<?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-16858889</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:25:04.965+08:00</updated><category term='random.'/><title type='text'>FAIZ. =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2531221220491037646</id><published>2007-09-15T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:48:32.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvF_IOISXI/AAAAAAAAATA/Eo3O-Vn4imY/s1600-h/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvF_IOISXI/AAAAAAAAATA/Eo3O-Vn4imY/s320/DSC02233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110395890511137138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvF_IOISYI/AAAAAAAAATI/Ae2CoIevVmU/s1600-h/DSC02234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvF_IOISYI/AAAAAAAAATI/Ae2CoIevVmU/s320/DSC02234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110395890511137154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvE04OISSI/AAAAAAAAASY/7ATdHPbNHXA/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvE04OISSI/AAAAAAAAASY/7ATdHPbNHXA/s320/DSC02231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110394614905850146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvE1YOISTI/AAAAAAAAASg/VXKBkIeGCzc/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvE1YOISTI/AAAAAAAAASg/VXKBkIeGCzc/s320/DSC02232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110394623495784754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvE1oOISUI/AAAAAAAAASo/58yzLbl8ZZo/s1600-h/DSC02237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvE1oOISUI/AAAAAAAAASo/58yzLbl8ZZo/s320/DSC02237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110394627790752066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvFaYOISVI/AAAAAAAAASw/-UDzdC0O_nY/s1600-h/DSC02253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvFaYOISVI/AAAAAAAAASw/-UDzdC0O_nY/s320/DSC02253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110395259150944594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvFbIOISWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/R5c48mLv6WI/s1600-h/DSC02254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvFbIOISWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/R5c48mLv6WI/s320/DSC02254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110395272035846498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAY. I FEEL VERY HAPPY. three hundred and twenty four dollars + eleven dollars (fluoro yellow brake cables) gone just like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2531221220491037646?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2531221220491037646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2531221220491037646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2531221220491037646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2531221220491037646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/09/yeaaay.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuvF_IOISXI/AAAAAAAAATA/Eo3O-Vn4imY/s72-c/DSC02233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2422272759282479847</id><published>2007-09-11T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:57:53.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this here is gonna be the hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Ruaec_S7ooI/AAAAAAAAARw/NURZG3PEAx4/s1600-h/Mix+Cassette_b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Ruaec_S7ooI/AAAAAAAAARw/NURZG3PEAx4/s320/Mix+Cassette_b.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108945048162771586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is called the rims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuaedPS7opI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JpA3M43frU0/s1600-h/Hazard+Lite+Rims_b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuaedPS7opI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JpA3M43frU0/s320/Hazard+Lite+Rims_b.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108945052457738898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know this, it's called a tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuaedPS7oqI/AAAAAAAAASA/PXBaCgLtdak/s1600-h/Path+tire_b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RuaedPS7oqI/AAAAAAAAASA/PXBaCgLtdak/s320/Path+tire_b.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108945052457738914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello. nobody's probably reading this, but who cares. im here to rant about my neew rear wheelset! hoho. came back from hougang just now, cos of tiong hin being so far at hougang.  aanyways, this wheelset's gonna cost me 300 + 24? so yeah its around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three hundred and twenty-four dollars&lt;/span&gt;! i reckon its gonna be light la. and yes. i cant wait to get my hands on this baby probably on friday or something. woohoo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;primo pro mix cassette hubs&lt;/span&gt; laced to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;odyssey hazard lite chrome rims&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dt spokes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;odyssey path tires&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2422272759282479847?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2422272759282479847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2422272759282479847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2422272759282479847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2422272759282479847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-here-is-gonna-be-hubs.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Ruaec_S7ooI/AAAAAAAAARw/NURZG3PEAx4/s72-c/Mix+Cassette_b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-5776693413812603289</id><published>2007-08-20T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:47:24.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RsmpXfS7okI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kFgqHHikle0/s1600-h/Empty_by_drummah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RsmpXfS7okI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kFgqHHikle0/s320/Empty_by_drummah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100794273976787522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; There she goes again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;Another masquerade in false circumstance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;She'll fuck you just for the taste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;I just wish I could replace all the memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;Of what makes my blood run cold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;And as your blood flows through me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;I say goodbye to what we had&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;She came and went&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;I gnawed through my lip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;Makeup smeared in her eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;Each sob's a reason to say goodbye.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;Sometimes when you're holding on&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;You'll never see the light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;With flowers in her hair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;I gazed upon with dead lovers eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;She never looked so good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;And I never felt so right.&lt;/a&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/16858889-5776693413812603289?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/5776693413812603289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=5776693413812603289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5776693413812603289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5776693413812603289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-she-goes-again-another-masquerade.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RsmpXfS7okI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kFgqHHikle0/s72-c/Empty_by_drummah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2640626088819629887</id><published>2007-08-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:31:44.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RsmlZ_S7ojI/AAAAAAAAARI/cbv2ZKQi1Mc/s1600-h/Black_rose_by_dbdaman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RsmlZ_S7ojI/AAAAAAAAARI/cbv2ZKQi1Mc/s320/Black_rose_by_dbdaman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100789918879949362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Theft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;by Atreyu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;He bends and he breaks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; If he gives they will take away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; His passion, his pain, his grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; He exhales,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; A thousand black flowers explode&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Into butterflies as they're away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Rip them out, take them,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; That resembles a soul of a man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; See him numb, see him crushed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Rip them out, take them&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Burn to coals as they crush and leave nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; That resembles a soul of a man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Leave them numb, leave them crushed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Took the fire inside&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; One too many times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; He's burning over and out now,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; He flails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Up against the raging tides,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; No more fights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Everything you ever wanted to see,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; See it in his eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; One more time, one more time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; Climb down to test the waters,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; My hands feel like they're rusting away, yeah, yeah, yeah,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; So I'll pace around like a lamb before the slaughter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; I'll stay here as long as you let me,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Decision's been made obvious so I will return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I started I'll stay here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When I'm finished I'll whither away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;loves.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="12"&gt;&lt;/a&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/16858889-2640626088819629887?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2640626088819629887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2640626088819629887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2640626088819629887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2640626088819629887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/08/theft-by-atreyu-he-bends-and-he-breaks.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RsmlZ_S7ojI/AAAAAAAAARI/cbv2ZKQi1Mc/s72-c/Black_rose_by_dbdaman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-4735433359557000863</id><published>2007-07-05T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:16:52.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;wokays, pictures of the donno when's ride. last saturday i think. so much for riding to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;LET THE PICTURES SPEAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacob's trying. heheh. the typical army shorts+ that singlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgHi7IzhI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EBvbaTlO0ro/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgHi7IzhI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EBvbaTlO0ro/s320/DSC01610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083684499632999954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgHy7IziI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XGBqUc8mJYc/s1600-h/DSC01615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgHy7IziI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XGBqUc8mJYc/s320/DSC01615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083684503927967266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wee! again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgIS7IzjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0z8wl8VO454/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgIS7IzjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0z8wl8VO454/s320/DSC01618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083684512517901874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jason cleared that! *salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgIi7IzkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/EUgrbcdeAmk/s1600-h/DSC01633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgIi7IzkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/EUgrbcdeAmk/s320/DSC01633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083684516812869186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgJi7IzlI/AAAAAAAAARA/X-M5upIQADU/s1600-h/DSC01647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgJi7IzlI/AAAAAAAAARA/X-M5upIQADU/s320/DSC01647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083684533992738386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-4735433359557000863?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/4735433359557000863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=4735433359557000863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4735433359557000863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4735433359557000863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/07/wokays-pictures-of-donno-whens-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RozgHi7IzhI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EBvbaTlO0ro/s72-c/DSC01610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-973380508697901499</id><published>2007-06-12T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:55:33.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentosa was great. went with jason, glad, waikit, send, amos, ryan, otah, weilie, sean, jacob, terence, wei lun, jy, qy, jy. many many lah. i was late for half an hour! didnt think they would be early, but they were! then we took bus 10 w/o sean, jacob and otah cos they were even later than me. then we stopped at siglap and headed to fairprice. bought some stuff and we got in the same bus as the late ones. bla bla bla to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;   ate, met up with jy, qy,  jy, terence and weilun at vivo. took the whatever train there.&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla at sentosa. usual stuff lah. after everyone washed up, they all played the luge thing. sounded fun.&lt;br /&gt;   dinner back at vivo. we splitted cos some of them wanted to eat at banquet again! so left me, otah, jason and jy at bk.&lt;br /&gt;   played foosball!&lt;br /&gt;   took bus 10 back home. started telling ghost 'stories' till sendjaja got so scared that he slept over at otah's house.  =]&lt;br /&gt;   HUHYEAAHHHEHH! peektures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gayest face; send!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Ghu0MuLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uKcIOR4xtHY/s1600-h/collage01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Ghu0MuLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uKcIOR4xtHY/s320/collage01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075141744153901234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes, i had to enjoy that $2.20 popsicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Gh-0MuMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/wTZWcW88--U/s1600-h/DSC01471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Gh-0MuMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/wTZWcW88--U/s320/DSC01471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075141748448868546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so did they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6GiO0MuNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Qw5zTjkwcYw/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6GiO0MuNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Qw5zTjkwcYw/s320/DSC01472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075141752743835858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sunset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Gie0MuOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/d1-OviDYMLU/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Gie0MuOI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/d1-OviDYMLU/s320/DSC01485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075141757038803170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;im with the boy whos afraid of a little boy who might pop right infront of his face when he opens his door at home at night alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Giu0MuPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YNXdEsgf83o/s1600-h/DSC01514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Giu0MuPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YNXdEsgf83o/s320/DSC01514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075141761333770482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/16858889-973380508697901499?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/973380508697901499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=973380508697901499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/973380508697901499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/973380508697901499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/06/sentosa-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rm6Ghu0MuLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uKcIOR4xtHY/s72-c/collage01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-6859418534474267178</id><published>2007-06-01T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:03:12.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAKds7RSNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qFL2qXyKGgE/s1600-h/Razorblade_Heart_by_scattereddreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAKds7RSNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qFL2qXyKGgE/s320/Razorblade_Heart_by_scattereddreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071064685811419346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; you know I would have died for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; now I'm forced to choose between a life of revenge or regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; as I thirst for vengeance, my heart struggles to come to grips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; why would you leave me to die, turn, and walk away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;im asking you. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-6859418534474267178?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/6859418534474267178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=6859418534474267178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6859418534474267178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6859418534474267178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-know-i-would-have-died-for-you-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAKds7RSNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qFL2qXyKGgE/s72-c/Razorblade_Heart_by_scattereddreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-3377484691109868178</id><published>2007-06-01T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:04:48.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJqs7RSJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CsxQZ-HKeqQ/s1600-h/VANS+ROWLEY+SQUARES2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJqs7RSJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CsxQZ-HKeqQ/s320/VANS+ROWLEY+SQUARES2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071063809638090898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJrc7RSKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/65nFZ7rx83o/s1600-h/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJrc7RSKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/65nFZ7rx83o/s320/DSC01342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071063822522992802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJsM7RSLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/UGFLqopgqBk/s1600-h/DSC01328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJsM7RSLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/UGFLqopgqBk/s320/DSC01328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071063835407894706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJs87RSMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jVfv6q8r7No/s1600-h/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJs87RSMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jVfv6q8r7No/s320/DSC01346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071063848292796610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROWLEY SQUARES ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, i made an ipod skin from the sticker they gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, congrats to aslam's footballers fc for making it to the knockout rounds but losing the 1st knockout match by a stupid penalty yesterday. anyway they must have had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasi ayam penyet owns everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-3377484691109868178?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/3377484691109868178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=3377484691109868178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3377484691109868178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3377484691109868178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/06/rowley-squares-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RmAJqs7RSJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CsxQZ-HKeqQ/s72-c/VANS+ROWLEY+SQUARES2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-7108022844881007353</id><published>2007-05-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:15:03.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything isn't happening right.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7108022844881007353?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7108022844881007353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7108022844881007353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7108022844881007353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7108022844881007353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything-isnt-happening-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-2605035330289457522</id><published>2007-05-13T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:08:42.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>="(&lt;br /&gt;didnt want all this to happen&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2605035330289457522?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2605035330289457522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2605035330289457522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2605035330289457522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2605035330289457522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/05/didnt-want-all-this-to-happen-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-4071722302261876126</id><published>2007-05-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:22:03.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, guilty as charged, i've been riding alot the past few days. i can say we did improve alot also. have also been riding with other riders around too.&lt;br /&gt;    I think my bike's too heavy already, and it's also giving me problems; stupid hubs no more clicking sound, brake levers spoil already, cranks making sounds, argh.