<?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-1474529862890908598</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:31:09.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting out the suppressed screams.</title><subtitle type='html'>So people,you've managed to stumble upon my blog. My only request is that you tag once you're here. Get it? Tag here. So I know you came. See ya. Enjoy reading.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-760004628643093849</id><published>2010-04-02T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T02:32:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's</title><content type='html'>Scored 2-2 with my Mum. A big 0-1 with 98.7 when I thought they really hired Ris Low. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thanks to some friends, I think I know who my true friends are. I know I'm not close to you, so the feeling should be neutral. It's not your fault, but you chose to let your thoughts out. I'm shell-shocked. Hmm, when enough will be enough. If the same thing happens next week. I'll curse you for ruining what I'm really looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. Got a new replacement phone. SonyEricssonR300, but now I need to get my safety gloves or I'll regret it. The gloves are optional but I think it helps, plus its cool hehe! But not before I make a new ATM card. I misplaced mine. And since the banks are closed for Good Friday tomorrow, I guess I'll have to keep waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Second's spare cashflow is coming!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-760004628643093849?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/760004628643093849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/760004628643093849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/760004628643093849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fool&apos;s'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-5750396503180396478</id><published>2010-03-30T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:35:27.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, 30 March 2010</title><content type='html'>My first kpay is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm gonna look back on this website and laugh to myself. 083&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-5750396503180396478?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5750396503180396478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesday-30-march-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5750396503180396478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5750396503180396478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesday-30-march-2010.html' title='Tuesday, 30 March 2010'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-3092319927330810721</id><published>2010-03-24T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:04:41.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>I'm really bored. There's nothing for me to do at home, and nothing to do outside. Nothing to blog about. Three days left.I guess that should be a historical day for me? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results for Year 1 Sem 2 is out. Mixtures of Bs and Cs and a D.&lt;br /&gt;A 0.15 drop in my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; going to make sure I try my best in Year 2. Besides, There's no more maths or physics. Mostly statistical data. With enough concentration, I'm sure I'll do well right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh dear, Microsoft Excel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-3092319927330810721?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3092319927330810721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3092319927330810721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3092319927330810721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-676638909334949453</id><published>2010-03-18T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:07:23.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March holiday!</title><content type='html'>Okay, there's nothing much for me to talk about. There was so many things that I wanted to scream about, but I guess, when you give time to any problems, you won't feel that bad anymore! Yeah. So, there's really nothing much to say except to be happy that my 'k'-pay is coming real soon and I really can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that loser that I quarreled with at Advance track today, gosh, I can't believe it. I hope he dies. I was so ready to punch him square in the face. I'm really not satisfied with him. Oh well, fighting isn't the correct way to settle things right? I guess knocking some verbal sense into him should be okay. Even Nazrul was pissed with him, and so did so many other crews who knew him. Screw him. He may be a regular, but he'll never get to step on our heads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-676638909334949453?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/676638909334949453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/676638909334949453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/676638909334949453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-holiday.html' title='March holiday!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6251404082507330303</id><published>2010-03-12T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:48:15.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Thanks to my missing phone, I gotten myself into a whole lot of trouble these past few days. I've missed deadlines. It doesn't help when you don't have a phone because when people can't contact you, they just have a certain mindset that we're simply avoiding you. A phone is extremely important to me, and I know its my fault and irresponsibility that I lost it, so maybe it would be nice if you can spare me a thought and don't think I have all the bad intentions against you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Facebook is a social networking website that either helps you, or screws with your life. Adding too many friends isn't the right thing to do. Friends, family and colleagues. We should know, facebook is meant to keep in touch with people, not to dig up information about them and be spread it around like a public announcement system. I can't believe you searched through my whole facebook to take revenge on me like that. It may have took you some effort, but I'm really proud you took the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;As far as I know, whatever is going on there is only used as a substitute. I know you know about what I do when I'm not around. I know many people there help convey things about me to you. I know you're only trying to take revenge. It's okay, maybe you aren't 100% dead on about bringing me down, but I know that its the thought that counts right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Let time pass, I want to see what's going to happen in due time. I want to see how things will change in the next few months. I may be extremely frustrated now, but I'll feel better once I switch off the computer. I can't believe that you're using things to make me do whatever you need. Of course I cannot say no, not yet at least. Even if I did say what I did, have you ever thought that I said it honestly with my heart? Or was I forced to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe it's time I started privatizing in facebook.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6251404082507330303?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6251404082507330303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6251404082507330303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6251404082507330303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/nice.html' title='Nice.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1671750516897555731</id><published>2010-03-11T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:25:42.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaypoh.</title><content type='html'>Kaypoh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Singaporean slang used to describe a busybody or a nosy parker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Extracted from&amp;nbsp;www.talkingcock.com, The Coxford Singlish Dictionary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's a &lt;i&gt;Kaypoh? &lt;/i&gt;As far as I've known, In Singapore, being observant, or even alert to your surroundings counts as being a &lt;i&gt;Kaypoh.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Its also not right if you want to clarify things. Being curious is being a &lt;i&gt;Kaypoh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply just do not understand these Singaporeans. I'm not ashamed of them, but, do they have any sense of shame for themselves? To the extent for them to use such sentence enhancers like&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Lah&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;", "&lt;/span&gt;Lor&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;", "&lt;/span&gt;Ha?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;", "&lt;/span&gt;Hor&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;", "&lt;/span&gt;Meh&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;" and "&lt;/span&gt;Leh&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;" in full view of the public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I'm not trying to say that I despise all these people or I'm trying to be British or American. Even I use those words, but, when I use it, I make sure its not said in public where everyone will know. The reason I'm posting this up is just, I'm appalled at a "Wendy Chong", one of Jack Neo's Mistresses. When asked why did she do what she did, She replied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Because I was stupid lah, that's why I did it lor."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singaporeans being Singaporeans have their own culture, but I don't think its right that we over use these words right? Its also because of my curiosity, I was called a &lt;i&gt;Kaypoh, &lt;/i&gt;which is just the other reason that I'm posting this. I guess, to do something right, we have to know its that we are doing it right, and to know that we are doing it right, we have to understand why we're doing it right. Isn't that true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, maybe its just me and my &lt;i&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;personality that got me to all this. So, curiosity, observance and alertness determines if one is a &lt;i&gt;Kaypoh &lt;/i&gt;right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, are you a Kaypoh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1671750516897555731?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1671750516897555731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/kaypoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1671750516897555731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1671750516897555731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/kaypoh.html' title='Kaypoh.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-4228753888838076979</id><published>2010-03-10T14:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:17:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn.</title><content type='html'>I'm in that point of time again. Everytime I start a new job, Long John's Silvers, McDonald's, ShowFest, Escape and now, Esplanade. I feel that it always happens to me. I feel like talking about it, but even this blog is useless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Have you ever heard of, "Don't know? Ask." I've heard it a whole lot of times. Sometimes, I feel that people just say things because they're working. Those words don't actually mean anything. Try asking for a reaffirmation of something and you'll get on someone's nerve. I'm not angry and just ranting out crap. In fact, I have to understand the shoes of the guys in charge. They have to make sure everything goes well or &lt;i&gt;their &lt;/i&gt;guys in charge screws them. No one likes to get screwed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I wouldn't say that life there is fast paced. It isn't. The working environment has been set up a long time ago. Its just how fast one can adapt to it. And me, being the youngest there, only makes it harder to adapt. Girls, Smoking, Drinking, Sex. I'm not living in secondary school anymore. They're all much older than me, with an average age of thirty. If they don't have tattoos, they have piercings or other body modifications. If they don't have that, they're smokers and drinkers. If its not that too, they're gamblers. Most of the guys I'm with have gone in and out of jail before. That doesn't mean they're bad. I now understand the point of the "Yellow Ribbon Project" in Singapore. These guys, when they turn over a new leaf, can be really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I &lt;b&gt;believe&lt;/b&gt; in second chances. But that doesn't mean I allow myself to hang around with them. Influences come easy there. Saying "No" isn't as easy as just letting it out of your mouth. It's how you say it. Having an 'O' Levels Cert counts as "Clever". Doing Poly is mostly unheard of. I think i'm getting it. Don't complain, Just do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   After all, I'm only 17. We do have hard labour at times, but 60% of the time, we're sitting around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;i&gt;Where else can you find a&lt;b&gt; legal &lt;/b&gt;job that pays you $12 per hour?