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Colour : Red&lt;br /&gt;-wow! red huh?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zax Fav. No. : 23&lt;br /&gt;-ok... will remember-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Earings : Left got 3 holes ; Right got 2 holes &lt;br /&gt;-not again? another idol of mine like that???-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Tatto : Right leg at the bottom -- A dragon with wings &lt;br /&gt;-bad boy, bad boy, bad kor kor-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Fear : Reptiles, thingyroaches &lt;br /&gt;-no way! so timid?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Pets : 2 Cats ( At Meng Zhe House ), 1 Dog (Gui Bin Gou) name Miyuki &lt;br /&gt;-Miyuki very cute-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Grandfather Occupation : A highly skilled puppet player &lt;br /&gt;-cool, wonder if can get to watch him perform-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Mother Occupation : A gynaecologist &lt;br /&gt;-always hear zax say about it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Mother Name : Wang Huang Ya Fang &lt;br /&gt;-same surname as me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Grandmother Name : Wang Yang Yu Xia &lt;br /&gt;-yu xia... nice name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Zax Younger Brother Name : Wang Ren Hong &lt;br /&gt;-don't know as cute as renfu or not-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-107468086600737966?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/107468086600737966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/107468086600737966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107468086600737966' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106873664708746198</id><published>2003-11-13T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T07:33:31.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh~ all the way from airport to hotel, i see no sign of tony.&lt;br /&gt;on the way zhui-ing that time, see only chris, ah xing and michael.&lt;br /&gt;reach hotel that time, we wanna go in, but got stopped.&lt;br /&gt;we went to marina square there to go in.&lt;br /&gt;we waited there very long, dun dare to go in.&lt;br /&gt;findally, me and mellisa went in.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the lift.&lt;br /&gt;the women there [one who press for the lift for us] ask mi a question.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't hear her.&lt;br /&gt;i 'pardon' her alot of time... coz i really can't hear.&lt;br /&gt;then findally, i ask her 'can you speak abit louder? '&lt;br /&gt;she came up to me, &lt;br /&gt;close up.&lt;br /&gt;and ask me...&lt;br /&gt;'are you here to see boybands?'&lt;br /&gt;ha,&lt;br /&gt;of coz i reply cleaverly,&lt;br /&gt;'oh... no'&lt;br /&gt;and gave her a smile.&lt;br /&gt;i bought mellisa over to the souveiner shop.&lt;br /&gt;but it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;they hand a sign...'we right back'&lt;br /&gt;guess they went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the lift.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, we went down.&lt;br /&gt;coz if we go up, &lt;br /&gt;it will be very obvious that we are chasing idols.&lt;br /&gt;we went up from the 1st floor.&lt;br /&gt;the both of us actually wanted to go to the 5th floor.&lt;br /&gt;but we saw the 'directory'.&lt;br /&gt;there put 6th floor is the board room...&lt;br /&gt;we went to the 6th floor.&lt;br /&gt;when we are in the lift, &lt;br /&gt;we realised that we need the room card in order to go up the lift.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, we went up successfully.&lt;br /&gt;they were there,&lt;br /&gt;tony cyndi shin were there.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;we know.&lt;br /&gt;the bellboy and another person who i think is the manager,&lt;br /&gt;were toking about us.&lt;br /&gt;mellisa say that one of them were saying'they are here for 5566' to the other one.&lt;br /&gt;and another one say 'aiyo, again?'&lt;br /&gt;i say the washroom sign.&lt;br /&gt;and i pull mellisa into the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;we discuse there.&lt;br /&gt;dumb huh?&lt;br /&gt;we dunno wat to do! &lt;br /&gt;paula they all dun answer our phone! &lt;br /&gt;and my phone with them!&lt;br /&gt;we only have mellisa's phone and nothing esle.&lt;br /&gt;we were so near, yet so far from xiezhi they all!&lt;br /&gt;in the end,&lt;br /&gt;paula called us.&lt;br /&gt;they ask us to meet monica they all at 5th floor.&lt;br /&gt;we went down.&lt;br /&gt;but can't find them!&lt;br /&gt;in the end,&lt;br /&gt;we went all the way down.&lt;br /&gt;back to the 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;we went back to look for paula and rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;and due to paula's hunger, &lt;br /&gt;we went into the hotel's cafe.&lt;br /&gt;she ordered a black forest.&lt;br /&gt;we look at her eat.&lt;br /&gt;coz no money!&lt;br /&gt;dumb right?&lt;br /&gt;we ask her to eat very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;tomi and ah xing came down.&lt;br /&gt;we all were like saying...&lt;br /&gt;shh....&lt;br /&gt;relax...&lt;br /&gt;cool down...&lt;br /&gt;dun scream...&lt;br /&gt;behave ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;they went to the 5th floor restuant...&lt;br /&gt;a chinese restuant...&lt;br /&gt;to eat of coz!&lt;br /&gt;then here come xiao hua after them...&lt;br /&gt;and then they signal for michael to came down...&lt;br /&gt;michael was at the 10th floor.&lt;br /&gt;but i think michael dunno how to get there.&lt;br /&gt;coz a gong zuo ren yuan went up to bring him.&lt;br /&gt;and that xiao hua and tomi... smoking....&lt;br /&gt;xiao hua the worst!&lt;br /&gt;he was not only somking...&lt;br /&gt;but he was squarting down to smoke!!!&lt;br /&gt;gangster!&lt;br /&gt;we sat there still...&lt;br /&gt;then cyndi came down...&lt;br /&gt;she went to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;she bi shuo hua jiao one...&lt;br /&gt;asking something...&lt;br /&gt;then she walked away.&lt;br /&gt;when walking away, &lt;br /&gt;she du here lips.&lt;br /&gt;cutie!&lt;br /&gt;then she went down...