&lt;br /&gt;    On a lighter note, this means i can find an excuse to get new stuff! woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raw frames rock lah.  i really wanna get either one of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LIQUOR  BIKES&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR6lr2jK1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/PTQqEOGRpKE/s1600-h/lf_side_view_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR6lr2jK1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/PTQqEOGRpKE/s320/lf_side_view_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063306668916550482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proper Proclaimer Frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5Xb2jK0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/rxCVVPvRhJo/s1600-h/Proclaimer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5Xb2jK0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/rxCVVPvRhJo/s320/Proclaimer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063305324591786818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Paya Lebar MRT there;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR2572jKtI/AAAAAAAAAOI/PUNULDth7Is/s1600-h/DSC01194+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR2572jKtI/AAAAAAAAAOI/PUNULDth7Is/s320/DSC01194+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063302618762390226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was at ECP&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5W72jKyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gZ3WbAhQ55o/s1600-h/DSC01233wses.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR26L2jKuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/72GPzuUxKz8/s1600-h/DSC01183e+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR26L2jKuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/72GPzuUxKz8/s320/DSC01183e+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063302623057357538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet huh. got my rims and half of the spokes gold, hubs and the other half of the spokes black. gradient-ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR26r2jKvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gVCRS2oSsYo/s1600-h/DSC01227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR26r2jKvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/gVCRS2oSsYo/s320/DSC01227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063302631647292146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5W72jKyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gZ3WbAhQ55o/s1600-h/DSC01233wses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5W72jKyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gZ3WbAhQ55o/s320/DSC01233wses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063305316001852194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5Xb2jKzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/wso7RcXtTXo/s1600-h/DSC01234s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR5Xb2jKzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/wso7RcXtTXo/s320/DSC01234s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063305324591786802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-4071722302261876126?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/4071722302261876126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=4071722302261876126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4071722302261876126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4071722302261876126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-guilty-as-charged-ive-been-riding.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RkR6lr2jK1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/PTQqEOGRpKE/s72-c/lf_side_view_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-5806531448428133956</id><published>2007-04-08T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:15:51.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>metro bmx jam is simply awesome. i hope they'll come again next year!&lt;br /&gt;the picture below might scare you. you know why? cos we got up close with ryan nyquist! and all the other pro riders in the WORLD, mind you. and here it is. more of the finals pics coming soon. and i got a white tee full of the riders' signatures!  Ryan Nyquist, Morgan Wade, Ryan Guettler, Josh Harrington, Kym Grosser and many more! woooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, RYAN NYQUIST, bernard, jason and ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMPBII5PI/AAAAAAAAANw/WtkWHpnxjQo/s1600-h/DSC00942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMPBII5PI/AAAAAAAAANw/WtkWHpnxjQo/s320/DSC00942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051011540468688114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;jason and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Zachary Alexander Yankush aka Catfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMPhII5QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QKa-JeKMXQQ/s1600-h/DSC00941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMPhII5QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/QKa-JeKMXQQ/s320/DSC00941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051011549058622722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and the catfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMQBII5RI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SAE1wXqvW7k/s1600-h/DSC00940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMQBII5RI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SAE1wXqvW7k/s320/DSC00940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051011557648557330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-5806531448428133956?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/5806531448428133956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=5806531448428133956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5806531448428133956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5806531448428133956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/04/metro-bmx-jam-is-simply-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RhjMPBII5PI/AAAAAAAAANw/WtkWHpnxjQo/s72-c/DSC00942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2912741324774667021</id><published>2007-03-25T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:52:47.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FNR! i got the odyssey evolver brakes, and they are a hell of alot better than normal brakes. or maybe cos of the brake pads. koolstops all weather brakepads rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jason and his fufanu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RgYMrQi153I/AAAAAAAAANc/QosiSDKD8NE/s1600-h/DSC00682JASON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RgYMrQi153I/AAAAAAAAANc/QosiSDKD8NE/s320/DSC00682JASON.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045734369830233970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abubaca!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RgYMsAi154I/AAAAAAAAANk/vnwlxs-aHKY/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RgYMsAi154I/AAAAAAAAANk/vnwlxs-aHKY/s320/DSC00688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045734382715135874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2912741324774667021?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2912741324774667021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2912741324774667021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2912741324774667021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2912741324774667021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/03/fnr-i-got-odyssey-evolver-brakes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RgYMrQi153I/AAAAAAAAANc/QosiSDKD8NE/s72-c/DSC00682JASON.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-3095703624773976977</id><published>2007-03-18T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:07:55.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time for pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rfzye-ewCkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/E6qOB416X6s/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rfzye-ewCkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/E6qOB416X6s/s320/DSC00604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043172296730085954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RfzyfOewClI/AAAAAAAAANE/egsrdDvbinE/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RfzyfOewClI/AAAAAAAAANE/egsrdDvbinE/s320/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043172301025053266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weee 180 downslope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RfzyfeewCmI/AAAAAAAAANM/vXvW-Bd4twI/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RfzyfeewCmI/AAAAAAAAANM/vXvW-Bd4twI/s320/DSC00660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043172305320020578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the hip at parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rfzyf-ewCnI/AAAAAAAAANU/JHEVYuY7OkI/s1600-h/DSC00646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rfzyf-ewCnI/AAAAAAAAANU/JHEVYuY7OkI/s320/DSC00646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043172313909955186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;180 off ledge. thats not me by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;like they say, 'a picture paints a thousand words'.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i shall post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-3095703624773976977?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/3095703624773976977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=3095703624773976977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3095703624773976977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3095703624773976977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-for-pictures-roar.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/Rfzye-ewCkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/E6qOB416X6s/s72-c/DSC00604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-3049901421422803207</id><published>2007-03-04T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T17:11:30.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOB rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking tiring, i tell you although it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so this was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sophian, his sis and yasmine at simei mrt. i was late. hahaha. and we went to expo by mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queued there, saw my mum's friends' son. saw hui min, but i wasn't sure if it was her at that time. then saw finn also. nad came late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly at around 4 plus or 5 plus, or 6, suddenly people started standing up, then running to the exit. so we all stood and ran! then we got stucked there la. people pushing here and there. i asked nad for her cards and started throwing them! damn funny, made friends around too, cos they also wanted to play with the cards. then there was the 'terbotak' guy nad and yas were laughing their asses about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got in, they put the band thingie on our wrists, and we ran into the place! we got a nice place already la, but there were people who spoilt it la. THE indianARMPITS! nad was beside that person, so she experienced the most! so sad. then they were like, shouting at each other la. funnay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this band, who played, and then saw loser, previously known as pug jelly.  even before  fob came out, i was already exhausted. everyone got separated, and i was with yas only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nad called me, she said she was outside. she was infront actually, and the bouncers actually pulled her out cos she was like, dying. haha! we got out and met nad, and we took a drink. ran back in and saw fob already out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots, almost half the songs were from the previous album, the other half was from the new album. i think i didnt know 1 of the songs only. but yeah, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing ended, me nad and yas went to eastpoint and bought big gulps. i ate chilli crab instant noodles! haha. then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to upload the pics! soon kay. hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-3049901421422803207?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/3049901421422803207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=3049901421422803207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3049901421422803207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3049901421422803207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/03/fob-rocked-it-was-freaking-tiring-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-3908796866930103039</id><published>2007-02-25T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:59:47.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/ReFr_omsDLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XiWxcZnvi0Y/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/ReFr_omsDLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XiWxcZnvi0Y/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035424599352544434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weeeee! fob here i come! hahaha. cant wait. hahahahhaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-3908796866930103039?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/3908796866930103039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=3908796866930103039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3908796866930103039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3908796866930103039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/02/weeeee-fob-here-i-come-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/ReFr_omsDLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XiWxcZnvi0Y/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2038537741179854203</id><published>2007-01-28T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T11:40:07.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to ride on sat, mostly around bedok. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid got a pedalbite i think. he looks so sad in this pic. ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaVhexdsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BI3VThKNTVw/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaVhexdsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BI3VThKNTVw/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024920241305646786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jason was actually looking at the weather but he just looked so, act. hahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaWRexdtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5TBvXRIl6Uc/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaWRexdtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5TBvXRIl6Uc/s320/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024920254190548690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont know who the hell that is la. doing some stupid shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaWhexduI/AAAAAAAAAME/tFZkgROZF_0/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaWhexduI/AAAAAAAAAME/tFZkgROZF_0/s320/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024920258485516002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here he is again. with some barspin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaWxexdvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Wf5J95LyI_A/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaWxexdvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Wf5J95LyI_A/s320/DSC00090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024920262780483314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EVEN BURGERS HAVE RACES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaXxexdwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1iRDgDSH1bY/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaXxexdwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1iRDgDSH1bY/s320/DSC00129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024920279960352514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2038537741179854203?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2038537741179854203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2038537741179854203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2038537741179854203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2038537741179854203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/went-to-ride-on-sat-mostly-around-bedok.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbwaVhexdsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/BI3VThKNTVw/s72-c/DSC00067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2251464547177277042</id><published>2007-01-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:49:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my shoulders and neck aching damn bad!&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to rugby, and maybe riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, we had a friendly match against bukit batok sec and ACS(international). suprisingly, we won both matches. i only got to play like halfway through the first match, and continued for the 2nd one. scored a try against them. didnt miss any tackles. felt so good man. that try was for... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday, went to ride with amos, sid, jason, zhenyu, rin. see pics below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 180 looking good. hahaha. actually also i didnt nail it properly. but it looks cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrBexdpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PdMAt7chD98/s1600-h/20-01-07_1846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrBexdpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PdMAt7chD98/s320/20-01-07_1846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023220765696292498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at the background. looks real? its actually jason's tee. i thought they brought liquor man!(seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrRexdqI/AAAAAAAAALY/_05GSb0mqwY/s1600-h/20-01-07_1636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrRexdqI/AAAAAAAAALY/_05GSb0mqwY/s320/20-01-07_1636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023220769991259810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like what rin said, with mos' hand on his crotch, doesnt look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrRexdrI/AAAAAAAAALg/p17ggOz1nw4/s1600-h/20-01-07_1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrRexdrI/AAAAAAAAALg/p17ggOz1nw4/s320/20-01-07_1849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023220769991259826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2251464547177277042?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2251464547177277042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2251464547177277042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2251464547177277042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2251464547177277042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-shoulders-and-neck-aching-damn-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RbYQrBexdpI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PdMAt7chD98/s72-c/20-01-07_1846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-7056609646525206155</id><published>2007-01-20T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:25:28.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FNR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha rode last night. at first was only with jason. rode around eastpoint. practised 180 all the way. can rollback but not rollout! damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with bernard and the other guys at the bedok skatepark. played the bowl all that la, but it was dark. thats all la. quite boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7056609646525206155?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7056609646525206155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7056609646525206155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7056609646525206155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7056609646525206155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/fnr-haha-rode-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-8150839136490480774</id><published>2007-01-18T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:24:42.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit man. i really have to go for my rugby training already. i've really got the urge to go, but it's all about the studies. although i really have to focus on my studying, i still need my attendence for my cca. damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   in sec 2, i could vividly remember my try against pioneer(which we lost) but that was the only try we had for that match! i made a really dumb mistake before that pissed off my teammates. khai was like, 'eh faiz! you better not make anymore mistakes and you better score a try to make up for that mistake!' all the others were angry too. that struck me bad. i really felt bad for making dumb mistakes la. almost till the end, i really did score a try for my team. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  we were of course motivated, but still losing. but i've gotta admit, when they were all shouting at me, i found out it was for a reason; to realise what i have done. although we lost for that match(and also got kicked out for the silverware), i've learnt a lot from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  i had loads of battle scars ever since i joined rugby. and most of them were heart-shaped. damn painful la. but cool. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  love leads to hatred, hatred leads to anger, anger leads to pain, and pain, is just painful. god what the hell am i saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  our coach was one of a kind. he gave us shitloads of experience, and lectures, but it helped in the end.  played with the  st. andrews old boys',  lots of friendly matches, tournaments and it was worth it. won a few, and of course lost a few..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;this year, i'm going all out.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;all for you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-8150839136490480774?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/8150839136490480774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=8150839136490480774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/8150839136490480774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/8150839136490480774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/shit-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-7738247921931776942</id><published>2007-01-16T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T18:28:41.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Misery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write the lines you want me to, with the words.&lt;br /&gt;I dare to use of all the ones that you have taught me, along the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cast a perfect shadow on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Fade away with sunlight, I fear the way you know me, love can leave a stain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You steal my only hope and make me stay awake another night.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you bear with me, stay near me.&lt;br /&gt;When the autumn leaves have fallen. Solitude, my pain, the last thing left of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be safe, this I swear.&lt;br /&gt;If you only love me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven lonely lies written on Deadwinter's night,&lt;br /&gt;open the only book with the only poem I can read&lt;br /&gt;In blood I sign my name and seal the midnight with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Burn the paper, every line for them I cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Playwrite and you are my Crown, make me cry for your love,&lt;br /&gt;like you've done many times, so I know.&lt;br /&gt;I can't write these storylines without you, lady pain, make me strong,&lt;br /&gt;can't we be together without them forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words I write can only hurt you, sorry for the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my only one, you gave me this pain&lt;br /&gt;I leave you gently on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;take one step towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the letter never written, good night now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you fall I'll catch, if you love I'll love, and so it goes, my dear, don't be scared, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; you'll be safe, this I swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; If you only love me back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7738247921931776942?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7738247921931776942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7738247921931776942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7738247921931776942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7738247921931776942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/misery-i-write-lines-you-want-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-7122429631144421809</id><published>2007-01-15T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:49:25.