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-4228753888838076979?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4228753888838076979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/4228753888838076979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/4228753888838076979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/learn.html' title='Learn.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1641251054837189391</id><published>2010-03-08T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:34:52.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile phones.</title><content type='html'>Previously, I've posted things about a phone, gone, in 9 seconds. Guess what? I've lost my phone today. Karma right? I've learnt my lesson. That is, helping people in Singapore isn't always good news. I won't talk about that. Its more of my carelessness that caused this misfortune. I've lost quite a few phones in the past. Here's my list of phones.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nokia,2200(Lost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nokia,7250i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nokia,6220&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nokia,6230&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nokia,N73(Lost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nokia, 1100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sony Ericsson 5310i(Lost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-My friend, Bryan's SE phone(Lost)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck right? Looks like I'm proud of this. I'm not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mobile phone is an extremely valuable item to everyone. Well, so is a wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lost my wallet countless times too. I'm just a careless wreck mixed with maybe some short-term memory. Although I've almost lost my current wallet quite a few times, I can't remember the last time I really lost a wallet. Maybe primary school? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, that's life. People chide me all the time for not taking care of my things. Escape Theme Park, Home, School. Everywhere I get scolded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zaf Zaf, Will I ever learn? I've got no one else to blame but myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1641251054837189391?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1641251054837189391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/mobile-phones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1641251054837189391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1641251054837189391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/mobile-phones.html' title='Mobile phones.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-2665192171871464952</id><published>2010-03-06T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:26:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>What 5 months can do. Hurt, disappointment, hate, anger, love, happiness, and everything else. 5 months ago, what I thought I was doing right actually slapped me right across the face. I was totally wrong. I got played. Looking back at my previous posts, The ones before Mar'10, gave me a clearer picture of what happened. Nice. Who cares? I realized that if you let life pass by you, 5 months can be short, but reflections about the past makes 5 months a long, long time. 5 months ago, I didn't even know about Esplanade.  5 months ago, my friends were my friends. 5 months ago, I thought I had it easy. Shucks. Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! On a lighter note, I ended Hiretrack today :( . I accidentally hammered myself dead square into the thumb. Some skin went off there. Got some random cut across my palm nearing the end of the day. Note to self. Get protective gloves. I'm slowly bringing myself to my first 'k-pay'. Do I deserve all that I'm getting now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly understanding the point of writing to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-2665192171871464952?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2665192171871464952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/2665192171871464952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/2665192171871464952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1638987353040761615</id><published>2010-03-05T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:43:32.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Still don't really know why I got back to blogging. Something just isn't right. There's nothing much about today.  Or yesterday night. I don't know? Maybe I'm just not feeling myself. I know how to steer clear from bad friends but I still don't know the limits of when should I stay away from a "good" company. I don't know what I'm talking about. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets say its done and over with, then what? I don't know. Haven't I gotten myself into enough trouble? I guess I'll only find out what the coming months &lt;i&gt;slowly&lt;/i&gt; unveils what it has in store for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt; to get a new phone. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still won't make myself see the difference between "needs" and "wants". Right, Zaf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1638987353040761615?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1638987353040761615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1638987353040761615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1638987353040761615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog.html' title='Blog?'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1898557906719688167</id><published>2010-03-04T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:17:36.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long.</title><content type='html'>My first post in 5 months. Almost half a year I've left this site to rot, now I'm just wiping off the dusts to blog again? I don't know. The last time I regularly blogged was because a few friends told me so. Now, I guess its because I just want to hurt the keyboard, who knows it'll make me feel better? Plus, there's no one at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I blog is because I wanna say whatever I want. Screw whatever. I don't have to hold any attacks against anyone, but maybe when I feel like saying what I want to say, at least I think I feel better.  Say whatever you want too, like, I write too long, its too dull, whatever. I'm just gonna keep ranting until I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if nobody wants to read, honestly, I don't care, but If you do, its really up to you if you wanna tag or not.  Because, even if I ask you to, I'm sure there are some, if not many, who never tag when reading blogs. Who cares. Yes. That's the intro after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick update with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ended Year 1 in poly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working with Esplanade Co. Ltd(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's $12 for every hour!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't do quite well for my maths 'O' Levels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Next, Is what I think about today. On the ways to work, someone passed me a 'dead' phone. Insisting that its mine. I said it isn't and even showed him my phone. That dude called me crazy and left it with me. A 'dead' phone is one that's waiting to be disposed of. Cracked screen, can't be switched on, blah blah. I took it. And after alighting the MRT at City Hall, I went to McDonald's for my breakfast. Before buying, I purposely put the phone, face down on the condiments counter when no one was looking, then started timing and walked away. It took an amazing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9seconds&lt;/span&gt; for some dude to walk up to it and slip into his pocket. Amazing Singaporeans. It takes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;9seconds for someone to steal a mobile phone in Singapore. He didn't even pass it to the store, but he walked out. Nice. What an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was awesome, slack slack slack. Hiretrack. Awesome shit. On the way back home, I saw this girl. She doesn't look past 19years of age. Her face, all caked up with make-up. Well, that's not the problem. Thing is, She's pregnant. Another textbook display of an amazing Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Congratulations Jeremy Tan Wei Quan for passing his class 2b License.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'll get back to this blog the next time I feel. It shouldn't be that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let April come quick. School will start, but so will something else much anticipated by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1898557906719688167?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1898557906719688167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1898557906719688167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1898557906719688167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-so-long.html' title='After so long.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1754013840999068057</id><published>2009-08-26T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:00:47.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random postings</title><content type='html'>Okay,So it's really been awhile since I last posted anything here. So here's an update of recent things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly Year One,Sem One,Class W34M. Completed.&lt;br /&gt;Private Maths OLevels,End October. Only did 1 quarter of my maths textbook. Gosh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it I guess.Only gonna say that I'll really miss my class. The first class of people I've bonded with in my life as a polytechnic student. Also looking forward to my new class next Sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday's an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Random Buses&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Giant,Ikea&lt;br /&gt;IMM&lt;br /&gt;Sushi-Rivervale&lt;br /&gt;More Movies&lt;br /&gt;More random buses&lt;br /&gt;Yes,Actually there's many more,I just can't remember. Haha,and,the best part is,all of these outings are all unplanned. Gone either with my two other musketeers or my class. Most with my other halves. Brydia Nayan. Lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1754013840999068057?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1754013840999068057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-postings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1754013840999068057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1754013840999068057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-postings.html' title='Random postings'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-9222112011089217596</id><published>2009-07-29T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:26:52.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rashidi's little surprise.</title><content type='html'>Who would have expected it? Me,Nadia,Bryan,YongLin and Nazrul. I'm calling him that now because I've classified him as "friends" now. Once the teacher I absolutely hated the most,to one of the best teacher a student can ever have. He was Mr.Rashidi,my pure lit teacher. Now,he's Nazrul. He's got my respect as a friend and someone to look up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be YongLin's Birthday treat. In the end,the 5 of us had a great time trading jokes and insults,mostly aimed at Nadia. Nazrul brought us to F.I.S.H. Some place which i've never been to. Altogether spending over $100 for our dinner. I must say I missed that old man. Congratulations to him and his wife. Gonna be a father eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now he's back to teaching after jumping ship SHSS to MYCA. 10 months later,he's knocking on TPJC's door. Nice. So that's it,I wish him all the best and hope I meet him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Lua Yong Lin. My wishes to you in passing your car license. (  Same goes to bryan:D  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-9222112011089217596?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/9222112011089217596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/rashidis-little-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/9222112011089217596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/9222112011089217596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/rashidis-little-surprise.html' title='Rashidi&apos;s little surprise.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-964450657435964610</id><published>2009-07-15T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:28:07.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 problems to go.