<?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-8776488718743254759</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:00:14.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>balderdash</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-5398153185098917595</id><published>2009-07-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:30:47.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was just thinking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isit possible to be forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever-changing of human nature plays a role in denying it. how to stop it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what binds us all is what will keep us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories, what constitutes it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what keeps us thinking and thinking about the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. random crap at its best ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: red jumpsuit apparatus! \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-5398153185098917595?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5398153185098917595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=5398153185098917595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/5398153185098917595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/5398153185098917595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/07/was-just-thinking-isit-possible-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3726306771302257425</id><published>2009-07-07T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:17:09.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you've got a friend in me</title><content type='html'>on this relentless pursuit for nothing. the flame extinguishes with nothing left but the trail of smoke to mark the memories. sigh, to think it'll soon end all like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3726306771302257425?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3726306771302257425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3726306771302257425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3726306771302257425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3726306771302257425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/07/youve-got-friend-in-me.html' title='you&apos;ve got a friend in me'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1822029749813549233</id><published>2009-05-25T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:05:43.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling the pain every second, silence my world of this unbearable pain, someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1822029749813549233?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1822029749813549233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4408267557806707357</id><published>2009-05-25T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:05:18.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's the point of trying so hard, when it all ends up in nothing? sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4408267557806707357?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4408267557806707357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4408267557806707357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4408267557806707357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4408267557806707357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-point-of-trying-so-hard-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-6494913736932134602</id><published>2009-04-08T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:47:34.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rvsj zone comp 09</title><content type='html'>ye i've decided to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind to 4th April 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th April 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can describe today as, is nothing more but a glorious day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rvsj teams, you guys did us proud, did yourself proud and did rvsj proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys CLEAN SWEPT everything, well maybe the exception of Best in CPR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its official, you guys &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LALK - NA Champions, Best in First Aid, Best in Home Nursing. relax lihui lol.. the capbadge is no zhao yao jing ok! LOL. this is entirely what you all deserve after training for so long, especially when your team has such an intensive training schedule. woo LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;MZKX - NC 3rd. Heyyo, although you all didn't clinched the champion, its ok alright? you guys really really really really outperformed ALOT during the actual competition, although mistakes were here and there..&gt;_&gt; but nevertheless, you guys.. i really think that you did well, at least through FD, i can tell that you guys were serious for the comp and want to win. good job alright?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;EZSK - NC Champions. Great job haha:) when the champion is announced to be your team, i swear i couldn't believe my ears haha. shows that your effort have been recognised alright? lol. goodluck for nationals:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PASC - Ambulance Champions, Best in Foot Drill, Best in Transportation of Casualty, Best Commander. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LOL ITS OFFICIAL, i love you guys!:) LOL ok not in the gay manner but ye, you should know what i mean! you guys were really AWESOME in your foot drill ok LOL. i'm totally stunned by you all seriously. slackers in unison = pros in unison on the actual day? LOL. great job seriously! omg best in TOC, i'd never expected it but.. ye its really quite well done.. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;LOL PEYCHIUNYUAN YOU ROCK MAN BEST COMMANDER WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :D LOL WHO SAID YOU CAN NEVER MAKE IT? I've told you before YOU CAN DO IT! but what have you told me? "try la.." LOL SEE NOW YOU HAVE DONE IT! :D LOL. FA wise, its also not bad haha :D LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;weiliang&amp;amp;junbo, its not because you did badly for CPR thats why no best in CPR. its just that, the other team did better. you guys were great. especially weiliang during the shortcase CPR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;junbo, see YOU CAN DO IT! LOL. you told me at the start you felt that you are scared because your afraid that you wont be able to catch up with your team for training right and will drag them down. at the end? you pwned. :D keep it up ok! LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;weijie, i'm really proud of you. your mistakes have all been changed during the comp itself and i'm really proud of you because you're thinking :D LOL. ok what i meant was that i'm proud that you actually did things out of yourself woo good jobman! D: LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add on for the ambulance team. this is result of your non-stop 3 years of training for cy and wl. for jb and wj, you guys trained hard too!:D i'm really sorry for pulling you all for so much training, but it has to be done to ensure that you all win this. i know i wrote really really really very lousy letters, but its cos i've got writer's block the other night ok..&gt;_&gt; anyway, really you guys are going to go nationals and get that champion ok!?:) this is the feeling i felt last year and the year before and it's what thats been keeping me going since the first comp.keep it up guys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I feel that rvsj teams, you guys rock man :) was cheering like hell and mad during prize presentation haha. never felt that adrenaline rush for so long so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thunder, thunderation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we are st. john, delegation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when we fight with determination,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we create a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sensation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this cheer really, just pretty much sums up the whole feeling of what i've felt. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh gosh, its like the longest post i've ever typed. for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;honour and glory&lt;/span&gt;!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this comp made me realise, what i've significantly done for st.john, which i'm sad to say, nothing much. handover's coming soon. there isn't much time left for us to do our best and put in our 101% effort to improve. let's do our best from now onwards alright? rvsjy4'09 ftw! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-6494913736932134602?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6494913736932134602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=6494913736932134602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/6494913736932134602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/6494913736932134602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/04/rvsj-zone-comp-09.html' title='rvsj zone comp 09'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1785311455260492791</id><published>2009-03-20T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:56:35.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UG CAMP'09</title><content type='html'>i guess this place is so dead that not much ppl come? nonetheless, shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ug camp'09 over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels just weird to be the ones hosting this camp instead of being one of the campers. indeed it is a whole complete different feeling of being the host and the campers. overall, i have to say that all of sjab have done well with just a little hiccups here and there. rvsj y4'09s you guys did very well too ok?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. being told off by ___ makes me ponder of some things and i believe them to be rather true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passion o passion, where are thy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've steered off from my initial goals. slackened like a fabric under high pressure. undoubtedly, i've failed as a cca leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1785311455260492791?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1785311455260492791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1785311455260492791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1785311455260492791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1785311455260492791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/03/ug-camp09.html' title='UG CAMP&apos;09'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2427943560408598306</id><published>2009-02-26T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:18:46.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm such an insensitive asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people rejoice, i failed 2 science lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2427943560408598306?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2427943560408598306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2427943560408598306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2427943560408598306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2427943560408598306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-such-insensitive-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1211840106652793608</id><published>2009-02-17T07:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:49:52.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what does it mean to be a psl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally know why i continued on as a psl from year 2 to year4 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cos of the happiness i feel, when i see the class bonded together, having fun together, or even missing each other even after splitting up into different classes yet while not hoping that the class remembers you, or even know who you are. its that happiness that allows one to continue on. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i'm just missing you, 2nd PSB and 3rd PSB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1211840106652793608?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1211840106652793608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1211840106652793608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1211840106652793608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1211840106652793608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-does-it-mean-to-be-psl.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-468366620372974094</id><published>2009-01-31T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T03:50:31.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>give it up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"and it wouldn't matter at all, since none ever cared. the silence, the pain, the numerous sufferings that one endure. it all ends there and then. nobody can ever feel the pain that's been through. it'll just be like that. the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give up or not to is the question;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, caring too much burdens one load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;none will ever know who i truly am other than that cold hard shell i put up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-468366620372974094?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/468366620372974094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=468366620372974094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/468366620372974094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/468366620372974094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-it-up.html' title='give it up'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4471831614565091969</id><published>2009-01-23T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:34:14.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fatigue, disappointment swept through the hearts of all present. all has been past, all has been decided. it was the end. all has ended and a new chapter sets to begin once again. the journey of no return...