&lt;br /&gt;down the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;to marina that one.&lt;br /&gt;of coz i followed!&lt;br /&gt;with paula.&lt;br /&gt;but we beri guai!&lt;br /&gt;be make sure we walk 'gracfully'&lt;br /&gt;in order that we won't get chased out of hotel!&lt;br /&gt;we followed cyndi...&lt;br /&gt;got another fan too...&lt;br /&gt;she is yuer.&lt;br /&gt;she dun dare to approach cyndi.&lt;br /&gt;but i did.&lt;br /&gt;i went up to her...&lt;br /&gt;'excuse me... dui bu qi, da rao le... qing wen neng geng ni yao ge qian ming ma?'&lt;br /&gt;she and her assitance turned around and look at me...&lt;br /&gt;cyndi answer 'o... ke yi ya.'&lt;br /&gt;all the way down the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;once we reach ground... she took the book from me to sign.&lt;br /&gt;she dam nice!&lt;br /&gt;paula said...'wo ye yao wo ye yao!'&lt;br /&gt;then i ask cyndi...&lt;br /&gt;'er, dui bu qi, ke yi qian liang fen ma?'&lt;br /&gt;she said'hum. hao de.'&lt;br /&gt;then i said 'dui bu qi '&lt;br /&gt;then yuer said'ke yi ye qian ge wo ma?'&lt;br /&gt;and yuer also ask'ke yi gen ni pai ge zhao ma?'&lt;br /&gt;cyndi din reply yuer and then ask mi 'suo yi shi yao qian san fen ma?'&lt;br /&gt;i said'amp'&lt;br /&gt;then the assitance told us that 'dui bu qi hor. yin wei wo men yao mai xie dong xi.'&lt;br /&gt;then paula say'dui bu qi, wo men da rao ni le'&lt;br /&gt;cyndi shake her head and said'bu, mei you... shi ying wei wo wen yao gan qu mai ge hen zhong yao de dong xi ran huo yao gan hui fan dian qu ji he.'&lt;br /&gt;i aplogise again.&lt;br /&gt;after she signed,&lt;br /&gt;paula ask'neng geng ni wo ge shuo ma?'&lt;br /&gt;yuer say'wo ye yao!'&lt;br /&gt;and she shaked their hands, crossed...&lt;br /&gt;then i raised my hands to her,&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;she look up at mi... &lt;br /&gt;and after shaking the two of their hands, &lt;br /&gt;she used her right hand to shake with mi.&lt;br /&gt;i smile at her too...&lt;br /&gt;her hands were dam cold!&lt;br /&gt;coz my hands are freezing as normal&lt;br /&gt;but when i shaked her hands, &lt;br /&gt;i dun feel any warmth from her hands...&lt;br /&gt;[you guys know that cyndi is so cute, like a primary school kkid! coz she is very short you see. then i was still wearing a shoes of 4cm tall.. meaning i was 170+... but she look at me that time, she did not raised her head. only here eyeball look up! so kawaii, like a kid!]&lt;br /&gt;she went off...&lt;br /&gt;and just when we were about to go back,&lt;br /&gt;cyndi came back to me and paula.&lt;br /&gt;'qing wen mai dan lao zai na li?'&lt;br /&gt;the paula almost pointed the opposite direction to her!&lt;br /&gt;then i point the other diection... &lt;br /&gt;then paula said'zhe bian'[the right direction]&lt;br /&gt;the cyndi said'xie xie'&lt;br /&gt;she was using her hand to cover her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;i think is becoz she dun wanna yin ren zhu mu...&lt;br /&gt;we should have say 'wo men dai ni qu ba'&lt;br /&gt;but we din...sign...&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the hotel... happily~&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the cafe.&lt;br /&gt;hum... to the others.&lt;br /&gt;then rebecca they all went to take their wallets.&lt;br /&gt;and they also took jessica's cyndi's ablum and xjsn to let cyndi sign.&lt;br /&gt;hai~&lt;br /&gt;then we wanted to go liao.&lt;br /&gt;but then dunno why, we went to the chinese resturant to look for shin...&lt;br /&gt;they super friendly...&lt;br /&gt;aiya... &lt;br /&gt;i continue this 2mlw lah...&lt;br /&gt;tell u all about shin's friendliness and other stuff 2mlw...&lt;br /&gt;i sick like hell now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106873664708746198?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106873664708746198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106873664708746198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106873664708746198' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106709152808240873</id><published>2003-10-25T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T07:18:47.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mayday, i am sorry!!! esp mr. monster!!! i don't mean it!!! take it as i am dumb k? about 3 years ago, kid that time... dumb... now teenage liao, also still dumb k? but mr. monster, i don't think other then the words i say, you can remember me... i grew 15cm liao!!! so i think you won't be angry with mi lah hor... rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr massage! you rockz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr letter, you sort of blur blur leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr swanlake... you better not throw away the things hor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr stone... have nothing to say about you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106709152808240873?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106709152808240873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106709152808240873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106709152808240873' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106709104278978442</id><published>2003-10-24T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T07:12:21.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to zhui shanwei todae with my friends... it is total oh my god lor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first...we chase after the wrong bus as we thought it was shanwei... but end up, it is mayday!!! then mayday was so happy at first and even took picture of us... but then we accidentally let one of them saw the shanwei's board... then they bu cai us liao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second... and because the fact that we chase after the wrong bus, we lost track of shanwei then we have to go every hotel to look for him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd... when we wanted to give up finding shanwei, we saw the maxi cabs at riz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th... we waited outside ritz for 2 hours to see him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th... when we saw him, came out, we went to chase after shanwei of coz! and he open his