</title><content type='html'>So most of my problems is either 10 or 11. That means,its only 5 more. Till the end of 1st Sem. Hmm,there will be those that i'll miss. And those that i'm happy of not seeing them again. Well,nothing else to post. Be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-964450657435964610?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/964450657435964610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-problems-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/964450657435964610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/964450657435964610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-problems-to-go.html' title='5 problems to go.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6496113995653395675</id><published>2009-07-05T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:01:57.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its starting!</title><content type='html'>First,before I say anything,I'd like to thank Asri for replacing me at the eleventh hour. Saved my life eh Asri? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks Asri!&lt;/span&gt; Then I'm gonna say that today was bullshit. So lame oh my gosh. Rather be working man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get on with the real story. Hello angel. Have you started it yet? Your old ways? You're showing your true colours now huh? I think I'm enjoying this. I hope you know that I'm referring this post to you. I always thought you were nice until your very friend ,or friends,told me about your ugly antics. It truly disgusted me. I knew it that you'd find someone,then stab a very knife into the back and hurt that person. I was just waiting for this day. Yes. Keep begging you will. I'm enjoying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If swimming is such good excercise,why are whales so big,on account that they only eat microscopic planktons?"&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6496113995653395675?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6496113995653395675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-starting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6496113995653395675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6496113995653395675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-starting.html' title='Its starting!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1472229803903104299</id><published>2009-07-04T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:42:40.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed weekend</title><content type='html'>What a great weekend it is. Absolutely great. I love it,I fucking love it. First,I had to give Clement's Party a miss. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry Clement&lt;/span&gt;. Then more things came up and I gotta miss work tomorrow. What makes it better is that I can't find a replacement. I already said that I couldn't work,cos I had to attend to some fucking urgent matter that came to me at the best time possible. Lucky for me dragonboat training was cancelled this week or there'll be more shit for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it,How the hell am I gonna find a replacement? Is there no one that wanna work? From all the things I heard that everyone wanna work,now no one does'nt? Hell. I sure am pissed. I don't know what to do ready. Fucking hell. This week really is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At least I can look forward to school. No problems there eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you dug a hole through the center of the earth, which end would come out first?"&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&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/1474529862890908598-1472229803903104299?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1472229803903104299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/screwed-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1472229803903104299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1472229803903104299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/screwed-weekend.html' title='Screwed weekend'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-7612409857700729521</id><published>2009-07-02T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:38:07.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despair</title><content type='html'>Today was the starting of school,after a whole week of eLearning. I was so freaking disappointed when thought my dearly beloved IC was gone! Haha,got me so sad,thought I left it in the bus after playing with it. Damn,I won't bring it out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,then when I reach school,already so darn late,9 plus. And then,the best news of the day,I found it in my bag,accompanied by bad news. I've never had an F in school. And in the past week,I was presented with 2 Fs. Nice? Yes,I think that 2 F means Fuck Faci. The two faci that gave me,together with the rest of the class F. That's it for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does bald men use shampoo,or soap?"&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-7612409857700729521?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7612409857700729521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/despair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/7612409857700729521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/7612409857700729521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/despair.html' title='Despair'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-8327276513814428781</id><published>2009-07-01T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:55:39.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie day.</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Transformers 2 today,great show. Besides that,there's nothing else to blog,except to say thanks to _____ for the whole day's treat(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry can't mention name&lt;/span&gt;). After movie was dinner at Pastamania,also  treat. Cool eh? Then the 4 of us, we went off,talked about things,one thing led to another,then we slack off somewhere to gossip about this particular pain in the neck.. Hmm,like girls eh? But at least now I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice one asshole,act like an angel in front of me,deny whatever you did in the past? How stupid of me to take your side,defend your actions. Its okay,I'm giving it just one moment,one moment of folly before I watch you fall,right infront of that new friends you made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If an orange is orange, why isn't a lime called a green or a lemon called a yellow?"&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-8327276513814428781?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8327276513814428781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/8327276513814428781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/8327276513814428781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-day.html' title='Movie day.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6135054670151167071</id><published>2009-06-30T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:01:24.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin' out!</title><content type='html'>Going out with Nadia and group for Transformers 2:Revenge of the Fallen,tomorrow. I really can't wait for it! Haha. Watching at Cathay Ehub at 4.30pm. So,there's nothing else that's new today except that its still Elearning and tomorrow's the last day,hope RP can extend the LOA for all students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last thing I heard was that there were 66 confirmed H1N1 cases in RP. Hopefully RP accepts the petition that the year 2 and 3 students are doing. I  heard it's collected more than a thosand signatures,Wow! Can't wait to see what happens this Thursday in school. Lastly,let me give you something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?"   See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6135054670151167071?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6135054670151167071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/goin-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6135054670151167071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6135054670151167071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/goin-out.html' title='Goin&apos; out!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6060105321303155650</id><published>2009-06-29T20:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:55:24.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's tribute.</title><content type='html'>"Jackson, 50, was weeks away from an anticipated comeback with a series of 50 concerts in London. He rehearsed regularly up to the night before his death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dr. Conrad Murray, who was at Jackson's side when he died, told police he did not inject the singer with painkillers before his fatal cardiac arrest on Thursday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Extracted from Yahoo! News.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah? We won't ever know how the King of Pop died. Rumours said Jacko was forced into signing his  curtain call at O2 Arena. Pity the dude,he was already under a mountain of debts,yet his handlers still pushed him into performing eventhough he couldn't he was already very weak. I hope at least people have some brains to stand by their word,one day a disgusting child molestor,another day a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the question,was he forced into signing the contract for his concert so he could clear a portion of his debts?  We'll never know. I'm only writing this because I walked past a shop showing one of his live concerts on TV. There's a whole lot of people surrounding the TV,yes,a whole lot. I guess its this just because he died,who'd care if there was no news of his death? I will admit that I'm no biggest fan of MJ,but you don't go around saying MJ was your greatest idol just because he died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6060105321303155650?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6060105321303155650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/jacksons-tribute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6060105321303155650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6060105321303155650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/jacksons-tribute.html' title='Jackson&apos;s tribute.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1463675278997940848</id><published>2009-06-28T00:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:09:18.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Jacko</title><content type='html'>How sad, June's last day of work is tomorrow. I'm doing Bboat also,Fuck it man. Hmm,slowly i guess. Hopefully when payday comes,it'll be many many cash for me! Haha,went to Hairi and Kabeer BBQ pit. Left early cos gonna work tomorrow. Evil like me,I can say I took alot of food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,then went back with Laurent where we tried to turn him into ETP's very own mat rep. Haha,he learns damn fast,very fun to be with too,some guy that's very different than normal people,but in a good way:D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for the weekend I guess,Just that yesterday at 5:26AM,The King of Pop,Michael Jackson,was pronounced dead. News has it that its cardiac arrest,but autopsies can't confirm anything. Whatever it is,I pity that moonwalk/crotch-grabber. He was a real music legend who left and era of great songs that'll still be good for generations to come. Even though I'm no big fan of his,I've heard his songs and I like it. Rest in peace Jacko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Died at 50 years old,&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;1958-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1463675278997940848?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1463675278997940848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/junes-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1463675278997940848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1463675278997940848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/junes-end.html' title='Goodbye Jacko'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-768600744508799388</id><published>2009-06-25T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:31:05.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After my holidays, extra holidays!?</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests,Republic Polytechnic is down after a spate of H1n1 incidents occuring around the Year 1 blocks. Yay H1n1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd like to thank all the swines in Singapore for getting RP infected. &lt;/span&gt;You just gave me extra holidays,which I can use for Studying,working,bullshitting,sleeping. I'm just so glad School's out immediately after it's in:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I really hope the flu gets turns into a worldwide pandemic,so RP can close longer! But with every good news,comes a bad news. Since RP's a bloody stationeryless school,we've gotta do all our work online. Shucks,I'm gonna say my internet's down at home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-768600744508799388?