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today so boring so.. i decided to come revive this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its CNY soon yes! faster come.. can eat bagua haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam: -.- diao lol. i didnt emo at all-.-&lt;br /&gt;jiayi: wlao damn random la you LOL&lt;br /&gt;farrah: yo!:)&lt;br /&gt;yuejun: -.- i emo den u wat?&lt;br /&gt;eve: try to post more la, i'll try ok:) happy kid! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yulu: hi!&lt;br /&gt;lilin: no problem:) i'm always there:)&lt;br /&gt;ningyi: heya. try lor:X i need more jiayous;(&lt;br /&gt;xueli: huh? LOL ok..hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4471831614565091969?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4471831614565091969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4471831614565091969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4471831614565091969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4471831614565091969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2009/01/fatigue-disappointment-swept-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-7217664232082677044</id><published>2008-12-29T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:31:00.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th! lol.</title><content type='html'>LOL. its a wonder that its my 50th post on this dumb old racky place ;x if u can use that word to describe such a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, to start off with something random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months have passed,&lt;br /&gt;6 months to go.&lt;br /&gt;6 months to get it right,&lt;br /&gt;or to get it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;this is the time,&lt;br /&gt;when all is final,&lt;br /&gt;when all has past.&lt;br /&gt;this is the time,&lt;br /&gt;we all have to go on,&lt;br /&gt;to persevere on&lt;br /&gt;and shall never ever&lt;br /&gt;fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou bah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. its been a heck of a rollercoaster ride this whole month already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all have been said,&lt;br /&gt;and all have been tried.&lt;br /&gt;now the decision,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't lie with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i try,&lt;br /&gt;it's all your final call.&lt;br /&gt;please,&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour.&lt;br /&gt;and go on.&lt;br /&gt;complete your final year,&lt;br /&gt;and be the best.&lt;br /&gt;show that we're the best,&lt;br /&gt;and prove that we're the strong.&lt;br /&gt;4 members,&lt;br /&gt;3 attempts,&lt;br /&gt;2 trainers,&lt;br /&gt;1 leader,&lt;br /&gt;1 team.&lt;br /&gt;lead on and make us proud.&lt;br /&gt;it's your time to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever i say, can't really change your mind right now. decide right now and end this turmoil.(if you know who you are..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;PS: and i'm not emo.-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-7217664232082677044?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7217664232082677044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=7217664232082677044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7217664232082677044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7217664232082677044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/12/50th-lol.html' title='50th! lol.'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2282839854311214605</id><published>2008-12-09T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:24:28.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh.? last post before going for sjab chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't post only when i'm feeling down -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow how does it feels like being able to understand what everyone actually means?&lt;br /&gt;and how exactly can one understand how another person feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what i'm crapping about haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been losing my temper alot these few days&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(gosh bad for health:l)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems like the more i try to control, i can't?&lt;br /&gt;is it cos i've been too reluctant to control already?&lt;br /&gt;or has the transformation been too swift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chance given, yet played around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed i have, failed i havn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoken countless times,&lt;br /&gt;said many times,&lt;br /&gt;yet always ending up as a fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the world forever like that?&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok losing inspiration to post, so shall just go grab some sleep i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2282839854311214605?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2282839854311214605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2282839854311214605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2282839854311214605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2282839854311214605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/12/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-7574799647828809735</id><published>2008-11-30T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:17:25.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post</title><content type='html'>Havn't posted for ages so here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with alot of things recently + bankruptcy really made me stay at home 24/7 -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm a failure at things. everything also fail to do correctly..-.-" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(yay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I finally understand what it means by the dying of passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-7574799647828809735?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7574799647828809735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=7574799647828809735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7574799647828809735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7574799647828809735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/post.html' title='post'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-5853245100265577004</id><published>2008-11-19T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:09:40.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROD.</title><content type='html'>Sorry year4s. we screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah:l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-5853245100265577004?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5853245100265577004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=5853245100265577004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/5853245100265577004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/5853245100265577004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/11/rod.html' title='ROD.'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3916713919143037452</id><published>2008-09-28T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:20:13.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment</title><content type='html'>walao, live 15 years of life and i just realise how cruel life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez, damn disappointed with some people la wth-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah back to homework:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3916713919143037452?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3916713919143037452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3916713919143037452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3916713919143037452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3916713919143037452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/09/disappointment.html' title='disappointment'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-7861699382305860441</id><published>2008-09-14T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T05:18:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo~ LOL</title><content type='html'>ok la update la-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot to footdrill compteams'08 (both nursing and ambulance, but especially ambulance :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my final comp liao and u all do so well! omg. :D woots tomorrow is prize presentation! be proud of wat you all have won and good job! I'm serious:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK emo time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if?&lt;br /&gt;what if i've lost it?&lt;br /&gt;what if what i've done,&lt;br /&gt;cannot save&lt;br /&gt;whatever mistake that i've made?&lt;br /&gt;what if?&lt;br /&gt;just,&lt;br /&gt;what if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's happening so fast&lt;br /&gt;around me, so fast&lt;br /&gt;that I can't adapt.&lt;br /&gt;why can't life be like last time?&lt;br /&gt;nothing to worry at all,&lt;br /&gt;nothing to fear about at all,&lt;br /&gt;nothing to care about,&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, please don't come talk to me about it&lt;br /&gt;i won't agree&lt;br /&gt;and i listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-7861699382305860441?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7861699382305860441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=7861699382305860441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7861699382305860441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7861699382305860441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/09/emo-lol.html' title='emo~ LOL'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4393211261985965965</id><published>2008-08-01T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:31:04.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY!!!:l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know who you are:X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4393211261985965965?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4393211261985965965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4393211261985965965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4393211261985965965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4393211261985965965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorryl-you-know-who-you-arex.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4205539710266969906</id><published>2008-07-30T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:29:07.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo:X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;就算整个世界被寂寞绑票,我也不会奔跑...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from OBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the group of Nila Utama (which according to xm is wanting's group previously).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck la I dont feel like returning to rv:l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all go for the 21-course OBS.. want?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Natl Comp'08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th. National 5th. Gah Was it good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know la. But I know I've let some of you down la=/&lt;br /&gt;sian. but nevertheless, I'm proud of my own team. you guys did me proud ok?&lt;br /&gt;so join next year and win tat first we aimed this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FDI was interesting. got to learn alot of new things la. not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA DID I MENTIONED I GOT A NEW CHIO PHONE? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyty :p hahaha its lime and white. not bad la:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm beginning to crap random stuff liao la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;ciao:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry for all that i've done. forgive me pls? i'll never do it again. just dont ignore me=/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~EDIT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;edit&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss obs:l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4205539710266969906?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4205539710266969906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4205539710266969906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4205539710266969906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4205539710266969906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/emox.html' title='emo:X'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2107471445341718908</id><published>2008-07-11T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T11:21:37.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Leadership is the art of getting someone else to do something you want done because he wants to do it ~ Dwight Eisenhower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natl Comp's is in like 2 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days, just 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I able to lead a team to victory?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the one to lead to victory?&lt;br /&gt;Am I a leader?&lt;br /&gt;Have I been a good leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe, all these will never be known.&lt;br /&gt;But deep down in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;the answer's there&lt;br /&gt;and it'll remain there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership.&lt;br /&gt;What's leadership?&lt;br /&gt;To be autocratic?&lt;br /&gt;To be the people's man?&lt;br /&gt;To be the a puppet?&lt;br /&gt;To be a mixed?&lt;br /&gt;To be optimistic?&lt;br /&gt;To be pessimistic?&lt;br /&gt;To be what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;No set definition, so what's the definition?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has different definition so what now?&lt;br /&gt;How do you define a good leader?&lt;br /&gt;How do you define whether one has been a good leader?