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're so&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;repulsive&lt;/span&gt;. you're&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;self-centred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;materialistic&lt;/span&gt; and too&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;calculative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. you think you're the only one who has looks? think again. don't ever think you're a social butterfly. first impression might count, but once people get to know you, they'll be just as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; please please please think before you say or do anything. i never thought you were like this. but you're even&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;than i expected. don't be a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt;. your mouth is as big as the whole bloody earth.  please shut that gap of yours, thanks. one more thing, dont try to be humble,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheapskate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;think you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; so great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7122429631144421809?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7122429631144421809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7122429631144421809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7122429631144421809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7122429631144421809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/youre-so-repulsive.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-4761155541778287935</id><published>2007-01-12T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:46:49.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why did it have to rain today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so in love right now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accidentally slept and woke up at 5 like that. i was supposed to go to l&amp;t to fetch my baby. but she wasn't ready yet. waited for her to get ready, until like 6 plus - 7? damn late la. but its okay with me. went under jason's block, called him down. sid and zhenyu were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wanna see her? there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaeQje7zBeI/AAAAAAAAALE/VpFUBwkIkbI/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaeQje7zBeI/AAAAAAAAALE/VpFUBwkIkbI/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019139249001399778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. pretty isn't she? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-4761155541778287935?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/4761155541778287935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=4761155541778287935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4761155541778287935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4761155541778287935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-did-it-have-to-rain-today-im-so-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaeQje7zBeI/AAAAAAAAALE/VpFUBwkIkbI/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-6808123563041181002</id><published>2007-01-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:33:28.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>byebye hoffman flesh. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially bikeless from 9 pm, Thursday, 11 January 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have betrayed my beloved. she was sold to another guy! haha my bike that is. some guy got it for 180. kinda good price. can't wait to get my forum partial 20 man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to ride with the new forum partial 20! argh. wrong timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-6808123563041181002?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/6808123563041181002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=6808123563041181002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6808123563041181002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6808123563041181002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/byebye-hoffman-flesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-5137655700463581351</id><published>2007-01-09T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:20:51.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mine and aslam's. If only gee was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaNeGRA68UI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ydn60nqTDdo/s1600-h/DSC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaNeGRA68UI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ydn60nqTDdo/s320/DSC00743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017957871560356162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was during a maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaNeGhA68VI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yeorBQ-UE4M/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaNeGhA68VI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yeorBQ-UE4M/s320/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017957875855323474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-5137655700463581351?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/5137655700463581351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=5137655700463581351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5137655700463581351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5137655700463581351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/mine-and-aslams.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RaNeGRA68UI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ydn60nqTDdo/s72-c/DSC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-5178571084709243911</id><published>2007-01-03T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T19:18:04.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smelly tofu&lt;/span&gt; stinks. &lt;u&gt;Really&lt;/u&gt; stinks.&lt;br /&gt;I think it should be banned in singapore. Wait, is it already banned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally school starts. Everyone's back. I suddenly feel like playing rugby again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need to alter the new pants.&lt;br /&gt;&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/16858889-5178571084709243911?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/5178571084709243911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=5178571084709243911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5178571084709243911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5178571084709243911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2007/01/smelly-tofu-stinks.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-2999566470394980247</id><published>2006-12-28T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T04:39:48.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i have to admit, i've been out lately these few days/weeks.  With me going out almost everyday, i realised that im out of clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOPMAN.&lt;/span&gt; i realised that topman has been dominating my wadrobe. and i got skinny jeans! FINALLY. sweater, tshirts. hell yeah. need, more, clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when i went out with gee, lajambo, fathi, fareez, khai and wan. dont know why we went town for. got a topman wallet. i was broke the minute i bought that wallet la. slacked at mccafe till i was forced to go home.(2nd pic, farid looks damn gay.) it was also quite a long time since all of us met up and went out. so it was the only time everyone was free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQqmHDweI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_MmGjLX_U3I/s1600-h/DSC00308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQqmHDweI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_MmGjLX_U3I/s320/DSC00308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013298765420020194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQrGHDwfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BS9ICQnEAZU/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQrGHDwfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BS9ICQnEAZU/s320/DSC00310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013298774009954802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after kl. The day we came back we were already out again. went to marina square with the 3a ppl.  they all separated la cos some didnt want to eat this, some didnt wanna  eat that. really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQrWHDwgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SKcBnrxnMMQ/s1600-h/DSC00439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQrWHDwgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SKcBnrxnMMQ/s320/DSC00439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013298778304922114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i was out with my siblings and cousins. that was my first time out with my cousins. we havent met for quite a while too. and my eldest cousin looks like some gangster. nice bod, fierce man. the one in green. ate, then walked walked. got my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQrmHDwhI/AAAAAAAAAKI/upRJOGgkSTI/s1600-h/DSC00456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQrmHDwhI/AAAAAAAAAKI/upRJOGgkSTI/s320/DSC00456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013298782599889426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, had&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; seafood&lt;/span&gt;! it was greaaat i tell you. i think i ate the most la. really filled myself up. and i think i need to train already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQr2HDwiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/G2O6d9YutdY/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQr2HDwiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/G2O6d9YutdY/s320/DSC00507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013298786894856738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST NOW,&lt;/span&gt; went to get my books. intended to go buy school uniform too but farid said they were going out. so i just had to meet up. reached orchard and saw fareez and farid walking. i glanced around, and i saw ahpoh, with two girls infront of him. at first i thought ahpoh was goin out with us. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl have been saying i've grown &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taller&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE FILIPINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason, come back quickly la i want my hubs! haha as you all know he is in the phillipines!*filipino, filipino!* that just reminded me of the black eyed peas song, 'bebot'. ha. He's supposed to get me a new frame! asswipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 in the morning&lt;/span&gt; and i havent had any shut eye. goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2999566470394980247?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2999566470394980247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2999566470394980247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2999566470394980247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2999566470394980247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-i-have-to-admit-ive-been-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RZLQqmHDweI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_MmGjLX_U3I/s72-c/DSC00308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2878941462127989916</id><published>2006-12-19T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T08:35:27.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its official, i havent slept for 17 hours straight. LOL. from 4pm yesterday. weee. and im off tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2878941462127989916?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2878941462127989916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2878941462127989916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2878941462127989916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2878941462127989916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-official-i-havent-slept-for-17.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-8066728852508698811</id><published>2006-12-18T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:35:37.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're sad or just now in the right mood, i'll bet this will cheer you up. its damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, FUI! (don't mind ah fui)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKWHDwaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9FDMxJNYlj4/s1600-h/warp%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKWHDwaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9FDMxJNYlj4/s320/warp%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534583067361698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-WHDwXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lACcxirrBYs/s1600-h/warp%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-WHDwXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lACcxirrBYs/s320/warp%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534376908931442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-WHDwYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cnQWl8rDP0s/s1600-h/warp%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-WHDwYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cnQWl8rDP0s/s320/warp%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534376908931458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-WHDwZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_vcxmDz4jrw/s1600-h/warp%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-WHDwZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_vcxmDz4jrw/s320/warp%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534376908931474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Ghim! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKWHDwbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/T6k5HFW7Dvs/s1600-h/warp%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKWHDwbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/T6k5HFW7Dvs/s320/warp%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534583067361714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKmHDwcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/M2XkJmgV8Ak/s1600-h/warp%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKmHDwcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/M2XkJmgV8Ak/s320/warp%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534587362329026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKmHDwdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/KHHFAeCPWiI/s1600-h/warp%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKmHDwdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/KHHFAeCPWiI/s320/warp%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534587362329042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taupok! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-GHDwVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l3Dtef_eIos/s1600-h/warp%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-GHDwVI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l3Dtef_eIos/s320/warp%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534372613964114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-GHDwWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FGx1dHPqaas/s1600-h/warp%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVw-GHDwWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FGx1dHPqaas/s320/warp%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009534372613964130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys hahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-8066728852508698811?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/8066728852508698811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=8066728852508698811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/8066728852508698811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/8066728852508698811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-youre-sad-or-just-now-in-right-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVxKWHDwaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9FDMxJNYlj4/s72-c/warp%286%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-7506726722163192476</id><published>2006-12-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:30:21.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How on earth could i have missed this. And i was broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtcWHDwMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Dc12zDKWFuo/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtcWHDwMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Dc12zDKWFuo/s320/DSC00248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009530494258495682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to eat at ljs when some people wanted to eat so much at carl's jr. As you can see here, kevin was absolutely posing for the camera while han wei trying to act cute. haha. no offence guys im putting this for fun. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtcmHDwNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z_LAmauCkwU/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtcmHDwNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Z_LAmauCkwU/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009530498553462994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtdGHDwOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O6l_ouEUDLs/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtdGHDwOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O6l_ouEUDLs/s320/DSC00239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009530507143397602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after the movie. Dont really remember, but someone wanted to go arcade. Not fun. But this was (points downwards). Me and Kevin lost. It was close. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsRmHDwLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J91jSyNAqXc/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsRmHDwLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J91jSyNAqXc/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009529210063274162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what the heck they're doing to fui here. He looks sad. Haha in the LRT/MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsQWHDwHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UZHiOyYI1x0/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsQWHDwHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UZHiOyYI1x0/s320/DSC00258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009529188588437618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsQmHDwII/AAAAAAAAAFU/x4cisMwNp6A/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsQmHDwII/AAAAAAAAAFU/x4cisMwNp6A/s320/DSC00260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009529192883404930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsQ2HDwJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3uOKZtavt4o/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsQ2HDwJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3uOKZtavt4o/s320/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009529197178372242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsRGHDwKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xMROgsSOLi8/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVsRGHDwKI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xMROgsSOLi8/s320/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009529201473339554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at Jeremy's place. He eats organic food. See. Looks kinda, different. Pool time! And i would like to thank Jeremy's mum for the kfc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqm2HDwGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LXde2oQ2Y1o/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqm2HDwGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LXde2oQ2Y1o/s320/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009527376112238690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqmGHDwDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/R5gA9JAmtHA/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqmGHDwDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/R5gA9JAmtHA/s320/DSC00288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009527363227336754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqmWHDwEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rL6Gy2VrH4Q/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqmWHDwEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rL6Gy2VrH4Q/s320/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009527367522304066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqmmHDwFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tuJ27FTxo1k/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVqmmHDwFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tuJ27FTxo1k/s320/DSC00283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009527371817271378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i feel like wearing specs. (though they're not mine.) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtdWHDwPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5ixH75o38CE/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtdWHDwPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/5ixH75o38CE/s320/DSC00282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009530511438364914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7506726722163192476?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7506726722163192476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7506726722163192476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7506726722163192476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7506726722163192476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-on-earth-could-i-have-missed-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYVtcWHDwMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Dc12zDKWFuo/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2587360644852311386</id><published>2006-12-17T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:56:11.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee nothing to blog about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; It must have been cold there in my shadow,&lt;br /&gt;to never have sunlight in your face.&lt;br /&gt;You were content to let me shine&lt;br /&gt;You always walked a step behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the one with all the glory,&lt;br /&gt;while you were the one with all the strength.&lt;br /&gt;Only a face without a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never once heard you complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever know that you're my hero,&lt;br /&gt;and everything I would like to be?&lt;br /&gt;I can fly higher than an eagle,&lt;br /&gt;cause you are the wind beneath my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might have appeared to go unnoticed,&lt;br /&gt;but I've got it all here in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know I know the truth, yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;I would be nothing without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2587360644852311386?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2587360644852311386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2587360644852311386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2587360644852311386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2587360644852311386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/weee-nothing-to-blog-about-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-7223613209881999083</id><published>2006-12-14T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:25:45.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee my own name on the sticker! self made man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFeaNTGOrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C7pSJwlGUcQ/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFeaNTGOrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C7pSJwlGUcQ/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008388064952072882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFeadTGOsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QqCq_KRR4qg/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFeadTGOsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QqCq_KRR4qg/s320/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008388069247040194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFcQ9TGOpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fX_U4DxNXio/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFcQ9TGOpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fX_U4DxNXio/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008385707015027346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFcRNTGOqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Cb0Ix6sF2ps/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFcRNTGOqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Cb0Ix6sF2ps/s320/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008385711309994658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7223613209881999083?