curtains... saw my friend's and mine board(2 different boards)... he opened his eyes dam big!!! maybe because it is a drawing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th... he recognised out boards and all 7 of us in that taxi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th... he talked about us on stage!!! he said that pink car!!! oh yes!!! our effort not wasted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th... after shanwei left, we went back to look for mayday... and guess what? the drawing we gave them was distroyed!!! and not only that... mayday promised to sign for us earlier today... but they aren't even there! they went out to reherse! gosh lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th... we went to sit outside far east... tired liao what... then suddenly... maxi cabs... and zhang shan wei's van... past us! oh my gosh! then 2 of my friends zoom off to chase again! he went to river valley to eat hainan chicken rice! but this... too bad i can't go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th... went to house of stars to take a look, and you know something? their shanwei's photos are alreally out!!! they are dam fast lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>i really have no idea how to break this news to my friends...&lt;br /&gt;toro...&lt;br /&gt;he...&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;before i tell you about it...&lt;br /&gt;people...&lt;br /&gt;those reading this...&lt;br /&gt;please... &lt;br /&gt;take it as i am begging you...&lt;br /&gt;please people...&lt;br /&gt;don't ever ask me about this post again...&lt;br /&gt;please promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toro...&lt;br /&gt;he disapoint us again...&lt;br /&gt;he...&lt;br /&gt;er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;i am starting...&lt;br /&gt;toro...&lt;br /&gt;and rui rui...&lt;br /&gt;broke up liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't scream...&lt;br /&gt;relax...&lt;br /&gt;esp paula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just another heart breaking news for me...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;this doesn't mean that it is heart breaking to all people out there...&lt;br /&gt;it might be a piece of good news for those fei wen girlfriends of toro...&lt;br /&gt;and it might be a piece of good news for the crazy fans who wanna so hard to be with toro...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;it is a horrible news to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;i can say no more things about this...&lt;br /&gt;toro and rui rui were onli together for one year...&lt;br /&gt;just one year...&lt;br /&gt;they ended the relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say now is that...&lt;br /&gt;i hope toro would find another girl who is suitable for him...&lt;br /&gt;another one that is as nice as rui rui...&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;whoever up there...&lt;br /&gt;don't let toro ended with those idiots out there...&lt;br /&gt;nor ended up with those bitchy sluts...&lt;br /&gt;toro...&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;never...&lt;br /&gt;all i can do now...&lt;br /&gt;is to wish you happiness...&lt;br /&gt;pray for you to find true love...&lt;br /&gt;and not...&lt;br /&gt;never ever in this life(at least)...&lt;br /&gt;be like the shuwei in paula's fanfic &gt;&gt;&gt;www.winglin.net/fanfic/paula&lt;br /&gt;never ended up with people like Gina...&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;may those up there...&lt;br /&gt;somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;bless toro...&lt;br /&gt;bless that he will be xing fu...&lt;br /&gt;wo zhu fu him here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106622270373760419?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106622270373760419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106622270373760419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106622270373760419' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106589983730515464</id><published>2003-10-11T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T12:17:17.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lt have been weeks since i last blog! well, today i just wanna blog to say that my dad finally have the time to go and watch a movie with the family! so happy! and somemore watch internal affairs! ed so shuai! and they got vanness' my friend inside the show! shawn quite shuai too.. but that tay bing hui and another singapore actor ruin the whole show! got a shock of my life when i see the 2 of them in internal affairs! i scream in the theatre!  good thing didn't get scolded! yeterday go bella's house was fun too!!! play captain's ball, basketball, praticed passing ball (with niu and shan) and eat pizza, play with the water, climb the web, sigh... hope that on mon it will be even more fun there!!! must remember to charge my batteries and bring my camera!!! and i say here first huh! don't you guys dare to push me into the pool! i really can't swim!!! so don't do that huh!!! sigh, it is now3.22am liao, better be going to sleep....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106589983730515464?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106589983730515464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106589983730515464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106589983730515464' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106388640335298633</id><published>2003-09-18T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T05:00:03.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, &lt;br /&gt;chinese test,&lt;br /&gt;don't know how i will do...&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think it will be very good...&lt;br /&gt;my tian xie han zi upon 12 marks, &lt;br /&gt;already say goodbye to 8 marks!&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i let the 5 of them down...&lt;br /&gt;i felt i have let down my da ge...&lt;br /&gt;i have let down niu nai...&lt;br /&gt;let down wei yun...&lt;br /&gt;let down shu wei...&lt;br /&gt;and maybe,&lt;br /&gt;i have let down mao mao too.&lt;br /&gt;for i did not study hard enough...&lt;br /&gt;at least i think this way.