it over the mike after our bio's exam. How enthusiastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out to ECP to cycle with Big7+ChinLeng+Huijia. Obviously it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how the whole trip went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me and Andy reach at the correct MEETING TIME, plus minus 5 minutes, which was 12.30, planned to kidnap Xuanjun down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone was waiting for a certain SOTONG to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That SOTONG in the mrt, was grabbing the metal pole at the top, showing off her height to me. And yes! That SOTONG, is none other than, Yongyong =.-.... But still the overall after the whole thing was damn funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, made Jiayi laugh all the way, (how can you say that girl likes me! omg... look like you know who lah seriouslyyy.....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reached the place and walked there, Krystal said to us when we were on the bus :' If we're on the wrong bus how?!" I would kill her then... Kick her down the bus,.... heh heh heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Immediately rented the bikes, and as usual, started swaying left to right making Huijia and Xuanjun SCREAAAAM for their lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinleng cycle like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wu gui.&lt;/span&gt; Heh heh... chinese. Okay I was kidding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andy was... scaring me. But I was brave nonetheless! Fought with him while on the bicycle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Krystal fell... and her butt and calves had a white hot sensation, and she kept talking about it. You can't expect a shiok feeling what! You fell at a speed of 6m/s!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ended at the... end. HAHA. Stopped there and take pictures. Abigail was our camera man(yes, man)! Took lots of pictures, dumb funny poses. My hair look so unglam after all that damn cycling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH BY THE WAY, WE ALL TOOK PICTURES OF US JUMPING IN THE AIR DOING BUDDHA POSE! SO COOL! WILL UPLOAD SOON!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then went MacDonalds, Andy Kryst and Xuanjun went home first, left me and the rest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the beach. Everyone cept Chinleng was washing their feet in the water. Came back with sand all over their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinleng was smart, as... the sand was very annoying. Took pictures of all o' us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, one more thing to add, I accidently called abigail abi, and it was damn weird, and she said don't do it, so I called her DINAH! its pronounced as DIN (dinner's din) and NAH!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that sent my maid off to the airport! I shall never forget you!&lt;br /&gt;When the first time you came here, with your dictionary which translates to english.&lt;br /&gt;You were so hardworking, everything you did was full of your passion, no complaint.&lt;br /&gt;After these 6 years, not even ONE word of complaint, you just tolerated us and smiled after it blew over.&lt;br /&gt;Joked with me, helped me choose my clothes before I went out.&lt;br /&gt;Took care of all of us, helped us do many favours which I have yet to return.&lt;br /&gt;I hereby wish I could repent on all the bad things I have done to you before, and honestly wished I could take it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 6 years have been great, but now you're gone. Will miss you alot. You have been a really big part of this family. Thank you! :'). Crying but smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I didn't really cry, but my heart is growing tear glands now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, take a moment to pause and watch this video, for all violin lovers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsQYmyzmKi4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsQYmyzmKi4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-6591484061019498610?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6591484061019498610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/myes-finally-damn-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6591484061019498610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6591484061019498610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/myes-finally-damn-over.html' title='To Belong.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3927131998789438228</id><published>2009-05-13T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:52:31.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disenchanted</title><content type='html'>I'm really scared that like... right now in my life, I think I'm doing something good for the right reasons, but in the moment of truth, it all comes down to tell me that... I was doing all the wrong things for the wrong reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nowadays, I'm so full of myself. I should thinking more for my friends, my family, especially my family. Argh, hate it. So self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of today's exams for me was the Physics paper. I'm pretty satisfied with my answers, confident I can get a distinction. Please, make it come true. I checked through the answers like freaking thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, something happened, which caused... well, my plans for the day to be... destroyed. But its okay now. So, was hanging around in JP, and suddenly Abigail called and in an hour's time, we were all soon in my house watchin a movie with Clara Haikel SAX-C and Chinleng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was, Dan in real life. Funny yet touching show, as Xuanjun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, everyone complained it was boring, so, we all went home. Clara and Haikel went off first.&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied the rest home. Chinleng, heed my advice okay, learn to change!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song I'm crazy over now is in my title, by Chemical Romance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3927131998789438228?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3927131998789438228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/disenchanted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3927131998789438228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3927131998789438228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/disenchanted.html' title='Disenchanted'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8249581988091577089</id><published>2009-05-09T21:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:43:04.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Today;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today whole day went out to study with Heeky and gang, and like... you know, I actually concentrated? Woots! Abigail refused my gracious offer to come study with us, wanna study ALONE! ANTI - SOCIAL! kidding,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was fun, while it lasted. I still need to study more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jiayi, Yes yes, I'll return you on tuesday, I promise! Cross my heart, and hope that my Crush will like me back, heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Past&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and and and, I was reading Jiayi's older posts last time, her appreciations post, and, I remembered the good times. Like how she and the others tricked me into drinking the spicy soup at our Steamboat outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how I said she was competitive during Literature lesson while playing a game. And how we crapped and talked at Yelaoshi's, and the Class Chalet, and the two times I piggybacked her. Omg... good times. On to read other blogs, meaning this post ain't finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I dunno what title to put here, but the title always looks cool. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so dumb, I can't believe I deleted my previous blog, now my appreciations post is also gone... NOOOOOOO! that means, I gotta do another one by this year. Hais... Oh well, better start training finger muscles now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, going on to read the rest. And I realised nearly all my paragraphs like to start with the letter A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Okay, told you I'd be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Abigail's blog. it seems she's really my damn true friend. Gave her one whole compo on MSN, so, I don't need to blog about it, ahhaha. Suddenly start to appreciate so many friends... why. Am I dying soon... OMG PLEASE NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do, guys, tell my crush I loved her. HAHA, BUT FOR NOW, I'M ALIVE, SO SHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8249581988091577089?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8249581988091577089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8249581988091577089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8249581988091577089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-of-it.html' title='The most of it'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5151093911942863946</id><published>2009-05-08T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:19:46.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2days ago|Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KFC after school with Clara, Haikel, Keilin, WITH, Yichin, jasmine and weiyun.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;First time go out with 6 people at once, after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there, for about, an hour and a half, chatting, laughing, making dumb jokes, throwing napkin - aeroplanes here and there. Wish it can happen more frequently, I needa destress from all this exam crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday|Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Chinleng and SAX-C after school. Like omg, go out with Chinleng freaking rocks. Its just so godamn fun. And hey, guess what happened that day. I lost my file. And got it back from the lost and found about 5 hours after I lost it. Freaking luck! Like seriously! Who get's this kinda luck man! Lady luck, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today|Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;After school waited till about... 