<?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-6741183147987868442</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:10:20.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The complicated life</title><subtitle type='html'>this is where the great escape occurs,
where you can be someone else,
where the outside world doesn't matter,
where impossible happens.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></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-6741183147987868442.post-3325145370394547683</id><published>2009-03-16T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:32:44.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscent of the times we've shared.</title><content type='html'>5 days of once in a lifetimes goodnesS.&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was great, and the stuff we did, the challenges we conquered, will stay in my HEART forever. Good times and Bad, no matter.&lt;br /&gt;Be it rowing our strength out in dragonboating; or testing our limits in mountain trekking;&lt;br /&gt;truly, i will nvr forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a song we sang on the last night; campfire;D-- ENTITILED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LINGER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, I want to linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, A little longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, a little longer here with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, it's such a perfect night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, it doesn't seem quite right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, that this should be my last with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, and come September&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, I will remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, Our camping days and friendship true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, and as the years go by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, i'll think of you and sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm, this is goodnight and not goodbye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brings back all the memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but now i wld like to extent thanks to&lt;br /&gt;JAY, our very tormented instructor.&lt;br /&gt;THINEE(i have no idea how to spell it, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;MS TEO, FOR BEING A AWESOME REPLACEMENT;D;D;D&lt;br /&gt;THE CLASS, for being themselves.&lt;br /&gt;THE locals at indonesia who helped me down the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly &lt;strong&gt;MY AWESOME GOD,&lt;/strong&gt; for protecting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great is your love, poured out for all.&lt;br /&gt;NAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-3325145370394547683?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/3325145370394547683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=3325145370394547683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3325145370394547683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3325145370394547683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/03/bintan.html' title='reminiscent of the times we&apos;ve shared.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4219435283024639293</id><published>2009-02-23T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:04:07.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curse.</title><content type='html'>"Its not the power of the curse, its the power YOU give the curse" ; or&lt;br /&gt;"Its not the power of the fear, its the power YOU give the fear to allow it to drive a stake into your heart, letting it have free reign over your emotions..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first quote i got from PENELOPE, the movie. ITs one of those feel good movies that lift your heart and gives a pleasing sensation after watching... a storyline of a piggirl finding true love after being imprisoned in her home as she had a PIG nose for 25 years.. so a very HAPPILY EVER AFTER story, which leave my thoughts/feelings/emotions in a heap of mushed up mess... i thought of crying but thoughts shall remain as mere thoughts and no more;D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd quote is from my "WISDOM", but really it speaks sense doesn't it? ;D OKIE, i gtg do A frigging MATHS!&lt;br /&gt;oh and 4.8 was AWESOME!- masochistic but YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;N-A-T. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4219435283024639293?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4219435283024639293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4219435283024639293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4219435283024639293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4219435283024639293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/02/curse.html' title='curse.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-6899824384603998878</id><published>2009-02-19T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:51:38.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm joining FLOORBALL.</title><content type='html'>as u can read, i'm joining FLOORBALL. the CCA that ends the latest and starts the earliest...&lt;br /&gt;yes, i wld nvr have joined it coz i'm not good at it, but theres so many IP 1s in it so what the heck. -_- .... i was also partially forced by joshua to embark on this new embarkment of LIFE... so THANKS A LOT JOSHUA!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so n0w its official. i have 2 CCAs. house comm and floorball(its not confirmed yet though). and the stupid house comm forced us to do cheerleading(&gt;o&lt;) which is quite gay coz i'm a flyer(the person who gets carried) because of my stature/weight/size/height but what the heck lar.. 0nce in a lifetime experience!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wwwoooo... nathaniel's doing CHEERLEADING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, theres lots of work so-&lt;br /&gt;bye.-&lt;br /&gt;nat-&lt;br /&gt;i love chinese!&lt;br /&gt;i love maths!&lt;br /&gt;i love cheerleading!&lt;br /&gt;i love floorball!&lt;br /&gt;i'm a habitual liar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-6899824384603998878?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/6899824384603998878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=6899824384603998878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/6899824384603998878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/6899824384603998878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-joining-floorball.html' title='i&apos;m joining FLOORBALL.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-6937548724079599972</id><published>2009-02-17T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:08:50.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MATHS.</title><content type='html'>so yes, i shall dedicate this post to JOSHUA AND WEI XUAN coz they helped me with MATHS HOMEWORK! yay! indices rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, who am i kidding? seriously, i'm just not EXPERTLY GREAT IN MATHS! somehow i can't grasp the fixed answer just like JOSHUA who goes around saying, " &lt;em&gt;oh, i'm good in maths, but i hate the subject&lt;/em&gt;..."-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i long for his genius---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, thank you joshua and wei xuan for making life &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; much easier for me! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, apparently, a CCA. as in softball hasnt replied, hockey hasnt called me up for trials, i dun wana go 4 bowling/air rifle trials, and floorball is just beckoning me to JOIN! ahhhh!! so confused-_-... aiyah! NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, we had lots of lessons;D.. i think LA and Lit is quite fun lar, coz both are subjects that i can actually understand... so erm, I LOVE IT! LA gave us a booklet to read(containing stories) and i already finished 3/4 of it? so INTERESTING! haha;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD'S going to japan soon so i'll pray for safety FOR HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAT'S GTG. THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO JOSHUA AND WEI XUAN ONCE AGAIN(&lt;em&gt;happy?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYEBYEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;N.A.T.L.Y.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-6937548724079599972?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/6937548724079599972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=6937548724079599972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/6937548724079599972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/6937548724079599972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-maths.html' title='I LOVE MATHS.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-7299587294285799477</id><published>2009-02-15T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:18:17.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singlehood.</title><content type='html'>Happy VALENTINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. ytd at service, SARAH shared about the right thing at the wrong time is the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i believe it wholeheartedly; and thats why i shall stay SINGLE until 21, coz getting into a BGR can only end in heartbreak or marriage, and thats not gonna happen anytime soon so yeah, i'm gonna stay single!. Its a covenant which i shall not break;D. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, YESTERDAY, i also went for DRAMA rehearsals! yay! I'M IT-NOSE.  hahahahh..  i have to speak in an ABUNDANCE of 's'es in my words, so its gonna be like " HEYS YOUS! HAPPIESSS VALENSSSSSS---TINESSSSS!!" I was already running out of saliva after rehearsing for about 2 hours.. so almost lost&lt;em&gt; the voice&lt;/em&gt; but saved it in time;D. BUT seriously, i think we did more stupid stuff at the rehearsals ytd then actually REHEARSE.-_- Adeeb( the guy incharge) was like playing stupid but FUN games like BANGBANGCHUCKEECHUCKEE, TONGUES TWISTERS AND ETC.( ask me and i'll show u;D) IT WAS SUPER FUN THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;And this is my FIRST SYF! WOOOOOOO!!! hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gtg do my friggin book review, but i'm GOING STRONG! (shall nvr procrastinate again, now CHIONGING ARHHH!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should've written more, but theres no time,&lt;br /&gt;N-A-T.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7299587294285799477?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/7299587294285799477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=7299587294285799477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7299587294285799477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7299587294285799477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/02/singlehood.html' title='Singlehood.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-5018275588442316226</id><published>2009-02-07T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:26:46.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orientation.