&lt;br /&gt;so sad,&lt;br /&gt;feel so bad,&lt;br /&gt;feel so horrible...&lt;br /&gt;feel so nei jiu,&lt;br /&gt;i really hate myself,&lt;br /&gt;detest myself...&lt;br /&gt;why,&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why!&lt;br /&gt;why i just couldn't keep my promise?&lt;br /&gt;why i just couldn't do them proud?&lt;br /&gt;although they will never know,&lt;br /&gt;but i will make sure they know lah,&lt;br /&gt;if i really do well...&lt;br /&gt;you guys out there should know my character right?&lt;br /&gt;i will really make sure they know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can get 70 plus,&lt;br /&gt;if i really get it,&lt;br /&gt;i will be more than happy,&lt;br /&gt;i would feel that i did try to do well,&lt;br /&gt;and not that nei jiu anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i am sure i can do my beloved brother proud,&lt;br /&gt;someday...&lt;br /&gt;someday...&lt;br /&gt;someday...&lt;br /&gt;mo nian mo yue mo yi tian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106388640335298633?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106388640335298633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106388640335298633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106388640335298633' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106380541228135462</id><published>2003-09-17T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T06:37:53.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when walking at jp today, &lt;br /&gt;yes, jp again...&lt;br /&gt;i saw this blur figure sort of beside and also sort of behind me...&lt;br /&gt;looks familiar,&lt;br /&gt;very familiar.&lt;br /&gt;i saw it at the coner of my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;that's why i am not sure...&lt;br /&gt;i was walking very fast that time,&lt;br /&gt;real fast...&lt;br /&gt;rushing you see...&lt;br /&gt;but then when i was curious about this blur figure&lt;br /&gt;Blur figure who walk at the same speed as me,&lt;br /&gt;i slowed down.&lt;br /&gt;slowed down,&lt;br /&gt;he slowed down too...&lt;br /&gt;trying to see who is it...with a fisherman's hat on,&lt;br /&gt;a brown one...&lt;br /&gt;in t-shirt,&lt;br /&gt;a black one...&lt;br /&gt;and jeans...&lt;br /&gt;dark blue jeans...&lt;br /&gt;wearing very simple,&lt;br /&gt;other then the hat...&lt;br /&gt;i saw the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;it is the eyes that make me even more curious.&lt;br /&gt;eyes that are so familiar,&lt;br /&gt;eyes that are good in fang dian,&lt;br /&gt;eyes that are big...&lt;br /&gt;i was curious, &lt;br /&gt;so curious that i told my mother i wanna buy something,&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, &lt;br /&gt;oh ya,&lt;br /&gt;i was with my mother again... &lt;br /&gt;same as the other time.&lt;br /&gt;but truefully, &lt;br /&gt;i wanna see who is that.&lt;br /&gt;who is that who stirred up my curiousity toward him.&lt;br /&gt;so sad, &lt;br /&gt;so sad,&lt;br /&gt;so sad that when i fully stop, &lt;br /&gt;made a deep breathe,&lt;br /&gt;turned around,&lt;br /&gt;the person was out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;totally disappear, &lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;maybe he went into some shops,&lt;br /&gt;i just scan through,&lt;br /&gt;took only a glance at all the shops around.&lt;br /&gt;like i said up there,&lt;br /&gt;i was in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;so unlucky,&lt;br /&gt;can't search everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i did not see any signs of him,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't saw,&lt;br /&gt;at least, &lt;br /&gt;ME didn't...&lt;br /&gt;it was about 5 that time&lt;br /&gt;until now,&lt;br /&gt;nine plus,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still curious...&lt;br /&gt;why jp again,&lt;br /&gt;why make mi see him again,&lt;br /&gt;or is it just my imagination,&lt;br /&gt;just my imagination due to who i saw last week.&lt;br /&gt;can someone be kind enough to me,&lt;br /&gt;kind enough to come forward to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;or someone up there could give me a dream,&lt;br /&gt;come into my dream and tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;i am really scared,&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;but other then scared,&lt;br /&gt;i still have hope,&lt;br /&gt;still have wish...&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;forget it,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happen,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you, &lt;br /&gt;the person reading this,&lt;br /&gt;what you will think, &lt;br /&gt;what u'll think after reading this,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tell you,&lt;br /&gt;read it as a story if don't believe me,&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone for me to cool down,&lt;br /&gt;at least a few days before asking me about it again.&lt;br /&gt;this is just another unforgettable encounter for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106380541228135462?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106380541228135462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106380541228135462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106380541228135462' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106380314511331450</id><published>2003-09-17T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T06:01:10.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lit corrections for common test que 1b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·	(Exaggeration) millionbillionwillion [word coined by a child’s ignorant][&lt;humour&gt;-distanced for from home-&gt;fearful] miles from home – even though the school may not be too far from the poet’s home.&lt;br /&gt;·	(Personification) Does not know the belle would ring to indicate that school is beginning (wonders where the bell would go)&lt;br /&gt;·	(Exaggeration) The other older children seem to find comfortable in the school environment unlike him (they seem to have been born in uniform and lived in playgrounds forever)&lt;br /&gt;·	(Personification)(Humour) the games seem so rough that he feels that they might swallow (personification)[intimidation-&gt; fear] him up.