4 plus for usual group of fellow idiots (I'M KIDDING). In the meantime, was playing around with Jialin Germane TzeHearn and HuiCheang at the back of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Then.... they went home at 3, I stayed till 4. Luckily the kind souls (Jiayi, Sour-looking Squirrel HAHA, Jiexin, Kenneth, Keilin, Huijia, and Haikel )  inside the class came out to accompany me and talk. Then soon more and more came and then!, IT WAS ONE OF THE FUN-EST CHATTING SESSION EVER. So random. Every 2 minutes, there's a new topic! WOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that almost everyday I'm going out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money money fly away, come again EVERDAY PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mdm Saha also told us about irony. About how, example, you see your dream girl, and you're like, omg, she's the one! Then from behind her comes her boyfriend and you're like.... right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shite, what if that happens to me. And yes to the person in front of me, I know you can read my mindddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and last thing. Hiatus. Pause. Returning after exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5151093911942863946?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5151093911942863946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5151093911942863946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5151093911942863946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1418235908733827680</id><published>2009-04-29T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:01:29.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubberneckin</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna do tons of things after the whole exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the holidays, I'll finally be able to work on my six pack (that's right you idiots, my six pack), train up my golf skills, able to go JOGGING IN THE MORNING. Alone though, if I jog with companions, I won't talk. Unless you can bear with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out with friends, spend a bunch of my savings, cry when I got no money. Try to talk to my crush more often, I'm so damn timid when I talk to her... URGH. Why why, just get so tongue tied. Just hope when I talk to her, I don't make her feel uncomfortable or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever I am worrying about (here I go ranting about my life again) whether when I talk to her, she would think something like, : 'Oh shit, here he goes again'. But then in the end I know its not happening, but then, quoted from Clara, its all in my sick head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how how? p.s, Xuanjun, your damn request is fulfilled. I still owe you 4.20, pull hair man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1418235908733827680?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1418235908733827680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/rubberneckin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1418235908733827680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1418235908733827680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/rubberneckin.html' title='Rubberneckin'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-755330561090003285</id><published>2009-04-25T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:36:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snatch.</title><content type='html'>Its been long since I updated. But since its late, I'll just say, I've changed my blog url. Yeah, don't ask em what it means. I just watched a movie and got inspired =D.Okay, gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s to Yichin: If I get A Cups, you get no Chinchillas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-755330561090003285?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/755330561090003285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/snatch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/755330561090003285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/755330561090003285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/snatch.html' title='Snatch.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3450086094518618515</id><published>2009-04-22T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:58:08.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Frenzy</title><content type='html'>Today, had the first start of the Paper 1 languages. All I can say for chinese is, I AM SO DARN HAPPY. Confident for once, that I will pass. After we finished Chinese, went up to 3G to chat with Clara and Haikel. Keilin was stalking me, so she came along (I'm damn kidding, don't kill me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; woots&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after English paper, went to my Auntie's house to cut my hair, she's a barber. So all my haircuts are usually free. Was buying Ice - cream on the way and then out of nowhere Yichin just popped out. Then, walked to the MamaShop, which was directly below my Aunt's house. Yichin, Clara and Keilin also bought their dunno what, and I bought,.... one more Ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A HOT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I SAW HONG HONG, XUANJUN'S LITTLE BROTHER! HE STILL CALLS ME ZHENG ZHENG! Omg I effin wanna pinch his damn cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to cut hair, followed by going to my house, study for the damn Physics Test tomorrow, watch Lion King 3, then went home. Kay, that's my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3450086094518618515?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3450086094518618515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/exam-frenzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3450086094518618515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3450086094518618515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/exam-frenzy.html' title='Exam Frenzy'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1535931687890790710</id><published>2009-04-21T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:38:34.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh Shite</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, someone help me, whenever I see my crush I get so FREAKING tongue tied. All that comes out of my mouth is err, ahh, hmm, ehh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see her and my heart goes BOOM BOOM instead of poom poom. And then, my cheeks get freaking red, and then, I feel like, I wanna say something but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;OH COME ON..... Sucha chicken, seahcheng, man up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1535931687890790710?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1535931687890790710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-shite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1535931687890790710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1535931687890790710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-shite.html' title='Argh Shite'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8486077361827545820</id><published>2009-04-20T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:22:21.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, now... I just realized that, all the people I fell for, all 3, not gonna say who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all ended up in tragic endings. Never returned my feelings, ignoring me, or... I dunno, just tragic. But you know what's the weird thing? They all end up as my important, important bestfriends =.-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, that's all I gotta say. Wish I could tell the future, but at the same time, I don't wanna. I just wanna know if it'll ALL END WELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8486077361827545820?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8486077361827545820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-for-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8486077361827545820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8486077361827545820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-for-yesterday.html' title='Waiting for Yesterday'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5725336903550982025</id><published>2009-04-19T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:23:34.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>Haikel and all came to my house today, watched the show 300, and small parts of the Incredible Hulk. Then proceeded to studying Bio with KeiLin. She completely doesn't know how to draw the diagram of a heart... what a total boon lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later went to my room, and, Clara and Haikel went onto my bed. Then, started talking about my crush. Oh my god, I freaking miss my crush. Give you guys a clue. I last saw her on FRIDAY. Haha, stupid clue ain't it. Oh ya, Friday was boring, as my friend would say (I'm protecting your privacy man), suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that's about it. Oh and today, we went to get the spectacles for Clara, and the guy who was tending to us, said Clara and I looked like brothers and sisters. I'm like, I wish man, I wish. Wow, if she can replace my sis, you'd see me smiling everyday.&lt;br /&gt;(Except I'd be having bruises and injuries all day. Okay kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Feeling so empty without.....&lt;br /&gt;Guess you guys can figure out what's the next word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7104162015858555784-5725336903550982025?