</title><content type='html'>i shall begin by saying one thing and one thing only:&lt;br /&gt;THOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look up in the sky!---what!?&lt;br /&gt;here comes the lightning!--- AAHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;4-3-2-1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zap-zap-zap-pe-zap-zap-zap.... i can't hear u!&lt;br /&gt;zap-zap-zap-pe-zap-zap-zap.. one more time!&lt;br /&gt;zap-zap-zap-pe-zap-zap-zap[ stamp] THOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies , that was my orientation GRP cheer and thor ROCKS, and THOR SUAN ROCKS MORE.  ok mayb my v12 counterparts might say that IPO was much more FUN, but i enjoyed myself at this ORIENTATION.. i met new ppl, playd more games, made my muscles ache a lot, and shouted my voice hoarse, CHEERING MY HEART OUT. oh yeah, i love it. A LOT. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd the whole VJC( almost all, coz some ppl like SEAN just love their home too much to care abt their school) went to the FOUNTAIN OF WEALTH at SUNTEC and danced, cheered, ran around in circles our hearts out. i dun have any pictures but seriously, it was a night to rmb 4 e res of my LIFE. yeah. evry`1 was super enthu AND HIGH( even JOSHUA and that in itself is saying smething) and evry1 was running around the fountain cheeeeering for either their CCA, OLD SCHOOL, NEW CLASS, or smething that they were related to... it was so FUN! Ya, the VS PPL and CEDAR ppl had like a contest on who could cheer the loudest.. and due to overwhelming numbers, VS OBVIOUSLY WON.- duh -_-  Who cld beat VS lah? VS BOLEH!&lt;br /&gt;even aft the event, some V12 ppl still had energy to play stupid games like truth or dare! &gt;_&lt; AIYAZ... my clas vry bonded it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, it was great. and so the whole event left evry1 without a voice, sun burnt and happy all over;D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la victoria,&lt;br /&gt;Pokie-pokie!(insider joke_pls dun ask_)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-5018275588442316226?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/5018275588442316226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=5018275588442316226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/5018275588442316226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/5018275588442316226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation.html' title='orientation.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-8113873470217893478</id><published>2009-01-28T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:37:55.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another.</title><content type='html'>oh well, seems that my once normal life has been overturn by loud, crazy people. today was absolutely NO DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt;i went to school, learnt that i had a fricking total of 4 hours break in the whole day and only two activities, and slacked throughout. OF course 09v12 wasn't THAT normal, so u cld guess that many EXPLICIT activities were ongoing throughout the day. I Played taiti, bridge, CHEAT and yes, i owned. thank you very much. and since i had SOOOOO much time, i played FACEBOOK games, AGAIN!!! KINDA SICK OF IT, AND the fact that SOME* ppl can get so fricking high scores!!! \ watched WHOSE LINE?- enjoyed it with Joshua and Vishnu, the only ppl who can appreciate GOOD, no wait, GREAT humour!;D////&lt;br /&gt;////&lt;br /&gt;Sianz. so sianz. i really feel sad for one of my frens coz he didnt get the role in the drama he wanted... he's seriously a GREAT actor but life is unfair.. felt his disapointment and that was pretty saddening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE courses today were pretty helpful, as i never really went to a fruitful ppt class/ oral class be4, so THANKS Vj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and btw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARENCE!- though its tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;NAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-8113873470217893478?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/8113873470217893478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=8113873470217893478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/8113873470217893478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/8113873470217893478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/another.html' title='Another.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-3160811823915783043</id><published>2009-01-24T17:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:56:48.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALITY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;chinese is a reality. no matter how i try to run, it always catches me and like gives me a huge SLAP on the face. IN VIP its worst, i've got to read like a suppa thick chinese book in a shortshort period of time it freaks me out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, played tennis and table soccer with parents today... the most 'excitable' thing i can say... since my whole day has been wasted on the stupid project and addictive facebook games( OH THEY SIMPLY ROCK!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH. TENNIS ROCKS BTW. i'm getting better(not really) and i almost won my MUM. ALMOST.&lt;br /&gt;i was like leading the first 2 sets then she came from behind, backstabbed me, and won the game... NOT FAIR! nvr give noobs like me chance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this is an OPEN INVITATION to anyone who wants to challenge this noob(ME) to a game of 1 on 1 tennis. I'll beat your A*S!!!(it'll most probably be the opposite but WHO CARES?)&lt;br /&gt;its all in the name of sportsmanship;D;D&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious, but of course there are 3 conditions:&lt;br /&gt;1. i must know you.&lt;br /&gt;2. you cannot be a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;3. i must be taller than you( haha, rules out all the possibilities!- except sam of course;D(sorry, no offense))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVRTHELESS, even in failure came success!&lt;br /&gt;i BEAT my dad in table soccer.YEAH!... no disrespect of course...&lt;br /&gt;NOW THIS IS A 'SPORT' I'M GOOD AT!--- yay!&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, the new word challenge high score dude,&lt;br /&gt;NAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and btw, happy bday ALEX + SHERILYNN. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-3160811823915783043?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/3160811823915783043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=3160811823915783043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3160811823915783043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3160811823915783043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/reality.html' title='REALITY.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1675558145997783095</id><published>2009-01-23T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:51:13.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY. an eventful day.</title><content type='html'>WAH, today was ULTIMATELY EVENTFUL- and thus ME VERY STRESSED!&lt;br /&gt;And so i shall write a noobish poem to describe it!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out when i woke up late,&lt;br /&gt;at 6.19 am, my watch said,&lt;br /&gt;got ready for the hotdogs that my dad paid,&lt;br /&gt;and had a little TUMMY ACHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad drove me to school,&lt;br /&gt;and doing what i had to do,&lt;br /&gt;according to my faithful rule,&lt;br /&gt;i said to dad a little "thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to assembly,&lt;br /&gt;and sang proud,&lt;br /&gt;the national anthem,&lt;br /&gt;i sang "SO" loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in a blink,&lt;br /&gt;we were made to think,&lt;br /&gt;by the test of the language diagnostic- thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought and tried,&lt;br /&gt;the complicatd test,&lt;br /&gt;that asked questions that required my all,&lt;br /&gt;and i gave it my very best;&lt;br /&gt;no more, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quickly, it was finished,&lt;br /&gt;no more could be done,&lt;br /&gt;and in just seconds,&lt;br /&gt;i had to sell the Hotdog buns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;my plan was failing!&lt;br /&gt;the hotdogs looked disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;but it came to a much sweeter ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM!BAM!&lt;br /&gt;shouts and SCREAMS erupted,&lt;br /&gt;friends, teachers came,&lt;br /&gt;and our sale was no longer disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sold them quick,&lt;br /&gt;we sold them fast.&lt;br /&gt;on sticks and bread,&lt;br /&gt;until. they were none at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money we made,&lt;br /&gt;joy we shared,&lt;br /&gt;laughter we gave,&lt;br /&gt;stress we beared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09v12,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of ALL of you.&lt;br /&gt;for coming together, strong,&lt;br /&gt;for memories that will last so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll say thank you,&lt;br /&gt;with a grateful heart,&lt;br /&gt;and i can say safetly,&lt;br /&gt;we are a class that never gives up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem, however noobish, goes out to my v12 Buddiez!&lt;br /&gt;Good job guys&gt;_&lt;--- we made like 100 bucks!! AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Joy is the feeling of grinning inside."&lt;br /&gt;- Melba Colgrove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grinning inside,&lt;br /&gt;Nat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1675558145997783095?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1675558145997783095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1675558145997783095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1675558145997783095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1675558145997783095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-eventful-day.html' title='CNY. an eventful day.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-3470072859211335680</id><published>2009-01-21T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:45:38.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday.</title><content type='html'>today was a sleepy day. i have massive eyebags hanging from my eyes... and i almost slept in class... I MUST SLEEP MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so very quickly i shall say that the BRAIN CHALLENGE ON FACEBOOK hurt my feelings coz it said my brain was the same as a gorilla;(.. i'm soo sad.. buT THE GOOD THING WAS THAT no matter how laggy my com was( i'm NOT making up excuses), I STILL BEAT GAURAV. if i can rmb, his brain was like the size of a goat or something... but nvm that! today i learnt something!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09v12 can never stop or prevent themselves from creating a chaotic but SUPPA STUPIDLY FARNY situation that is SO dumb that i'll have to tell my self that i'm in a JC and i'm actually surrounded by unusual 15 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like always, REN JIE AND BRANDON WERE  being extremely WRONG. Jolene was spastic. and GAURAV HUNG AN UMBRELLA ONTO THE LIGHTS. That leads me to think that HALF MY CLASS is slightly retarted. Coz they began throwing random stuff into the umbrella JUST FOR FUN. -_-...