&lt;br /&gt;What is a good leader?&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;What is a leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I set myself reflecting,&lt;br /&gt;Have I been good?&lt;br /&gt;Have I shown the leadership qualities?&lt;br /&gt;Have I prepared enough?&lt;br /&gt;Am I confident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2107471445341718908?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2107471445341718908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2107471445341718908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2107471445341718908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2107471445341718908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/07/leadership-is-art-of-getting-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1491885776908565970</id><published>2008-06-01T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:16:24.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amused</title><content type='html'>its a miracle i'm posting. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad, i've lost memory about 3L and 2E class chalets but i rmb just spending $37 for others to have fun. =/ sorry lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok freak. lost inspiration to blog. ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1491885776908565970?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1491885776908565970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1491885776908565970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1491885776908565970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1491885776908565970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/06/amused.html' title='amused'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4707019712738440640</id><published>2008-04-20T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T06:34:24.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comp post!</title><content type='html'>19th April 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp day! so many months.. all for this day.. its time to show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A6 was the team no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first parade. walao ny and zx u all hor ._. make me so paiseh la haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den got barang barang went to holding room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing for us was.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad la fd, gt nt bad bangs.. but den alamak shouted 1 wrong command, zaoxia a few times.. but the thing is, my amazing sense of bearing was back! hahah all on the dot!:D sorry to trainers:X i made u all nearly died of heart attack:X hehe:D anyway was confident upon completion of fd. went back to holding room and relax and recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LC&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh la.. kinda screwed.. but i think that the only major mistake i made was the err sending of adam to junbo.. sorry la adam&gt;&lt; sigh~ was badly shaken by LC but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shagged but oh well its all worth it:D damn. tot it was a dislocation but it was in fact a fracture.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. treatment kinda screwed though. should have tied upper and lower and not sides.. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOC&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhaahahahah SUPER CALM la! den we took it easily. the judge was impressed:X but den walao at the end i screwed.. kan chiong den place casualty on wrong side of the trolley.. sorry hor:X to whoever u are.. sorry&gt;&lt; i nearly killed u :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished everything before lunch and slacked all the way to dunnoe wat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saikhang-ed and finally last parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. when they announced the best in short case tat time i go out and take right den suddenly i march halfway they announce best in long case and TOC cpr also la! omg. i was like SMILING la! LOL damn happy like siao :D it means tat we win champion liao la! XD shiok shiok! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den nutsing categories.. wah lao was damn sad la &gt;_&gt; oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den last trophy best leader. think no hope la cos the bb team also clean sweep mah.. den hard liao.. den who knows i won la:X damn happy:P den woots! :D den take big trophy for the champion cos they forgot to give just nw and the best leader award. den damn big go back den halfway the stupid zx make a rawr sound den i laugh and i dropped the best leader. walao!&gt;_&gt; oh well den finished go eat dinner and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COEP, JXYY : dont be sad anymore ok? just own them at the fd comp la!:D i send u all wat i want to say le la:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLLK: yep same as above:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAWC: u guys are my pride man.. thanks alot for making my last zone comp the most memorable one.. william and chiunyuan u both made me and adam's day man.. THANKS ALOT!!!!!!!!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RVSJ all the way~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we cheer thunderation, we go home and enjoy our glorious win..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...we are stjohn, delegation, when we fight with, determination, we create a SENSATION!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4707019712738440640?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4707019712738440640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4707019712738440640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4707019712738440640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4707019712738440640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/comp-post.html' title='comp post!'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3583678895695654093</id><published>2008-04-07T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T04:23:43.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.</title><content type='html'>Stop lieing to yourself bing le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for the random outbursts today peeps(although u guys prolly wont see this but oh well)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3583678895695654093?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3583678895695654093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3583678895695654093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3583678895695654093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3583678895695654093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry.html' title='sorry.'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-7572428406738959857</id><published>2008-02-26T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T07:37:18.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo emo</title><content type='html'>i guess its funny that i only post whenever i feel emo. ye. this sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea what i'm doing with my life people. school seems like an endless routine that i just force myself to do. homework comes pouring down over and over again. comp training blasts my life to pieces with extra things to do, memorise S&amp;amp;S, team stuff, blablabla. argh, i'm sick of this damnit. i hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i pls go suicidal someday and just jump down a building and end it all? I wanna end this all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concentrate, bing le, concentrate, ur bio's failing, ur physic's failing and i'm sure the only subject to pull u up will fail u too. GG's the word, people, GG. i'm a gone case damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had promotion parade today. it set me thinking this: "shit, we're gonna take over soon, fk, comp's coming soon and FK its the last comp that i'll probably join". i don't noe whether its considered something to cheer about or something to moan about. i don't wanna lose that trophy again. i don't wanna fail my physics. i don't wanna disappoint mrboey in his attempts to get the class bio's standard up. i don't wanna fail everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've disappointed many people before and it hurts. those permenant scars of damage in my heart. i hate this damnit. slack is the way to go. oh damn, i miss my sec2 year and i miss 2E. damnit. those standard phrases of qi1 li4 etc etc the classic WTF sign pointed by yingxue, the endless notoriety we've gone through, the laughs we shared and the tears we shared. this sux. time oh endless great master of the universe, time, lets bring us back to sec2 and oh almighty, let us experience de ja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seesh. results seem so superficial. why can't anyone understand the importance is in the process? sigh. it seems everyone is so over their results now. i'm sick of that. i'm sick of the politics of the situations i'm in. i'm sick of everything. i guess it's time to end all this, to set myself straight, to set myself in the correct direction. i can't slack anymore. bing le, u can do this. bring urself some control. sseeeeeessssssssshhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! THAT'S IT! it's decided:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I will care more about my studies from now on(hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;2. Competition, ur going down! we'll own the asses of zone9&lt;br /&gt;3. Discipline is definitely gonna improve. NYGHS discipline, here i come:)&lt;br /&gt;4. stop sleeping in class bing le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR! i feel noob with all these incoherent talking. seesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and i love u no matter wat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-7572428406738959857?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7572428406738959857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=7572428406738959857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7572428406738959857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7572428406738959857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2008/02/emo-emo.html' title='emo emo'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2767563282883778946</id><published>2007-12-18T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T08:21:38.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp update!:D</title><content type='html'>Due to popular demand(haha:D) i'm back here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, was ANCO Camp erm the last three days and i'm gonna blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from Day 1,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots. lol. Packed my back the previous day till dunnoe how early in the morning lor -.- (actually is i lazy pack, last minute den start:D) So when I reached JVS I was plainly yawning away... Den i went to tape my bottles (thx yen for ur tape! although wrong shade &gt;_&gt;) etc etc. Den as we're about to fall in then i see my tag. SIALA zzzzz i forgot to bring course tag. CHAM omg. Phoned my mom ask her help me bring. HENG SHE MADE IT IN TIME LA&gt;_&lt; bleh then bla bla, check items. etc.etc. den go to bunk finally lol. As usual, all guys in one bunk lol. anyway, afterwards went for etc.etc. things den do do do do den until erm platoon interaction. Then eh shit, havnt finish the tags for triages-.- den siala, rush finish. OH YES I RMB! before platoon interaction was games-.- shit u ninja platoon. "nice" rolling on mud la-.- sian den all the triangular bandages all dirty hw to do triage! *sigh* oh well, it was fun  though. anyway, after that was briefing. wahlao sirtajuddin sabo sia-.- ask me say the things haha. HENG I WAS LISTENING AND NOT SLEEPING UNLIKE DEBBIE LOL. and ye, after that started hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hike.was.tiring.but.fun:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye seriously dunnoe y la. maybe its that last knock by jiazhe head first into the bar that made me find it fun haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian came back immediately lights out which i gladly followed lol. woke up seeing everyone(cos they woke up liao&gt;_&gt; last to wake up again=_=) after that dunnoe dunnoe dunnoe.. den campfire! woots lol. sian dumb performance la&gt;_&gt; haha though fun to learn. den ye, campfire was fun:D xinmun, i saw u this bugger and eve running ard haha and AHEM a scandal was happening backstage! XD ask delta if u want to noe some CONFIDENTIAL info! :D den celebrated sirtianle's bdae tgt as a whole course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den bla bla bla forget liao lol. den lights out. woots again i took it very gladly. slept so damn nice haha. den just heng heng i wake up RIGHT before the fire drill whistle came haha den i was like heard the first one den lag.. den second one den EH! FIRE! FIRE! lol. it was damn blardy cold ok-.- fall in, then had triage. charlene, u did well haha although abit nt that nice compared to lilin. oh well( i stink for my triage and guess wat I PLANNED IT=_= which is damn ironic) did so many blardy TOC until my arms feel like dropping off-.- and charlene still say TOC atrocious =_= wtf. had a re-triage. this time nt all saved. too little TOC=_= oh well. lol. den after that had pt. while doing pt my stomach keep grumbling la wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den during EXACT BREAKFAST, my stomach full liao lol. the egg was disgusting though. HENG i got my hardboiled egg nt like others:P den clean up blablabla. oh well thats all. finally broke camp haha. shiok sia. reach home liao fall go take a super long bath haha. (actually partially sleeping&gt;_&gt;) finished, ate dinner, msn-ed awhile and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days sleep 9 hours sia. POWER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. lol. blogged. happy, my supporters for the blog? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! camp over, happy like mad lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awaiting POP and its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: lilin, prepare for OBC award hahaha XD u'll get it i'm sure w00ts:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;whats up with u recently&gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2767563282883778946?