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5725336903550982025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5725336903550982025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5725336903550982025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8131664428944428279</id><published>2009-04-16T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:30:05.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongue Tied. Literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday|2 days ago;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jurong Point with Haikel and gang, and SAX-C. Had to talk to both sides, so there was plenty of splitting here and there. Then came the kiddy part, we actually played heart attack in public. I won 3 times in a row. HA! BOON LAY! ya'll don't get what's boon lay? Spell it backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yal Noob; Boon Lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday|Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School school, then, A maths lesson. Aw man, this was hella fun. All the craps here and there. Too much jokes, can't remember them. Then after school went to PESA, and 3G went too. Sat next to Clara Haikel Weiyun and Yichin. So damn fun, and I was like, half sneaking **** into our *****. Guys, I'm sure you know what we were doing, but can't say it in the blog. Might get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while going back, in the bus, me and Haikel were singing the old classics. HAHAHAHA. Pkemon song, You raised me up, I believe I can fly. Hakuna Matata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Valerina and Diyannah did so effin well today in PESA! Good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, goonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8131664428944428279?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8131664428944428279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/tongue-tied-literally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8131664428944428279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8131664428944428279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/tongue-tied-literally.html' title='Tongue Tied. Literally.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5157195060902492885</id><published>2009-04-12T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:02:35.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Exam period closing in.  Returning on... I dunno know, probably the ending of may? Around June-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today went with SL group to Chinese Garden to settle SL stuff, sec two's, prepare for death =P. Then after that... sort of... you know got carried away and...went to... Science Centre =.-... I'm such a slacker ain't I!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Germane left at 5.10 ++, but nevertheless, we continued having fun. But difficult though, no one to poke and irritate, MUAHAHAHA. Clara injured me millions of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. And Yichin (yes, this is counted as a tag reply :P), I know you haven't tan your upper arms and face, so I'm gonna beat you to it. ANYONE, SENTOSA? (please, I'm really on my knees. Oh wait... damn its exam. After exam, then... ANYONE? SENTOSA?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5157195060902492885?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5157195060902492885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5157195060902492885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5157195060902492885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8895858730791660649</id><published>2009-04-12T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:26:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch my Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my SL group over on Friday to plan our stuffs. Then we slacked and sooner or later, we were resting our lazy asses on my sofa; couch potatoes. Watchin Ice Age, ordered pizza, ate the pizza, then went out with Dad for Dinner. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, was playing golf. Rained halfway, dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this MORNING, IT WAS SO FUNNY =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watchin a Thai horror film, ghost island or something, and my maid was watching halfway and then went back to cooking and, so on so forth. So later, I got bored, and was browsing through other shows, she didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My maid goes back to the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Me: hais... so boring.&lt;br /&gt;Maid: you just don't understand the scariness.&lt;br /&gt;Me:(aft 5 mintues silence) OH MY GOD! (was browsing through channels)&lt;br /&gt;Maid:(runs out) WHAT WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Me: They still have Finding Nemo!&lt;br /&gt;Maid: CHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8895858730791660649?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8895858730791660649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/catch-my-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8895858730791660649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8895858730791660649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/catch-my-breath.html' title='Catch my Breath'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7995163283373455195</id><published>2009-04-08T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:21:04.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're gonna make it</title><content type='html'>Was talking to Super 8 Shit (her msn nick), and then she told me this, which made me laugh OUT LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super 8 Shit says:&lt;br /&gt;that time I wanted to talk wiv a guy. So I waited and waited and he finally 'hey-ed' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn lucky. I freaking wanna go out. HELLO?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7995163283373455195?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7995163283373455195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-gonna-make-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7995163283373455195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7995163283373455195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-gonna-make-it.html' title='We&apos;re gonna make it'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3138598333174065665</id><published>2009-04-07T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:09:13.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get me out.</title><content type='html'>Aww man, my daily life sucks... Here, lemme show it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study for tests.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do CIP, washing cars till 6. Leaving me tired, but still gotta head home and finish my dumb work, and study.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyday, tests.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese, I can gurantee ya'll a fail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afraid my dang secret will get out, and then my life will be upside down, again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And last but not least, freaking friendship problems, although I solved 2 already, like finally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I read other people's blogs,... How come they get to go out? Especially to places like.... argh don't wanna say. I wanna do those kind of stupid lame girls stuff, which guys usually hate, like shopping, I don't care man, I just wanna get out. Or just travel somewhere far far away and hang out with friends, like the damn SENTOSA =.-... Abigail's birthday day was so, fun there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get out, people, get me out. Oh wait... there's an obstacle. What's that? The stupid hectic schedule. urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bang head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;bang head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bang head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's it. Now gotta do Stu-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3138598333174065665?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3138598333174065665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-me-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3138598333174065665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3138598333174065665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-me-out.html' title='Get me out.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8740928875802863064</id><published>2009-04-06T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:24:54.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instead of going under</title><content type='html'>Today was very ... (insert feeling when you think that the heavens are playing around with your feelings) I became 'emo' so many damn times today! And you know what? They all lasted less than 30 minutes. All 3 of them. How dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature was fun today, karaoke lessons. I sang for like, 45 minutes straight. God damn fun. Rachel halfway ask me to donate 2 bucks. My dear wallet (I shall name him Wallace), Wallace cried. He said, no, don't give away my babies! Okay kidding, I'm not that heartless to not donate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rachel! My reply to your tag (specially in this post lehhh, good right), its cause we both have GREAT TASTE IN MUSIC! Remember Sec 2, the man who can't be moved? Both listened to it in class, so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about a certain&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; something&lt;/span&gt; to happen, although I know it won't ever happen. ;'( So sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to homework. Bye mooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8740928875802863064?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8740928875802863064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/instead-of-going-under.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8740928875802863064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8740928875802863064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/instead-of-going-under.html' title='Instead of going under'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-8587477864006535572</id><published>2009-04-04T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:05:16.