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/768600744508799388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-my-holidays-extra-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/768600744508799388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/768600744508799388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-my-holidays-extra-holidays.html' title='After my holidays, extra holidays!?'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-590083740582995548</id><published>2009-06-24T14:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:42:56.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping in class!</title><content type='html'>Yes! So I see that there is a fan of Peter and and Jane here. Haha,you still reading it right joan? So,I'll give you more of my pictures. Sleeping. It was the same day the previous post's picture was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHHAqvDtVI/AAAAAAAAABI/bc8AMuBd57M/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHHAqvDtVI/AAAAAAAAABI/bc8AMuBd57M/s320/IMG_0494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350776646578451794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHG4z_ChbI/AAAAAAAAABA/1xyOZahaIZk/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHG4z_ChbI/AAAAAAAAABA/1xyOZahaIZk/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350776511622448562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHGt-X8gtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gvFF6jwZmCM/s1600-h/IMG_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHGt-X8gtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gvFF6jwZmCM/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350776325432705746" border="0" /&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/1474529862890908598-590083740582995548?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/590083740582995548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-so-i-see-that-there-is-fan-of-peter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/590083740582995548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/590083740582995548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-so-i-see-that-there-is-fan-of-peter.html' title='Sleeping in class!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/SkHHAqvDtVI/AAAAAAAAABI/bc8AMuBd57M/s72-c/IMG_0494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-3148997719964158298</id><published>2009-06-22T11:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:18:24.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, You guys keep saying that I never post already. Why? Its also because of you,Haha,evil me blaming you. Yup,you guys say stuff like no pictures,long story,difficult words. Haha,It'll soon be like reading Peter and Jane: Book 1a. Remember that? Little words more pictures? I'll try that okay so for my first picture. I'll give you a blur one of me. In class. Hahahaha. I was sleeping during my 6thP! Woohoo! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Sj73SnKqgmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rgRUDam9qc4/s1600-h/Picture0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349985306486145634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Sj73SnKqgmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rgRUDam9qc4/s320/Picture0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-3148997719964158298?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3148997719964158298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/renewal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3148997719964158298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3148997719964158298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/06/renewal.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Sj73SnKqgmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rgRUDam9qc4/s72-c/Picture0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6384113602203290072</id><published>2009-04-28T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:41:11.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its slowly getting okay!</title><content type='html'>Now i know.I see  life as a path filled with dangerous rocks. All you need to do is to avoid the rocks and continue walking. That's the way to live a problem free life.But life without problems? Sounds impossible to me. Everyone will get their hard times. I feel like a load has been lifted off me. After I apologize. I now know. In my life. I have two types of friends. Those with brains,and those without. Thank god i'm surrounded by those with brains. Sometimes,there are those without brains around me. But that completes the many different people in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of brainless people. They don't know whats the meaning of feelings.They play it like toys. Until one time where I got so worried that I might almost lose a friend i've known for long. But when I tried to apologize to her,It seems. She has brains. A whole lot of it. More like she's matured enough to ignore the immaturity of others on what they do. It really amazes me. She brushes them off like specks of dusts and goes on with her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,the brainless people are the immature people that I once looked up to. I respected them alot. I rally see them as a figure to follow. But,after knowing them for awhile,I realise I made some wrong decisions. Their just stupid assholes who have not matured even though their well past their secondary school days. 18,19,20 years old? whatever their age or older. They seem like they've got no brains or feelings at all. Screw them. Im just posting this because the friend I apologized to accepted it and hought nothing more of it. She really seemed like she was unaffected by it. Nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. And for those people that I put my trust into during that harsh few days. I really hope you wont break that trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving from that. I got into the CCA that I wanted to. And whats that? DragonBoating! Yay! :D Training starts this monday. I can't wait for it. So life's turning for the better. I'm getting used to poly. My phone's getting fixed. My friend din care bout the stuff about her.(That gets the smiley too :D ) I keep getting As(  only 1B:(  ) for my first week in poly. Hope that continues. So thats it. See ya! Will post next time too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6384113602203290072?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6384113602203290072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-slowly-getting-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6384113602203290072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6384113602203290072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-slowly-getting-okay.html' title='Its slowly getting okay!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6177502518460525896</id><published>2009-04-27T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:04:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding it.</title><content type='html'>Yes. As the title suggests,I'm hiding my feelings. I tried to call her like 10 mins ago. She's already asleep. Damn. I went to school and acted everything as per normal. This is because Rp is a bully, everything is based on your daily performance. Wanna show that pissed off face oso cant. Gotta put some fake smile. Make the class a happy place, then I forget yesterday. But whats the use. When I go home. The guilt is back again. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for tomorrow. So it seems. Im going to fix my phone at the SE workshop at eastpoint,I'm gonna try calling her again. I cant freaking wait for the IG fair. Yay that. Another thing is oso that my maths faci got changed. Im not quite happy with that. I think my previous faci is nice. Now the current one is just this old man who does'nt surf the net or even own a handphone. Pathetic crapshit. I can see he's gonna mark down people. I think i might get a C for maths today. Fuck that. I really hope I don get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad for W34M,alot of people hated the previous faci. Now that he's gone,their all missing him. Yes,and all this is because we got a special student in our batch. She's hearing impaired and mute. But that does'nt mean that I'm not pissed she stole my faci. Another thing else,I know her. She was my groupmate from my SEG camp. Hmm,The sad life I think Im living this week. I know whatever it is,I gotta have myself ready. I sense,no. I know that this weekend is gonna be a rough one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6177502518460525896?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6177502518460525896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiding-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6177502518460525896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6177502518460525896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiding-it.html' title='Hiding it.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-5316759114772205417</id><published>2009-04-27T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:43:43.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed.</title><content type='html'>The past week is screwed. Many things happened. And its all bad. I think I'm at the verge of losing a friend. I really hope it won't go to that. Slackplace is killing me. Not the place but the people. Some of them at least. My phone is spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm faced with this problem. I always act without thinking. My actions act for the present. Never for the future. What I act will only settle whats going to happen in the next 5 minutes. That's wrong. That's really wrong. Today I got an sms from a friend. I kinda shouted at her in an effort to shut her up cos I was frustrated trying to explain something. I din realise it hurt her feelings. Luckily she smsed. Only way for me to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that its now known. I hate you. I fucking hate you motherfucking bastard asshole. This person is a "he" from escape theme park. He's a real bastard. Screw him. Hope he chokes to death on a grain of rice while eating with his family. Fucker's always finding trouble with me. I never wanna show that I hate him. I know that problems escalate. So I always act neutral. And just wanna say that it is no one that I lepaked with just now. Yes. It was also because of that fucker some bad things slipped ot of my mouth a long long time ago about another friend. I only meant it as a joke. Now its a big problem. That real fucker. How I really hate you bitch. You're a fucker. You know whats a fucker? That's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna type out my anger here. So I would really appreciate no one asking me bout this post okay? NO ONE. This post will serve as a reminder to me so that whenever I try to do something without thinking. Maybe this post can help a little in reminding me whats wrong from right. And how does problems get settled? Even though it does not affect me,It affects someone because of me. I don't know what the fuck i'm talking about. Thinking too much ready. Fuck it. Hope that I wont lose that friend. Will time heal all wounds? Will my friend dwell on my words and never forgive me? Can the damage be undone? Is apologising enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-5316759114772205417?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5316759114772205417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/screwed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5316759114772205417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5316759114772205417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/screwed.html' title='Screwed.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1851833807413233732</id><published>2009-04-22T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:32:41.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day at school.