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, aft that went for prayer(13 ppl turned up) and spoke in tongues! for abt 15 mins plusplus? Dunno why but my voice was VERY TIRED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPER SLEEPY NOW BUT I'LL LEAVE U WIF THIS QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"There may be peace without joy, and joy without peace, but the two combined make happiness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;- John Buchan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO, WITH PEACE AND JOY,&lt;br /&gt;NATHANIEL FEELING HAPPINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, VJ ROX MY WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-3470072859211335680?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/3470072859211335680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=3470072859211335680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3470072859211335680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3470072859211335680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday.html' title='wednesday.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1430176723813433444</id><published>2009-01-20T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:29:45.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of an FACEBOOK ADDICT.</title><content type='html'>ok, mayb i'mm not THAT addicted but nvm that, I LOVE WORD CHALLENGE. though i pretty much suck at it... but its GREAT coz it like stimulates the mind and actually improves my quick thinking and english. Whoevers reading this, pls go add me if U have a facebook account in the first place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moving on to todays crazy stuff. ON THE BUS to alexandra( btw a VERY clean and nice hospital), everyone's WILDWILDWILD side sort of like burst out.. coz my shameless clsmates were singing at the top of their voice random songs in the BUS.. so ok....... but then u know wad? The guys started singing a cheer of all things IN A BUS! it was something abt BRANDON taking ppl on or something...&lt;br /&gt;My class is wierd. at least got mature and sensible enough ppl like JOSHUA AND SEAN AND WEI XUAN AND SOO KAI who at least act their age... BUt who am I TO say? whenever i say to anyone:" OOI! GROW UP"&lt;br /&gt;they'll always like reBUTT and say " YOU LEH?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, pls let me grow taller. ASAP. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sigh] the bus back was equally as crazy. And e thing was that AUDREY of all ppl was sitting in frontt of me! Lemme talk abt audrey by saying that she's the LOUDEST of ppl i've ever met. she has probably 20 voice boxes in her throat... SHE'S THE DEFINITION OF LOUD. period. &lt;br /&gt;to make matters louder, she sat near MARIE. the girl with the FUNNIEST laugh. and so mix them together, u get EAR-PIERCING, GROUND SHAKING, CHAINS BREAKING SOUNDS that made me half deaf today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm that, The project that we have to do is seriously confusing.. and it has taken out my brain juice... Wah lao... and Soo kai grp like SOOO pro lah!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just say this to end. Sean told me a bunch of quotes and this one hit me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter how U see ureself, Know that u mean something to some else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER GIVE IN,&lt;br /&gt;your fren,&lt;br /&gt;NAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1430176723813433444?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1430176723813433444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1430176723813433444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1430176723813433444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1430176723813433444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/confessions-of-facebook-addict.html' title='Confessions of an FACEBOOK ADDICT.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-2003764908363384652</id><published>2009-01-19T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:48:25.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday MUMMY!</title><content type='html'>Wanna wish my mum a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! and i really wna thank God that he gave me such a GREAT mum... YA, ALSO, i'm SO proud of harold coz he's gonna start a SCHOOL cell!- he really is great man!&lt;br /&gt;oK, other stuff like also wishing XUAN JIE, JOEL AND BRYAN(IP SENIOR) A happy birthday!! yupp, yes... i just wna say that the vid we watched in class today gave another GOOD QUOTE(imma quote person mah!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Failing often means succeeding faster"-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; guy with funny moustache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was from a I&amp;amp;E vid so like quite queer and wierd.. so ya... i won't criticise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one i saw ytd and yes, it meant a lot.. no matter the youthfulness of age, WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Stacia Tauscher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth by nature, seeking child-like faith,&lt;br /&gt;NAT- i wanna be more like JESUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-2003764908363384652?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/2003764908363384652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=2003764908363384652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2003764908363384652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2003764908363384652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='Happy birthday MUMMY!'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4702850859184116375</id><published>2009-01-15T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:19:10.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgot one tinnie little thing..</title><content type='html'>WE FREAKIN WON THE FREAKIN IPO(INTERGRATED PROGRAMME ORIENTATION) WITH OUR FREAKIN AWESOME, FREAKIN MARVELLOUS, FREAKIN SPECTACULAR AWESOMENESS, AND THE FREAKIN FEELING WAS FREAKIN EXTRANOMICAL( DID I SPELL THAT FREAKIN CORRECTLY?) AND 09V12 FREAKIN ROCKS AND WE HAVE THE BEST FREAKIN SENIORS AND PSLs AND THE BEST FREAKIN CHEERS THAT TOTALLY ARE SO FREAKIN ME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp, thats it. and who thought i couldn't use 12 'freakin' words in one blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GDNITE, I CAN'T BELIEVE WE WON,&lt;br /&gt;NAT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4702850859184116375?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4702850859184116375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4702850859184116375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4702850859184116375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4702850859184116375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/forgot-one-tinnie-little-thing.html' title='forgot one tinnie little thing..'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-2934427563018272148</id><published>2009-01-15T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:58:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>READ..</title><content type='html'>HI! well, today i learnt and heard a LOT of quotes. like&lt;br /&gt;" Never procrastinate!"- HERE i learnt that i shouldn't say i'll do my blog but doesn't&lt;br /&gt;" CREATIVITY is like a wild horse; --it can never really get caught but yet very powerful"- Hmm, very wise rite?&lt;br /&gt;" We must get passionate to release its( creativity) ENERGY"- Here i learnt that your mind is either sick or pure.( YOU MADE IT SICK.)&lt;br /&gt;ok, i heard all this stuff from a I&amp;amp;E talk that VJ gave to ask.. abt design and wad nots.( i made up the first quote coz its seriously 'FOR ME')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy called steve came and talk abt eco ponds, innovation, skepticism, excitement and etc.etc. he like uses killed chicks to signify killed ideas so YES, sadistic. I have no idea why i felt sick/disgusted/happy/annoyed/irritated/having the urge to laugh all at the same time in that room... very wierd.. maybe its becoz of the LONG pants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY FOR LONG PANTS.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;\\\\&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my new classmates were segregated... GIRLS/GUYS&lt;br /&gt; and then there within the guys were the Iphone ice hockey/ DOTA/ LAN community which were OBSESSED with speed hacks/CS SOURCE/ and LAN(obvious). I MEAN LIKE, u can like something but please dun be OBSESSED right... its like GAURAV WAS SHOUTING: " eh! lets have an ice-hockey tournament!" and JOSHUA and SEAN gave the "ARE YOU KIDDIN ME?" look . so ya, very wierd.. i'm trying to be friendly to everyone but its seriously tough. I've got to act differently to different ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also met some of the VS guys on the bus today.. the track and field buddies! they told me VS stories that i doubtedly miss , coz THEY ARE OUTRAGEOUS. like wad one VS dude has been doing that shocks me lah.. has our generation become shameless? we are doing so many things on impulse that we dun care abt the consequences.. LIKE WE ARE ABV THE LAW- but we are not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i also wanted to apologized to everyone who has told me their name but i forgot.. i'm really BAD and memory work.. SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;kk gtg.&lt;br /&gt;"genesis 15:1--- Don't be afraid.. I'M your shield."&lt;br /&gt;God bless YOU and your household,&lt;br /&gt;NATHANIEL AARON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-2934427563018272148?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/2934427563018272148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=2934427563018272148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2934427563018272148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2934427563018272148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/read.html' title='READ..'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4710106500378454793</id><published>2008-12-12T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:35:24.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK.</title><content type='html'>Hello! Apparently my brain tells me to blog so here i am! I'm in EUROPE now, so I'm posting from an ITALIAN hotel at 6 plus in the morning=]=]- can't slp mah. So i just want to say that this entry is for sole purpose of recording the experience i had in WONDERFUL EUROPE so as i type away in italy, read this( but onlyu if u hav tons of time and nothing better to do coz this entry is abt 2000 words long, so ya.. ARIVADA- CEH( bye bye in italian, i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUROTRIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: all “we”s refer to my mum, dad and awesomely, wonderful ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: touch down at Heathrow London airport on the A380 airbus!! WOW. So big ah! But too bad couldn’t check out the entire bus coz guess what… I had NO GUTS WHATSOEVER to move on pass the economy class to the business class coz I scared they say: “ eh, boy ah, u go where, lost your mummy isit?” this happens because of the fact that I’m a short individual with a slightly small stature. And that is why ppl think I’m a 9/10/11/12 year old (as u liked it);];]. After leaving airport then get, car, talk abt sme insurance thingy, then go wrong hotel, then waste time, then go right hotel, then ta-pao MACS( UK macs not bad la ) eat BIG MAC, go back hotel room.. ya-di-ya-da-ya-da… sleep then wake up to---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2!: woke up at abt 5.30 A.M. in the fricking morning- if ure smart u wld know that the time in London is 8 hours earlier and that is simply why I’m not accustomed to the time zone/ sleep zone/ some other chim thing that makes no diff.. but anyways, woke up at 5.30, watch tv, play PSP, slack.. slack… then at 8.30A.M. in the morning, we set off to Windsor castle or somewhere around it lah. And since its so fricking early in the morning, the streets were literally empty.. till we saw some Japanese guys walking in packs, and gasping in utter bewilderment abt the beauty of the place( or some other stuff coz I dun understand japanese- apart from “ALIGATOK DAIZAIMAZ”- and I just know I spelt it wrong. “hai ya!!!” ) nevertheless,  we ate BREAKFAST at the great Mcdonalds, I ate sausage MCmuffin which was a little bland but fulfilling and drank HOT CHOCOLATE:pp XD.. aft that, we went to see a few stuff, bought a souvenir.. and err.. u know the type of name stuff they sell in souvenir shops like a name carved in wood or plastic or pig skin?  I actually saw a chocolate with names on it… very innovative I wld say, and if I were rich, I wld have bought them for u, random reader! ( they cost 5 pounds( 11.50 dollars) a piece). Moving on, we went into the castle and at began to take photos but to our utter shock, some half-bald brit shouted: “ NO PHOTOGRAPHS.” The thing was that he was bellowing at the top of his voice, in an enclosed area!! So all the ppl in the area looked at me and stared. Red-faced and humiliated, I trudged my way into the castle, picked up one of those cool remote control thingy that gave a commentary abt the castle and wad not, and began THE TOUR.&lt;br /&gt;The castle was HUGE X5. It was like the size of 9 vivocities, and it even had its own rugby field and chapel/cemetery(coz all the dead royalty are buried here). But the impressive thing was that the rooms of the royalty were humongous. And every single one of them had like 10 or more murials, paintings and portraits. But more than just magnificent beauty, the commentary explained that it was a fortress of impeccable defense due to its mighty walls and the fact that it was perched on high ground and accessibility was strained. So I went into the hall, king’s bedroom, king’s study, waterloo ballroom or something, queen’s study, bla-bla-bla… and the tour was over! One interesting thing abt this castle was that it was set on fire internally in 1992. I mean, what castle in the world would be so carelessly stupid in setting a fire? The fire burnt down loads of rooms, paintings, damaged the floor, chandelier etc etc. I always thought that castle were the safest places on earth, but apparently, anything can go wrong. Finally, the last thing I checked out was the QUEEN’S DOLL HOUSE and some exhibition about PRINCE CHARLES. I learnt two things that moment, ROYALTY ARE PAMPERED COZ THEY ARE FRICKING RICH. The doll house itself is so intricate and beautiful that I just know it coz a bomb to make. But I guess that royalty gives u privileges( free stuff).  The other thing I learnt was that PRINCE CHARLES must be a sad man coz he is 60 already and he still isn’t the king! I mean like when he eventually becomes the king, he wld be SUPPA old lar. Anyways, I think that royalty have lesser power these days… almost everything is controlled by politics and politicians.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, once we left the Windsor castle thingy we went to a sub-urban town called STRATFORD.  It was a sweet place with many shops like DOLCE AND GABBANA, HMV AND A RESTAURANT CALLED PEiLLINI. It was Italian and that was where we ate our second dinner in Europe. I had a SPAGHETTI GABINE, a seafood pasta that had lots of lots of prawns=]=]=]!! BON APPETITE=]. but that was not the reason we went to this town. We came here to see stuff about SHAKESPEARE, his birthplace, his wife’s place and his grandson in-law’s place. I gained knowledge about 1500s living and more abt William Shakespeare’s life. Firstly, he 1st saw the light of day in his own hse! John Shakespeare and his wife gave birth to him right beside their bed!( no hospitals at that time.) I know that’s gross coz all the icky fluids and goo will be on the floor right next to where they slept, and they’ll be smelling it all night. But another thing I learnt was that ppl in those days didn’t sleep straight on he bed. Instead, they slept upright, to prevent blockage of nose coz in those days, people were largely infected by the horrible smoke and pollution( river thames was 10 times more polluted than the Singapore river at its worst). Furthermore, ppl those days drank ale( even the little children!) coz the water from river thames was polluted and those extremely poisonous. It was safer drinking ale( in case u were wonderin’, ale is something like beer.)&lt;br /&gt;So as we explored the town after going to the Shakespeare thingy, We shopped around in the afternoon, and I bought a splendid, super duper TOP-PIECE(collar-shirt, tie, and VEST-XD) for abt 24 pounds- I know abit EX but it was seriously worth it=]=]. that night we stayed in a hotel called THE FALCON. It was a small room, but nevertheless, it was cozy and warm=]=]. I chatted with JERYL TAN, BEN A and AMANDA HSIUNG online. Those ppl were nocturnal and psycho coz it was like 8pm in startford but  4 am in SINGAPORE! I mean, SERIOUSLY, who stays up THAT late! I’m seriously freaked out. What DO THOSE GUYS DO? Then I went to sleep at 8.30 plusplus++=]=].&lt;br /&gt;So Stratford was great and all… but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3!: It came pretty fast! All English breakfast at the hotel- BACON, SAUSAGE, SCRAMBLED EGGS, BAKED BEANS, TOAST, CEREAL AND ORANGE JUICE=]=] one of the biggest breakfast I ever had, it was certainly fulfilling[;p] from then on, we went to BATH, the town named after the roman bath, a natural hot spring that the romans named when they conquered brittania. It was used as a public sample where Roman soldiers and others gathered to relax and enjoy the hot steam bath. It was also a religious place where the Romans worshipped Minerva, the goddess of hot steam or somethin’… so we were in bath, and all the road signs were on buildings(unlike SINGAPORE WHOSE SIGNS WERE ON METAL PIECES THAT POINTED THE WAY thus SO much clearer). Anyways, there was a daniel street, so daddy was pretty HAPPY, coz his egoistic and loves his name (JUST KIDDIN’-S-E-R-I-O-U-S). &lt;br /&gt;So the ‘hotel’ we stayed in was called the wentworth house hotel. Well, the ‘ hotel’ we stayed was more of a Bed and Breakfast but they probably called it a ‘hotel’ just to attract guest, coz that night only 2 rooms were booked: us and a old british couple. So it was like spooky, and I dunno why, but I always felt like a serial killer was going to burst into our room and kill us all. Yupp, I was psychotic, but maybe that was the result of the lack of heaters! Understand that the temperature In Bath was below 0 degree celcius at night so with only 2 mediocre heaters in the room, I was FREEEEZING. It was FRIGGING cold. So moving back to my psychotic thoughts, I put the chair in the room underneath the door knob( if there were serial killers, I would know because of the sound they would make when pushing against the chair. So I went to sleep with the extra sense of security, and slept at 9P.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:woke up at 3.30A.M. it might seem dreadfully early, but the day before I slept in the car for abt 1 half hours and added to the 6 half hours I slept here, I slept for an accumulated amount of 8 HOURS. So it was sufficient, and maybe normal for an early waker like myself- I’M SERIOUS! Slacked around in the bed for another half an hour or so, then started writing this journal/blog/thing, for abt 40 minutes, then went back to sleep. But I couldn’t sleep, so at 5.30am, I AROUSED and washed up, and got ready for breakfast which was abit small- eggs, sausage, cereal, toast and tea( they use clumps of sugar instead of packets.) it was fulfilling, and I even though it was a little disappointing stay, I thanked God for at least the privilege to even come to Europe. Anyway, we did come to Europe to enjoy ourselves, and complaining brings sadness. So we left the hotel, and went to the Roman Bath-very fulfilling experience, as I learnt lots abt history, about the romans and old brittania. The Bath itself was about 95 degree celcius itself as it came from beneath the earth(crust) and it contained lots of stuff- I can think of MANURE OF ALL KINDS( shit, as anything and everything went in to the bath. Probably had pee too), JEWERLLERY( amazing right? Apparently all the rich folks wore their rings into the bath and didn’t come out with them) and OTHER RANDOM STUFF like stones, plates, iron stuff, shoe ETC. even the old roof above the bath fell into the bath because of bad natural conditions! We got lost and then went to the glass blowing shop and saw 2 men blowing glass very expertly and managed to stamp intricate designs.&lt;br /&gt;It was about 1pm when we made our way to STONEHENGE- a bunch of stones that were MYSTERIOUSLY placed there by something or someone. I would like to think it was MERLIN, the wizard from King Arthur and the knights, who put it there for some mystical reason or FOR FUN. Half of the Stonehenge has dissipated or disappeared over the 500 years of its existence and now it looks less majestic but still it was a memory that has etched itself into the depths of my complex mind. Ooh ya, I also walked on very wet mud so my beautiful black shiny nikes were R-U-I-N-E-D. I’M SAD.&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded back to London to catch the flight to ROME, where we would be joining the land tour with CHAN brothers. So we had dinner( THAI CURRY RICE) and stayed at RAMADA( sounds malay right? LOL) which was my fav hotel coz I watched SIMPSONS! I LOVE SIMPSONS! I slept at 9pm, and woke up at 3.50AM on,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: went to airport, and I didn’t feel THAT tired for some STRANGE, MYSTERIOUS,&lt;br /&gt;MYSTICAL, WEIRD, LUNATIC REASON. Took a MERCEDES cab to the airport, then an ALITALIA PLANE to ROME.&lt;br /&gt;TOUCHDOWN! When I landed in ROME, the temperature was AWESOME- not too cold and not too hot. 13 degrees celcius, and u shld seriously come to ROME=]=]. We met up with the Chan brother ppl there and started the tour BY EATING LUNCH AT A Chinese restaurant… I mean, I dun come to Italy/ Europe to eat frigging Chinese food. But anyways, it was tasty and thankfully didn’t have bird flu. HALLELUJAH PRAISE THE LORD.&lt;br /&gt;After going to china in Italy( restaurant called the GRAN CINESE- I think that they spelt it wrong ( gran- suppose to be GRANDE.), we made our way to the COLLOSEUM. 