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2767563282883778946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2767563282883778946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2767563282883778946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2767563282883778946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp-updated.html' title='camp update!:D'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-7980214612396091253</id><published>2007-10-27T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:59:49.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“2E’s split(Friends Forever)"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;What we're gonna pick when we turn 14&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more cycling cause we're in different classes&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at school talking about subjects&lt;br /&gt;We would get so excited and we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the subjects&lt;br /&gt;And we make it to the top&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned together?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to imitate the qianbians&lt;br /&gt;Will little lame’o Yu Jie be the P-A-crew man?&lt;br /&gt;Will all of us pick the triple science we wanted?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're different again&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this class&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Elmos, lie a simple modified song by me for us all. Yes the modification is not flowing along with the tune, but hey who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-7980214612396091253?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7980214612396091253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=7980214612396091253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7980214612396091253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7980214612396091253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-post.html' title='song post'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-27609163103667926</id><published>2007-10-24T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T06:39:33.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh pain!</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO GO TO THE DOCTOR'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't. Damn. uh, havn't been updating so I'm here bubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, argh, the only thing on my mind now is my bottom(yes it sounds better den buttock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr, slipped and fall recently and now my bottom hurts biggie=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rats, still, I can't go to the doctor's till school ends its year... which is just 2 more days&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well cos, tomorrow's there's this subject combination talk and on friday it's prize presentation aka PD with squadmates! woots LOL. ok i'm crazy. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch, it hurts lol. my bottom that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ye talking about friday, guess it'll be ok bah.. and i'm going to expect tons of people crying ~_~ not that i'm like sarcas-ing them.. it's just a fact that i think i gotta mention lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, really nth to post now, so ye, brb later if i got something to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess not, so bye!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-27609163103667926?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/27609163103667926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=27609163103667926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/27609163103667926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/27609163103667926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/argh-pain.html' title='argh pain!'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2292007750498281617</id><published>2007-10-10T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T05:00:53.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation</title><content type='html'>today was the sec4s' graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, during the whole thing, there was a period where the PA crew played the song graduation right? I just felt really really really... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started pondering over many things,&lt;br /&gt;what will happen to our squad after our years at rvsj?&lt;br /&gt;what will happen to 2E after this year?&lt;br /&gt;what will happen,&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;what will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like that time is passing very fast,&lt;br /&gt;way too fast,&lt;br /&gt;too fast till we don't have time to really truly be bonded.&lt;br /&gt;oh almighty time,&lt;br /&gt;can you just stop playing with us?&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just life,&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just fate.&lt;br /&gt;but hey i guess its really fated la..&lt;br /&gt;its life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't time just freeze?&lt;br /&gt;i miss the carefree times where i've got no worries, no responsibilities, whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times,&lt;br /&gt;i just do,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how,&lt;br /&gt;and i won't question why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a couple more days for us, 2E.&lt;br /&gt;just 1-2 years for us, rvsj s2 sqd.&lt;br /&gt;good luck,&lt;br /&gt;and goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2292007750498281617?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2292007750498281617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2292007750498281617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2292007750498281617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2292007750498281617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/graduation.html' title='graduation'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-6441901292285163534</id><published>2007-10-04T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:47:57.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1.the person who tagged you is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;Mungyu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. your relationship with him/her is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;classmate cum SF playing partner haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. 5 impressions you have of him/her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;urgh, this is hard. 1, SF noob xD 2, pro in chi 3, the band member that refuses to practise and laughs whenever she sees me ( -.-") during cca 4, did i mention SF noob? 5, did i mention she's good in compo? i mean good by g-oooooooooooooooo-d&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. the most memorable thing he/she has done for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;eek dunnoe hw to answer this. see la mungyu, nvr do any memorable thing for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. the most memorable words he/she has said to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;see la nothing also LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. if he/she becomes your lover, you will&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;slap myself awake, it must be a joke lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;that would be impossible cos it's a joke :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. if he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;urgh, question myself? well cos i suck sigh~ usually the fault lies with me i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;I did something wrong?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;own her in a classic game of SF XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. your overall impression of him/her is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;quiet quiet pro pro classmate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. how do you think people around you will feel about you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;feel about me huh? that's ez. some asshole who sucks big time and is an ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. the characteristic you love about yourself is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;nothing, i hate myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;oooooooooh this is ez, i hate myself for being a sucky ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. the most ideal person you want to be is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;none, no one can be perfect, see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. for people that care and like you, say something to them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;u must be joking!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you according to alphabetical order&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;hmm i shall write erm randomly? 1.Adam 2.JiaYi 3.Kendrick 4.NingQian 5.TingXiang 6.WeeTeck 7.XiaoXi 8.XinMun 9.Yingxue 10.YongEn (hey u cant blame me for picking so many girls right-.- cos very little guys blog la)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(weeteck) urgh better not say anything wrong, i might get killed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is no.9 a male or female?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(yingxue) none, ok la seriously 60% male 40% female. hope i dont get killed for this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(xiaoxi and yongen) erm i guess so, both are good people. if only one of them are male den perhaps there's a chance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what is no.2 studying about?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(jiayi) how to grow mao1? XD joking joking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(kendrick) long time ago. or rather, like never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what kind of music does no.8 like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(xinmun) i'm guessing audi songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;does 1 have any siblings?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(adam) ye, saw his bro before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will you woo no.3?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(kendrick) nope, i'm not gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how about no.7?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(xiaoxi) nah, dunnoe why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is no. 4 single?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(ningqian) guess so?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what's the surname of no.5?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(tingxiang) Lim! SAME AS ME MUAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what's the name of no.10?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(yongen) yongen?=.= what kinda question is this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what's the hobby of no.4?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(ningqian) going to town and french i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;do no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(tingxiang and yingxue) ye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where is no.2 studying at?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(jiayi) RV2E'07! (thanks for answer mungyu xD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;say something casual about no.1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(adam) j****i! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(xinmun) siao! never ever and will never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;where does 9 live?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(yingxue) bukitbatok! ARGH HORROR!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what colour does no.4 like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(ningqian) dunnoe leh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(tingxiang and adam) erm no?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;does no.7 like no.2?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(xiaoxi and jiayi) dunnoe leh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how did you get to know no.2?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(jiayi) 2E!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;does no.1 have any pets?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(adam) nope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt;(xiaoxi) gulp? shld i lie? LOL guess not. yep, she's NOT.=X sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finished!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-6441901292285163534?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6441901292285163534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=6441901292285163534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/6441901292285163534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/6441901292285163534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/quiz.html' title='quiz!'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3344264880481704261</id><published>2007-10-04T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:02:44.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo post</title><content type='html'>pardon this emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it sucks to be me.&lt;br /&gt;nothing awaits me at home.&lt;br /&gt;nothing pushes me forward.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i just go in a routine,&lt;br /&gt;wake up, go school, go home,&lt;br /&gt;face the 4 walls and face my comp.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;this bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i sit infront my comp,&lt;br /&gt;happily waiting and waiting,&lt;br /&gt;just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;waiting eagerly,&lt;br /&gt;just for something to do,&lt;br /&gt;just for someone to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;just to show concern for u.&lt;br /&gt;the sad truth is,&lt;br /&gt;nothing intrigues me more den it.