&lt;br /&gt;·	He thinks the railings around the school would be to keep out the wolves and monsters, which eat children after enticing them with sweets. “Stop us from getting out”-&gt; imprisoned.&lt;br /&gt;·	(Personification) lessin- thinks it sounds like a small and slimy creatures which are kept in glassrooms (rooms made completely out of glass)&lt;br /&gt;(Personification) lellowwellie (poet young, childish lisping)(pronunciation and not able to read/ spell yet. Does not even remember his name). So poet is more fearful of the unknown especially as he is in school for the first time and no one he knows is with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106380314511331450?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106380314511331450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106380314511331450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106380314511331450' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106363143811473424</id><published>2003-09-15T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T06:10:38.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ya, abot energy, i really can't finish telling u all, maybe if i got the tim then i blog, but here, i must say, thanks ah di for always looking at me, and so friendly towards me, thanks niunai for melting me and taking the bottle of our effort, knew could count on you... thanks kunda for your naive 'i love you sign'... thanks shu wei, or rather thanks shu wei's mother! thanks toro, for every and many things that beyond the sayings and expressing. must thanks energy for the wonderful memories,  and truefully, i should haf gone into malyasia with you guys as i have my passport with me too. but then, i dare not, scared dunno how to come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lit common test corrections for Question 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·	Young (3-5 years)-millionbillionwillion, lesions, teacher, glass rooms, railings to keep out wolves and monsters, cannot remember his name, not able to spell and tends to lisp i.e. lellowwellie.&lt;br /&gt;·	 Imaginative (imagine a classroom to be made of glass and a lesson as something small and slimy i.e. unpleasant)&lt;br /&gt;·	Frightened (wishes he could remember his name, feels that he can be never adapt to school life like the older children and even the games they play seem rough ie ‘that swallows you up’)&lt;br /&gt;·	Lonely (mother did not accompany child on the first day i.e. ‘I wish she were here’) -&gt; dependent on mother&lt;br /&gt;·	 Careful (knows he cannot accept sweets from strangers/ things that carry off and eat children)&lt;br /&gt;·	Does not know why he has to come to school (does not know who a teacher is)&lt;br /&gt;·	Feel imprisoned (railings ‘to stop us getting out’)&lt;br /&gt;·	Brave (trying to control his fears and survive the first day at school)&lt;br /&gt;·	Hopeful (hope the tea-cher would be kind and would read his name for him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106363079856620838?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106363079856620838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106363079856620838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106363079856620838' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106242844586785964</id><published>2003-09-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T08:00:45.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring day today,&lt;br /&gt;all i did was to go joee's house to do essay,&lt;br /&gt;nothing new,&lt;br /&gt;nothing fun.&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing,&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that happen,&lt;br /&gt;that i like,&lt;br /&gt;is the sight of my tong lei,&lt;br /&gt;a white doggy...&lt;br /&gt;ai ya,&lt;br /&gt;under alot of stress,&lt;br /&gt;forget it,&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like tokingabout it anymore,&lt;br /&gt;guess i will only type this short today then,&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106242844586785964?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106242844586785964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106242844586785964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242844586785964' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106242784386504945</id><published>2003-09-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T07:50:43.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a freaking night yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking if yes933 bo chen xiao dong's song,&lt;br /&gt;i will go to bed imediatly...&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? the moment i said this out,&lt;br /&gt;there really is!!!&lt;br /&gt;933 really bo dong dong's song!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like totally freaked out,&lt;br /&gt;feeling like someone's watching over me...&lt;br /&gt;knows that i wanna listern to dong dong's song,&lt;br /&gt;and really...&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly get to my bed and laid down,&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, &lt;br /&gt;the moment i finished the whole song, &lt;br /&gt;i really fell asleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;seems sort of xie to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106242784386504945?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106242784386504945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106242784386504945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242784386504945' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106234862087581563</id><published>2003-08-31T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T09:56:18.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heard from toro pau that toro is in singapore right now, got a shock of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yun arh, &lt;br /&gt;i know the chance of you reading this message is zero lah,&lt;br /&gt;but then hor,&lt;br /&gt;still feel like typing out my thoughts here lor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yun, &lt;br /&gt;i can't say you meant the whole world to mi, &lt;br /&gt;i won't say that without you i will die...