0.o- waaaaaaa. It was super huge, like national stadium but bigger and more impressive. The tour guide warned us that we had to watch out for pickpockets( gypsies) as they came in all shapes and sizes, boy/men/girl/women, act as tourist/rich business men/ gangsta/ poser/etc. So the coliseum was MAJESTIC, IMAGINE 80 huge arches, each 2 plus metre wide surrounding the circumference of the amphitheatre. AWESOMENESS.  A fact of the coliseum is that its about 2000 years old, and some of the stone originally built in had been taken away to build other stuff in ROME. ITS PURPOSE was to create a place for all the SADISTIC  roman soldiers and kings who had nothing better to do apart from seeing gladiators and animals fight in sand (they fight in sand so that the dead bodies can be get rid off easily). So u could say that the ROMANS were fantastic architects who had a thirst for blood too.&lt;br /&gt;Okay=]=] after the coliseum, we went to VATICAN CITY, THE SMALLEST COUNTRY IN THE ENTIRE WORLD BUT HAVING THE BIGGEST CHURCH IN EUROPE. It only consist of a HUGE CHURCH- ST. PETER BASILICA, AND ITS POPULATION OF 1- THE POPE HIMSELF. As I went into the church, this structure was more magnificent then the coliseum itself. It had magnificent works of art by all renowned artists like Leonardo da vinci and Michael Angelo. It had intricate statues, but the crazy thing was that its structure was about ten stories high, and about 186 metres wide. It can host up to 1800 people just inside the church, and thousands more just outside where the pope greets the people. If we had a church like that in SINGAPORE, imagine the amount of people we can attract. The day continued by us visiting a wishing fountain(called trevi fountain)- i’m NOT superstitious so i did not throw precious coins into the fountain, then went to the Spanish steps, a fleet of boring steps that had mediocre significance. Still took pictures there though=]=]. Mummy bought a Louis vutton handbag for mamamummy and i ate GELATO(ICE-CREAM-XD)&lt;br /&gt;Ate at an Italian restaurant, and the starter was a salty, porridgey substance that was NOT to my liking(yuck- who likes salty porridge? No one in the tour finished theirs 0.o), and the main course and dessert were chicken and chips and coffee cake respectively.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to a hotel with tiny lifts and slept at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: woke up at 4 because of a tiny bladder condition. Went back to sleep and woke up AGAIN at 6.30AM.  suppa tired lah. GO HAV BREAKFAST- HAM, SCRAMBLED EGGS, CEREAL AND ORANGE JUICE in twilight mode.  Then the tour bus took 4 HOURS for us to reach PISA, where they have the famous LEANING TOWER OF PISA and the most expensive sprite i have ever bought and drank in my ENTIRE LIFE. BOO-HOO... it costs EURO 4.50= SINGAPORE DOLLAR 9 FRIGGING BUCKS... anyways, i took some pictures ‘holdin’ the tower, like using camera trick or perspective. Its quite amazing that it CAN EVEN lean. Too bad i didn’t go in coz chan brothers says that “WE MUST STICK TO THE ITINARY.”&lt;br /&gt;SO as i’m a very good boy, I stuck to the itinary, and then the bus brought me to the city of beautiful art/statues- the CITY OF FLORENCE. DID YOU KNOW that Michael ANGELO was borned and buried there? There are a lot of of his NUDE statues there all with precise detail. GROSS, but thats ART=]=]. &lt;br /&gt;I toured FLORENCE, and its quite an interesting relic and its statues( of DAVID, from David and Goliath, was said to be MICHAEL ANGELO BEST WORK.-yes, david’s ‘down under’ is shown in its full glory. I’m not gay so I DIDN’T APPRECIATE IT THAT MUCH*) we ate at a fancy restaurant that night, called FRANCINI. First to last- spaghetti, lasagne, pork and chips( imma PORK HATER), and finally ICE CREAM for dessert. My stomach was shiverin after that. So went back to this hotel where i’m typing the final parts of this entry. (HOTEL IS CALLED DATINI, But who cares? Thank GOD they have FREE.FREE.FREE. internet and WIFI connection though=)=]. So, i’ll blog abt Europe once i go to a hotel with FREE INTERNET CONNECTION. BYEBYE.XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4710106500378454793?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4710106500378454793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4710106500378454793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4710106500378454793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4710106500378454793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-2574390345754567125</id><published>2008-06-03T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:10:09.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays!!</title><content type='html'>this is my 50th post but compared to SOME other ppl, its frickin' little.... i feeling SUPER bored at home because:&lt;br /&gt;1. i am an only child&lt;br /&gt;2. i tore my ligament, thus i cannot go for training&lt;br /&gt;and 3. i too fricking lazy to get out of the hse myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i hope that ure enjoying ureselves..&lt;br /&gt;i just watched austin powers( all 3 movies ) this week ad it was hilarious. i thgt no. 3 was my fav, but beyonce is a BAD actress. heather graham and elixabeth hurley who acted as austin powers partners in the 1st and second movie were much better and funnier.["oh, behave"[wink]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if u want to watch movies online, then this is a pretty good site. its not illegal coz u dont download it, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK THIS--- &lt;a href="http://watch-movies.net/"&gt;http://watch-movies.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go enjoy yourself.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaggadelic baby!--,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-2574390345754567125?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/2574390345754567125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=2574390345754567125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2574390345754567125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2574390345754567125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays.html' title='holidays!!'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4643963667343525457</id><published>2008-05-14T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:19:16.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what?...</title><content type='html'>i've sprained my ligament!!! or at least torn it... still the same lar... out of P.E for 1-2 weeks... damn sianzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............. gonna miss hockey training 4 rest of the week... this just saps away the little bit of chance i have left to play 4 nationals... feeling sad but nvm, i'll pick myself up and wrk harder, maybe can make it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna buy the mariah carey thing, yes on sat, and probably hope that a kind soul lends me Madonna;s album. not a big fan, but i need tuff to fill my baby Ipod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, whoevers reading this, if u have psp games, send it to me, then go and type in 'mad tv' into youtube's search portle. u WILL not regret it=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://practicalspeech.blogspot.com  "&gt;http://practicalspeech.blogspot.com   &lt;/a&gt;    --------check this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4643963667343525457?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4643963667343525457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4643963667343525457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4643963667343525457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4643963667343525457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/05/what.html' title='what?...'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-6899602088124588437</id><published>2008-05-12T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:06:22.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LWSjUe0FyxQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LWSjUe0FyxQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watch this vids which is extremely hilarious lor!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!!! then click menu and watch the other one where they make fun of chris crocker( who is the dud who is doing the crap )Ahahahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uEE3akeFeQU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uEE3akeFeQU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-6899602088124588437?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/6899602088124588437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=6899602088124588437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/6899602088124588437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/6899602088124588437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/05/watch-this-vids-which-is-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-7075020910373233419</id><published>2008-05-05T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:21:36.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurrah!!!(for nothing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/SB7tZ5M-7BI/AAAAAAAAADg/HsGON-wTvac/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196852049139919890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/SB7tZ5M-7BI/AAAAAAAAADg/HsGON-wTvac/s320/DSC00391.JPG" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah! i finally added the counter. and i'm guessing that around 300= ppl have visited this blog since i made it and i realised that its really little.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                        super nice chocolate-man biscuit-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i cant wait for the exams to finish, theres still maths, chinese(ahrr), english and Science. the papers today were tedious but not that diff 4 chi letter writing. i'm nt sure if i can do well but i hope i can do better for maths. i feel l ike i havent studied enuf so i must chiong now!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196851898816064514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/SB7tRJM-7AI/AAAAAAAAADY/74A5UQWYbZc/s320/E%3DMC2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after exam, i definitely* gonna buy mariah carey album: E=MC2 which includes an ipod skin so i can use it to protect my ipod classic baby!! but its 22.95 lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope u well u fellow muggers who are experiecing the exams now, so i say this to you, NEVER gve up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ure felllow mugger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nutz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(*i'm a habitual liar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7075020910373233419?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/7075020910373233419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=7075020910373233419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7075020910373233419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7075020910373233419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurrahfor-nothing.html' title='hurrah!!!(for nothing)'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/SB7tZ5M-7BI/AAAAAAAAADg/HsGON-wTvac/s72-c/DSC00391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-2711655690248099626</id><published>2008-05-01T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:14:48.