</title><content type='html'>Today's school went as per normal. Nothing wrong,except,towards the end of the day. LoserFuck MSNed me and ask why I sabo his team during presentation. Sabo? All I did was to ask questions,and that was encouraged by the faci. He say I like not happy with him. So I defended myself,act as per normal and went on with the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended as per normal again,I did my RJ in class then left. Hydra was going to play street soccer.Damn! I wanted to play too. Up said cos I wanted to go home with a girl. Lol,I didn't say anything,He only assumed it. So yup,all normal again until I saw LoserFuck sitting alone at a corner using his laptop. I went beside him and just sat,only to say hello. Motherfucker stared at me and asked if  I "buay song with him?" Cheebye. Who the fuck he think he is? Gimme his fuck face and act fierce? Holy shit. That's really funny,I merely smiled at him and gave him a look that I can't be bothered. He stared at me again. Boy,why the hell would I be bothered? If you guys had read my previous post,you would have realised that he was an ugly,geeky,stupid,acting motherfucker. All he could do was to act big. I can't be bothered. You wanna act big. Not in my face. We're all freshies. We're still new. Don't come and smother your pathetic butt at others and think you're RP's kingpin. I left him. Coincidentally,Up &amp;amp; Co was sitting opposite him,so I went to them. Talked to them about the street soccer. I knew he was looking at me. But did I care? NO. After talking for a little while,I left to meet my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my friends and talked to them for awhile,I wanted to play soccer,they wanted to go home. I can't ditch them cos I felt bad. But I did tell them about LoserFuck. They wanted to see his face. So I brought them to him. Well,I made them sit near Up's area so that he did'nt feel intimidated by me bringing friends. My friends were watching all the way. They say his face look like the "someone needs to punch him right in the nose now" face. I went to him and the conversation went something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaf(Z):Hi,you say I not happy with you is it? Why ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoserFuck(Lf):(Staring at me)Ya. why you go action around the class just now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:I action around the class? I only asked you questions. Who ask you open your mouth? Donno the answer just shut up la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:Then why you face the webcam at me?You think you joker is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:Yes I'm a joker. Why? I enjoy facing the webcam at others. And for your info,it wasn't you that I was facing it. It was your teammate. You think so much for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:I don't like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:So you say I not happy with you just because of that? Please okay. You don't think you very big okay. I'm not too. When people not happy right,they settle it in fights. You want? Your hands and my hands? Outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:You wanna fight? Laptop how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:What the? Put it aside. I will too. So lets fight. Don't think I'm afraid of a little actor like you okay? Sitting here all alone by yourself with no friends at all thinking you're so cool and all like a loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:I'm a loner what? So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:Fuck it. Faster we go out and fight. You say you want right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:You sure I say I wanna fight with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:Yes,didn't you just say I wasn't happy with you,and you the same? So lets fight it outside.Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:I dowan fight you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:Just as I thought. You would'nt dare. Anytime you wanna fight me I'm here okay? Just remember that I did not come and act about and wanna start this okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lf:You sure you did'nt start this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:Yes of course. Webcam oso wanna be a sissy? See ya.Also remember that I have not raised my voice all the way okay? You did.(I walked away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,he stared at me throughout,until I came out with the idea of the fight. He looked at his laptop. Haha. Wanna fight still come out with the idea of the laptop. Very funny.Gosh. This guy's a real idiot la. I didn't wanna fight with him at all in the first place. I actually made a vow not to fight or quarrel with anyone when I entered poly. I wanted to turn over a new leaf. But how to? When someone so pathetic comes your way? Just ignore? I can't. His attitude is atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I left that area and my friends to follow Up &amp;amp; Co to the street soccer court. After kicking the ball for awhile. I went back to meet my frinds as I felt bad for making them wait. When I went back,LoserFuck was still there. Only his laptop. And we wanted to leave,I actually wamted to say bye to him as a sign of being friendly. But he was'nt there. So I told his friend to convey the message to him. I donno how he'll react to it. Yup fuck it. So I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home,I was greeted with bad news.It came in a form of a letter. I wont speak of it here. Okay then,Im done posting for today. Mostly about LoserFuck. If anything else happens,I'll tell it here. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1851833807413233732?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1851833807413233732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-day-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1851833807413233732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1851833807413233732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-day-at-school.html' title='Another day at school.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-5986537900087539134</id><published>2009-04-21T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:49:18.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly? Lovin' it!</title><content type='html'>Its only poly life day 2. So it seems like I've been to poly a really really long time. Like I so used to everything. Until I resort to cheating. Copy Paste my way into my daily grades. Yes,this will not be a very long post because today,life went as per normal. Nothing special,except that I got a change of teams today. And LoserFuck wasn't in it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,I'm still stuck with him every monday at the very least. I know i'm a little harsh with my words on someone I've only known for 2 days. But,maybe if he changes his attitude,I might change my opinions on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-5986537900087539134?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5986537900087539134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/poly-lovin-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5986537900087539134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5986537900087539134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/poly-lovin-it.html' title='Poly? Lovin&apos; it!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1247944833011275595</id><published>2009-04-20T18:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:07:47.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next step.</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day of poly. Stepping in a very new environment. So it seems. The faci(facilitator) was a kind dude. And one of the questions thrown at him. "Are you straight?" Ouch! That's gotta hurt. So the day went alright,just not same as a normal school. Faci give questions. Leave the class. Nnbccb. And since we're like first timers. We were lost. "Do what?" "Huh?" "Wtf!?" was heard all around the class. We finally realised that there was a worksheet to do. We did it,and it sucked. Though its not super difficult maths,more basic,its just confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did our stuff,had a loser for a teammate. All he knows is how to say fuck you. Got me pissed after awhile,it stopped being funny. Then still think he so funny,want ask another teammate MSN also wanna be a shy fuck. Please. You're a geek,you're stupid,you're ugly. Don't think you hot stuff can? Bloody fuck. Stuck with a loser for 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping on that ass,my personal opinions is that Singapore is too multi-racial,haha,not trying to say that in a bad way. Its good,but the language's all mixed up. Faci asked some questions,little complicated. Once I asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;                  &lt;blockquote&gt;"Could you please elaborate on that question?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All looked at me as if I raped someone. As if I said something that wasn't supposed to be said. So I taught myself to just say, "Say more?" So the faci asked me the question and I didn't understand,so I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaf:       "Say more?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faci:     "Same ah? Hmm, no,you're wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,I said "Say more" and the dude heard it as "Same orh~" What the hell?!? Singlish at its best. What the hell. I speak singlish but I don't say "orh~" Haha. What to do. Because of that,Faci went like,Its okay if you're wrong,I wont penalise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,So i guess that's it for my first day in school. Will post more soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1247944833011275595?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1247944833011275595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/next-step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1247944833011275595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1247944833011275595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/next-step.html' title='Next step.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-1064977079798878666</id><published>2009-04-18T09:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:35:15.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mum!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my mother's birthday. 17th April 2009. But I'm posting it on the 18th,why? Cos yesterday celebrate till go sleep. No time for com,And it also was the 3rd day of Rp's orientation. So which to choose? Which to go? Lol. Screw it. Even before we started the birthday celebrations,I ran out of the school. I can't take the fucking boring orientation any longer. Haha. And so it meant I could loiter and slack my life out. Walked about,went to Tampines1,saw Gary&amp;amp;Co. Went TM slacked there. Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I heard,The first 3 to start Slack this weekend. Can't name them. Congratulations to them. Yup. Have fun slacking. And for my  mum's birthday,even though it was her birthday,The sabo went to me. Why? Because my birthday just passed recently and I escaped the sabo. Yup. She also got two cakes for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Okay then. Not a long post. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-1064977079798878666?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/1064977079798878666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1064977079798878666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/1064977079798878666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mum.html' title='Happy Birthday Mum!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-4885440103566998392</id><published>2009-04-16T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:53:46.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy me.</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be the second day of my poly orientation. I skipped it. I went for the first day and it was games games and more games. I have already made a group of friends,and today,If i were to go,it'll still be the same group. So no such excuse to make me go so I can make friends. I wont learn anything also today because today's plans are more games. That's bullshit.  I don't learn any poly stuff from there. I'm going tomorrow. Because that's the day where the make us feel how schooling is like,How we learn and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So I woke up at around 4pm today,I was supposed to meet up with a friend but din realise that I din send her the sms that i sent to all those that was waiting for me or wanted to go with me. So yup. Woke up and got a few smses. Haha. 9 to be exact. Yup. and now that I'm wide awake,I'm watching stuff online. Gran Torino. Yup. Also,sad to hear that Porto lost the second leg. Manure,oops Man U made History,First British team to beat Porto at the Estadio De Dragao,Porto's home soil. That's really sad. I really wanted Manure to lose.Instead, Manure scraped through with a single goal. What a lousy pathetic unconvincing win. While Arsenal walked over their opponents with a 3-0 win. Yay Arsenal! Gunners for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And that leaves me with nothing else to blog. So i'm bored. play with my profile and all,add a wishlist. Blablabla. Till tomorrow then. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-4885440103566998392?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4885440103566998392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/4885440103566998392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/4885440103566998392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-me.html' title='Lazy me.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-5762424778454266449</id><published>2009-04-16T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:55:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Day 1.</title><content type='html'>Went for the first day of my polytechnic orientation. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; so great. Camp I think was better. And this post,is the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; posting through Laptop and its kind of a little hassle. Not used to the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so orientation went normal,met up with the same group of friends that I went with to camp. Thought we could get our previous leader too cos we were one pact ready,but can't. So the day went like any other orientation. Played games and such. Then got coupons for lunch. Which I stole more. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home time was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dreadful&lt;/span&gt;. Boring. I slept while the dude talked,When dismissed,I met some friends and eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ArtBites&lt;/span&gt; cafe with 18dollars of free coupons for food. There all went as per normal,ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lasagna&lt;/span&gt; yup.Nothing great bout theirs,It cost 6dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating I slacked about there,and saw a girl who was wearing jeans. Best part. There was an 8cm cut directly at the butt area. She wearing blue insides. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I kept laughing till I cried and stomach pain. Then a friend came up with an idea to tell her. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;she was&lt;/span&gt; gonna get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;embarrassed,but that's the fun part. Conversation went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl(G): (Ordering food,I was laughing like hell behind her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G:(Turning to leave.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaf(Z):Excuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No reply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: EXCUSE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She turns around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:Your..hehehe...pants are...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! TORN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Girl smirks at me and turns to friend to double check)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl's Friend(GF):Eh,ade ar! (Eh,Have! &lt;speaking&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G:(Calm face,touches her butt to check. Only to realise its true. Face changes like hell. Shocked. Super Shocked! Mouth ajar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!(Couldn't act calm. Most in the cafe turned to look at her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cafe filled with giggles and laughter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z:(Running out of cafe)HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!OH MY GOD ITS BLUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of the cafe laughing like Hell,as if I was high on laughing gas. Worst laugh I ever had,I fell on the floor laughing. Rolled about. Stomach pain,crying again. Gosh! Stupid girl. Have lousy friends Won't tell her shit. Or did they not realise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some pics of it. Ask me I show you,I wont post it. Lousy camera quality. Laughed all the way to the Ez-link collection point. Teachers ask why? I Re-enact the story. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup,I guess thats it. And I'm out of cash again because of the concession and registration for card. Altogether 60dollars. Wth. Singapore transport scammers. See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-5762424778454266449?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5762424778454266449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/orientation-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5762424778454266449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5762424778454266449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/orientation-day-1.html' title='Orientation Day 1.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-3083008931774203952</id><published>2009-04-14T23:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:39:10.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Pt.2</title><content type='html'>Shopping part 2 got me 4 new clothes. 1 of it was yesterday's one. I changed it cos the colour wasn't what I actually wanted. So this brings me to 11 new apparels. 10 new clothes,all never worn and one new shorts. I wanted more long sleeves but in the end,all I bought were short sleeves. Bought most from T1's UNIQLO. And the rest from Topman and Bugis area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent more than $400 in a week. Pay my mum,pay handphone bill,pay for transport,food,and clothes. For the clothes,I have to especially thank bubu on it. The rest is hard earn pay at ETP. I'm left with about $70. That's gonna last me for this month. Haha. Well today,What I did was yup,T1,then went to Cathay Cineleisure,because apparently,there is a Levi's Service centre there for watches and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is,after going so freaking far,it turned out the place has closed down. As in forever. Fucker. That caused so much trouble  for Gary,clement,aaron,kelton as I wasted their Ez-link money. I din wanna make anymore trouble,so when the went off to meet jeremy,I left them and went to the real Levi's service centre. I called up so many places including the operator who din even know of a Levi's service centre except for the jeans. Here's one bitch. I'll tell you bout the next. This bitch is a china woman working at the Levi's service centre. Located so far at the fucking Alexandra road. Tiong bahru. Lucky for me there's a straight bus from Cathay. Took bus 111 there where the dumbfuck driver din know where his stupid bus was going. I asked,"When will it reach alexandra road?"   His reply "No,bus no go there." Another stupid chinafuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I was educated in school to look at road signs. I stopped at the right place. Alexandra road. And as far as I ever lived in singapore, I know alexandra road is fucking long. Super long. A whole long stretch of road. So I asked around for that building which the chinabitch told me. "Downtown house" I searched like a dog. Walked past all the car showrooms there. Honda,Chevrolet,Nissan,Volkswagen,Cycle&amp;amp;Carriage and so many others. I kept walking and walking. Passed by Ikea Alexandra,then Alexandra hospital. Fuck not only was  I  alone,I was tired already after walking fucking far. Then out of fatigue,I stopped by Ikea to eat. Alone also. I called my bro-in-law. He too never heard of this fuck downtown house. I asked bus drivers at both sides of the roads. They too heard nothing of it. I asked taxi drivers. No help too. So I called up this chinabitch. By this time,I had already called her 4 times. And during one call,It went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hello,im calling again to ask the location of your office. Its downtown house right? as in D-O-W-N-T-O-W-N house right? I can take a bus right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cb(Cheebye or chinabitch): "Ya,downtown house. Bus 51"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Okay thanks bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cb:"Okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after walking so far. Asked so many people all unknown of this non-existent place. I called her again. This time I was already so bloody fucking frustrated! I tried to keep my cool for so long. Ask bus drivers and taxi drivers and pedestrians all so nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Hello,Im calling again. Tell me. That place,Downtown house right? Near anywhere? Ikea? Car showrooms?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cb: "No,where you going? Its delta house you know? D-E-L-T-A  house. You know anot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course I  dont know la,I spelt downtown to you and you still said yes? What the. Im taking a cab there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cb:"Oh so you're not driving?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3 seconds silence both sides.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"I thought I just asked you about the bus?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cb:"Oh,Okay Bye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherfucker! That fucking fucked up left right down china slut! How the mother fuck you got a job?! At Levi's somemore?! Knnccb Fuckerrrr!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab there. And,The cab just made a U-turn.Looks like I was walking the fucking wrong way. Cab fare turned out to be $5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. And Delta house? Was a bloody fucking run down dilapidated place. Nb,somewhere I wouldn't go at night. It looked like a stupid disgusting 100year old place. The fence all rusty and brown. Can't believe Levi's set office there. Searched the place,only have creeky Cargo lifts. The walkway all strewn with litter. Messed up,no tiles. Gross. Simply gross. When I found the office,I'm surprised it had aircon. So I tell them blabla. Then Cb tell me warranty does not cover torn strap. Only Mechanical and battery. Wtf. So Yup, they did it,and it cost me $28. Best part. Fucking office did not accept nets! Cash only! Its a service centre that deals with money and doesn't accept nets! Wth. So I ran to the nearest ATM,about 500metres away at SPC gas station. And ran back cos fucked up office clos at 6pm and it was 5.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all was done,I met up with the group. Gary&amp;amp;Co,went to raffles city topman,then walked to bugis for dinner and a round of L4D which my team gary,me and jeremy lost all because I didn't know how to adjust mouse sensitivity. We went to bugis Topman then to change my yesterday topman shirt. Light green to dark green. Its nicer:) But I actually wanted the grey one but it had no size:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we all went. Headed for home. Yup and I gotta go sleep soon. Hopefully Liverpool will win Chelsea later. Bye guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-3083008931774203952?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3083008931774203952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping-pt2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3083008931774203952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3083008931774203952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping-pt2.html' title='Shopping Pt.2'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-5274376689621548875</id><published>2009-04-14T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T01:17:00.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Pt.1</title><content type='html'>On my previous post,I vividly remember I stated that I was running on empty. Amazingly,today,help came in through my sister. Thanks. Well that fueled me up a little to spend for my new wardrobe. Today went to bugis with the main intention of shopping for clothes and for the F&amp;amp;F4. It was a great show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day started with me,Kelton,Gary,Jeremy and Clement planning to do some stuff in the morning but all thanks to me,I overslept,our plans were cut short because we wanted to catch the $5 McValue lunch at McDonalds. Then we split up,some of us went off to Gary's house. Where I also charged my phone cos battery low. Played street fighter in the Ps1.Haha the graphics was truly kickass.Literally. Played awhile then Kok Tong joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We left for Bugis. Only for me to realise I left my handphone at Gary's house! Can't be bothered to turn back,massive time waster. Jeremy went home to attend to some stuff. Met us again later at night. At bugis,we met up with Aaron. There,we went to Iluma bought the tickets then to topshop then to other shops to scout for clothes. Walked about then when nearing to showtime,jeremy came back. We all went for dinner at Tong Seng! Best place in bugis for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was 10mins to showtime,since Gary watched the show before. He left for home. We watched out show then it ended bout 9plus at night. And off we went to search for more clothes. Bought 2 more and a pair of shorts. And we left bugis. Aaron dropped off at aljunied and jeremy at simei. Left me clement and kelton. This time,we headed to gary's house. To collect my dearly beloved Handphone. How could I ever forget it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Collected it then wanted to part ways. This time,the lift jammed on us. It fucking jammed on us while we were inside. There was a hard jerk then a short siren. Fuck we were shocked. We blamed kelton for the jam. He leaned towards the door. Haha. Joke! Sorry kelton. Not your fault. We now know Gary's lift SUCKS!  No level to level. Its the 1-5-11 story lift with now windows. The lift got stuck for like 20seconds. But that was enough to scare me. Imagine the lights and ventilator went off too. Haha. Yup. the lift opened its door back at level 5. We took the stairs. Went off,finally parted ways and.&lt;br /&gt; Yes. Tomorrow will be another outing. Shopping still is'nt complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; See you tomorrow where i'll post again:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-5274376689621548875?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5274376689621548875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5274376689621548875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5274376689621548875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping.html' title='Shopping Pt.1'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-8144198191461536220</id><published>2009-04-12T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:54:38.