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All at once</title><content type='html'>Kay nowadays, everything's so time constrained. Trying to fit outings here and there, at the same time having to catch up with my personal life. Okay anyway, had workshop for leadership stuff today. It was, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; fun. Seriously, like oh my gosh... 4 hours felt like 30 minutes. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now one outing I really want, is to go to celebrate Andy's SUPER belated birthday, like when's it gonna happen?!?! All our schedules are all taken up. Especially that dumb CME fund raising thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a thought just came across my mind, ANYONE WANNA GO TO SENTOSA? I WANNA TAN! Zane Zeke Elena Val? Or... Big7 ( I lazy to say out all the 7 names)? Like hurry, I really, badly, wanna tan myself. I'm looking like some china guy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I don't know WHO THE HELL those anonymous taggers are, but they are really getting on my nerves. If you're someone I know and I find out some time later, I'm gonna go, chei. But, if you're someone I really dunno then... Can't do anything anyway. Just gets on my nerves. And what the hell is up with the wound man =.-... Just talk about BB and you guys start like... stalking my blog or something. Drop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with the song Tonight by FM Static, thanks to Haikel, idiot... Now I keep singing it, see? YOUR FAULT! hahaha, thanks for intro-ing the song to me. Kenneth still says I'm arrogant... urgh... how to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, muscles all aching, from head to toe, I'm serious. My legs, stomach, chest, back are all aching. That's from doing 100+ standing broad jumps... I need to exercise man, not as fit as last time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want my six pack. I'll get it by 9 September, that's my deadline. SENTOSA PEOPLE! WATCH OUT ON THAT DATE! I'M GONNA GO THERE WITH A SIX PACK! MUAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt; alright kidding, but I'd really like to get it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-8587477864006535572?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/8587477864006535572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-at-once.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8587477864006535572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/8587477864006535572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-at-once.html' title='All at once'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3059285792765947998</id><published>2009-03-31T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:53:47.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slight turn</title><content type='html'>I found a crush! Too bad she's in a different class than me, damn it. But, although I got a crush, I'm not gonna do anything [girl readers' give out a sigh of relief], cause, studies come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, life's been going GREAT recently! Serious! I've never been so ... free from all the problems ever! Haaa, so happy. And so many new friends, everyday smile smile smile. And tomorrow, Imma gonna start my new CCA! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, short post. Went home with Xuanjun, Abigail, and Krystal after film enrichment today. Film was nice. Wasn't enriching... Wasted my allowance on snacks. Totally regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3059285792765947998?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3059285792765947998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/slight-turn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3059285792765947998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3059285792765947998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/slight-turn.html' title='Slight turn'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3430833200538786628</id><published>2009-03-29T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:50:18.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duhh</title><content type='html'>ZANE JUST MADE ME LAUGH LIKE HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to him about how you have to give up certain people when their causing you too much pain. You know what that smart ass said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z     a    neee     says:&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;*dont regret it man&lt;br /&gt;*you did right&lt;br /&gt;*your limb got tumor must chop it off&lt;br /&gt;*if not you will suffer&lt;br /&gt;*then aft the surgery still will pain&lt;br /&gt;*lols&lt;br /&gt;*what an analogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seahcheng said (10:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3430833200538786628?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3430833200538786628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/disappointment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3430833200538786628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3430833200538786628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/disappointment.html' title='duhh'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1786408221246362170</id><published>2009-03-28T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T07:06:50.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second chance</title><content type='html'>Had so much fun yesterday. I finally managed to change my CCA to L&amp;amp;C, from that tedious basketball, where my only friend in there is like Andy, whereas the others just ignore me, hate me, or their my friends but I can't talk to them much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, waited around with Germane, Keryn, and JiaLin, watched the drill competition thing ,and congratulations to the GB girls! your arms were damn synchronised by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, later went to LongJohn's with Clara, Keilin, Germane and Keryn. Keryn keeps calling me a ---- DAMN IT! I guess I'm very prone to insults...  arghhh! I'm gonna kill you Jerry, the mouse from&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Tom &amp;amp; Jerry,&lt;/span&gt; CAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE! HA TAKE THAT! (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How mature huh, settling disputes by calling someone else a name, yeah... I'm so cool. -Audience vomits!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, Germane and Keryn went home, slacked with the duo from 7 till 8, so darn long. Went on to the bus, SAW RIDZ THERE! IT WAS AN EPIC JOURNEY. Threw pieces of paper at people and cars, 50 points if you hit them. 100 points if the car goes into an accident. Obviously I we were kidding, but it was still fun to throw it out. Kinda regretted after that.. felt kinda bad... damnit. I littered... now I'm a typical Singaporean! oh dangggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home, and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the super weird part.&lt;br /&gt;My dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was a pokemon master, and I sent out my pokemon to battle... guess who. ZANE! HAHAHAHA, then, we became friends, and journeyed on, into the Westwood island, (my school), and then I beat the principle, and got my badge. (school badge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, here come's the really dumb part. My dream suddenly switched to me fighting an army of cockroaches with my army of lizards. Yes... the battle is never ending. I still find cockroaches more scary. Lizards are wayy better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And... that's about it. Oh, and today was spent by cleaning my room, followed by webcaming with Germane, effin fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some shut - eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1786408221246362170?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1786408221246362170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1786408221246362170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1786408221246362170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-chance.html' title='Second chance'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5077890044052621258</id><published>2009-03-25T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:12:42.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Other Way</title><content type='html'>Damn my loudmouth! Oh shit... I realised I'm getting cocky and arrogant. OR...  I just took pretty long to realise. So now I got this habit, whenever I'm talking too much, I just say, SEAH CHENG! SHUT UP! haha. Helps you know. But seriously, I wanna humble down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people I offended with my... loudmouth right, I'm sorry I spoilt your mood or anything but, well, I dunno I'm just sorry, Trying to change myself now. And... I think I'm losing important things in my life already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel damn guilty. Had a super stern talk with my mum yesterday cause she kept talking about why I haven't caught up with my studies, and I said I dunno, I just need time to catch up and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold shoulders still all around. Hope by June it'll be alright. And, I just wanna repeat, I FRIGGING HATE MY LOUDMOUTH. Its so godamn itchy, I talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today had fun with WeiYang in Lit. And had a lot of damn fun with Germane. Taking my watch, and etc etc. Disturbing me here and there, its fun in some weirdo way. and after school had to buy her the &lt;s&gt;dumb&lt;/s&gt; sweet she's been asking for for about, a month I think?&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY BOUGHT IT! congrats to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5077890044052621258?