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i'm always deeply hurt&lt;br /&gt;but ur bluntness&lt;br /&gt;and ur lack of concern.&lt;br /&gt;i weep silently in the night,&lt;br /&gt;for fear of being asked why,&lt;br /&gt;yet there's no one i can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a sucky person with no life and no social skills.&lt;br /&gt;two words people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i suck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;u noe, i've just got reminded of a song that really fits me&lt;br /&gt;and it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Pitiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is brilliant...&lt;br /&gt;What, was I too early? Oh, sorry. Should I...Do you wanna start over?&lt;br /&gt;Or, keep going? Okay, now? Now?&lt;br /&gt;My life is brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Your life's a joke&lt;br /&gt;You're just pathetic&lt;br /&gt;You're always broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your homemade Star Trek uniform really ain't impressin' me&lt;br /&gt;You're sufferin' from delusions of&lt;br /&gt;Adequicy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Pitiful (X3) It's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had a date&lt;br /&gt;That ya couldn't inflate&lt;br /&gt;And ya smell repulsive too&lt;br /&gt;What a bummer bein' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya just can't dance&lt;br /&gt;And forget romance&lt;br /&gt;Everybody you know still calls ya Farty Pants&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;But you always have a job well I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you still can work that slurpie machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Pitiful (X3) It's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're half undressed&lt;br /&gt;Eatin' chips of your chest&lt;br /&gt;While you're playin' Halo 2&lt;br /&gt;No one's classier than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala la&lt;br /&gt;Lalala la&lt;br /&gt;Lalala la Loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Pitiful (X3) It's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dog would much rather&lt;br /&gt;Play fetch by itself&lt;br /&gt;You still live with your Mom and you're 42&lt;br /&gt;Guess you'll never grow a clue&lt;br /&gt;When it just sucks to be you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, seeing u happy just makes me happy,&lt;br /&gt;even though i might be really down in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;it just cheers me up,&lt;br /&gt;seeing u happy.&lt;br /&gt;cos, well it doesn't really matter if i'm happy or not,&lt;br /&gt;cos, i don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;just seeing ur happy face makes me cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that the happy smile from ur face,&lt;br /&gt;always seems to get rubbed off,&lt;br /&gt;always by me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna apologise bad.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna apologise.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry,&lt;br /&gt;really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;its just that,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how,&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking of u,&lt;br /&gt;always and always,&lt;br /&gt;but not seeing ur happy face,&lt;br /&gt;i feel down,&lt;br /&gt;and down,&lt;br /&gt;and down,&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the end of the bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;the truth's out.&lt;br /&gt;i suck,&lt;br /&gt;and i apologise for that,&lt;br /&gt;maybe,&lt;br /&gt;just maybe,&lt;br /&gt;it could be better,&lt;br /&gt;if only i wasn't so sucky.&lt;br /&gt;i'll change myself just for u,&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat odds there are,&lt;br /&gt;i'll always be changing myself,&lt;br /&gt;all for u,&lt;br /&gt;and i hope u appreciate,&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;know that i am actually doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3344264880481704261?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3344264880481704261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3344264880481704261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3344264880481704261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3344264880481704261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/10/emo-post.html' title='emo post'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-8187185478805871120</id><published>2007-09-28T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T04:58:50.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#30</title><content type='html'>Figured that my blog has been dead for dunnoe like 2 months like that so decided to be hardworking and post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, exams near over. Left the chinese and LA(G) paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry la nth to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life boring cannot ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops gtg nw bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-8187185478805871120?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8187185478805871120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=8187185478805871120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8187185478805871120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8187185478805871120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/09/30.html' title='#30'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2276692006591631526</id><published>2007-08-21T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T08:54:50.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*** DELETED ***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said all I needed to and that's all I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;give up, just give up? or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2276692006591631526?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2276692006591631526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2276692006591631526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2276692006591631526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2276692006591631526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/08/28.html' title='#28'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4691345889189470458</id><published>2007-08-04T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:23:55.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#26(oops, miscounted)</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, as most of you have noticed, I'm in a kinda crazy and happy mood all this week and last week=D Dunnoe why la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, dunnoe what to update la-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, adam, jiayou in pursuring your happiness HAHA! :D dun waste ur 1 m_ _ _  h with her =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4691345889189470458?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4691345889189470458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4691345889189470458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4691345889189470458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4691345889189470458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/08/26oops-miscounted.html' title='#26(oops, miscounted)'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3998734308751415838</id><published>2007-07-25T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:02:06.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#26</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna change and I'll change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome world, to the all new ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3998734308751415838?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3998734308751415838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3998734308751415838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3998734308751415838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3998734308751415838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/26.html' title='#26'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-812723430868726058</id><published>2007-07-22T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T08:56:52.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#25</title><content type='html'>E&amp;C week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm too lazy to update on it haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a sidenote, the class really has been bonded in the camp. Hopefully, that bond will last till the end of the year... Also, I realised that my elective isn't actually boring, although i soloed from our class haha. It's actually fun:) And I got to know more new people haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i just realised how some people in our class can really be irresponsible. Sigh. wonder how mrwong picked such ppl for such posts-.-" nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, i'm so screwed. Flash 8 NOT DONE. Chinese book review not done. sigh. Die liao la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes, i've been doing some thinking these few days and i realised, i sucked. I really suck big time. No matter how much ppl encourage me, place their trust in me, i tend to let them down. and oh ye, i realised too tat, i'm nt that easy to be trusted anymore. Fine, whatever, I don't care. and oh ya, i feel that if some of u dont wanna tell, den don't tell. don't even mention to me a single word. cos, watcha doing is merely raising my curiosity=.= sigh. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-812723430868726058?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/812723430868726058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=812723430868726058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/812723430868726058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/812723430868726058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/25.html' title='#25'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1695935068446338327</id><published>2007-07-17T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T07:13:07.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#23</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LIFE LESSON #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is inevitably there, just there. It's all up to you to believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1695935068446338327?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1695935068446338327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1695935068446338327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1695935068446338327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1695935068446338327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/23.html' title='#23'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1953834063302453040</id><published>2007-07-17T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T07:11:22.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#22</title><content type='html'>What is the meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random post around here, don't think I'm comtemplating suicide or something-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, life might just be a process in which we experience what we want to feel, see, hear, taste and touch. But why be bothered by the problems that have been plaguing the minds of every mortal soul, when it is just so simple to solve those problems? In my own thoughts, death might have seemed as a much more pleasant world. Think about this. You don't get to be affected by the damage that is brought to you by the somewhat neverending problems in our very own existence. Examples such as, "How is life created". Death, it's a place where all our problems end(well maybe to ourselves only?). Death, it's just another process of Life. I am puzzled. Why are people so afraid of embracing Death? Sometimes, maybe embracing Death proves as a better solution to anything in the world. Death. It seems so close, yet so far. But I know that somehow, somewhere, the fallen servants of Death are all there, just that you can't see them. They are just invincible to the naked eye. Should one day I am able to see one of them. Maybe, just maybe, I would want them to take me with them. As I have no further regrets in life. Should there be such things as no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Any comments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree or disagree with what I've just said also can comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1953834063302453040?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1953834063302453040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1953834063302453040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1953834063302453040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1953834063302453040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/22.html' title='#22'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2105532301000079898</id><published>2007-07-15T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T06:06:06.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#21</title><content type='html'>Sigh. E&amp;C Week next's week. not really looking forward to the camp. sounds boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos I had tat same organiser for my p6 camp? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN! Feeling totally sian now. shall not blog much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adious~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2105532301000079898?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2105532301000079898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2105532301000079898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2105532301000079898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2105532301000079898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/21.html' title='#21'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-8753111852686329503</id><published>2007-07-06T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T05:28:40.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#20</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LIFE LESSON #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is change inevitable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Food for thought people, food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-8753111852686329503?