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revision+at home=BORED</title><content type='html'>yeah, finally printed out  most of my histor notes- around 15 pages leh! and now continuing the ARDUOUS revision journey. the VIP deadline for registration is juz 9 days away but i havent found the time to do it yet!!! Aiyos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ure revision doing? mine is pretty pathetic. the fact that this is a blog post shows that i AM slacking and not revising. for the whole of yesterday i revise more than 8 hours okay!! becoz no school mah_------------( x-country B boys won 1st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of having a new blog that hosts quotes that might(*) inspire your day. this quotes either come from ure suggestions on the tagboardy(which i've since name "think.type.enter")&lt;br /&gt;, from me or a website that does this type of thing (but most are dumb and dont make sense).&lt;br /&gt;so wat do u think of this idea?(i can take critcism)       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try me, &lt;br /&gt;nutz-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-2711655690248099626?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/2711655690248099626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=2711655690248099626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2711655690248099626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/2711655690248099626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/05/revisionat-homebored.html' title='revision+at home=BORED'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4677786043523322916</id><published>2008-05-01T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:01:31.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.stranger.</title><content type='html'>juz heard yesterday that yuan xiang(some1 from my church) past away. i dont know who she was, neither have i ever met her. but i feel a strong sense of sorrow, coz no young person in the world deserves to die, at any cost, coz they havent lived their life to the finish line. maybe God has a purpose for this misfortune but nonetheless, this post would be dedicated to her. shes in heaven now anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also anothr case in which my ex-school- pei chun primary(i was there pri1-3) there was a kid[i'm sure u read bout' it] who got flung out of a school bus and died thru a concussion. i hate reading those kind of stories in the papers coz its very saddening to see a young kid die juz like that... but these things make u appreciate life and shows u that ure life is THAT fragile and that we MUST cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i hope tat all u reading this love, treasure and remember those around you, friends, family, and neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing you ALL THE BEST FOR EVRYTHING(esp. SA1 U students!)&lt;br /&gt;nutz*****:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4677786043523322916?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4677786043523322916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4677786043523322916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4677786043523322916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4677786043523322916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/05/hellostranger.html' title='hello.stranger.'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-7881487990673556106</id><published>2008-04-27T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:02:30.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banned !!!</title><content type='html'>i've got banned from my blog.... hilarious right? the tagboard really sux to the core!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YA AND I'M SICK AND TIRED OF the incessant nags given from... well you know... revision is a bore. and i'm not good at it, and thats probaably y i screwed on psle ca1 and lots of others...&lt;br /&gt;i guess revision is important....hiyas......so sian/.../.../..../...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping my teacher doesnt scold me on mon coz i lost the d**n compo paper which tells u wat to write, and now my mum is killin me for losing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i saw dylan 'put', tessa, erina and gloria(i think) at VIP!! really hope u guys r successful though my mom says if my attitude towards wrk doesnt change i dont deserve to get in...[ tats why i'm sad.... ] gd luck anyways/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOW confidence becoz of many reasons,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7881487990673556106?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/7881487990673556106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1833220705213820083</id><published>2008-04-26T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:18:51.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday evening=hate revision!!!</title><content type='html'>my mom has kept me had home, restricted me from going to youth service at church. she told me to revise and i'm frustrated. revision is really very idiotic. i cld revise on wednesday and thursday coz thursday is labour day and wednesday is a full day holiday given by my principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i dont wanna waste my saturday nights!!!!&lt;br /&gt;teachers also insane. chinese they gave a compo which i don understand... and now i lost it....d**n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pretty bad saturday night for me, so i hope that yours would be much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoyed wif .......&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1833220705213820083?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1833220705213820083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1833220705213820083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1833220705213820083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1833220705213820083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-eveninghate-revision_26.html' title='saturday evening=hate revision!!!'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4525612984825430331</id><published>2008-04-25T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:41:27.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again.[[</title><content type='html'>i've managed to stay back on blogging... hooray.&lt;br /&gt;i find that nowadays it takes LOADS o discipline to get me blogging...&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm promising myself to not stop...yeh!!&lt;br /&gt;i watched 'transporter 2' yesterday and it was a pretty nice show. fighting scenes were unrealistic cause the enemies actually went at him(jason statham) one at a time. i wasn't watching the fight ut the mistakes- i seem to look on the bad side of evrything, dunno why?...&lt;br /&gt;in the movie jason statham also said somethin like: "when u make a promise, don't break it." or something like that lah. i felt that it was pretty true and it teaches us that we shouldn't 'pang say' our frens in their time of nid.. in the movie he kept to his promise and saved evry1 so ya... typical action movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after saying so much, i like the pART when he drove the car from one building to another when there was a HUGE  gap between the buildings with pinpoint accuracy. unreal but nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was 1 more part that disturbed me A lOt= the blonde/tomboy-ish/sl**ty/deadly/kinda cool guns actress who played the big enemy guy's girl who is a main character of the show who always seem to wear slutty clothes like a bra. i dunno whether the editors knew that i the actress' bra was a erm....... c-thru....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, if ure reading this, i wanna thank y'al lots=]&lt;br /&gt;bye peeps or whoeva u are,&lt;br /&gt;nutz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nid sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4525612984825430331?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4525612984825430331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4525612984825430331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4525612984825430331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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my class who is d**n sarcastic. 2day he juz caught me a hypocrite( for no reason i promise) and i was like... look whose talkin idiot... =@!!!! frustrated, i ignored his nonsense coz he always does tis sort of idiotic stuff to evry1 around him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the bus home wif darius and CHESTER. i went on the 2nd floor of the bus(double decker mah) and i saw chester and darius going to sit on he same row seats(2 joined 1 lah) and i joked sayng that not enuf space coz chester too big... (just a JOKE ah?..) yah and thats abt it. also shared some vids wif darius on my ipod(my savings 1 hor)==]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming so i muz remind myself to REVISE, to all u sec school students, gd luck in ure exams and God Bless@!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;nutz..///::\\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1783585912526215557?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1783585912526215557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1783585912526215557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1783585912526215557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1783585912526215557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-drag.html' title='its been a drag=['/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-39783416949217372</id><published>2008-03-27T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:23:02.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh oh..</title><content type='html'>oh no.oh no. i havent blog since 20+days ago. this is so irritating. i ahve totally lost interest in BLOGGING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, obviously a lot has happened this few days, so 1st i'll start wif the fact that i gt screwed by some1 in school and i think that he hates me a lot(i know) that's why he's giving me a 'special' treatment. and when i say 'special', i mean he gives me a lot of trouble in school and its like he has somethin against me or something like that. that relly bugs me, ... A LOT.[humph..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun getit wif proud ppl. y do they hav to be so cocky and such and bug evry 1 around them?i pity ernest coz the whole class was shouting some nonsense against him to open a window when there was a bee outside the window. i dun understand y they hav to say tat when a close window wouldn't kill a man and that can't some1 like ernest make his own decisions in whether he wants to be bug by a bee or nt. soooooo petty lor.[ sigh ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am SO tired coz of hckey training in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-39783416949217372?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/39783416949217372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=39783416949217372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/39783416949217372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/39783416949217372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-oh.html' title='oh oh..'