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7223613209881999083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7223613209881999083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7223613209881999083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7223613209881999083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/weee-my-own-name-on-sticker-self-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYFeaNTGOrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C7pSJwlGUcQ/s72-c/DSC00174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-6422538196598431804</id><published>2006-12-14T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:34:08.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ME CYCLING BACKWARDS. hahaha. Listen to the background voice. i think its jason. this is yesterday's vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s25.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid25.photobucket.com/albums/c93/fuzzyv2/MOV00010.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-6422538196598431804?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/6422538196598431804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=6422538196598431804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6422538196598431804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6422538196598431804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-cycling-backwards.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-3797181560421030196</id><published>2006-12-13T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:47:14.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ECP, Maride Parade, Parkway Parade, ECP, Lagoon. I repeated ECP twice. One heck of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall explain why. We basically rode a lot around that area. Met up with Jason at 1, I think. Met Amos at Tanah Merah MRT that area. Actually we, no, Jason, insisted on riding to bedok first due to the dark clouds up ahead. I told him it was brighter at the ECP side. So okay, we went to ECP. Rode, rode, and rode. It started to rain. We headed to McDonalds and just slacked. Jason cleaned his wound. He fell for nothing! Seriously Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I forgot what happened after that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Marine Parade area because Amos was hungry. He bought blueberry waffles and mango pudding. He also bought for us chocolate waffles. LOL. Bought drinks at MCP supermarket. Damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the McDonalds area at Parkway Parade. A lot of people. I finally can ride backwards! LOL. Damn cool. played there. Went back to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Square. We cycled in there! When we were going out, they security guard said,'Don't cycle in here.' Amos replied,'Can push?' Guess what the guard said. 'Uh, ya ya push.' LOL. went to the bike shop at Roxy Square carpark. Jofi Cycles. YAYA PAPAYA only the guy. WHAT ever. And so, we went to the 7-11 nearby. Group photo of bikes! There was only mine, Amos and Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to ECP. Did my cycling backwards. Alot of casualties.(Don't worry, nobody died. =) ) Went to lagoon. Played there till it rained. Slacked there. Saw my cousin working there. When he saw me, he straight away pointed both his middle fingers at me, high up in the air. I was like,'WTH!' Talked to him for a while. Bla Bla Bla. Wanted to head home but sadly it rained DAMN heavily. Had to go back to lagoon. Jason ordered satay from my cousin. Got $2 discount. Not bad la. Then Amos and Jason shared money buy 'HAM'? Cockles lah. Had fun eating man. 1st time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we rode back home. Me and Jason were singing songs on the way home. Damn funny. Should have recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's a lot more that happened but im just lazy to say. =) Have a nice day/night. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYASLNTGOmI/AAAAAAAAADY/AtwTrN8pgt4/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYASLNTGOmI/AAAAAAAAADY/AtwTrN8pgt4/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008022769393613410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding in Roxy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYASLdTGOnI/AAAAAAAAADg/fFoZs0TPPe0/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYASLdTGOnI/AAAAAAAAADg/fFoZs0TPPe0/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008022773688580722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mossy. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQitTGOhI/AAAAAAAAACI/K8_GvDy43iU/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQitTGOhI/AAAAAAAAACI/K8_GvDy43iU/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008020974097283602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQi9TGOiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1-lnS3uWTsU/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQi9TGOiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1-lnS3uWTsU/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008020978392250914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQjNTGOjI/AAAAAAAAACY/HmjA22CN4ZE/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQjNTGOjI/AAAAAAAAACY/HmjA22CN4ZE/s320/DSC00070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008020982687218226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hidden Mickey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQjdTGOkI/AAAAAAAAACg/whk5p6cLwxU/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQjdTGOkI/AAAAAAAAACg/whk5p6cLwxU/s320/DSC00076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008020986982185538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The COCKLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQjtTGOlI/AAAAAAAAACo/P8RPytOaKsI/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAQjtTGOlI/AAAAAAAAACo/P8RPytOaKsI/s320/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008020991277152850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAPX9TGOfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zJDCCngXG2E/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RYAPX9TGOfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zJDCCngXG2E/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008019689902062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our bikes at Jofi Cycles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-3797181560421030196?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/3797181560421030196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=3797181560421030196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3797181560421030196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/3797181560421030196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/ecp-maride-parade-parkway-parade-ecp.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our Mr JayZ! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RX1319cG1eI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8W1Xccu55-w/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pJ2Zj9SUOXc/RX1319cG1eI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8W1Xccu55-w/s320/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007290129615082978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my caramel frap venti with creaaaaaaaaaaaaam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay got space in my phone already. 512 only. should have gotten the 1 gig. anyways today was fun. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-8437356159901567202?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-81653644791856134?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/81653644791856134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=81653644791856134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/81653644791856134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/81653644791856134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck-you-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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see&lt;br /&gt;Cause all my hairs abandoned all my body,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my agony,&lt;br /&gt;Know that I will never marry,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm just soggy from the chemo&lt;br /&gt;But counting down the days to go&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't living&lt;br /&gt;And I just hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That if you say&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye today&lt;br /&gt;I'd ask you to be true&lt;br /&gt;Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you&lt;br /&gt;Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last two lines.&lt;br /&gt;ohfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-3673460865903706600?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/3673460865903706600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>weeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got new line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls delete my old number kay. the 81473442. i'll tell you my new number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i accidentally deleted my phonebook list. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k800i!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-6590755681887940716?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/6590755681887940716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=6590755681887940716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/6590755681887940716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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before but i totally forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DECEMBER 07/08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met them at the school bus stop.realised quite alot of people going la, so i thought it was gonna be fun. well it is la. there was amos, suf, weilie, ryan, jason, harry, wing, zao, bert, jac. glad and otah met us up later on. i think thats all la. took bus 10 there, ate at the bk at vivo. wheee whopper with cheese! then took the bus to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went siloso beach. they were preparing for zouk out. interesting. played soccer abit, then went into the water. played alot of nonsense. chicken, dodgeball, volleyball. hahaha. all so lame. then me and wing went to those little islands. swam our way there and wrote on the sand 'HAHA!' and 'HELP'. they said they could see the words from the other side. cool. soon after suf, amos and weilie came. they buried suf for a while then buried me. the sad was freaking soft la. then they did all sorts of nonsense. when going back, we tompang-ed these kayakers. hahah. funny. then halfway we tell them can already then swam back to the beach. had fun la. buried zao after that. we washed up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to harbourfront. drank starbucks which was supposedly to be free. i paid $1 for it la. then instead of the ice blended we got the hot one. toffee nut latte. then they dont let us change summore. then ate macs. walked ard vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason followed me to my place to get my sch u cos we staying over amos' place. my aunt sent us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played pool for like only what, a miserable 5 mins only at amos' hse. then went up to amos place. there was like rations man. haha. cup noodles, milo, apple juice, biscuits and all that. played fifa06 on the xbox. played table tennis on the dining table. played skipping rope. hahaha damn funny. we actually wanted to buy pizza for ourselves but it was too late. 1 person 1 pizza. haha. me, jason, amos, ryan, harry and suf. we decided to go to macs at ecp. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked there! damn far. we ran at the underpass. dont know why also. someone started to run and everyone ran! i had blisters, all thanks to amos' sandals. ate there. until 3 plus. then we decided to take a cab to amos place but the taxi drivers didnt allow. wtf! but they say lagoon there can. okay la at least it was near amos' place already. walked back. they intended to swim at 6am. it was ard 4-5. me and amos played a little fifa and then they all slept. in the end everyone slept. woke up at 7 by ryan i think. then washed up and went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DECEMBER 08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sch. did a maths with sean. like nobody already there la. talked a while. didnt do anything much. the canteen was also closed. went back to amos place. they watched kids central while i slept. woke up then went home already. siaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over all, i had like 6hrs++ of sleep only for 2 days, and doing so many things in that period of time. beat that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL POST PICS AS SOON AS AMOS SENDS ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7226800428984192837?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7226800428984192837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7226800428984192837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7226800428984192837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7226800428984192837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesterday-was-so-last-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-9058449426209170483</id><published>2006-12-05T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:44:01.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="footer"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span class="footer"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Guys hate sluts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. "Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes. (yeah man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved. (is it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. Guys get jealous easily. (maybe la uh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.(hell yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18. It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.(yes. who the hell made this thing up?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you. (HAR HAR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.( depends la. nobody knows.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23. Guys will brag about anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you.( no denying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused. (they dont think.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;27. Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;28. Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;29. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be mature and grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;30. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;31. No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.( nice one. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;32. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience. (girls do that?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;33. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;34. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;35. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;36. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;37. Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;38. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;39. If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;40. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;41. Guys like femininity not feebleness. (yeah balllllz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;42. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do. (it hurts. really.unless youre some bdsm person who gets aroused when inflicting pain. lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;43. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;44. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;45. Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;46. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;47. Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;48. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;49. A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day. (why nuts man. then like that can think like girl already.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;50. No guy can handle all his problems by his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;51. Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lol. haha. thanks rin. its lame la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-9058449426209170483?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/9058449426209170483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=9058449426209170483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/9058449426209170483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/9058449426209170483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-2816903245727634692</id><published>2006-12-04T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:24:02.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to ride again today. me, filipino boy and amos. met up with them at jason's house. amos changed his seat with the jason's bmx (suf's ex) haha lol. anyway, we intended to go to the bike shop to get my pegs fixed up, but no! the shop was closed. think they went holiday or something. so i threw the pegs in the bushes near the bike shop (hopefully nobody finds it! =x ). so sad for my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we rode to ecp as usual. played at lagoon. went back and forth ecp. so boring la. then abit further up the bedok jetty there was a mysterious looking tent. twas weird. there was a couple inside, dont know doing what. threw stones at the tent, but all didnt hit the tent itself. so we continued riding. went mac there saw sid. then he pangseh his friends and rode with us instead. what a friend. haha. then we got bored. and so, we went to marine parade to ride. drank loads of liquids. ate at macs twice. so bored of riding at the same place. then we went home la. mos was listening to his mp3 while jason and i were arguing about the dirty turban thing. at the last part, did the indian guy say 'come again' or 'terminate'? please tell me what you all think. thank you very much. if i were to win the bet, jason would owe me 2 magnum ice creams! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;go here, listen, and tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bigducky.com/prank_calls/dirty_turban.htm"&gt;dirty turban prank call&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAS FORCED TO GET RID OF THE LAST PARA. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2816903245727634692?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2816903245727634692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2816903245727634692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2816903245727634692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2816903245727634692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-to-ride-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-2767935876604177340</id><published>2006-12-03T04:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:58:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica,  sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.danasoft.com/sig/muahahahaho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2767935876604177340?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2767935876604177340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2767935876604177340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2767935876604177340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2767935876604177340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-5605628375396171790</id><published>2006-12-03T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:45:50.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd december(yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;school. for a maths. then went out with some of the 3a ppl till night. went to hui fang's place to play pool. and mahjong! weee. aft midnight i think, went to ride with jason and bernard. fun la. until 4plus or 5 i think, went to bernard's place watch new world disorder vid. nice. went home at 6 with jason. bought my nasi lemak ate breakfast at home and slept at 6 plus coming to 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd december(just now)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4plus PM and really really got up at 5. fixed the pedals bernard passed to me and got ready. went to the condo infront of our sch for sth. me, chin chye, darrell, jeremy, huifang and this boy named nat(chin chye's something. dont know what also. relative or friend). 20bucks! after everything, went to jeremy's house, to play pool and mahjong again! haha. 2 days already. then went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This battle is on all&lt;br /&gt;You've made beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Now hateful&lt;br /&gt;You wretched life wrecker&lt;br /&gt;Abuser&lt;br /&gt;Now suffer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-5722623917595936183</id><published>2006-11-30T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:24:55.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i've planned for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30- wake up&lt;br /&gt;8.15- leave for school&lt;br /&gt;1.30 or 2.30- leave school&lt;br /&gt;3.oo- sleep&lt;br /&gt;evening- go ride with the filipino and amos perhaps.(if it doesn't rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early planning. its good. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;argggrrrrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-2281534084027899216</id><published>2006-11-28T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:02:31.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw something really disgusting in town today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2281534084027899216?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2281534084027899216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2281534084027899216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2281534084027899216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2281534084027899216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/ooh-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-4375128984396816894</id><published>2006-11-26T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:11:38.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad, my fringe's gone! ohwell, back to the mullet. was actually looking forward to cutting my hair. somehow! my mind told me to cut the mullet, although almost everyone tells me to keep my hair long. its hot! anyway now i look like some freakingggg frankenstein. argh. i dont dare step out of the house already mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/222920/DSC00746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/320/365742/DSC00746.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/14893/DSC00743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/320/32358/DSC00743.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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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-16858889.post-8277181955081848902</id><published>2006-11-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:28:46.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with farid lajambo today since NOBODY wanted to go out. fathi had soccer, ballz has no money( even for transport) and azri was looking  for a job. so anyways we went town la since i got the $40 taka voucher. lajambo was looking for clothes but couldnt find any nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally ate the whole whopper w/ cheese w/o taking out all the tomatoes/pickles/onions! *just ignore whatever i just said*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intended to buy jeans from u2. realised it can only be used in the taka department store. no choice. saw timberland stuff. lajamz was totally in love with the timberland jeans. then gee called. he was at chai chee and coming to taka to meet up with us. i saw levi's! i finally found my black jeans! decided to buy it (and ended up with totally no money). but still, im contented. just need to alter it la. gee came at around 8 and we followed lajamz to go find his stuff. went back to heeren and looked at clothes. for the second time. and guess what? he decided not to buy anything! lol gee me and lajambo slacked at the food court at cineleisure. talked alot of crap. crap crap crap. actually decided to slack at tampines. in the mrt everyone changed their minds. it was 10.30 already la. so me and gee dropped off at simei, leaving lajamz alone. took 38 home. &lt;br /&gt;finally got to go out. sheeesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-8277181955081848902?