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5077890044052621258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-my-loudmouth-oh-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5077890044052621258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5077890044052621258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-my-loudmouth-oh-shit.html' title='Any Other Way'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3389583262794457295</id><published>2009-03-24T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:59:47.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afresh</title><content type='html'>New start with this blog. Deleted a lot of posts, to avoid confusion of which is which, who is who. Sorry again Rachel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3389583262794457295?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3389583262794457295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/afresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3389583262794457295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3389583262794457295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/afresh.html' title='Afresh'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7605425365421714240</id><published>2009-03-09T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:39:57.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb quizes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Dumb&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Abigail&lt;/span&gt; tagged the dumb quiz to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy D: &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(big fat unhappy face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Mook, ALL STARTED BY QIUYUN, I'M GONNA SLAUGHTER YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of note to everyone, I will really ANSWER EVERY QUESTION. Read at your own risk. Example, the first question. heh heh... just read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beside your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell did I wake up, go back to sleep Seahcheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zane a.k.a Crisis//, and Zeke, a.k.a Zekeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite. Geez, I'm so fat, what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends to who. If its my fellow frogs, yes. If its to those human beings, no way. Kidding. Yeap, I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever had a best friend who was the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL MY BESTFRIENDS ARE THE OPPOSITE SEX. That includes Zane and Zeke and Yichang =D HAHAHAHA kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you want someone die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... right now, yeap! The teacher who scolded me - refer to previous blog post-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What does your last text msg says?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribitty ribit (frog sound). Kidding, it says, Last night was really enjoyable, I mean, I didn't know you could come on so many times! You play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bowling&lt;/span&gt; well. HAHAHAHA, thought of something else right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me commanding an army of Headless chickens to conquer the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, but she's rescuing the world as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for you stalkers out there, I slept at 10.36pm. -notices a stalker taking down notes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where did you buy the t-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not wearing a shirt, bra only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. The dumb potato I wanna kill soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person to text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 PPL TAGGED TO DO THIS QUIZ: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm kidding, I'm not like those IDIOTS who anyhow torture people with quizes. So theres no need to do it.&lt;/span&gt; and please read all questions, even if it doens't involve you. I gurantee you a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Krystal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xuanjun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinleng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fellow frog(abigail)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spongebob&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Patrick Starfish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Krabs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rachel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lifemate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Who is no.2(Krystal) having a relationship with?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found in the periodic Table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Is no.3(Xuanjun) a male or female, or an outer space chicken wing sent to destroy us all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, obviously its the chicken wing from outer space. Common sense. *I added the chicken wing part. this question was too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;If 7(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;patrick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;) and 10(Lifemate) get together, will that be a good thing?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the world will be at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is no.1 (Zane)studying abt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make Seahcheng more well built, although its impossible since I'm tooo well built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Is no.4(Chinleng) single?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's mine! Back off bitches! Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say smth abt no.2(Krystal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one hard to comeby friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What do you think abt no.3(Xuanjun) and no.6(Spongebob!) being together?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, XJ's already attatched to Elmo, and Spongebob to me... so, no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Describe no.9(Rachel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more step to becoming my blood sis. We just need the blood. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What will you do if no.6(spongebob) and 7(patrick) fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They already did, in episode 46 of Season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like no.8 (Mr. Krabs)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to dinner with him, and he didnt pay a single cent. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7605425365421714240?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7605425365421714240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/dumb-quizes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7605425365421714240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7605425365421714240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/dumb-quizes.html' title='Dumb quizes...'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-701759821296098704</id><published>2009-03-09T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:01:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golf</title><content type='html'>Right, coming up first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday; Late afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with Abigail, Krystal, Chinleng, and Qiuyun. It was darn enjoyable. First Abi, QY and me went in first, changed, and went to the REALLY PATHETIC LAZY RIVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Word of advice to everyone " Don't go to Jurong West Stadium, go to the... Jurong East Complex, its much more worth it. Just don't go on a Sunday, its packed full of people, go there if you wanna feel what sardines in a can feel like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Anyway, After swimming, rushed off to meet Zane and Zeke for dinner, and while waiting for the taxi, Abigail called me saying she and the others wanted to chat with me while I wait, I was like, holy shit, so much concern, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this guys rock, lucky to have friends like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went eating at MacDonalds, they all forced the food down my throat as usual, I did it&lt;br /&gt;out of 'reluctance'. Then, went bowling, which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SUCK AT&lt;/span&gt;, and then went to play pool, WHICH I ROCK AT! Then went home. Go to &lt;a href="http://crisisnotion.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zane'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s blog for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today; Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, let me just say that, I HAVE TOTALLY NO IDEA WHY I GOT SCOLDED, by some teacher, because I was being, and I quote, " too friendly treating teachers as friends", AND AND, "being too hyper, overdramatic, and enthusiastic, which in short, my friends call it, entertainment", yet, I still got scolded, what a goooooood reason. =D And, I got shouted at infront of so much people! Lucky for my thick skin, or I would have died of embarassment there, heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's school life anyway, getting scolded for reasons you just wanna commit murder after knowing. That's it, and and and, thank you Mr Heng, Ms Ng, Ms Goh, and Saepin (YOU OWE ME A DOLLAR BITCH!), for chatting =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye mooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I WANNA PLAY GOLF DAMN BADLY NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-701759821296098704?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/701759821296098704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/golf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/701759821296098704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/701759821296098704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/golf.html' title='Golf'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-6039515426371096597</id><published>2009-03-04T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:35:14.