&lt;br /&gt;but i can assure you,&lt;br /&gt;you meant something to me,&lt;br /&gt;you takes up part of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why,&lt;br /&gt;and i know i will never know why.&lt;br /&gt;but i know one thing...&lt;br /&gt;if you do not mean anything to me, &lt;br /&gt;i won't cry for energy,&lt;br /&gt;i won't feel worry...&lt;br /&gt;i won't study for the sake of you guys,&lt;br /&gt;i won't wei ni men ao ye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yun, &lt;br /&gt;if somehow you hear or understand this, &lt;br /&gt;through some way...&lt;br /&gt;please, &lt;br /&gt;return to energy,&lt;br /&gt;fans wanna see energy,&lt;br /&gt;a boyband which consist of 5 guys,&lt;br /&gt;not four...&lt;br /&gt;i know you got you ku zhong, &lt;br /&gt;and so did the other 4&lt;br /&gt;but i really feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;sad that whenever i like a boyband,&lt;br /&gt;a bad news about them breaking up will start to spread in no time,&lt;br /&gt;a news saying they bu he will flies....&lt;br /&gt;first is f4,&lt;br /&gt;then is 5566...&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;when i findally like energy after struggling for a year whether to like you all or not,&lt;br /&gt;my fear happens...&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like i am a jinx...&lt;br /&gt;a jinx to my idols...&lt;br /&gt;would you all be kind enough to prove me wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yun, &lt;br /&gt;if you happens to realise that everyone cares about you, &lt;br /&gt;we wanna share your woes, &lt;br /&gt;we wanna know your worries&lt;br /&gt;so that we can try to help...&lt;br /&gt;so that we won't feel that helpless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yun, &lt;br /&gt;please stands out to tell us,&lt;br /&gt;please let us know what is happening,&lt;br /&gt;please enable us to give a helping hands.&lt;br /&gt;all the fans would be glad to help out,&lt;br /&gt;if we know what happen&lt;br /&gt;and if we have the ability&lt;br /&gt;and if you guys agree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei yun, &lt;br /&gt;you are the best&lt;br /&gt;but you could be better,&lt;br /&gt;if you are with the other four...&lt;br /&gt;at least this is what fans like us thinks,&lt;br /&gt;who don't really understand you guys alot,&lt;br /&gt;who only know you all as we see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please take it as doing us a favour &lt;br /&gt;or you can take is as to show you talents in musical...&lt;br /&gt;wei yun, &lt;br /&gt;you may be facing lots of problems, &lt;br /&gt;but will you stand out to tell the world, &lt;br /&gt;tell your fans,&lt;br /&gt;tell your friends,&lt;br /&gt;tell your family,&lt;br /&gt;tell everyone your troubles...&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but i hope it is not because of friendship problems with the other 4 guys, which i believe not like niu nai they all say..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,hearing from the other 4 is one matter, &lt;br /&gt;hearing from you is another matter, &lt;br /&gt;we can't make a conclusion after listerning to only one party.&lt;br /&gt;so please let us her you side of story,&lt;br /&gt;fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your news... forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106234862087581563?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106234862087581563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106234862087581563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234862087581563' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106189984270341385</id><published>2003-08-26T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T05:10:42.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zpop, so wonderful, &lt;br /&gt;chen xiao dong so cute!!! he ask ask not to get oursleves wet when everyone are already wet...he is the only one at the rehersal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu bing looks so much like shaowei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fanfan so chio and friendly, voice so sweet and she even ask for posters to give fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhang zhi chen so cute! and when he act cool, he also totally dun have that 2pid act tao look, infact, he is so cute too!!! his eyes can fa dian too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fan yi chen songs so nice, i was totally high!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;when jj comes out i totally screaming away, for the sake of***, and i did some stupid lah!!! i make that 'i luv u' handsign to him... shit! just to attract his attention to ***wat... and then when he threw the posters, his aiming dam lousy leh! missed ***by one person only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not missing out park yong ha, he is great street dancer! his songs are great and so is his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to chen xiao dong again, his eyes dam great at fa dian! his songs are nice and so is he! wow! good at both inside and outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's for the Zpop, on sat23...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sun 24, i went juntion 8,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;saw park yong ha, when he is signing for the last fan, he pulled the fan over to his side and took a photo with her, so daring! dun scared how reporters will write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a file and glue to make the ablum for JJ, wrote words and paste the pictures on it. bought a doggy to be the ti shen for his dog, but unfortunately, didn't tell jj any thing... we gave him a test tube with his name on it, he seems curious about it orh... we won in screaming(who ask the others to geng cresentians bi?) won the dan qu (coz the chance becoz of the 7 yue gal), too bad the song niu and pau chose mi and shan and yuani dunno... so we din sing. when JJ just went up the stage, i was playing with the test tube as if it was a light stick and this attacts jj, then the worst thing is when niu ask mi to take that board... jj waved at me(and i was the tallest among the fans), he can see me directly lor, i felt so paisei! then when playing with my bear bear on my finger, he look over again!!! how i wish he is wang ren fu they all, but he dam friendly,(his manager too)... just wear t-shirt and jeans... and when you pass the lyics book to him, he said xiexie, when give him the doggie, he said xiexie, when shaking hands with him, he said xiexie, sigh... so friendly, but when we screamed like hell, wanting him to read some word before he went off, i din even look!!! he just glance through all of us!!! we screamed so sharp and loud till the fans around us all cover their ears, but he din bother us, so sad, ***must be real sad... &lt;br /&gt;he must reamember us as the crez zoo, the group of werido who help him build up the screaming qi fen and xuan chuan!!! and of coz, remeber the things we gave and the words we said, we are really a group of weirdo... to him... a group who has his never been seen pictures!!!