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-1658410544281275646</id><published>2006-11-22T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:09:05.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Things You Actually Really Want to Know About Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;basic info&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Mohamed Faiz Bin Ramlan &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what do people call you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;faiz la &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;15 june &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;current location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;my house, infront of the com. duh  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;1.7+m? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;eye color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dark dark dark brown &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;hair color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;black &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;righty or lefty?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;righty &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a few questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you believe in god?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you have a religion?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you speak another language?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah, as in mother tongue? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you live in the moment?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;tampines &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do consider yourself tolerant of others?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe la. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are you confident?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes. haha &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are you a daredevil?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;what do you think. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what is the compliment you get from most people?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;alot la. ;) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what do you like the most about your body?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;haha. it is what that makes up me. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you think you are good looking?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;what a question. NEXT! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do have any bad habits?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;biting my nails. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what's your biggest fear?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;fears? whats that. haha &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do play an instrument?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;can you sing?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;maybe la. haha in the toilet. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;gender? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what is the most important lesson you've learned from life?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;never to lie, steal, cheat, kill. muahaha. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you think life has been good so far?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;is there anything you regret doing/not doing in life?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;studying properly! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you believe in love at first sight?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i guess. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you kiss on first date?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no. are you crazy? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you have sex on first date?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;wtf! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;favourite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;black &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;number:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;5 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;food:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i dont know! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;coke! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;alcoholic drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i dont drink. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;country:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sg &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;animal:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;fish? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;season:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no idea. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;day of the week:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;friday &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;faiz la. i love it! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been arrested?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;kissed someone of the same sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;done something you regret?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;smiled for no reason?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;laughed so hard you cried?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;sang to someone for no reason?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes, i think &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;talked to someone you don�t know?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been in love?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;broken the law?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i think, yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been in a car accident?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;bus accident that is. banged down by a bus &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;run into a wall?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;made yourself cry to get out of trouble?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;cried over a movie?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been so drunk that you cant remember?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;stayed home from school?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;been out of state?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yah la. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the opposite sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;hair color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;black &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;eye color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;brown &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;shorter than me. hahaha. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;body type:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hot body! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;short or long hair?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;short+long? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;tattoos/piercings?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;none. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;hot or cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hot. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S90912/Things_You_Actually_Really_Want_to_Know_About_Me.html" title="Things You Actually Really Want to Know About Me"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - The Original Survey Site&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!END BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-1658410544281275646?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/1658410544281275646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=1658410544281275646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/1658410544281275646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/1658410544281275646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/things-you-actually-really-want-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-7821156583266502367</id><published>2006-11-22T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T04:32:29.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXHAUSTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happily sleeping when some ass called me. jason wanted to go ride. asked me get ready in 10 mins. wtf! i bathe already almost 5-7 mins la (if im in a rush). i came out of the toilet i looked out and saw jason waiting. see i havent eat yet. went to amos' house 1st, then went to east coast park. boring la. met the guy with the planet x frame. damn nice! okay so we rode to mac there. practised abubaca again. amos' bike seems to be easier to do stuff. and then came otah. we seperated with the planet x guy cos he was heading somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rode to town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played at esplanade there. went around that area basically. almost rained. thank god it didnt! ride abit abit then went to kallang. they wanted to buy the drinks at kfc cos free flow. then they bought one cup and shared. kept refilling. hahaha. i bought the zinger student meal. (that was for not eating my lunch) went back to ecp. they rushed to that amos house cos they all wanted to watch pck. what the. nevermind la. then they ate dinner there. then watched my sassy neighbour. LAME! we played bball! haha. i suck at that. just as we left for home, otah had bad stomach ache. hahaha went back to amos hse to shiet. then went back la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess whats this im 'licking'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/819446/21-11-06_1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/320/261494/21-11-06_1831.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-7821156583266502367?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/7821156583266502367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=7821156583266502367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7821156583266502367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/7821156583266502367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/exhaustion.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-9087554394217439589</id><published>2006-11-20T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:29:48.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a long day man! woke up early cos i promised to meet shahrin at his place at 10.30. guess what?! he woke up only until 11 and sms me that hes awake. i was already sleeping for half an hour la. so went to his place. did the stuff. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;dont worry rin, i'll help you sell the bike.&lt;/span&gt; haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went meet jason with sufs bike. i meant his. lol. then fixed pegs. bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to meet up with my mum and sis. went to buy the thingies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways went to buy my HUGO BOSS! woohoowoweeee.&lt;br /&gt;want see? haha&lt;br /&gt;only mine's the hugo boss. the rest is my sisters'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/933746/DSC00705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/320/938828/DSC00705.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/875296/DSC00707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/320/725609/DSC00707.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/930761/Image%28895%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/320/400319/Image%28895%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-9087554394217439589?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/9087554394217439589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=9087554394217439589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/9087554394217439589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/9087554394217439589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-long-day-man-woke-up-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-8819807609170753148</id><published>2006-11-20T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:03:10.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY SHIET. watch. seriously, watch it. watch the guitar solos. freaking fast. the drums! wowwwwww. this is power metal btw. but they really need a makeover. turn on the volume. nice. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRtlG5Bs1R0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRtlG5Bs1R0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/16858889-8819807609170753148?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/8819807609170753148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=8819807609170753148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/8819807609170753148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/8819807609170753148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/holy-shiet_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-5250913136526747669</id><published>2006-11-19T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T03:05:17.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;1. Where do you hang your towel to dry after showering?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;um on the place i hang my towel. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;2. What kind of mouse pad do you have?&lt;br /&gt;lapmate. the one with blue lights. not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;3. Do you brush your hair with a comb or a brush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;none. the power of hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;4. From your opinion, who do you think is the hottest celeberity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;tough question, cassie? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;5. You got a project due tomorrow, do you use tape or glue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;tape. glue's just too messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;6. Chicken or pork?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;obviously chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;7. By the time you get to school/work, is the sky still dark?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. maybe once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;8. If you had a choice to see a unicorn or mermaid which would it be?&lt;br /&gt;a MERMAID! haha. is she topless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;9. What was in your bag the last time you went out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;hmm. the last time i came to school? pencil case, calculator, a maths tys and writing paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;10. What time does the sun usually set?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;6 plus? somewhere closer to 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;11. What do you think of last before you go to sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;'am i really that tired to sleep?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;12. AC or fan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;fan. i cant stand cold temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;13. Do you wear braces?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;dont have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;14. Can you hand stand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;i think so =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;15. If you were the opposite sex, how would you style your hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;hmm. long fringe not so short and not so long back?? hahaa. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;16. What level math are you in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;is there such a thing? uhhh a maths then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;17. Jessica Simpson or Alba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;can i choose both?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;18. Which subject is worst, English or Math?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;19. What's one thing you really want to do this very moment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;20. After buying something, do you automatically throw it away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;what for? crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;21. CD player or iPod?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;iPod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;22. Would you rather spin upside down goin 30 miles or drop 400 ft. into water?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;i'd do both. or maybe just spin upside down going 30 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;24. What you got planned for the weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;25. Have you ever gone ice skating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;26. If you were put in a room with nothing except for a pencil and paper what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. stick the pencil up my ass and stuff the paper in my nostrils and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;27. Is it always easy finding your remote everytime you want to watch TV?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;28. How was your day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&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;BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;29. Do you grow your nails, bite or cut them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;grow, and at times of crisis; bite. when bored; cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;30. Describe your handwritting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;ugly, medium sized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;31. Do you consider yourself a stalker?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. never tried being one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;32. Do you bruise easily?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;i think. my last wound got wounded again just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;33. There's nothing on TV except Barney and Japanese news what do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;japanese news. still news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;34. Do you know more than 3 friendster codes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;codes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;35. You got an essay due, you either can type or write in pen, which will it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;type. isnt that what everyone does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;36. Do you wear jeans to relax at home?&lt;br /&gt;never. too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;37. Describe yourself using one word:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;narcissist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;38. Do you think bestfriends make the best lovers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;39. Do you like ice in your drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;40. Do you have abs?&lt;br /&gt;yes, and its covered by fats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;What is the best nickname that u ever had?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Do you think suicide is the best way?&lt;br /&gt;no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Rate your social life from scale 1 to 10?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Are you in love with someone at the moment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Are you missing someone at the moment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Would you die for the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Whats the best thing about love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;someone being there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Whats the worst thing about love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Will you wait for someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;What song that best describes your love life at the moment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;alot la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Do you wanna get married?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;obviously yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Do you keep memories or try to forget them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;keep la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;What are you going to do today/tomorrow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;im gonna ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Do you play an instrument?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nope. i wanna play the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Have you writen your own song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;nah, im not those kinda people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;What movie did you last watch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;i have no idea. long time no see any of that big dark place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;Do you believe in love forever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;yes, if youre truly in love i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;What song is in your mind rite now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;power metal. whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh theres no question number after 40. =x&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/16858889-5250913136526747669?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/5250913136526747669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=5250913136526747669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5250913136526747669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/5250913136526747669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-6955407397317275729</id><published>2006-11-17T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T20:23:58.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7945/2057/1600/426652/DSC00677green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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ALMOST THERE. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riding is my life. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. is the blogskin nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-32617751475128702?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/32617751475128702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=32617751475128702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/32617751475128702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/32617751475128702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="body"&gt;&lt;span class="footer"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span class="leftpost"&gt;this is what you get when youre bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] ridden on a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] played a gameboy color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] played a gameboy advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] played a gameboy advance SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ridden a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] played frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to a temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eaten cinnamon graham goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a xanga account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a DeviantArt account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] washed my hair in a sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[  ]licked a rubber duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] burned something in the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] seen a deer in headlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hiked two mountains in the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] owned a charm bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone parasailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] swung on a rope swing into water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] used a webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] kissed someone younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] kissed someone older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] hated and loved the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] made popcorn without using a microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] listened to PlayRadioPlay!