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradicting much.</title><content type='html'>I'm missing out alot of events currently... I missed the Truman Show, where I could have been enjoying myself with friends around me, I missed my tuition cause I was at camp, I missed out being --- because I was --- -- ---, although I somehow --- it now, weird huh, cause last time I -- --- so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go dinner now, blogging again later. and NO, I ain't emo, just in a quiet mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit/6.28pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for an emo post, it so helps me move on in life once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; shoulders of many, but still got so much other friendlier people around me, YET, I still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to concentrate on the cold shoulders, why why tell me why. And, although those people never really say anything, that's the whole point.&lt;br /&gt;They don't say anything, they avoid me, ask me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shutup&lt;/span&gt;. Mannnnn~ I wish I had absolutely, NO enemies, no people I resent, no people resenting me, all around are friends, no icy cold shoulders. and also, I wish I don't resent anyoneee, I want THAT character trait really badllyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also better stop my arrogance, its starting to rise and rise since after the Sec 3 camp, I can feel it. I'm getting more and more arrogant, arrogance breeds hatred, hatred breeds problems, problems breed =( , unhappy faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HERE ON, THE EMO STOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know's what I'm talking about? If you don't its okay, you know why? Cause I'm talking in my own slang. If you understand, it means, well.. you're good? Idk... anyway, THE EMO POST HELPED ME! YAY! Epiphany realised, came, revelations revealed, I'm... MOVING ON, with a new goal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-6039515426371096597?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6039515426371096597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/contradicting-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6039515426371096597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6039515426371096597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/contradicting-much.html' title='Contradicting much.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-6417884544972271666</id><published>2009-03-01T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:35:57.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping awake!</title><content type='html'>Came back from golf today, so darn tired, and guess what, it rained FREAKING HEAVILY while we were playing. Must be one of my uncles never bathe, that's why. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all must be thinking : ~What a dumb reason~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still kept thinking of Friday, the special day. Dream of it every night, its like heaven on Earth, something like a complete full day out with Big7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there might be a test, I'm fretting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tag replies, can't think of what else to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yelaoshi: must wait luh.... now always got exams.&lt;br /&gt;Xuanjun: don't call me that!!!1111oneoneoneone&lt;br /&gt;Germane: more like what YOU tell me... daughter instructing the father, what is this world coming to.&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: you guys mean the world to me, including dad mum etc, so that means, I treat you guys with equal love compared to parents! good right!&lt;br /&gt;Seemin: There's no reason not to enjoy mah! Except for the stupid mud-walk.&lt;br /&gt;Eric: CHILDISH MOOK! my god....&lt;br /&gt;Elena: cause she secretly loves me. KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;Shermin: omg, are you sure you're shermin... so long never tag me. kay kay linking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-6417884544972271666?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/6417884544972271666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleeping-awake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6417884544972271666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/6417884544972271666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleeping-awake.html' title='Sleeping awake!'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-1608270356324633648</id><published>2009-02-28T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:32:27.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>This is, in my blogging experience, the second time I've used the word Friends as my blog title. Why? Well, let's just say, Sec 3 camp was a BOMB! FUN! SPECTACULAR! JOYFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn high, darn fun, got to see the fun side of my classmates, most of em'. These include, Tze Hearn, Germane, JieXin, Kaishou, Ernest. Others, I already know you mostly, OR, I just didnt get to talk to you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after camp, went to LongJohns, had lunch, went out, talked alot! cleared up stuff, and then, continued as per normal, though it was hard. Ppl involved, you know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aft that, went to TJCC, to join Elena and Yc, and Zeke. Had lunch, joined by notorious Zane, then, went to CC again, VALERIE CAME, LIKE AFTER SO FREAKING LONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a crapload of fun with them, they forced me to siiiiing, with my SORETHROAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, took the dumb (i'm kidding) pictures that Elena wanted, then went home. found out that, I had to go home first. So I went home... on the bus. On the way, looked out and saw that, no bus was heading the other direction, meaning, Elena, Val, and Zeke must still be at the stop, so, I ran up, changed my shirt, and ran down, literally saw the bus, jumped IN before the doors closed though the uncle could just open it after seeing me running, but I wanted to make sure I was safe, then, rejoined them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, said bye to Val and she told us her 'friends' were on the bus. Elena and Zeke, 7eleven, Cupnoodles, kinder bueno, went home. You get the point. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-1608270356324633648?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/1608270356324633648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1608270356324633648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/1608270356324633648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-7362533640515121531</id><published>2009-02-21T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:03:31.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Day</title><content type='html'>Friday, lots of stuff happened at once. How cooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, school ended, went to JP with Yichin, Krystal and Abigail, to MacDonalds, the place of a thousand fatties (I'm kidding). After much talking, went to CCA. For the first time in 2 years, I enjoyed it. All the seniors were nice (there were only 3, HAHAHAHA). Didn't feel so puny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home fatigued and tired, ate dinner, then rushed off to Green's to meet Elena and Zeke. Zane came later. Heard of the shocking story were Yichang was just sitting down innocently, when he was just smashed in the face with a knee, and then he leaked blood. From his nose. There was a POOL OF IT. nah kidding, it was a puddle. Hope his nose ain't broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later went off to Zeke's house, for Elena to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeeze the lemon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zeke's room, is SO SLEEK AND MODERN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like all white and blackish, in a stylish cool way, and his sofa-bed is like, directly infront of his com, so he can just wake up facing his computer. And, he can open his wardrobe to watch a abnormally small, small, SMALL TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the room, literally did nothing but slack. Except for some laughs here and there. I wanna sleepover at that house. It's like being in wonderland. LIKE MY HOUSE! Nah I'm kidding. My room's all cramp and ... blue =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A NEW BED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-7362533640515121531?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/7362533640515121531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/fridays-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7362533640515121531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/7362533640515121531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/fridays-day.html' title='Friday&apos;s Day'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-171581077187491851</id><published>2009-02-16T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:01:20.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces</title><content type='html'>Oh... my... freaking.... god... I just did 100 reps for biceps and triceps, EACH, on a 2 and 1/2 kg dumbbell. It doesn't sound heavy, but trust me... a 100 will really take a toll on your arms. I can barely feel my arms now... Jeez, haven't done it in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! I need to go to the beach soon, my arms are freaking white, which I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate.&lt;/span&gt; I wanna have tan arms man... Needa go swimming or the beach... really. AND I STILL CAN'T ACHIEVE MY SIX PACK. So in order to cut off the freaking extra pieces of lipase (I refuse to use the word f_ts.), I have resorted to bulimia methods. Its working. About 2 weeks and I shed off about nearly a kg. That's damn fast man omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning, worried and worried that I didn't bring the Valentines Gift for my remaining good good, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GOOD &lt;/span&gt;friends. then found out, it was in the back pocket of my bag. Fretted for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gave the gifts, continued to Biology.