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-7392152532701733394</id><published>2008-03-06T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:32:35.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed school</title><content type='html'>went 2 nus high's invest 2day, at &lt;a href="mailto:8.45a.m!!!@%20so"&gt;8.45a.m!!! so&lt;/a&gt; obviously i missed school,, so slack lor.. hurrah for tmr is the last day of school term  1 yeahhhhhhhh... AWESOME!! let's hope i don get too mucch hmw from tmr lessons...&lt;br /&gt;3 A2s, chemistry: 74.9 history ad english miss A1 by 1 mark in exam paper, 1 C5: lit, 1F9: higher chinese(37.8[amazingly not the lowest or even 2nd lowest]) 2 A1s: D&amp;amp;t and maths(obvious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup o there u have it: my disapointing CA results..... aft missing school  2day, i realised tat i had a lot of time on my hands after the invest at 11.30a.m, and i felt carefree, no stress, no sweat, no radicule, no irritants, no SCHOOL. i needed this rest.. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly hope that mas selamat gets caught so that he wld not hurt any1, but i also wan him to learn from his lesson and that terrorism is a senseles and stupid thing to commit esp in singapore. go singapore police!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest scores:&lt;br /&gt;liverpool 4 west ham 0&lt;br /&gt;torres hat-trick i heard[congrats my dad and all scouser/liverpudians/ etc.&lt;br /&gt;i tink livpool won coz its my dad's b'day.. so happy b'day DAD!! and i f i 4get, happy b'day kunal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olympakios 0 chelsea 3&lt;br /&gt;pity for the greeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roma 2 real 1&lt;br /&gt;superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's:&lt;br /&gt;arsenal 2 milan 0&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes yes yes yes!!! adebayor and fabregas scores for the gunners@!!! so friggin happy rite now... i know a bit slow but i didn't watch the match that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course the madonna[singer] of soccer( its either you hate her or love her, in terms of man utd, its either u hate man utd or support it(no neutrals eh?))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man utd 1 lyon 0&lt;br /&gt;cristiano scores. painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooner says:&lt;br /&gt;bye bye, [signed] nutz/aaron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7392152532701733394?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/7392152532701733394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=7392152532701733394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7392152532701733394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7392152532701733394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/03/missed-school.html' title='missed school'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-7741647108464888475</id><published>2008-03-03T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:40:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so long...so long....&lt;br /&gt;so many days since i blogged.... if u do not want to read my pure opinion of vs, dun read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start of by sayin, " i'm sorry if i ever offended anyone, by makin u hate me, esp kunal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. wierd right? this days, i've been getting c**p in cls, by peers, and by evry1 else who has some problem wif me. kunal says i'm irritating, when he calls me a retart=.= evry1 is getting so sarcastic nowadays, esp cheng H. he's getting back to being his sec 1 start of year self, and he is pissing me orf. i hate it, not him, but his personality. evry1 can be a nice guy/gal, but once the idiotic self comes out, ... sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wan is respecting anyone in vs, so disappointed in the victorians... if i said that in class, some1 wld hav shouted, " shuddup, who gives u the right to say abt us" u CANNOT CRTICIZE youths i guess. vry high defensive level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a prefect is difficult, worst when almos evry one is an unreasonable jerk when i try to do my duty. i sorta shouted 'quiet' during the peer leaders class, and evry1 was like. "shuddup lah, u are making the noise 50% now la!!!" i shouldn't hav done it. now i know why. i'm not a teacher. i'm just a shrt bugger. i should've known, after all, i've known all along, victorians don respect victorians to a level where it shld be. how can i do my job as a prefect? evry1 tries to go wif the flow, bein some1 else personality, and i'll know how victorians wld after reading this, 'this guy is crazy, he's not reasonable enuf, anyway, he's juz an unreasonable prefect'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes i get vry irritating so i'll say it : i'm sorry evry1 i've offended.      again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the winds of tmorrow blow today, looking 4ward 2 a better future...&lt;br /&gt;nathaniel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7741647108464888475?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1976386784578640788</id><published>2008-02-21T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:56:02.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R71-wSHwT4I/AAAAAAAAADA/ztXyLaH4SUM/s1600-h/th_k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169427315254382466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R71-wSHwT4I/AAAAAAAAADA/ztXyLaH4SUM/s320/th_k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was the day we victorians took our mt papers( except the lucky few like LEO who escape from the stress as he takes french as 2nd language.) the paper was so confusing( only the compre la. so freaking beating around the bush, saying all the crap like" wei le gan qing, wei le quai le... continue a lot of "wei le" and other crap.&lt;br /&gt;so irritatin &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R71-wiHwT5I/AAAAAAAAADI/a0DkYpuA3rk/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169427319549349778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="156" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R71-wiHwT5I/AAAAAAAAADI/a0DkYpuA3rk/s320/DSC00481.JPG" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the pics are 3 victoria arsenal fans and pon and zi and an ostrich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1976386784578640788?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;gaga: that means u hav a pu***?&lt;br /&gt;omg. that was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something happened on the bus 2day. i went back wif dylan, we take 55, so he showed some SMSes on his phone la. .. .  one was like: she would hav gone out with me if she didn't hav jap....( from some1 else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like... wt..... that's so... hmmmm..... wierd. why on earth wld u want to share ure love life wif some1 else. and ure still so damn young!!!  ok maybe most will disagree( all u PLAYas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i advise al of y'alll to focus on ure studies and nt be in a relationship!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i've said what i've said and its only an opinion. so don go psycho and object to my views.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-5084008992907170755?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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all man u fans... abhi, lee, kunal etc etc for some reason i don feel that affected bby that.. maybe exams... hmmmm... &gt;_&lt; arhhhh. so bored rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assuredly yours.. my God,&lt;br /&gt;nutz:;;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4890840147057511719?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4890840147057511719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4890840147057511719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4890840147057511719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1516431957443087631</id><published>2008-02-15T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:41:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something dam* funny happened 2day! at abt 1.55pm , i went to pb room to slack and then naveen was there.!!so this was our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;[naveen hums a song: u gonna put the blame on me, on me ....]&lt;br /&gt;nav: do it on ure face lah idiot!!(as i zoom cam on him)&lt;br /&gt;nat:[ hehaha]...(pause) the 2 indian npcc officers(naveen and tarang)&lt;br /&gt;nav jacks(if that is correct spelling) me&lt;br /&gt;nat: omg!! omg!! he juz jacked me man!!(vrry ang moh( dunno why))&lt;br /&gt;nav: you were like so... wanting to be jacked la..&lt;br /&gt;nat: ok,.. someone's gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;nav: can go away ornot..&lt;br /&gt;nat: all eyes on naveen( walks toward naveen)&lt;br /&gt;nat: and jack!!!......omg!omg!&lt;br /&gt;nav: i only jack right, never pinch right u idiot![understand the last line??]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1516431957443087631?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1516431957443087631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1516431957443087631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1516431957443087631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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him: "wat's that fat guy/teacher's name ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that GUY then went to tell the teacher.... the rest is history. the teacher said being a student leader, i cant say that as it wld be a trump card against me and him.  i'm so sad now coz i became the vry person i despise.[dam**d]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm quite happy bout' the chem prac tat went 2daY.... i TINK i did OK.... only thing was that chester was getting psycho, like always, and stressed out of his head. SOOO distracting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKSTABBED!!!&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1474671901035072100?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1474671901035072100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1474671901035072100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1474671901035072100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1474671901035072100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/02/backstabbed-harhar.html' title='backstabbed[ harhar]'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-336144588258163603</id><published>2008-02-11T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:52:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k-k-k-c-r-a-p</title><content type='html'>i HATE keith&lt;br /&gt;yup i said it. i'm sorry.yup, but its TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;during lunch, for some reason(he goes retar*e* sometimes) he grabs my hand and holds my arm. i'm like,... what the.... so i try( u see, i use try) to shove a pea(whatsoeva innocent) into his shirt. he blocks it coz his taller and crushes the food i was holdin'. i was livid and PISSED ORFED. so i grabbed his specs and pulled it off(shortie move) and becoz he is the most revengeful type of person, he pulls mine off too.