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] witnessed a death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a soda explode in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] burned things for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] been to the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hooked up with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] taken a drive just for the sake of taking a drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] participated in the penis game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] asked someone what a hook up is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] had a few too many cough drops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken three or more medications at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] made love to a CHEEZ-IT box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gotten an expensive graduation present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] played spin the bottle or seven minutes in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a friend named jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] known a bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dialed 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] known a transvestite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] witnessed a gay wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been a flower girl or ring bearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] bought mini m&amp;amp;ms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] kissed someone of the same sex on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been in a band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] taken a walk while holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been severely burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been attacked by bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fallen off a cliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] swam with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] forgotten an important birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] done hard drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a roommate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] and hated him/her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] danced alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] slow danced with a love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had my bags lost in an airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] slept with a stuffed animal in the past week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[  ] dyed my hair more than four times in three months(almost there, 3 times in a few weeks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] licked someones face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] sent over 200 texts in one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] gone through that horrible simple plan // good charlotte // avril phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[xxxxxxxxxxxx] obsessed with photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lived in a dorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] trash talked about something and then lost horribly repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] met someone particularly famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[  ] won 20 questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gone more than two days without wearing pants or a skirt or what not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] been really good in one class and failed another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] stayed up all night in the past week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] beaten pokemon red//blue//yellow (no doubt about that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] locked myself in somewhere inescapable while playing hide-and-go-seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] dominated at uno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] kissed a seal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] seen fight club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] played psychobabble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eaten a spoonful of glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] loved someone like craziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a life-threatening injury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] had a life-threatening disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] eaten eel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] watched over 20 movies in a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] seen someone die in an accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] forgotten to put on pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x} listened to music no one will ever know about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] thought i was ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] loved an author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hated an author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cheated on an other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] liked the music my parents listen to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] built a birdhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] owned more than five furbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eaten a poisonous plant // flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] forgotten your best friends name when introducing them (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] licked a toad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] TAKEN NUDIE PICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been someones personal slave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] been made uncomfortable from the last two questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] listened to jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] been sent a disgusting picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-4206211583978783958?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/4206211583978783958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=4206211583978783958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4206211583978783958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4206211583978783958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-what-you-get-when-youre-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-2210593518280613792</id><published>2006-11-14T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:47:02.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;since i got nothing to do, might as well do this la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway, sonata arctica rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today, what was your first thought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i want a longer fringe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. When is the next time you will have sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when i get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. What's a word that rhymes with "DUCK"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;on your mobile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;private no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;paramore - emergency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mizuno collared jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. What were you doing 20 minutes ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;watching tv and snacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;jack purcell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that depends. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this survey before you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;who the hell is this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. If you're in a room with two beds, which one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;do you sleep on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'd combine them both and make one big bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;watching skeleton key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. What did your last text message you received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i think it was from starhub. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15. How do you like your eggs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;scrambled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. What's a word/phrase that you say a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cheeeeeeeeeeeeeebai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i dont know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;developed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;well actually there's this thing called the digicam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cold showers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;some stuff i photoshopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i asked my mum for prepaid. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or to be able to fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a million bucks. then i can go try to fly with that million bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26. What do you want to be doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;being outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sonata arctica - letter to dana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;28. If the last person you spoke to was getting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;shot at, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;29. If you could punch 1 person in the face who's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in your life right now, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;terence chong. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;30. What is the closest item to your foot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a whole load of mango bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-2210593518280613792?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/2210593518280613792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=2210593518280613792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2210593518280613792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/2210593518280613792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/since-i-got-nothing-to-do-might-as-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-4565507616620232658</id><published>2006-11-14T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:06:23.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt;power metal is nice. i like! lol. but seriously, its nice uh. from what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-4565507616620232658?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/4565507616620232658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=4565507616620232658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4565507616620232658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/4565507616620232658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/power-metal-is-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116314770095728349</id><published>2006-11-10T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:19.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i wanna ride! lol damn bored. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of Sins And Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing through the void&lt;br /&gt;The darkest grand illusion&lt;br /&gt;Chaos is riding on the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destroyed in agony&lt;br /&gt;They create a maddened lair&lt;br /&gt;Summon all to heed their cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocence fading away&lt;br /&gt;- the dying eyes of prey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate cries, hail of fire deciding&lt;br /&gt;All our fate in the night&lt;br /&gt;Tempt in sin, shadows then begin to&lt;br /&gt;Gather the souls they hold within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victims of desire&lt;br /&gt;Pestilence of their invasion&lt;br /&gt;Forms then take on evil waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paralyze, victimize&lt;br /&gt;The shadows fall and enter fast&lt;br /&gt;from the sky - (from the sky)&lt;br /&gt;Summon all to heed their cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocence fading away&lt;br /&gt;- the dying eyes of the prey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate cries, hail of fire deciding&lt;br /&gt;All our fate in the night&lt;br /&gt;Tempt in sin, shadows then begin to&lt;br /&gt;Gather the souls they hold within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've betrayed - slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;I repent my inner plea&lt;br /&gt;I've denied - sanctified&lt;br /&gt;Cannot hide form this&lt;br /&gt;monstrosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm immersed in a curse&lt;br /&gt;Of this jaded imagery&lt;br /&gt;Realize that your cries&lt;br /&gt;Only jeopardize this legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate cries, hail of fire deciding&lt;br /&gt;All our fate in the night&lt;br /&gt;Tempt in sin, shadows then begin to&lt;br /&gt;Gather the souls they hold within&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116314770095728349?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116314770095728349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116314770095728349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116314770095728349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116314770095728349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116290887053699181?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116290887053699181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116290887053699181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116290887053699181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116290887053699181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/lolololololololol.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116274779724218839</id><published>2006-11-06T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:18.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sharpest Lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it rains and it pours&lt;br /&gt;When you're out on your own&lt;br /&gt;If I crash on the couch&lt;br /&gt;Can I sleep in my clothes?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've spent the night dancing&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk, I suppose&lt;br /&gt;If it looks like I'm laughing&lt;br /&gt;I'm really just asking to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This alone, you're in time for the show&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that you loathe&lt;br /&gt;You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love all the poison&lt;br /&gt;Away with the boys in the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really been on a bender and it shows&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a shot to remember&lt;br /&gt;And you can take all the pain away from me&lt;br /&gt;A kiss and I will surrender&lt;br /&gt;The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead&lt;br /&gt;A light to burn all the empires&lt;br /&gt;So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be&lt;br /&gt;In love with all of these vampires&lt;br /&gt;So you can leave like the sane abandoned me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place in the dark where the animals go&lt;br /&gt;You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow&lt;br /&gt;Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands&lt;br /&gt;Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really been on a bender and it shows&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you blow me a kiss before she goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a shot to remember&lt;br /&gt;And you can take all the pain away from me&lt;br /&gt;A kiss and I will surrender&lt;br /&gt;The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead&lt;br /&gt;A light to burn all the empires&lt;br /&gt;So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be&lt;br /&gt;In love with all of these vampires&lt;br /&gt;So you can leave like the sane abandoned me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116274779724218839?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116274779724218839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116274779724218839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116274779724218839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116274779724218839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/sharpest-lives-well-it-rains-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116256481682631689</id><published>2006-11-03T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:18.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHITEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school as usual. woohoo i dont need attend for chem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new look! my bike la. wasted almost my whole day under jason's block giving our bikes a new look. jason tried to get his handlebar the 'raw' look while i was going white! different handlebar, seat clamp and cranks all white. it was tough spraypainting i tell you. but it was worth the effort though. talked all sorts of crap just now. hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28851%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28851%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 'new' look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28850%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28850%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jason's 'raw' effect handlebar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28849%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28849%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blurred image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28848%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28848%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not so clear image. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28852%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28852%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look at the size difference man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116256481682631689?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116256481682631689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>jason owes me $15 and a magnum ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;the game and the bet. lol. anyway went to ride just now. went to cut my handlebars man! 1half inch. felt that it was abit too short. costed 5 bucks just for someone to cut your bars with a pipe cutter?! SOME people suggested on playing soccer. so we went to simpang street soccer court meet up with the usual people. play awhile, barefooted. barefooted mind you. shit la get blisters on my foot. played awhile and then we left.&lt;br /&gt;went ride to tamp back. stopped at simei awhile to buy old chang kee. played there awhile. and nadiah CLAIMED she saw us there. lol. went to tampines track. i buang-ed at the small table. lol. jason also fell, but at the doubles. thank god i didnt fall at the doubles man. it was fun though. scary la. i couldnt even clear the doubles properly, with the plank in between. played there went mobil then go back there. jason fell and decided to go home cos he fell. wth man. used his t-shirt inside to clean the wound. LOL. funny sial. then we went back. thats it la. tired like feuk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116246774378855132?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116246774378855132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116246774378855132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116246774378855132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116246774378855132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/11/jason-owes-me-15-and-magnum-ice-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116221385889331814</id><published>2006-10-30T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:18.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad, no more nice stuff to eat already.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why we need to go sch sial.&lt;br /&gt;lol. like no point also. anyway, me and jason cycled to school today. luckily we werent late. still got time to sit down in the canteen and talk talk. lol. lesson was okay i guess. physics was terrible. im really gonna drop already. hopefully i'll do better in combined science.&lt;br /&gt;NEW GAMES! that time mr quek jun peng came to my house and borrowed 2 games, and took one of his games from me. so he passed me my midnight club and 2 other games. all so, uh, gangsta? all about the thug life and underground stuff. not so fun after all when i tried them. boooooooooooooorrrriiiiiinnnnnggggg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116221385889331814?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116221385889331814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116221385889331814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116221385889331814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116221385889331814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/10/sad-no-more-nice-stuff-to-eat-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116214001722829646</id><published>2006-10-30T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:18.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna go ride already. need.. new.. bike.. lol. finally got my pics uploaded, new skin. lol. no other idea of what skin to change to. i think im gonna change to something similar to this one. damn those people who came early to eat the cakes. anyway, just to let you all drool on your keyboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00570.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/DSC00570.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the kiwi cake; curse that little bugger who ate the slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00571.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/DSC00571.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curse the other one who ate the cheesecake!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00572f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/DSC00572f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate fountain.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00639.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/DSC00639.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the fruit truffle my mum and aunt made just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00638.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/DSC00638.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a more "artistic" look. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116214001722829646?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116214001722829646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116214001722829646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116214001722829646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116214001722829646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wanna-go-ride-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116162161850861270</id><published>2006-10-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohyeah tomorrows&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;hari raya&lt;/span&gt;. lol. anyway my mum and aunt made cakes!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mango&lt;/span&gt; cake, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kiwi&lt;/span&gt; cake, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; cheesecake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; chocolate&lt;/span&gt; cakes. deee-licious! tried the chocolate cake already, and it tastes superb. it might not look that appealing but its tastes like heaven. really. yumyum. tomorrow,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;CHOCOLATE FONDUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is that how it spells? hahah anyway it'll be a fattening day tomorrow. so far only got pics of the chocolate cakes and the mango cake for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00568.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/200/DSC00568.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;home made man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00566.