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8753111852686329503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=8753111852686329503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8753111852686329503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8753111852686329503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/20.html' title='#20'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4177252727878274484</id><published>2007-07-04T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T06:59:59.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ye, comp's this sunday. to the team:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go out all and do our best. let's show our competitors of what we are really made of. although u all are sec1s, to be frank, you guys are already doing great. however, if you all can do better, it'll be better duh~ so, let's just go and own their asses! BEAT THE STAFF SERGEANTS/SERGEANTS/CORPORALS and show them that being a RECRUIT/PRIVATE is not something that shows that you guys are noob. we can do it! LETS OWN! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Listening: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;有你真好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;这时候最能让我想起你&lt;br /&gt;多希望你在这里&lt;br /&gt;你总是愿意把你的手心借给我握紧&lt;br /&gt;该往哪里&lt;br /&gt;我总是依赖着你&lt;br /&gt;你是我的方向感&lt;br /&gt;我可以确定&lt;br /&gt;你会带着我朝对的方向前进&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;你能让烦恼变得渺小&lt;br /&gt;我遇见一个最懂我的人&lt;br /&gt;我会提醒自己&lt;br /&gt;把这份爱收好&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;只要牵着你的手就知道&lt;br /&gt;我不是一个人在这世界停靠&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有你在我心里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;你能让烦恼变得渺小&lt;br /&gt;我遇见一个最懂我的人&lt;br /&gt;我会提醒自己&lt;br /&gt;把这份爱收好&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;我有你真好&lt;br /&gt;只要牵着你的手就知道&lt;br /&gt;我不是一个人在这世界停靠&lt;br /&gt;因为我拥有你在我心里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lyrics courtesy of Baidu.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance... sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4177252727878274484?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4177252727878274484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4177252727878274484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4177252727878274484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4177252727878274484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/19.html' title='#19'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1963421619053930840</id><published>2007-07-03T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T05:08:18.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#18</title><content type='html'>Ah shit. Gastric's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help, someone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1963421619053930840?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1963421619053930840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1963421619053930840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1963421619053930840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1963421619053930840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/07/18.html' title='#18'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-7309345247197326678</id><published>2007-06-28T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T05:38:54.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#17</title><content type='html'>wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zz it has been really tiring for me since start of school. i'm sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;routine everyday: woken up by a loud screaming voice of my mom. wash up. go school. study. training. go home. stares at the com blankly for the night. sleep. and it follows on and on. Damn, hope i really die soon out of exhaustion, then can escape all this. dozing off in class seems like a routine too now, hmm? oh and yes, i'm sick of everyone. yes everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that none trusts me at all. wtf. am i'm some kind of ppl who cannot be trust? none. i believe NONE really truly trusts me. ah. forget it. yes, i may joke of some things. but am i always seen as a joker? telling me just some simple stuffs are also seem as a bore? right. ok. i know i'm a boring person ok? don't need to remind me of such stuff. and yes those crazy stuff you all discussing behind my back. dont think i dont know. it's just.. i'm lazy to do anything. i'm seriously tired to the bone. yes, just a warning out to ppl who have doing so, dont force me. i may have such tolerance, but hey. tolerance has a limit too. even the most tolerant person in the world has to blow one day. not to mention me, with such tiredness in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; life sux. big time. i mean, wat's the point of living when one is always troubled by such mortally life-draining events. i'm sick of this. i truly am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going on about training. yes i gotta have this optimistic mindset in me. not that i do not trust you all enough. it's that maybe sometimes, you guys just aren't having enough enthusiasm in you to win. we can do it. i noe we can. if we put our heart to it. don't know how many of you will read this. but, seriously, endure the pain and we'll cruise through the comp! 9 days. 9 days is very short. just bear with it awhile. and you're freedom is back. we can do it. have faith in yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on about the squad. ya, maybe i'm nt qualified to say this but, you know it's really damn disappointing to see your own squad having tons of ppl pon-ing, especially when its always the same usual ppl. ya time is going to pass real quick. sec4s going to handover. sec3s taking over. and we're going to be the senior batch. hais. mature up can you? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. really feel like ending my life right now. maybe i can really free myself that way? sick of it. just sick of it. tired. just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't bother asking why i'm posting such stuff. i'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of you can understand how i feel right nw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-7309345247197326678?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/7309345247197326678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=7309345247197326678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7309345247197326678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/7309345247197326678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/17.html' title='#17'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3463649081928031650</id><published>2007-06-26T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T05:31:12.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#16</title><content type='html'>Kindness does &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; begets kindness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3463649081928031650?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3463649081928031650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3463649081928031650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3463649081928031650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3463649081928031650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/16.html' title='#16'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-1092398673324832713</id><published>2007-06-10T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T04:19:15.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#15</title><content type='html'>Heh, tempted to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;rvsj`y207&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember vividly the first day we're gathered for cca. we heard the first parade and all shiver, thinking that it's lame. next we had our introduction session right? the one person's intro i remember most was tat stupid adam LOL. i remember he said something like HI I'M ADAM GOH FROM 1H AND I LOVE EVE! LOL. hahahaha. den blabla forgot liao. den eventually we had our ROD. rod was fun despite not attending like 70% of the things-.-" anyway, we had our BNCO course right, that one was the best thing that we did together. the camp, lessons and many more. it was just so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, lets just heck this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those days where our attendance is nearly always full is gone already. 1 and a half years has already past. All those days we passed together. All this will remain forever and ever. rvsj`y207 forever!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, i know i havn't been with the squad for damn long liao, but still.. lol. i appreciate you all:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-1092398673324832713?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/1092398673324832713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=1092398673324832713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1092398673324832713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/1092398673324832713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/15.html' title='#15'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-5929570733724706668</id><published>2007-06-01T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:58:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#14</title><content type='html'>You know what, I just gotta post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that its only when we're having fun, that's when we're really behaving like a class. I think that the West Malaysia Trip is really the first time our class behaves so bonded, so united. We had our fun times all there. Hope these memories will last forever and ever. Yet, time passes all so fast and we have like less than half a year to really be with each other. I think, we should enjoy ourselves now for all we have is less than half a year. This is 2E'07, forever 2E'07. We'll rock the year, I believe, we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-5929570733724706668?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/5929570733724706668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=5929570733724706668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/5929570733724706668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/5929570733724706668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/14.html' title='#14'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2803665782209870468</id><published>2007-06-01T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:55:41.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#13</title><content type='html'>Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havn't been updating for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update on West Malaysia Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at 6++(forgot when-_-" STM la, happy?) Went in school, nearly whole class there liao. Crapped awhile then we're on the way to Malaysia! Wah damn sian la the journey-_- it took like more den 5hrs? =_= On the whole 6hrs(i think?) we were like playing daidi all the way. Some slept, some slacked, some fadai(me:P) First stop, Yong Peng. Went in, dunnoe why brought my bag down=_=" den was slacking. Choosing wat to buy, in the end bought nothing. Up bus, bla bla bla. Reached some kind of stupid place to visit some agriculture stuff=.=" Biang la, the weather so hot. Make us walk walk walk=.=" damn stupid la=.=" but kewl, the rubber looks so kewl LOL. Anyway, soon had lunch. Everyone was like FINALLY MAN! but when we received our food right, a lot of vulgarities can be heard from our table lol. Bleh, tons of food wasted. Then was like everyonewas drinking the cold cold drink instead haha.  Then continue the journey. Kaoz la=_= we couldn't wait till the night man. After what seems an eternity, we finally reached the hotel. First thing me and weeteck did was WOW! den, we slacked on the bed immediately LOL. Next we found a door leading to next room, den we opened. o_o we actually found a door to jesslyn and tanwei's room LOL. Left it open for like rest of the days? bleh:P Lights out supposed to be 11.15. But somehow, mrwong didnt check so we were playing daidi. Then at around 1++(?) someone knocked on our door. Here's the funny part. weeteck thought it was mrwong den told tanwei and jesslyn. den they siam immediately to their room close their door. then I opened the door. Instead of mrwong, we saw the stupid Jia Yi(WM) and Charlene(Moley). LOL. We were laughing la. Then weeteck went to open the linking door. the astonishing thing we found was that jesslyn and tanwei really switched off their lights and pretend to sleep sia.. PRO ACTORS!! :P someone should hand them a award lol. WM and moley dunnoe y keep snatching my pillow =_= biang then they wack me =_= GRR should have huan shou but didnt lol. Weeteck over there filming and nvr help me. Win liao lor? Slept at 2++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6 LOL. We were like YES! :P blablabla went for breakfast, nice la:P went petrosains. Was damn damn damn fun. Though we skipped alot of exhibition thanks to time constraint-_-" Went for lunch afterwards. I became the waiter lor lol. biang. Never mind, quite enjoy the process bah. forgot liao. Then went back hotel. This time round siao one la=_= dunnoe what happened, suddenly ring bell i go open door, alot of ppl chiong in LOL. siao one la=_=" crazy. Then was supposed to do hw, then they didnt lol. then only a few of us doing(ohwait, isn't it copying yappidy's hw?) hw LOL. Slept at 2++ again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6 den weeteck also awake liao. Ask him go toliet wash up den i go back to sleep LOL!!! :P woke up at 7 this time for real. Then packed and went for breakfast.blablabla forgot liao la dun ask me RAWR. I really do have STM LOR=_= read other ppl's blog for more info lol. Reached Singapore at like 6++ then we went for dinner at jec lol. funny thing is 2b's also there den mrho also there. dunnoe y weeteck saw him den immediately gave him a bow LOL! siao la him LOL. after that weiting had a call from AHEM many many times ahah:P SECRET HERE NT TO BE EXPOSED :D den went home. =.= dunnoe liao la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures can be seen at various blogs, go find yourself:D lol.