(gave him a copy liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon 25, got back chinese test paper,&lt;br /&gt;i got only got 69.5 for chinese... so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, tue 26,&lt;br /&gt;i asked mdm yap did i die in my maths test, she told me,'you did not die lah, but not very well done' i think that means diediedie, i flunked it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>wat a headache! who wanna go z-pop still not settle yet!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106156325455318320?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106156325455318320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106156325455318320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106156325455318320' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106138673394485479</id><published>2003-08-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T06:38:53.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, i see Lin JunJie's Teenage photo, so funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106138673394485479?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106138673394485479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106138673394485479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106138673394485479' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106130334219505942</id><published>2003-08-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T07:29:02.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams finally over! &lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights finally ended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fear haven't leave&lt;br /&gt;......fear haven't ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sense freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Freedom that I have now,&lt;br /&gt;Freedom that won't last,&lt;br /&gt;Freedom that would leave me for good,&lt;br /&gt;leave me when i get back my results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will cry,&lt;br /&gt;i will feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;i will be heartbroken,&lt;br /&gt;but i won't regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best,&lt;br /&gt;i studied for the test.&lt;br /&gt;i gave myself stress,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get any rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i may fail,&lt;br /&gt;i know i won't get 'A's&lt;br /&gt;i fear my results,&lt;br /&gt;for i know the concequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Average of below B3,&lt;br /&gt;and i have to bid my beloved energy's first asia concert good bye.&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye to my ATM card,&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from last thursday to this monday,&lt;br /&gt;an average of 1.6hours of sleep per day...&lt;br /&gt;yet i won't get back the effort that i put in,&lt;br /&gt;not this time,&lt;br /&gt;not this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i may regret,&lt;br /&gt;regret being serious this time,&lt;br /&gt;regret putting in efforts,&lt;br /&gt;for you must know,&lt;br /&gt;the more you effort put in,&lt;br /&gt;the more misery you get in return.&lt;br /&gt;(fu chu de yue duo, huan lai de shang xin jiu gen duo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106130334219505942?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106130334219505942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106130334219505942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106130334219505942' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106069021517520319</id><published>2003-08-12T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T05:10:15.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid niu, mei mei and beng hui! stupid stupid stupid you!!!&lt;br /&gt;you all 3 also din come to schoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;dun like you!!!&lt;br /&gt;not fair!!!&lt;br /&gt;and stupid toro pau for forgetting the tie dan!!!&lt;br /&gt;i went to school today for the sake of tie dan lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~&lt;br /&gt;today sux!!!&lt;br /&gt;ting xie i all dunno!!!&lt;br /&gt;then have headache some more!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i really slept on the mrt!!!&lt;br /&gt;[but luck i wake up at lakeside]&lt;br /&gt;din enjoy today!!!&lt;br /&gt;horrible day man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlyf4.com/Biography/KenPics/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must visit www.onlyf4.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106069021517520319?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106069021517520319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106069021517520319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106069021517520319' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106060901600726420</id><published>2003-08-11T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T06:36:55.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trufully, i had a hard day today! lesson from 7.55 to 1.30 and science remidial from 2.00pm to 3.00pm and then sceince tuition from 5.00pm to 6.45pm! then now reach home, still have ting xie, letter writhing and alot more other homeworks! and having a headache(since in chinese lesson) goodness me! what a horrible day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106060901600726420?