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One week left.</title><content type='html'>So I see,I only have a final 7 days before the next chapter of my life starts. Polytechnic. Guess I'll be stuck on my laptop from then on. Orientation's in a few days. I guess its all coming very quickly. Its okay,Just chill and enjoy the final week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today is the 12th. 4 days has passed since my salary. Just 4 days. And I'm running on empty once again. Paid my mum for all the cash that I took from her. Thats $250,then about to put another 50 to my handphone bill. Then waiting for my poly Ez-link so I can apply for concession for the bloody long trips which will sap my transport money too. Wow. Nice ya? Real nice:) Although I do have my spares,won't be using it anytime soon in case of real emergency. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping on cash,Yup,I have to enjoy my final week right? So i'm using some cash again:) Haha. But to watch my favourite show. Fast and Furious 4. Yay! That's tomorrow. Out with Jeremy&amp;amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And this paragraph is for Gary&amp;amp;Co. Yesterday,went out with Joan. You left Gary.  Its okay. I was a little disappointed at first but after awhile,thank god you left. That was one of the worst outings. I feel a little bad for Joan. Bring her out for selfish reasons. Yesterday must never happen again. Never. I really felt bad man. Phew. Really happy Gary wasn't there. Hope Joan isn't hiding her anger at me. Sorry Joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So there's really not much left to post anymore. Will update again next time,most likely tomorrow. About the trip. Yup. See ya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-8144198191461536220?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/8144198191461536220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-week-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/8144198191461536220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/8144198191461536220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-week-left.html' title='One week left.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6676738595597437010</id><published>2009-04-10T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:37:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up &amp; Running!</title><content type='html'>So its settled. I'll only do thankings for todays post. And a little fill in on the past few days. Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Firstly,I'll have to thank YL on helping me out with the cbox pop up thing and all. She went through a whole lot a great crap. And helped me out with it. Even though there was still a little mistakes to clear. Shamim helped too,but without the step by step help. Still there was mistakes. Too much that i decided against blogging till its fixed. Then,I went to Jeremy's house one fine day. He helped on everything. I chill one corner and watch that dude do his thing.Haha! Yup. Thats it for the thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next for the fill ins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went out at 3am in the mornig to help a friend in need.Still facing the consequences now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost my voice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrated my birthday at Setosa,Courtesy of Jeremy&amp;amp;Co&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fought with an uneducated bus driver for shouting at me for no reason.And I quarreled with him with the voice of a lost cause,no voice.Made me so pissed,I sent a complain letter immediately to SBS once I reached home. About 7 paragraphs long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work lots!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my Salary,waiting for T-shirt shopping with Gary&amp;amp;Co&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my birthday presents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for RP's Freshman camp,some horrible stuff happened there cos of their birthday traditions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Made many new friends at RP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got back part of my voice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got thrown in BBoat,another birthday tradition,this time at Escape.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still loving my new Laptop that turns one month old as of this monday. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So I guess thats it in my fill ins. I promise I'll post more in the near future. And no pictures for now cos i lazy to upload from my phone. Its a lousy cam too. So the pics wont turn out great:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before anything. I'd like to thank those that made my birthday a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;Mum-Presents&amp;amp;cake&lt;br /&gt;Sha-Presents&amp;amp;cake&lt;br /&gt;Meera&amp;amp;Ndino-Presents&amp;amp;cake&lt;br /&gt;Gary-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Kok tong-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Clement-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Othniel-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Aaron-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Hui Wen-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Shi Ning-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Amanda-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Ngo-Birthday outing,cake&amp;amp;presents&lt;br /&gt;Joan-Presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all who wished me.(Too many to say sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then. See ya and take care! Working morning tomorrow. Gotta go off early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6676738595597437010?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6676738595597437010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6676738595597437010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6676738595597437010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-running.html' title='Up &amp; Running!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6122022138164691264</id><published>2009-04-03T16:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:54:52.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  I guess i wont be posting regularly now. Until i get to fix these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How to make the cbox appear in full,and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How to link up people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Also,whats followers? Although thats not very important. Yup,let me remind you that im still a noob at these things cos its my first blog.Haha,and,im not some  computer genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone could kindly help,go tell me through the cbox okay?&lt;br /&gt;Short post. See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6122022138164691264?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6122022138164691264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/under-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6122022138164691264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6122022138164691264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/under-construction.html' title='Under construction'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6294141730327206775</id><published>2009-04-01T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:00:52.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ETP Sentosa Outing</title><content type='html'>Happy April's Fools day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems,Jeremy told me,Jeremy &amp;amp; Co gonna celebrate my birthday on the 6th. So i'll have to say thank you. Even though it seems there's no surprise.Back to my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No posts yesterday. The whole day was Escape's crew outing. So I'll fill now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a great day. A great day. I had lots of fun,and i thought it was gonna be boring. How wrong could i be? Very. Liyan did the amazing race which was to be held around Sentosa, and amazing the race was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole race,my group,consisting of Iskandar,Farhan,Faezah,Zul(who came late!) and me,were last all the way. Every station we went,the gamemaster kept saying we were last. We did some sudoku,commando crawling around a fountain,washing up iskandar with a sponge,run up and down the beach. Gosh! So many more! As amazing the race was,we surprisingly came in second! And it could have been first,no thanks to the red line bus,Leave us with the first team inside. If not,we could clearly have outrun them easily. They had so many girls. We completed the race,had some refreshments then as we were all swimming and relaxing in the sea,we played Monkey with like 20 over people. That was also super fun. Then we had this cheer competition and by then,it was 4pm. Most wanted to go ready. Boring dudes. So the rest of us wanted to "Lepak" more,like we usually do:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked all the way to the beach soccer area. Played beach soccer with the rest of the group until it was almost 8pm,and there was no lights,so we stopped. Sad. It was so darn fun i hope we do it again someday. So let me update you with some of the things that happened during the soccer.&lt;br /&gt;Rakesh did a nice handball which he thought nobody saw as he was super frustrated his team kept losing and he can't score,he tried to punch the ball into the net.&lt;br /&gt;My team,Syam medic,Farhan,Haikal,me had an unbeaten streak for 4 games.&lt;br /&gt;Deddy was nice with his Ong Bak style soccer,haha,nothing less from an ex-Singapore Armed forces/Singapore sports school player.&lt;br /&gt;We were all sliding like crazy in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;Rakesh finally scored a goal through a penalty.&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats most of what i can remember from that crazy game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing for very long,we bathed and still wanted to lepak more,so,we went to Vivo for dinner. We continued our lepak at vivo's sky garden. Haha,stayed till almost 11.30pm until we left. And that,was one of the best outings i ever had in months! Should have more of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today's post,rotted at home till 4,went to see my sister's new house,then went to meet Gary &amp;amp; Co for a round of L4D. Thats all folks! Come again next time:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6294141730327206775?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/6294141730327206775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/etp-sentosa-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6294141730327206775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/6294141730327206775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/04/etp-sentosa-outing.html' title='ETP Sentosa Outing'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-7514567920931654020</id><published>2009-03-30T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:49:10.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck the final week.</title><content type='html'>I only need one week. Just fucking one week.&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy like hell these days. All of a sudden,and not like i want it..damn! 7 days? why is it taking so damn freaking  long? it usually passes by like nothing..now..im screwed...2 peeps to go. Tomorrow going to sentosa for some escape outing thingy..then next week..i think gary&amp;amp;co is gonna go swimming..and i bet there's gonna be more outings..now..the choice. To go or not to go. if i go..it makes no difference..if i dont..the world crashes..wtf..im a spoilsport..i dowan go out..i lazy..paitao..pangseh..fuck la..cb..look..its not that i dowan.but right now..thanks to some fucking unlucky run of time..im faced with something that hopefully i can clear..this sucks. liyan organised the sentosa outing..which im sure she put it a whole great lot into it..just so that it can be successful..calling everyone and all..fuck it man..i don even feel like going anymore sia knnbccb..&lt;blockquote&gt;"Why?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..thats the fucked up question that i keep asking myself... is it just suey? or cursed? or a bunch of stupid moves that all led to this? fuck it i dont know....maybe it is good that i created this blog..can keep scolding the fuck i want..at least im hitting the keyboard..not anything else...okay..thats a bunch of bullshit...but what the fuck man...just really really hope this one week..will fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what? After all the other things that spoiled my day,something turned it around. It actually made me happy. My mum cooked a kickass out of this world Tom Yam. Delicious man,better than any i've tasted. Made me so happy..i bothered to edit this post. nice~&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/1474529862890908598-7514567920931654020?