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mrs Chow taught us, the PRINCIPLE! She's a freaking good teacher, wonder why she rarely taught people... Should harass her for remedial Biology. Wonder what other subjects she can teach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother tounge pissed me off. Since my teacher keeps speaking in chinese (oh wait... it's not her fault after all. damn!) I have to resort to asking my friends to translate her lessons. That's it then! Chinese has hit rock bottom. Or maybe not yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recess, Andy talked about going Kbox... oh the horrible nightmares came flooding back... (kidding)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And... after that, don't feel like talking much about school. OH! AND MY A MATHS TEST! I FINISHED IT! WITHIN THE TIME LIMIT! So since I was so happy, I threw a party, but no one came... Sad. All the beer wasted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;After school, lunch with friends. Yuanjie doing a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; favour for me now, bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that... end my speech. Must get back to homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-171581077187491851?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/171581077187491851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/171581077187491851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/171581077187491851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh.html' title='Pieces'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-5101436488548160806</id><published>2009-02-14T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:59:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Found Me.</title><content type='html'>You found me, by the Fray is my current hot song now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to patronize little Chinapiang. Kidding, its Elena.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to parents Seminar. But was the wrong day! So my wonderful Dad forgave me, and sent me to the interchange to meet Chinaman [YC] and Elena. Bused to CC, while Elena forced cupcakes down my throat, and in the process, dirtied her... err.. shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there, reached, played basketball, played with the ahbeng guy and his friend, got owned, BADLY. Later, met Ridzuan. He owes me my damn watch. Then Chinaman and Ridz went home. Zane came, from a surprising direction. Elena, Zane, me, set off to MacDonalds to watch the Elena eat food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food came, I didn't wanna eat. Dieting, trynna be skinnier. ELENA AND ZANE DID NO HELP WHATSOEVER. EVEN TRIED FORCING COKE DOWN MY THROAT. Typical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to bustop. Elena asked Zane: Why your leg hair so long but you still so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Stunned for 20 seconds, then doubled over, laughing like freaking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bused Elena home, waited for freaking long for the dumb bus btw! then bused home with Zane. The idiot punched my hand while going home (its a sort of 'bye' gesture) so I punched him in the shoulder. 'FRIENDLY' PUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day was spent, playing golf! I played welllllll, so happy. Mood for the whole day was damn good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-5101436488548160806?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/5101436488548160806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/cnp-elena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5101436488548160806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/5101436488548160806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/cnp-elena.html' title='You Found Me.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-2369931465419737386</id><published>2009-02-13T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:51:31.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines.day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;EDIT EDIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/10.32pm.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Elena, Zane, and Chinaman today. Saw Ridz btw, YOU STILL OWE ME MY DAMN WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA Told you guys I'd get over the small matter (refer to below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, going to MacDonalds with Zane and Elena frigging cheered me up like hell. Laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, that's it. Elena's chinahpiang btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/5.20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, excluding lessons, has its pro's and cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pro's: playing basketball relieves my feelings for the f*cking cons. Andy, Guoyao, Wei Kang these people freaking funny.&lt;br /&gt;Went round the school shaking people's hand wishing them a 'Happy' Valentines Day. Was happy when I was wishing them that, its only AFTER THAT, yeah, that's the sucky part. [HELP ME MAN.... Such a small matter I'm getting worked up.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Xuanjun and Krystal to Kennycafe, successfully resisted temptation of food, with NO HELP WHATSOEVER from Krystal and Xuanjun! I need to get it shape before Sec 3 Camp you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons: I should note to myself, next year, for Valentines day, make your OWN gifts for other people. Don't give anything big. A small note will do. That way it won't get ********. Never buy from outsiders, its a waste of money. Cause if.. wait nvm. I leave you people to guess it out. Only Andy knows about it. This anger thing is gonna last until tomorrow, where I'm gonna really kill myself for being so worked up over this small thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things to look up to this week, or month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sec 3 Adventure Camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jogging with Krystal and Andy. Hope it happens. Still can't set a date, come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You wanna know something else? My tests are failing. The feeling, you all should know. Starts with an F. Sorry, cause of my worked up mood I'm very vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maths: Fail x 2&lt;br /&gt;Biology: Fail&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Oh let me predict before I get it, FAIL&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Better not fail.&lt;br /&gt;ANY MORE FAILS WANNA COME? HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with my worked up mood, although it would be better if I could just call or talk to someone in life, it will FREAKING help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for Parent's Seminar later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing to add, thank you Krystal, Xuanjun, Abigail, Seemin, Rachel, Germane, Shinyi, and Brigitte for your gifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-2369931465419737386?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/2369931465419737386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentinesday-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2369931465419737386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/2369931465419737386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentinesday-sucks.html' title='valentines.day.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-4699238353838414877</id><published>2009-02-07T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:16:16.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R8R8R8</title><content type='html'>First, listen to this song, its from Zane's blog, give him the credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="258"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4pXfHLUlZf4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4pXfHLUlZf4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="258"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now, on Friday [Not readable by everyone, only by those who are in the same school as me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remember that Chemistry was a laughing lesson. Whatever Silicon we were learning, I just happened to mention the knowledge I have that, : Silicon is used in breast implants. Class roared with laughter, continued on this topic for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to the other class after school, Ms Ng was teaching the same thing. The breast implant - silicon thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to... Sports Stadium to practise sprinting with Yuanjie and Leonard, Basketball CCA was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;canceled&lt;/span&gt;. [TOLD YOU ALREADY, KRYSTAL, now your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wild Child's&lt;/span&gt; gone.] Then... Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;WORD OF ADVICE TO ATHELETES RUNNING ON SPORTS DAY, DO NOT! I REPEAT, DO NOT EAT FAST FOOD BEFORE THE RACE, UNLESS YOU WANNA GO PUKING AND ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's that. And... I won't be replying SOME tags, cause I really DUNNO WHAT THE HELL TO SAY MAN! It just simply dumbfounds me. And yes yes I know you all are kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;YICHIN, AUDI R8 AIN'T A FAMILY CAR...... ITS A SPORTS CAR.....&lt;br /&gt;Seemin: Reply you loh.&lt;br /&gt;Chinleng: Say that to the notorious ------&lt;br /&gt;Yichin: Must find a way to describe you lor, so notorious came to my head.&lt;br /&gt;Xinn: Lazy means fat lah... duhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, golf was damn fun today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-4699238353838414877?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4699238353838414877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/r8r8r8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4699238353838414877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4699238353838414877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/r8r8r8.html' title='R8R8R8'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-4362955079792133267</id><published>2009-02-04T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:15:20.