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106060901600726420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106060901600726420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106060901600726420' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106060870111135276</id><published>2003-08-11T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T06:31:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Corrections for lit class test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. OBVIOUSLY I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.	Retribution- daughters (Antigone and Ismene) suffering for Oedipus’ (father’s) sin. Quote pg 131.&lt;br /&gt;2.	Sharing the suffering/ woes amongst family members/ going through thick and thin together. “There is no pain, no sorrows, no dishonour we have not shared together, you and I.” (pg 132) &lt;br /&gt;3.	Terms of endearment. “Our dearest”, “our two dear brothers”, “dear Ismene”&lt;br /&gt;4.	Loyalty and faithfulness, standing up for brothers (family) even in the face of death. “Creon has expressly forbidden it”/ “ the punishment for disobedience is death by stoning” (pg 132)“I will bury my brother. And if I die for it, what happiness!” (pg 132)“Is he not your brother, and mine, whatever you like it or not?” “He has no rights to keep me from my own.”&lt;br /&gt;5.	Family duty: it is an obligation to fulfill family duty- a MUST bury Polynices “holiest laws of heaven”, “my duty”, “true duty” (pg 133)&lt;br /&gt;6.	Pain and sorrow at the deaths of family members- Antigone and Ismene are distraught at the death of Oedipus, suicide of Jocasta and the killings of Polynices and Eteocles.&lt;br /&gt;7.	Sisterly love- Ismene is fearful and did not want Antigone to risk her life because she loved her and wanted to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;8.	Trust- Antigone trust Ismene with her risky plan. Wants her advice and help. “I bought you out here, where we shan’t be heard, to tell you something alone.”&lt;br /&gt;9.	Understand each other completely-“black news, I can see already”.&lt;br /&gt;10.	Moral values of family ties-“defy the holiest laws of heaven”.&lt;br /&gt;11.	Forgiveness- Antigone wants to bury Polynices- forgives him for bringing the Argive Army into Thebes.&lt;br /&gt;12.	Ruined family ties- Eteocles and Polynices fighting and killing each other over the throne.&lt;br /&gt;Family relationships (complicated)- Oedipus realized he married his mother and killed his father-mother suicide (hanged herself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these R the corrections of the lit test tt we gotten back 2day (if i didn't copy wrongly)...help yourself with the answer above if you didn't copy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106060870111135276?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106060870111135276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106060870111135276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106060870111135276' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106053078338405631</id><published>2003-08-10T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T08:53:03.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyo, &lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog actually, &lt;br /&gt;but you know, &lt;br /&gt;that stupid niu, &lt;br /&gt;scolded me for this lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naggy naggy niu niu,&lt;br /&gt;eating grass ah chew chew.&lt;br /&gt;drinking bottles of qoo qoo,&lt;br /&gt;later get choke then is very cool ah very cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, &lt;br /&gt;that stupid niu, &lt;br /&gt;scold me in her blog, &lt;br /&gt;i must scold back her here, &lt;br /&gt;na-na-ni-boo-boo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;tomorow have to go to school sia, &lt;br /&gt;fridae common test liao, &lt;br /&gt;time flies man!&lt;br /&gt;our school so lousy!&lt;br /&gt;no leave...&lt;br /&gt;my brother so good,&lt;br /&gt;2mlw dun need to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;where got fair?&lt;br /&gt;this year national day very boring leh!&lt;br /&gt;should heve 2 days public holiday wat,&lt;br /&gt;but now,&lt;br /&gt;not even one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;br /&gt;a belated happy birthday to SINGAPORE my homeland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106053078338405631?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106053078338405631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106053078338405631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106053078338405631' title=''/><author><name>huang gou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116799520021857292</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5659506.post-106035540805911757</id><published>2003-08-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T08:10:08.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tell me what's friendship;&lt;br /&gt;When there isn't trust.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is friendship;&lt;br /&gt;When it doesn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is friendship;&lt;br /&gt;When best friends always betray each other.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is friendship;&lt;br /&gt;When one friend talk bad things behind the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what are friends for,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the real reason behind.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what should i do, &lt;br /&gt;Tell me should i continue to trust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i continue to totally trust my friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5659506-106035540805911757?l=huanggou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106035540805911757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5659506/posts/default/106035540805911757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huanggou.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106035540805911757' title=''/><author><name>huang 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