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/7514567920931654020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck-final-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/7514567920931654020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/7514567920931654020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck-final-week.html' title='Fuck the final week.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-4380818578642659833</id><published>2009-03-29T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:00:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day wasted.</title><content type='html'>Gosh! Due to yesterday's unforeseen standing blackout..i guess...my body was following earth hour..hehe..yup..liyan let me off today..so..it naturally means i lost $27.50..ya man..wanna work as much as possible..all the way so can earn a lil extra when poly starts..but i guess..cant ready..this months pay count will stop on the 31st..so i earn what i earn..ahahahaha..since today i din work..i wasted my life again..wake up..tv..brush teeth..eat..tv..com...ice cream..and still waiting to complete the day..haha...also glad to hear hamilton scored podium for today's F1 race in melbourne. Go Hamilton! haha..then nothing ready..downloading some games for psp too..on my ever so slow com...haha...okay then..im doing nothing much now..just cant wait for poly to start..new friends..new environment..new life..new everything..so..it'll all start with the freshman camp which i stupidly signed up...im going cos i paid for it..fuck..haha...$12 flew away..i dont even know what time to assemble for the stupid thing..or..even..the freaking date! i dont know! they din give enough info..but i know its in the first week of april..no wait..i remember ready..7th-9th april..lol..it ends on my birthday..hahahahh..okay..so nothing else to blog ready..except to say today my mum cooked some great food..lol..5 dishes just for lunch..okay..and i ate some nice movenpick icecream too..caramel..wow..nice..okay..see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-4380818578642659833?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/4380818578642659833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-day-wasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/4380818578642659833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/4380818578642659833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-day-wasted.html' title='Another day wasted.'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-2409551280495510999</id><published>2009-03-28T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:20:28.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arggh! Sent home:(</title><content type='html'>Today,i went to work as per normal,like on weekends..came late..lucky i din get scolded..haha..then when i came..Azura was nice enough to warn me about the water parade.And she even helped me keep my bag.Thanks Azura. so i went off finding a water bottle..which i found from ____. Its brand new also! so i went back to the ops room. Imran got me to finish the mineral water..which i did..so all went as per normal..and we get despatched to our station. I did Bumperboat today,with Ku..and today there was a new station..Water ball. Sounds cool eh? yup it is...so i got back to my station as per normal..did everything as per normal too..until...at one point..all of a sudden..i got this blackout...i was standing there..but i could hardly see any shit.when i was unloading a guest..i was supposed to hook the carribena to the hook..but i fucking could'nt see the hook..its like..try staring at the sun for 15seconds..then look around..you'll know what i mean..i also felt dizzy man..but today went as per normal...i ate,i drank...i din deprive myself of anything...and i got this fuck thing happen to me..thank god Iskandar and Keith came in at the right time to relieve me and ku for break..so went back to ops room..ate my food..still like blur blur..cant see properly..and i din quite have appetite at all..forced it down..then when i went back to Bboat..Keith go report to Liyan..wakao..in a way..i din wanna tell liyan..but lucky he did so...Liyan came..sent me to medic..blablabla..i got sent off...they tell me go home then clinic...which..i did...not fully though...yup..so i guess liyan was kinda kind too..tell me sms her and all when i reach home...wel yup..but whatever it is..fuck the blackout feeling nbccb...fuck!!!! first time... medic say its sinkopi(spg??)-lack of blood to the head due to prolonged standing. Bullshit. I work Bboat like donno super alot how many times. And this is the first time..what the hell man..what the hell..so i got standdown at 1800hours..and wont be working tomorrow..cb..what the hell..after all...im only human right? there's a first to everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-2409551280495510999?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/2409551280495510999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/arggh-sent-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/2409551280495510999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/2409551280495510999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/arggh-sent-home.html' title='Arggh! Sent home:('/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-5366482858090088062</id><published>2009-03-27T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:50:17.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP!</title><content type='html'>East coast park! went there today..with supposed to be many many people...end up...4-_-'.. me kanthes,nad,nisa..lol! okay..yup...we go rent bike,with the intentions of going to the jetty...so me and kan race nad and nis....we won of course..but! cycle all the way and..the jetty was under construction..nice..so we slacked there for a lil...in the shade cos it was freaking hot..yup..stupid race..made me so thirsty la...then wanna buy one stupid coke..$1.80..yyup..the we cycle sommore..then slack again at some place facing the sea...took some pics with nis phone...but i cant upload it..cos im lazy..and nis din send me the photos..then we cycled back again..and before we knew it..times up..2 hours..so fast! and we din wanna extend...so we returned it...nad wanted to eat at the big big makan place i donno what its called...but near the cable ski place...so we stupidly walked there..super far...keep talking bout what we wanna eat...after walking for so long..we reached..just nice someone left..so we too the table..so what happened was...we wanted to order stingray..veg..chicken..all share..and..kan was sick of stingray...so we all just ordered fried rice after walking so far... ... .......   wth....yup...then after eat..nis gtg...so she wanted to cab back..we made her send us back to the ecp mac there:) haha..there..nad and kan go 7-11 and wanna drink alcohol...so yup...thy bought jack daniels and another 2 i donno..haha..i bought apple juice..lol...okay..so went to the beach..drink..slack..then made kan tell us many interesting stuff...but cant say here..haha..yup..then nothing much..went home..cos going to 11pm ready..haha:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-5366482858090088062?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/5366482858090088062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/ecp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5366482858090088062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/5366482858090088062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/ecp.html' title='ECP!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-359156767637765211</id><published>2009-03-26T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:27:53.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specs collection/Unplanned outing?</title><content type='html'>This was the day im supposed to collect my specs. After the unexpected accident to my old specs. This specs is..red,more red..and a lil thick at the sides:( i like red...but i din like the thick sides...but it was the only design they have with that nice colour...so yup...my eye degree went up to 250-250 from 200-200 at the start of last year..haha..thats bad..hope it wont exceed 500 by the time poly ends...blablabla...what i wanna say is..today went out with my group of friends...Jeremy,Gary,Kelton,Clement...Shi ning joined us later...wekinda started the day with breakfast at jollibean..haha..tau huey? yup..nice!then later went for LAN..play L4D(Left4Dead) haha..first time i played it..fun eh! haha..then play play..then we went to century square arcade..watch gary play his street fighter 4..which he lost many times..poor dude..lucky token 50cents each..jeremy played much better..win some old man..lol! haha...i slept at the arcade for 15mins..haha..amazing..noisy atmosphere still sleep..then we wandered about aimlessly..go tm open plaza..then shi ning called..we ask her come along..and yup..back to LAN..lol...for l4d..again..hahahahahhah...how funny...yup..fun game..really...then we went back..stupid unplanned outing..but tomorrow still going out..cycling with nadia and group..hope that'll be fun..so..get back to you next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-359156767637765211?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/359156767637765211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/specs-collectionunplanned-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/359156767637765211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/359156767637765211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/specs-collectionunplanned-outing.html' title='Specs collection/Unplanned outing?'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-6661683093083308978</id><published>2009-03-25T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:57:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rot/decompose with me.</title><content type='html'>Hmm.....this is getting boring...i still donno how to make that stupid cbox out..yupyup then...hmm...so i got my letter to collect my olevel cert...but im so lazy to go back to school...so boring...even though i got so much free time..wake up..bathe...tv....eat..com....eat..tv..bathe..psp...sleep..thats how its been since yesterday..today oso same..just no tv..im loving days like this..but oso a lil bit cannot wait for poly..but when poly comes...no more rotting at home..26days left to poly..then i know 3 years will blitz by very quickly..then its NS...hmm..okay..why the hell am i thinking so far...tomorrow havent even come yet...well..okay then..i'll leave it here for now..will blog tomorrow bout other stuff....&lt;br /&gt;Ps:will someone teach me bout the cbox please?( and any other stuff:) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-6661683093083308978?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-3785552783692841124</id><published>2009-03-24T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:23:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help needed?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So its my second post,currently..i know there are not many who knows bout this blog..yup...i think should not tell anyone bout it first..till i sort out the little problems i have with the cbox popping up and stuff..and whats followers? haha...so yup..to anyone reading this..sorry for the lousy blog...but if you wanna help me? tell me k? im still stupid with blogs...its my first..and im making it so i can talk/rant/bluster/scream whatever thats pissing me...yup..hahahha see ya!      &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/1474529862890908598-3785552783692841124?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3785552783692841124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-needed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3785552783692841124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3785552783692841124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-needed.html' title='Help needed?!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1474529862890908598.post-3890253473981546942</id><published>2009-03-23T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:57:09.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new!</title><content type='html'>So i have created a new blog! Its a new thing.yup. right now...im still new to this...so it'll take time to get used to it. i do have a few things to talk about,but...next time...when i get the hang of things. this will be a short post cos i donno what to do with this blog yet..hahha...well...see ya...for now:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1474529862890908598-3890253473981546942?l=zigzagzaf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/feeds/3890253473981546942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/brand-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3890253473981546942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1474529862890908598/posts/default/3890253473981546942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagzaf.blogspot.com/2009/03/brand-new.html' title='Brand new!'/><author><name>Zaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17492241864115878919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XcyU34biqJ4/Scibk-pXhvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IcQSs4ktAWo/S220/DSC00148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