&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring seems like a must everyday on the bus lor =_="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2803665782209870468?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2803665782209870468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2803665782209870468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2803665782209870468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2803665782209870468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/06/13.html' title='#13'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-6669941092426934795</id><published>2007-05-22T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:00:34.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EDITED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;**EDITED**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I've made up my mind. No matter what you all say, I shall just ignore it. It's no point getting pissed over it. Too bad for trying to ruin my day, cos i'm gonna enjoy my life for however long it gets. I do not care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-6669941092426934795?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/6669941092426934795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=6669941092426934795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/6669941092426934795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/6669941092426934795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/05/fuckswearing-now.html' title='EDITED'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-178205477928437900</id><published>2007-05-12T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T03:00:11.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>is it just me, or is everyone else's blogger posting page is screwed? Mine is strangely NOT?=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, anyone has ideas to make the DANG HOME ECONS MEAL?! #%^#(*%^#%^# and I just realised my schedule for june holidays are like already fixed-.-" zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah, gotta go now, ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: tag more, ppl! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-178205477928437900?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/178205477928437900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=178205477928437900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/178205477928437900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/178205477928437900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/05/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3808243983320378021</id><published>2007-05-11T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:38:30.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#10</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!1111!!!!!ONEONEONEONE!!!!1111!!11!!!1!ONEONE!!111ONE!ONEONEONEONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00ts! Feel so good bah lol. Anyway, I think that I gave all my best for this liao =/ so hopefully, get high marks la...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH LA. My beautiful dream is &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;shattered&lt;/span&gt; just in 1 day.-_- I'm sure. Nevermind la I think not bad liao. CAN PASS = NOT BAD in my mind =x yes, IT &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SUX&lt;/span&gt; THOUGH. but we should all learn to cherish our marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so bad bleh. Alot of those pros underperformed for this MYE lor..(not telling who:D) and many stunning people have made it to the way way way way top of the class! zzz very sian leh. its always them them them them them them! I'm sure. When will I ever go up? z_z I doubt I will do so la=_= zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz life is unfair. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh shall not be depressing la. I think mrwong's biased against me again. Wth la. During lang arts right, he gave the paper liao den discuss finish den ask us think of our topic for the speech right? Den i merely rubbed myself in a bid to regain some warmth then zhaiyang that big *&amp;#*&amp;amp;%(#^%# started talking loudly and laughing(in case you didn't know, he was sitting right BEHIND me) and mrwong suddenly said out loud, " Zhai Yang and Bing Le, get out." I was like so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; la-_- What have I done wrongly la. Wth-_-" Nevermind, at least there was some things that is worth standing outside the com lab and that is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;WARMTH&lt;/span&gt; HAHA:D I'm proud to announce that while the rest of the class is freezing inside the freaking &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;COLD&lt;/span&gt; com lab, I was standing outside, warming myself with the great beauty of nature's ray with zhaiyang. Well, I guess that there's two sides to everything bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons, blahblahblah. Then had cca. Was looking forward to PT(don't ask me why=/). Was disappointed to have natl comp training instead. Was let off early(suprisingly) by trainers for games(HAHA IN YOUR FACE!) I think it's cos we just had out exams that's why bah? Nevertheless, did nothing much during the dang captain ball game. Then apt came to 'examine' our sock length and we were asked to do circuit. Bleh after all this, last parade liao then my head felt very empty la.. Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all bah. Maybe another day I'll post more bleh=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adious amigoes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3808243983320378021?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3808243983320378021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3808243983320378021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3808243983320378021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3808243983320378021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/05/10.html' title='#10'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4713419917884080947</id><published>2007-04-25T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T05:23:25.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#9, my bad:l</title><content type='html'>Class Tee. What's the point of it? What's the meaning of it? What EXACTLY is a class tee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the name suggests, ITS A &lt;strong&gt;CLASS &lt;/strong&gt;TEE, a &lt;strong&gt;CLASS&lt;/strong&gt; EFFORT and not some dumb decision that people can just randomly pick. Seriously, if in a vote, your nominating something and you're not voting for it, what's the point? And the colour u guys pick, its just too outrageous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK. WHEN WILL WE EVER GET TO GO OUT IN 1 WHOLE CLASS WEARING THE SAME SHIRTS? WHEN? Tell me WHEN? I'm serious. If you're getting a class tee, which we should be, IT SHOULD BE AT LEAST SUITABLE TO BE WITH OUR SCHOOL U? Seriously, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HOTPINK&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LIMEGREEN&lt;/span&gt;? seriously, its dam fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the logo is just plain stupid. If you want a logo, AT LEAST something's related to our class name? The class name is also quite stupid. it makes us seem as if we're some no-brainers with a spelling ability that's as lousy as XHIAHKHEKfhke. Next on to the dumb class no. . If you're in a class, its obviously you'll have to put the REGISTER NO. RIGHT? I'm sure you can just put a 100 out of a sudden. It's sounds just plain dumb. Yes I know it'll be much cooler and less "nerd-like" but hey, IT'S A &lt;strong&gt;CLASS&lt;/strong&gt; TEE. Shall I say it once more? &lt;strong&gt;CLASS&lt;/strong&gt; tee. We should emphasise on the word &lt;strong&gt;CLASS&lt;/strong&gt; instead of the word &lt;strong&gt;TEE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh I think some of you'll feel pissed and angry(or maybe sad?) bout what I just posted, but hey, it's a fact and you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;when will you all change for the better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4713419917884080947?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4713419917884080947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4713419917884080947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4713419917884080947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4713419917884080947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/9-my-badl.html' title='#9, my bad:l'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-8548834132146043977</id><published>2007-04-23T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T04:26:32.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>Right.. I know I should be mugging my books now instead of being online and blogging, but this few days, I don't feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh=/ anyway I found that the song at weeteck's blog is actually very nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has beautiful lyrics anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the lyrics below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;默默在你的身后守侯的我&lt;br /&gt;多想看你不经意的笑容&lt;br /&gt;或许我的心&lt;br /&gt;你不懂我努力让你感动&lt;br /&gt;在你眼中有多么笨拙的我&lt;br /&gt;决不放弃追逐你的执着&lt;br /&gt;只要你能再多些回应我&lt;br /&gt;一个笑或点头全接受&lt;br /&gt;能不能再靠近一点点&lt;br /&gt;大声说出你所有感觉&lt;br /&gt;别在紧紧关在只有自己的世界&lt;br /&gt;温暖太阳为你迎接&lt;br /&gt;能不能再靠近一点点&lt;br /&gt;能不能再勇敢一点点&lt;br /&gt;就算让我知道我永远只是单恋&lt;br /&gt;我也会藏着感谢&lt;br /&gt;笑着和你说再见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really nice la =/ bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I really don't-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-8548834132146043977?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8548834132146043977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8548834132146043977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/7.html' title='#7'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3330213072729378179</id><published>2007-04-18T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T09:13:38.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#6</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. There are just too many maybes in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we had just paid a little respect to the teachers, we could have not gotten scolded.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we had just wanted to learn, we could have gotten high marks.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we had just kept our mouth shut, the situation would not have been so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we are really parting, then we'll know what exactly is a class.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we just stop disturbing our classes, we can learn the needed.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we can just keep some people shut, we can learn.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should have kept quiet&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;maybes&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just way too many maybes in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe none of you all cared about the squad.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you all just take it all as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you shouldn't even be in this cca.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I hadn't push you all too far, you all could have joined comp.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I had been a bad squadmate to you all.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just forget all about you all and adopt a I-don't-care-even-if-you-die attitude&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have been treating you all badly.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this cca is nothing but a time to spend your time.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;maybes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick and tired of everything. Every day, it's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Scolded nearly every lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Go home.&lt;br /&gt;No one cares and just continue their lives.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Next morning the routine continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired, physically, mentally and psychologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you all just behave like what a class/squad have to behave?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the class spirit that you all claim to possess?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the bond that our squad is supposed to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it a joke that you guys aren't even together, always breaking off in cliques. I'm sick of this situation always occurring in our class. Why can't you all just LISTEN DURING CLASSES(especially lab lessons, I suck the most during those times) and just keep your blardy mouth shut? Why can't you all just behave? Why? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in you all, class and squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares about anyone in the squad. In the class, its always cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too tired, physically, mentally and psychologically....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Enough is enough, stop bugging me you fools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3330213072729378179?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3330213072729378179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3330213072729378179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3330213072729378179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3330213072729378179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/6.html' title='#6'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-4783444094656681331</id><published>2007-04-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:45:45.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#5</title><content type='html'>Suddenly have the urge to blog about my primary school life haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so P1 and P2 was a rush but I can still remember my friends from them. Among them were many people I know till now such as gerlynn and more.