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/200/DSC00566.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yum, looks can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00562.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/200/DSC00562.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the mang cake. looks professional. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/DSC00565.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/200/DSC00565.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116162161850861270?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116162161850861270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116162161850861270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116162161850861270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116162161850861270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/10/ohyeah-tomorrows-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-116098718172072889</id><published>2006-10-16T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay i just got my fork painted PROPERLY. had to get rid of all the previous paint before spraying it back. so i had to use the paint remover, which has a burning feeling when come into contact with skin. it went into my eyes! damn pain la. anyway like they say, you reap what you sow. i got a nicer looking fork! now just need to put new stickers. ohyah im getting good at all the sticker kinda stuff. been helping my uncle with his helmet too. stars theme, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, this morning, around 3.30, went to macs. lol. so much energy huh. lol the midnight thingie. 2 meals for  $8. worth it  right. lol. okay thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-116098718172072889?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/116098718172072889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116098718172072889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116098718172072889'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=116022995137310125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116022995137310125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/116022995137310125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/10/comments-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115961073180676083</id><published>2006-09-30T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been long since i blogged. whats worse than fasting before your exams? falling sick and fasting before your exams! got high fever yesterday. sick for 3 days already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway shahrin came over with his 2nd hand bike. lol. took out the reflectors, pegs, aligned the handlebars, took out the stickers, cut his handlebars at l&amp;amp;t, he also bought new grips. nice. like his bike man, esp his bars. sad thing is, the owner can do nuts with the bike. hahaha. no offence man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115961073180676083?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115961073180676083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115961073180676083' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go read rin's and/or suf's and/or mos' blog about saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115850994249194529?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115850994249194529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115850994249194529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115850994249194529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115850994249194529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-im-lazy-to-blog-about-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115824713308830599</id><published>2006-09-14T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel scared. maybe cos of the orals just now and the linear law test tomorrow. today had plans but didnt get to do it. i was actually planning to go follow suff go get his bike, but couldnt find him. SORRY SUF. lol. anyways here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school; as usual, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orals; scared. panicked at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3b physics class; was held at com lab. had fun there. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that; first time i saw matthew got really mad. scary man. started throwing his stuffs all over. anyway wanted to go home but otah felt like eating prata bomb. so did i. so we went to meet up with zhe yu, ting yi and qian yi at simpang. ate and talked until the 'sky became dark' (as quoted by qian yi). then went home. in bus 9 there were 2 'ah lians' playing techno full blast with the 3250. WHATTHEHECK! damn loud and irritating. whats worse, techno. ergh. thank god they alighted at simei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE TYE is out.&lt;br /&gt;hady and jonathan! just like the taufik and sylvester finals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115824713308830599?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115824713308830599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115824713308830599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115824713308830599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115824713308830599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/thursday-i-feel-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115815180690630103</id><published>2006-09-13T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WICKED WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whats with the titles. forget it. today really sucks! after school planned to ride to simpang cos they all were playing soccer.so i went home. oh yah and i realised drivers(especially taxi drivers) suck! they keep honking at us for no reason. green man also they horn at us. they were the ones speeding and thought they could beat the red light. baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    at home;&lt;/span&gt; had my lunch. waited for jason to call me so i lied down on the sofa. ended up sleeping. i was awoken my the blabering of people, calling my name. woke up, realised that there was a call for me. i couldnt feel my right hand. it went numb. it was jason on the line. ask me to go come down cos he and aslam were already coming. so i went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     on the way to simpang streetsoccer court;&lt;/span&gt; cycled by the simei way. we went by the ite route. so on the way there, there were some little humps on the pavement. passed the first one. then came the second one. i wanted to 'table' but ended up losing control in the air. my bike went crazy. almostn fell into the longkang. in fact, my right knee scraped its way almost to the longkang. quite a long distance. then jason and aslam stopped. i was like, 'oh shit not another scar!' then i saw the white stuff on my scraped skin. freaking disgusting. then blood came out. it almost went to my socks. ergh. then the worst thing, my bike started making weird sounds from the cranks. i got really fed up already. so i just cycled my way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   at the streetsoccer court;&lt;/span&gt; alot of people. they all saw the scraped part of my knee. all disgusted. ernest was very caring. he gave me his water bottle to clean the wound. aww how sweet of him. -.- anyway, told jason to buy for me mineral water. he cycled and cycled. i waited for my water. he came back empty-handed. i was like wtf! then he say enough water from ernest's bottle. it was less than half la please. got really mad at him. went to buy my own water. went back to the court an cleaned first. i still managed to play soccer and scored a goal at least. then went home at 6 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    on the way back;&lt;/span&gt; jason had to return jeremy's bike. so we went his house to return it. thank god aslam rode it. then he took a bus to fetch his girl. then wait with him at the bus stop. he took the bus and we went home. went l&amp;t a while. looked for the bar end thing. 15 dollars. argh where am i gonna get 15 bucks! then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s25.photobucket.com/albums/c93/fuzzyv2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c93/fuzzyv2/DSC00406.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart shaped wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  still need to study for orals. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115815180690630103?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115815180690630103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115815180690630103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115815180690630103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115815180690630103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/wicked-wednesday-whats-with-titles.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115806683222654575</id><published>2006-09-12T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY BLUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school reopens. sees everyone in school again. homeworks. all that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to eat at simpang with amos, jason, suf and wing. suf's treat(didnt know he was so kind). haha. we then went to amos's bayshore house to play pool. lots of fun, and some gay stuff. LOL. it was funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pool, took 10 all the way back to tampines inter. topped up my ezlink. went to L&amp;T cos suf wanted to look for his BMX. looking but in the end never buy. then walked home with suf cos he needed to take 38 home. he took the 38 at my house bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, ate, slept. didnt manage do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUTISTIC TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. more studying. had dialogue session. terence chong was called an 'autistic child'. damn funny. class ended late today. 2.20. as usual tuesday is always the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to bk at bedok inter with amos, ryan glad and terence chong. went home alone. bus 18. got home, played some o2jam. haha long time didnt play anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115806683222654575?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115806683222654575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115806683222654575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115806683222654575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115806683222654575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/monday-blues-school-reopens.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115791745855390534</id><published>2006-09-11T03:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 3.30 in the morning, and i still havent slept yet.  like what everyone is saying "chionging hw". last day to finish. as for me, last few hours to complete. ah its impossible to finish it though. at least i've done some important ones. didnt have time to do my work yesterday(as in just now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm-woke up late&lt;br /&gt;6pm-went for dinner (chilli crab!)&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm-cut my hair at vybe's&lt;br /&gt;8 plus-reach home&lt;br /&gt;9 plus-supper&lt;br /&gt;10pm-'CHIONG HW' lol.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3.30am-until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wasted day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115791745855390534?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115791745855390534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115791745855390534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115791745855390534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115791745855390534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-3_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115781553154407465</id><published>2006-09-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:17.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was tiring! firstly, i had to wake up earlier, just to meet up with my uncle. we were planning to go to the shop at bendemeer that area- sticker shop. boy was it like heaven. they could customize your own stickers! damn cool. so i had to meet up with my uncle( he was riding his motorbike) while i had to take the bus. met him there, walked around there, got my stickers customized to GOLD. yes you heard me, gold. didnt cost me much though(not as if i paid for all of them). the stickers costed my uncle quite alot. around 36 bucks for not that much stickers. it was worth it anyway. then i wanted to go do CIP at the upper changi road east there then my uncle decided to buy the rear view mirrors for his bike. then had to look for the same size screw. it wasted my time la. had to follow him anyway. then at around 5 managed to reach home. cycled to the CIP area, it was quite fun there. got free macs, free popcorn and loads of stuff. finished around 7 i think. went to jeremy's place, played pool, o2jam, went home. jason didnt wanna take the bus so he just borrowed one of jeremy's bikes. his mum called us disciplined boys. we helped carry the cups and all at his house. hahahaha. jason rode xc bike sial. hahaha cycled till 201 then dispersed from there. thats all for today. havent done my holiday homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. pls tag. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stickers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s25.photobucket.com/albums/c93/fuzzyv2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P101005s4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c93/fuzzyv2/P101005s4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115781553154407465?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115781553154407465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115781553154407465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115781553154407465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115781553154407465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-tiring-firstly-i-had-to-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115773139913725080</id><published>2006-09-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:16.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo im back. to blog that is. finally, got to change my skin. took me quite a while though. today was pretty boring. didnt do much when we were riding. me, jason, bernard (if the spelling's right), and amos. well amos came for a little while only. rode around tampines, simei and pasir ris. was thinking of going ecp but ended up not going. whatthefuck i just felt like going there today. *let the wind run through your hair!* anyway i changed the colour scheme of my bike. black&amp;gold. ohyah! my hairs freaking long. so dont know when im gonna cut it. ANYWAY, im back to blog!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/P1010d055.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115773139913725080?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115773139913725080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115773139913725080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115773139913725080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115773139913725080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/09/woohoo-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-115643379280862973</id><published>2006-08-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:16.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow its been a long time since i last blogged. maybe should start posting more stuff soon. woohooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-115643379280862973?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/115643379280862973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=115643379280862973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115643379280862973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/115643379280862973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow-its-been-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-114372566183275785</id><published>2006-03-30T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:16.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Mahligaimu Dari Airmataku&lt;/h1&gt; Izinkan diri ku meluahkan rasa&lt;br /&gt; Maafkanlah aku andai kau terasa&lt;br /&gt; Biar ku paparkan apa yang terjadi&lt;br /&gt; Moga engkau tak ulangi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sungguh tak ku sangka kau berpaling tadah&lt;br /&gt; Setelah lamanya menjalinkan cinta&lt;br /&gt; Dalam diam-diam kau sudah berpunya&lt;br /&gt; Tanpa aku menyedari semuanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aku mendoakan agar kau bahagia&lt;br /&gt; Bersama si dia insan yang kau suka&lt;br /&gt; Percintaan kita tak sampai ke mana&lt;br /&gt; Setakat di bibir saja sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kau bina mahligai dari air mata&lt;br /&gt; Yang jatuh berderai di wajah sepi ku&lt;br /&gt; Hancurnya hatiku bisa tak terkata&lt;br /&gt; Terhumban rasa diri ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh aduhai ku masih ingati&lt;br /&gt; Janji manis dan saat romantis&lt;br /&gt; Kau pinta ku supaya setia&lt;br /&gt; Akhirnya kau yang berubah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh Tuhan ku tabahkan hati ku&lt;br /&gt; Temukan ku dengan ketenangan&lt;br /&gt; Jiwa ini dibelasah rindu tetapi apa daya ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ku cuba pejam mata tapi tak terlena&lt;br /&gt; Kerana ku masih teringat pada mu&lt;br /&gt; Begitu payahnya nak ku melupakan&lt;br /&gt; Pernahkah engkau fikirkan oh sayang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-114372566183275785?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/114372566183275785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=114372566183275785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114372566183275785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114372566183275785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/03/mahligaimu-dari-airmataku-izinkan-diri.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-114128930189654319</id><published>2006-03-03T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:16.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tired man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fort minor concert yesterday wasnt that bad. got many pics of mike shinoda but his face is all white. came back late. had fun i guess. i just dont get it why some people wanna call us mats and minah. in fort minor's concert? stupid. how lame. we didnt even dress like mats or minahs. except for khai lah. but those people were dumb. luckily me and finn did sth fun. at first lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-114128930189654319?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/114128930189654319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=114128930189654319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114128930189654319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114128930189654319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-tired-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-114104795214468382</id><published>2006-02-28T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:16.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;i just want you to read this. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful pieces of the past&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shattered&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;torn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;broken on the floor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;i try to move on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;but the heavy chains hold strong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;chains that were once your warm embrace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;they imprison me now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;to soak in my misery and loneliness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;in the dark dungeon of the lost&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;damp&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt; lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;it swallows me whole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;swirling in my memories&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;of you and me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;those soft lips&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;endearing eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;sweet smile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;all turning slowly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;to sobs&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt; glares&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;and frowns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;What was so alive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;what had such warmth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;is now but a cold dead corpse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;rotting slowly in my mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;The love and joy i used to know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;the laughs we shared&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;the love we made&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;all vaporized&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;within one pathetic moment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;and the love that took so long to build&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;all destroyed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;burned&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;in a lightning flash&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;"&gt;even if you don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-114104795214468382?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/114104795214468382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=114104795214468382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114104795214468382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114104795214468382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-just-want-you-to-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-114069328965306747</id><published>2006-02-24T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:16.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>common test is gonna be over soon. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;and for rugby. we are in the second round. so yah.&lt;br /&gt;and i hurt my left hand. which i also injured last year.&lt;br /&gt;so its getting worse. P.A.I.N.F.U.L.N.E.S.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna meet that person who took the same bus today. =))&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-114069328965306747?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/114069328965306747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=114069328965306747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114069328965306747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/114069328965306747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/02/common-test-is-gonna-be-over-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113991428468856059</id><published>2006-02-15T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha VDAY VDAY VDAY&lt;br /&gt;well well.&lt;br /&gt;happenings.&lt;br /&gt;(''.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113991428468856059?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113991428468856059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113991428468856059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113991428468856059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113991428468856059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/02/haha-vday-vday-vday-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113982881631570358</id><published>2006-02-14T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeay. i scored my first try. first try of the match too. ahh whattheheck.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows valentines day. GEEEES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113982881631570358?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113982881631570358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113982881631570358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113982881631570358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113982881631570358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeay.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113941139198324875</id><published>2006-02-09T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kissing a Fool&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are far&lt;br /&gt;When I could have been your star&lt;br /&gt;You listened to people&lt;br /&gt;Who scared you to death&lt;br /&gt;And from my heart&lt;br /&gt;Strange that you were strong enough&lt;br /&gt;To even make a start&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never find&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Till you listen to your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;You can never change the way the feel&lt;br /&gt;Better let them do just what they will&lt;br /&gt;For they will&lt;br /&gt;If you let them&lt;br /&gt;Steal your heart from you&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;Will always make a lover feel a fool&lt;br /&gt;But you knew I loved you&lt;br /&gt;We could have shown them all&lt;br /&gt;We should have seen love through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooled me with the tears in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Covered me with kisses and lies&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But please don't take my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are far&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be your star&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;And mend my heart&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be strong enough&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never find&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;While I listen to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;You can never change the way the feel&lt;br /&gt;Better let them do just what they will&lt;br /&gt;For they will&lt;br /&gt;If you let them&lt;br /&gt;Steal your heart from you&lt;br /&gt;People&lt;br /&gt;Will always make a lover feel a fool&lt;br /&gt;But you knew I loved you&lt;br /&gt;We could have shown them all&lt;br /&gt;We should have seen love through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember this&lt;br /&gt;Every other kiss&lt;br /&gt;That you'll ever give&lt;br /&gt;Long as we both live&lt;br /&gt;When you need the hand of another man&lt;br /&gt;One you really can surrender with&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;There's something there&lt;br /&gt;That can't compare with any other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are far&lt;br /&gt;When I could have been your star&lt;br /&gt;You listened to people&lt;br /&gt;Who scared you to death&lt;br /&gt;And from my heart&lt;br /&gt;Strange that I was wrong enough&lt;br /&gt;To think you'd love me too&lt;br /&gt;I guess you were kissing a fool&lt;br /&gt;You must have been kissing a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113941139198324875?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113941139198324875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113941139198324875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113941139198324875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113941139198324875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/02/kissing-fool-michael-buble-you-are-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113888827664004151</id><published>2006-02-03T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah we won our first match against evergreen. and i played. but i sucked. loads of miss tackles and drop balls. whats worse, i forgot to bring my gloves! we won anyways. next monday is our next match i think against junyuan ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why people still have the mentality that rugby is only meant for the big-sized. i dont think its weird for someone  who doesnt have the size to play, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113888827664004151?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113888827664004151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113888827664004151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113888827664004151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113888827664004151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeah-we-won-our-first-match-against.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113880848380951824</id><published>2006-02-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had training today. well sort of. i dont wanna say anything about sch. irritating. so after training went home first. really needed to get that knee guard and went all the way to bedok just to get those. then only got 1 left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATCH TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully im playing lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113880848380951824?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113880848380951824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im still supposed to be in malaysia until tomorow. things happened. so had to go back.went to the new shopping centre in msia. its like suntec. but smaller. well at least i got what i wanted; a new wallet,  a cap, and  a top.  actually wanted to get  more tops but not enough money. i wanna go back to city square! so fun. its like heaven? wait that didnt come out right. ahh whattheheck. this is getting boring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/16858889-113854394976923350?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-113782805706809406</id><published>2006-01-22T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from match at yjc. played with the jc people. so sucky. only shadow practice.&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a whole collection of cuts and scratches. on my right knee, right  elbow, left elbow. so many.&lt;br /&gt;my right ankle's hurting like godknowswhat. left one too.&lt;br /&gt;after whatever happened, i think i managed to divert all the pain and anger to rugby. how great can that be?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113782805706809406?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16858889.post-113733088898021684</id><published>2006-01-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally got my new boots. they're NIKE! MERCURIAL TALARIA. wanted the nike tiempo legend black/gold. damn they're nice. costed about 180. damn it. what the heck. i still got my new boots. haha. red. RED BOOTS. woohoohooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113733088898021684?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113733088898021684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113733088898021684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113733088898021684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113733088898021684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/finally-got-my-new-boots.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113725799406550840</id><published>2006-01-15T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stillcouldremember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;the pathway to tanah merah mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;bus rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;mccafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;paya lebar mrt platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;all the movies that i didnt really watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;you not liking people leaning on your shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;its just like something i cant get my mind off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and its bothering me real bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;please dont leave it like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't forget about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cos im still in love with you.&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/16858889-113725799406550840?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113725799406550840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113725799406550840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113725799406550840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113725799406550840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/stillcouldremember-pathway-to-tanah_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113725399607506975</id><published>2006-01-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was probably the bestest day of my life. riiigghht. training was great lah yesterday.made loads of improvement. coach said that too. haha. unbelievable? believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to st andrews village again. played the old boys. again. they were unsatisfied with us the last week. they wanted a rematch i guess. the bad thing about playing with them is we have to tarvel so far just to play TOUCH RUGBY. what the hell. sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis for dinner. they all went to the food junction. wasnt halal. ahaha. went to qi ji instead. had nasi lemak. nice. and also the popiah. haha ended up coming home late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113725399607506975?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113725399607506975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113725399607506975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113725399607506975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113725399607506975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-was-probably-bestest-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113698624929256540</id><published>2006-01-12T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired. tired. tired. tired.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. sigh. sigh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;damn. damn. damn. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113698624929256540?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113698624929256540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113698624929256540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113698624929256540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113698624929256540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113672064074398087</id><published>2006-01-09T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAIN&lt;br /&gt;RAIN&lt;br /&gt;RAIN&lt;br /&gt;RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP RAINING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS GETTING COLD.&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/16858889-113672064074398087?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113672064074398087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113672064074398087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113672064074398087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113672064074398087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/rain-rain-rain-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113664970537194609</id><published>2006-01-08T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:15.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. im hurt. physically. haha&lt;br /&gt;everything hurts. cuts,scratches, bruises. i've got em all. D A M M I T&lt;br /&gt;about just now. firstly, i left at 1.45 and ended up meeting the ruggers at 2 plus. most of them werent there. asked khai to follow me go buy tape. ben tagged along. go buy then came back and met the rest.. bla bla bla. in the mrt got nothing to do. listen people's mp3s and borrowing phones. and pictures. haha we reached st andrews village at around 4? then got changed. played with the at andrews old boys. aged from 35-65. for their age, they were still fast! incredible. ahaha played with them touch rugby till 6 plus i guess. then we played modified touch. very nonsense. after that we washed up, showered and stuff. ended up leaving that place at 7 plus. went to some coffee shop to eat. i didnt feel like eating. so ended up saving moneyyy. they finished at around 8plus? all of us reached potong pasir station at 9 if im not wrong. took from the NEL. they all occupied 2 rows of the seats in the cabin. and it was obviously noisy with them around. alighted at tampines. went to the interchange with ben. took 18 home. washed all the wet clothes, boots and all. and now im all tired. damn.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/MoSt%20WaNtEd%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/MoSt%20WaNtEd%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28272%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28272%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/%7EdOPe%7E002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/%7EdOPe%7E002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28265%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28265%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28267%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28267%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28264%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28264%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Ben.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113664970537194609?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113664970537194609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113664970537194609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113664970537194609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113664970537194609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113638437665431738</id><published>2006-01-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:14.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school today. was okay. except for assembly. it was killing me. and my ass. it hurt. then had training. didnt use the field. im supposed to be doing my homework. damn. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think im starting to have feelings for you again. is that supposed to be good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113638437665431738?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113638437665431738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113638437665431738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113638437665431738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113638437665431738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2006/01/school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113609855414640514</id><published>2006-01-01T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:14.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new year. wow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;just dont know why people looking forward to it. anyways i was in malaysia when it was 2006. there were fireworks too. and firecrackers and stuff like that. i lighted a few of the fireworks myself. damn cool.and it all got really smoky. haha. well 2005 isnt that bad. actually it was great all the while. went to places i've never been to. in singapore that is. experienced new stuffs. great lah. im not looking forward to anything this 2006. just to really study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113609855414640514?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113609855414640514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113609855414640514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113609855414640514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113609855414640514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113586669020354037</id><published>2005-12-30T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:14.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back. for more. about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school to get my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and find out my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked the clerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said its already in the school web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she'd check for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to get my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only got a few books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clerk wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some class list on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC 3A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked at the names. found mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the people sounded boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking for the volcom 'pencil case'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it was nice. but i couldnt find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a quiksilver one. oklah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farid lajam also. but his is different design. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with khai and azri at tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cut hair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have azri and farid pics! they were getting their hair washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny i tell you. it was as if they were enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we slacked at mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khai thought of going to plaza sing to buy his volcom pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one i wanted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair looks funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW-LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28257%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28257%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;farid's 'after' hairdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28255%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28255%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he sure loved that wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28258%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28258%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;azri's new look. well he still looks the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28256%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28256%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he REALLLY loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28259%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28259%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my back looks long uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113586669020354037?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113586669020354037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113586669020354037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113586669020354037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113586669020354037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113586493099660205</id><published>2005-12-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:14.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday was G R E A T. had loads of fun although i was sick. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 6pm plus went to play soccer at Bedok reservoir. some place i dunno. it was at a street soccer court beside some main road. they all played cos one of his friends came back from overseas. haha reunion. then had around 12 people so we played league. then the first match my team lost. so fast. then we waited so long to play again cos the other teams were both good. then one of the teams finally lost. then we played again. from then on we kept winning. was so exhausted that i thought i was having asthma. ahahahah. okay then some Chinese teens wanted to play soccer. they looked like people who cant play soccer for nuts. so we played against them. we thought they werent that good so we played darn slowly. then we played fifa street style. kinda cool. haha. then we all pancit already so the chinese boys kept scoring. we ended playing at around 9 plus. my uncle and his friends wanted to play cnc generals. went home. bathed, changed and all. then went to katong to play cnc generals. it was already around 11 i think. we played until the shop was closing. we went out of that katong mall or whatever its called and sat near the bus stop there. they didnt know where to go. one of my uncle's friend said that my osiris shoe had pig lining. its either he was scaring me or it was really true. if it was true, then why didnt anyone tell me earlier? anyway, we went to some place called &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;DUKU ROAD&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; to eat. some mama shop called "AB &amp; ABC RESTAURANT" haha. then beside it was some karaoke place called nah nah ubi karaoke. haha funny. the location where we ate looked like some prostitute place. CREEPY. then the people in the karaoke place came out with the hostesses. then i turned around. one of the hostesses saw me. then she smiled. YYYUUUCCCCKKKSS. disgusting. chinagirl. haha. so we ate and ate and talked and talked and slacked until around two then everyone was sleepy cos they had to work. FYI my uncle and his friends were all 20+! haha a fourteen year old mixing around with all the adults? yeah. they were all smoking. all the smoke was killing me! then we went back. damn it was fun. oh yah if any of you ppl wanna buy shoes that are not in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, maybe one of my uncle's friend is selling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; its as if no one's reading! TAG and show you were here. dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;just shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113586493099660205?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113586493099660205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113586493099660205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113586493099660205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113586493099660205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterday-was-g-r-e-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113531525689809999</id><published>2005-12-23T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:14.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what i've been doing  the whole week. taking lame pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28222%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28222%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RABBIT TEETH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28227%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28227%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea why they were posing like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28218%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28218%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't know santa had black hair, giving flyers to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28212%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28212%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the stupid pig at bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28221%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28221%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28213%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28213%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lamborghini Gallardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Image%28210%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Image%28210%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The huge spider at the flyover at east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i finally got my bag! its volcom by the way. ahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113531525689809999?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113531525689809999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113531525689809999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113531525689809999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113531525689809999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-what-ive-been-doing-whole-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-16858889.post-113448121788374553</id><published>2005-12-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:03:14.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/ttl90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/ttl90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ORIGINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Total%2098%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Total%2098%20%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/1600/Total%2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4972/1611/320/Total%2098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha see the difference? its dumb. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16858889-113448121788374553?l=chronicliar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/feeds/113448121788374553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16858889&amp;postID=113448121788374553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113448121788374553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16858889/posts/default/113448121788374553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicliar.blogspot.com/2005/12/original-fake-haha-see-difference-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Faiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05780812302279001248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