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audi R8.</title><content type='html'>I'll make this readable by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Yesterday &lt;/span&gt;was funny.&lt;br /&gt;During Chinese, me and my 2 friends were discussing about stupid people, example, inviting every single person into a conversation just to say goodnight. Imagine this happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Blah has been added. Fat has been added. Thin has been added. Nickname has been added. (100 people added later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culprit of this whole stupid thing: I'm not wearing any pants!&lt;br /&gt;X. Culprit of this whole stupid thing has left.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: WHAT THE F*CK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Gettit? Dumb eh... I might do it next time, or maybe someone who comes across this blog will adopt the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology was spent COPYING A CHAPTER outside class, it sucks, to copy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... that's about it. Oh yeah, I went to JP with SAX-C (the super super old group) and, twister fries and ice cream ROCKS (MacDonalds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; was normal... Boring, I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my touch! Can't make jokes that are funny no more.... Everytime I tell a joke, you can here the crickets... Then I automatically force myself to smile after that (stupid reaction) and then, my face muscles all get tired and cramped. It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so tiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after school went home. With Yuanjie Leslie and Jeffery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s, my dream in life is to own an Audi R8. For those who dunno what it is, its a freaking cool car.&lt;br /&gt;And a side note, blog song changed, influenced by none other than the notorious Yichin. Her blog song's fault. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye idiots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-4362955079792133267?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/4362955079792133267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/audi-r8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4362955079792133267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/4362955079792133267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/audi-r8.html' title='Audi R8.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-525343924223563795</id><published>2009-02-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:39:09.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide Awake.</title><content type='html'>Its February, OH ONE [01] IDIOTS! NEW MONTH! Quick, everyone, think of 12 new month resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestions would be: (total crap from here on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; I will eat ice-cream at midnight - every midnight of the month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not let the dog hog the pillow, growl at me from the sofa, and snatch the bun from my plate - this year she's going to learn that I'm the Alpha of the house and only I get to do certain things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I will shave my head&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I will do less laundry and use more deodorant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; I will quack like a duck first thing in the morning and last thing at night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not tell lies (haha yeah right...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will remember that kissing toads doesn't make them human.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not try to save every princess I see after drinking beer, because they always turn out to be men.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recite the national pledge in my shower everyday of the month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat green stuff for the first time in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do my homework (yeah right)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shout loudly everytime I fart to tell people I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok, that's my suggestions, not MY resolutions though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went golfing in some place in Malaysia called 'Legends' today. The scenery and the place, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to singapore, and my phone (which was in my pocket) vibrated so much (cause I recieved 21 freaking messages) that I kept jumping everytime I put it back in my pocket when I thought there were no more messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-525343924223563795?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/525343924223563795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/wide-awake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/525343924223563795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/525343924223563795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/02/wide-awake.html' title='Wide Awake.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3269965160116236288</id><published>2009-01-29T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:19:30.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Concentration</title><content type='html'>Doing what Krystal requests, keeping this dead animal(blog) alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the tag replies I was suppose to do like, a hella long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Yichin: Ya hello! I replied you in your blog that time.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: tsk tsk tsk... copycat...&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Splendid man!&lt;br /&gt;Idiot name: It's alive.&lt;br /&gt;Krystal: IT's alive (repeated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Okay, now today, was putting a hell of an effort to concentrate in class. It get's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;SO DRY&lt;/span&gt; MAN.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, I need cold water splashed onto my face every 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;And after school, shouted myself hoarse to help in the In-Touch thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus on the way home, sang the pokemon battle song and made special effects of the pokemon attacks. I got the whole bus's attention, how embarassing but fun. And best of all, Ernest 'willingly' shared the embarassment! Ain't he a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went to Weiyang's blog. He's description and story of the whole accident was ENRICHING AND EDUCATIONAL! FUN MAN! GO READ IT! click 'Weiyang' in my links, and read it. P.s, pregnant women, people who get nauseous or just don't like broken bones, don't read it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3269965160116236288?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3269965160116236288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/01/dry-concentration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3269965160116236288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3269965160116236288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/01/dry-concentration.html' title='Dry Concentration'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</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-7104162015858555784.post-3000060395078519081</id><published>2009-01-28T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:42:15.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting new.</title><content type='html'>Starting a whole new blog, but with the same link. I totally deleted the last one, but luckily I saved ONE copy of my previous skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's been asking where's my blog, so here it is. Request completed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY was fun. Going to my grandfather's house for reunion dinner was by far the best. Met my cousins whom I see like 3-4 times a year only, but fun to meet them. I swear their getting cooler every year. Collected red packets, made a point to give eye contact, accept with 2 hands and say thank you before slapping them violently in the face, naw I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;School :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;CCA, I attend it regularly, reluctantly, but regularly now. The points are hella important.&lt;br /&gt;Homework: I make a point to do it all. Other words, coping well.&lt;br /&gt;Friends: No problems, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;booya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          That's about it now. Oh and to those burning to ask why I deleted my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's causing more problems than helping. I have this dumb tendency to blog about my friendship problems when I have one, which in turn, makes everything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WORSE.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But, I still chose to reopen my blog. I knew I couldn't leave it close for long.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, bye idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7104162015858555784-3000060395078519081?l=snatchin-it.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/feeds/3000060395078519081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3000060395078519081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7104162015858555784/posts/default/3000060395078519081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snatchin-it.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-new.html' title='Starting new.'/><author><name>seah cheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05028452426590039798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