(haha actually only remember her =X)&lt;br /&gt;den it was p3. When I knew my class I was damn disappointed. It was 3FF(afternoon session) can-.-" which is like 2nd best class(haha! xD). Actually cos I think I should have worked harder.. Then pass zoom zoom to end of P4(can't remember again-.- DANG STM!) p5 know what class that day, I felt so.. hais. I dropped to the 3rd best class, but still i was glad. I still had some of my friends in the class such as clement ya. Lol clement is the best hahaxD damn great friend haha. Then zoom zoom p5 life was damn tough. 2nd year with mrs yap as my form =/ Bleh=X LOL. Then finally p6. Basically, i'm just one who are those in-the-background kind of person. but still, I would like to dedicate a few spaces on my blog for a my 6E classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;clement&lt;/span&gt;: although you won't be reading this right, I still would like to thank you very much. YOU ROCK BIG TIME CLEMENT! I'm sure you'll do damn well in new town sec and get all distinctions for O levels! GO GO GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;zhaozhi&lt;/span&gt;: haha, still remember the times we talked on the bus all the time when we always go home together? yes, ur in RV, but still, thanks alot:) you provided hours of enjoyment and companionship for me. work hard for yourself! I wanna beat you in results =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kivaan&lt;/span&gt;: LOL! i still feel sorry for that day. bu xiao xin wack your nose until bleed LOL! haha remember the days we sat back to back and played? it was damn fun. the good ol days =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;huiyao&lt;/span&gt;: the sarcas pro! i still remember all the da winci code da vinci code thing hahaxD you're rocking! and you'll get your wanted HCIB GWH! =D you can do it! kampateh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;john&lt;/span&gt;: my bestest friend ever! HAHA I still dun believe your in SJAB lor.. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dingyi&lt;/span&gt;: lol, the gorilla hand leader! remember the times we played badminton? LOL it was damn fun although i didn't say it out. maybe 1 day we play again? haha! Good luck with volleyball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lynn&lt;/span&gt;: ahah! remember the time we crapped with each other in class? Thanks alot for many things. including pushing me to receive high results! =D THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cleo&lt;/span&gt;: haha my mei! LOL! Thanks alot. Just talking to you reminded me of many times. I really miss you all haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;chenxi&lt;/span&gt;: ahma! lOL will link you ASAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mingjie&lt;/span&gt;: bedang chickenbuttock! LOL!!! ok sorry, dun wack me kay? LOL... that was the fun thing we always do lOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;melissa&lt;/span&gt;: ahah harry potter fan! XD thanks alot for whatever you've done( yes, STM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the rest&lt;/span&gt;: haha thank you all! 6E is a rocking bunch of ppl! MISS YA ALL FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i noe some might read and some won't but still, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;yes, just fuck off backstabbers. fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-4783444094656681331?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/4783444094656681331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=4783444094656681331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4783444094656681331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/4783444094656681331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/5.html' title='#5'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3151299516714961302</id><published>2007-04-15T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T08:48:19.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Post</title><content type='html'>right.. So I'm here to update. Wow, so exciting(in a not-excited voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, I WANT TO SAY SMTH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT, (yes, I don't) like olivia-_- please la this is stupid to begin with, and I shall not swear on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, carry on with smth else. So, saturday was NAPFA 2.4km run. Before I begin, I would like to say... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SORRY WEE TECK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; :l I'm sorry for telling wrong time haha. Apparently, my brain malfuctioned at that time. Forgive me, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that right, e had our 2.4km run! It was damn fun. I was damn early can-.-" Arrived at 7.00A.M. Way... too... EARLY. Saw 2 guys playing basketball(which 1 of them turned out to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIANQI&lt;/span&gt; who arrived at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.00A.M.&lt;/span&gt; siao la him.) Anyway, yada yada, slacked in canteen, yada yada. Finally start NAPFA. So we're the first class O_O? I was like, er.. is it all the girls or include guys too. Then yujie asked Mr Teo(or is it Mr Tan? Dang my STM) Then it turns out it was us too. Ran and ran. Damn fun to lap nobelle:P HAHAHA. and heard sonjia said smth smth smth.. (nq u better clarify with her before further misunderstanding).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think i did not bad la. 11.35 minutes(... dam just 5 seconds faster and a 5 points-.-" should have chionged last part) which means i get a 4 points for this! In all, I got a 29! w00ts! Another gold! Woohoo. Lol. Okay whatever, updated done bb:l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Fuck off asshole backstabbers. Go fuck urself with a piece of shit or something. Don't ruin my "reputation" already. It's ruined enough. So fuck off, you bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3151299516714961302?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3151299516714961302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3151299516714961302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3151299516714961302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3151299516714961302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/4th-post.html' title='4th Post'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-8484273144883031258</id><published>2007-04-07T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T08:12:42.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh F***</title><content type='html'>oh shit shit. I just freaking realised nat comp's coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT ITS ALL COMING BACK TO ME! Those few months struggling to  learn all I can! OH NO IT IS COMING BACK! The troubles that plagued me throughout the competition. NOOOOoooooo... Can anyone save me? Can someone just stretch out a helping hand to bring me out of this neverending hell? Can someone just freaking motivate me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! I'm now seriously stressed. DAMN! Why has nat comp gotta come so fast? I have yet to enjoy my hardearned freedom to the fullest! SHIT! Please, for once, can't you all just freaking join the comp without me over there just asking you? Can't you all understand the plight I am in? Despite what officers said, I'm sure in their minds, they wished we get  a super high position in the national level. Can't you all just understand the stress? Please I JUST NEED YOU TO JOIN! What's so freaking hard about that? I'm about to be crazy again! PLEASE CAN'T YOU ALL JUST UNDERSTAND THIS AND JOIN FOR ONCE? Just this ONCE! ONCE IS ALL I NEED YOU ALL TO DO! Can you all just freaking join? Can you just understand my plea for you? I'm crying out loud for all the help that you all can provide. I'm seriously breaking down... Somebody save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-8484273144883031258?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/8484273144883031258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=8484273144883031258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8484273144883031258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/8484273144883031258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-f.html' title='Oh F***'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3472488086438572465</id><published>2007-04-07T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T08:35:57.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival of the dead!</title><content type='html'>'I figured that it has been a long time since I last blogged(actually, not really. I was prompted by popular demand on the tagboard lol.) so I've decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. While typing the above, I forgot what I had wanted to type -.-" Nevertheless, I'll just blog about today's St John Public Duty at Home Team Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived damn early at Bukit Batok Secondary School to gather which is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;INDEED&lt;/span&gt; early-_-" anway, saw ma`am liping and ma`am fadrilah(spelling, anyone?) den was like err ok.. den decided to walk away. den ma`am liping call me over say ask ur frens to eat at the canteen(apparently, junjie was there too). den i was like ok... den walk away. Went walking around BBSS with junjie den saw xinmun's car driving in den she alighted. As usual tio aimed by the 2 ma`ams lol. next thing I know, she was like outcasted cos me and junjie was walking about. We dunnoe why ended up at the main gate and saw the zone commissioner. LOL i was like err do we need to greet? and the zone commisioner came over and ask if everyone's in the canteen and i said yes and he went off. LOL scary sia -.-" den we saw karhui's car driving in den they disappeared. Went in to the school and saw valerie, patrice and karhui changing shoes. junjie and i decided to change into our uniform den. BOY, their TOLIETS are&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; DAMN FREAKING SMELLY&lt;/span&gt; CAN!-_- I've learnt to appreciate RV's toliets now LOL. although both can compete for the smelliest toliets in the whole of Singapore. Nevertheless, we changed and valerie, karhui and patrice came out too. den karhui was like asking me to spot the diff which i did, except for valerie's and her's. :l anyway, soon everyone fall in den we were splitted into the groups. YADA YADA, decided not to blog bout this boring parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROCEED ON TO INTERESTING PARTS! At home team academy, we were like WAAAAAAA NPCC is freaking rich-_- ( they had many buildings there while SJ hq was only a low building among skyscrapers quoted from junjie) den blablabla, lunch was dam great, it was a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WESTERN FOOD&lt;/span&gt; meal can-_- . blablablablablablablabla, den we finally had our duty.(actually most of the time we were sitting there, crapping) den lol a few NPCC GOH fall out :l actually they can still do one but they didnt. lol lazy people. as usual after our duty, we went back to crap and sit. Then valerie was like so diao la=/ nvm shan't blog bout that. den after that we went back and here i am blogging-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, that was a blardy long post, but who cares:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm off liao bb;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: tag if u want me to link.&lt;br /&gt;PSS: happy now, tx and "ruru" and weewee? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3472488086438572465?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3472488086438572465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3472488086438572465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3472488086438572465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3472488086438572465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/04/revival-of-dead.html' title='Revival of the dead!'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-3988877336236342056</id><published>2007-03-30T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:26:21.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post time.</title><content type='html'>Apparently, there's some big changes around my blog. Added in a tagboard and linked some people. If need me to link, tag me a message and I think I'll link bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, I'm so bored in my blog :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-3988877336236342056?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/3988877336236342056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=3988877336236342056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3988877336236342056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/3988877336236342056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-time.html' title='Post time.'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8776488718743254759.post-2507153656584330425</id><published>2007-02-16T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:22:26.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>Created this blog out of boredom and feel that much must be discarded here to prevent breakdown &gt;_&lt;, may &lt;strong&gt;update&lt;/strong&gt; or maybe just &lt;strong&gt;discard&lt;/strong&gt; it=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: most likely I'll keep it and hopefully&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hints*&lt;/span&gt; helps me with blogskin =/&lt;br /&gt;More PS: heh, this blog address has inspiration from none other den &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;ngaifong&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8776488718743254759-2507153656584330425?l=b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/feeds/2507153656584330425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8776488718743254759&amp;postID=2507153656584330425' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2507153656584330425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8776488718743254759/posts/default/2507153656584330425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-i-n-g-l-e.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Bing Le</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680255009390037470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