[ da*n it]  i then shout at him and try to fight back when the canteen uncle comes to intervene. he says: "le yi, le yi, don fight la, chinese new year already"&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, he started the whole *amn thing rite. he refuses to apologize, saying that i started it my shoving 'WASABI' into his shirt[tryin not to say vulgar wrds]uncle foo then takes out 30 cents and tells me:" le yi, take the money, don fight already ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, firstly, i wasnt goin to 'fight' anymore and secondly, i don nid ure ***n 30 cents!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz wanted j.r to apologize. and i wld hav too.[definitely, i am not the kind to hold onto a grudge]&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, he doesnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this was an anonymous blog, and i wasn't a christian, i wld be spouting out vulgarities for an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am angry,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-336144588258163603?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/336144588258163603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=336144588258163603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/336144588258163603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/336144588258163603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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yeAr'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-2126148092578657831</id><published>2008-02-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:58:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year!!</title><content type='html'>ok, the best money makin oppurtunities for youths is here yet again. i somehow do not understand why ppl shld gv us money, and i mean COLD, HARD CASH evry year. it would be said by me as 'DUMB' if i was an outssider (not chinese) and do not hav the pleasure of receiving 'hong baos'&lt;br /&gt; but if it is a 'win win' situation for me( as in i give away worthless and untasty oranges and in return i get money,so... ya) i dont care!!!! none of the receivers would, i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to all chinese youngsters out there, enjoy the red packets, the fellowship and the priceless experience of celebrating the chinese lunar new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all youths, pls be kind and thoghtful be4 you react rudely to ure elders becoz after all, they ARE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gong xi fa cai....&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-2126148092578657831?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/2126148092578657831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=2126148092578657831' title='0 Comments'/><link 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1 guy in my scool who is called gaga(4 shrt) [ and really i'm not kiddin']. he ju ta;lks like vry drama type, ermmm..u know like, vry girlish i wld say..i dun make fun of him but he speech juz makes u laugh. like at vs' drama nite. he acted as a woman  and really was pretty good at it, he was very dramatic and such. howeva, he gets bullied by juniors and seniors( almos evry1) all the time , they wld like say(mockin him): heyyyyyyy gagaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that bugs me, why, he IS unique and that's wat separates him from he rest.so dun be jealous and make fun of him victorians... but actually juz leave him alone, and admire his differences. he's really the most dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going gaga,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-413473172245945015?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4012398844475447036</id><published>2008-02-02T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T21:11:34.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sooooo confusing....!!</title><content type='html'>tis is the most confusin week eva... coz maybe of the unclear instructions from teachers and almos evry subject.. it is so frustratin' i cant believ it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya ...i also wanted to say that ... Tyra banks' show sucksssssssssssssss.!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its so boring how she hosts the show and the fact ppl are attendin are becoz they are fans of the great model.. or maybe tyra wld do them a favor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ellen' is a much better show coz she is a natural host, she is really a nice person who can talk well and juz a born host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz realised that so manyyyyyyyyy ppl are hypocrites.. abt 3/4 of the population...... it really irritates me if it goes ovrboard like siao... i get REALLY pissed orf .  juz yesterday all the hockey boys even the sec 1 s were makin' fun of evry1,.. so i joined in uncontrollably.. and now i'm a hypo myself.. i am vry disapointed so whoevas reading this. think be4 u act. Patience is a virtue.it helps lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day is arsenal vs man city [go arsenal]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4012398844475447036?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/4012398844475447036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=4012398844475447036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4012398844475447036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/4012398844475447036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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inspection, i realised that samuel lee and zhi hao's muscle were the same size, justin was HUGE, and iskanda was juz admirable... how i envy those that has been blessed wif height, muscles and the ability to keep their mouth shut when the time is not right and also to say the right things at the right time.... i seem nvr to hav any of those virtures, but i am tryin' vry hard to change[ prefect job is seriously on the line] so nvm.. my life is kinda miserable smtimes in sch when ppl juz go wierd wif me,.. then 4 some particular reason i go wierd tooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz heard tis mornin that liverpool LOST to west ham 1-0 &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha ars won 3-0, manu 2-0, chelsea 1-0&lt;br /&gt;an exact deja vu of the scores in the recent fa cup ties... and the ranking position of the final epl standings.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 11.45PM!!!AAARRRHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;nutz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dribbled away.. its diff bein small/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem yet again disapoints... i got 11/20 for two upon 10 papers[4+7], second lowest in class... highest 17/20 maybe quite close coz vry little percentage for the one i failed for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsenal are playin man u.. the ultimate shodown... fa cup... man u.... arsenal.. WATCH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so seeya later guyz,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-3995389443278623673?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/3995389443278623673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=3995389443278623673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3995389443278623673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3995389443278623673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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'leaders' respect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... got slammed by thivayan and lee 2day after sch,... dunno wats their prob go 'beat' me up.... was vry funny...thivayian esp.. when he open his big eyes... so menacing. lee juz seems so.... violent..hmmm..&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdday,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-3734193315922208373?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/3734193315922208373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=3734193315922208373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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this in the vs school library and the time is 10.50am!! ya thats rite, my awesome principal juz gave my whole sch half day startin from 9 am!![YEH!] anywways i am goin to the scgs as a guest for their investiture...so ya ... buts its vry far away la... so ya anyways i wif naveen rite now... he;'s tryin to find an emo blogskin..(what the...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm signing off now... byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7849162238183447069?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/7849162238183447069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=7849162238183447069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1whKQBcnLiQ&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;this ppl rox man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there are dancing crank that by soulja Boy:p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-7944737326754580678?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/7944737326754580678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=7944737326754580678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/7944737326754580678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tiring. to make things worse i almost dehydrated during trng la!!! aft that, i  went to complete my tedious macbeth mindmap[ so damn irritatin'] in the library.... then after that 55 came when i was just leaving the school la.. i looked at iyt and thggt- wat tha- my legs aching and i still nid to run afteer bus??!!!&lt;br /&gt;i ran after it..sprinting so fast i couldnt feel my legs. i reached the bus on time but i was so tired. i dropped onto the sit and almost fainted . then like allways i dropped down at one bustop to switch 2    854.... waited for 854 for 20+ mins. so pissed i couln't believe it.... an to mak it wors it was fully packed and stuffy.... and when i reached =)home, countless prjts awaited me.... so sianz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, i went to christian conference ignite, it was awesome, power-packed.... god is truely the god of alll coz he makes all ure sorrows and pains go away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2day is my mum's b'day, goonna go parkway buy her smthin'[dad and i]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's abt the summary for 3 days=]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-3870317994211676285?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/3870317994211676285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=3870317994211676285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3870317994211676285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/3870317994211676285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/01/thursdaystuff.html' title='thursday...stuff...'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-4523333230986475348</id><published>2008-01-16T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T19:46:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;it was yet another lethargic day in sch, where boredom seems to be evident everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;but at least i had pe, doing soccer. was really fun except for the part where justin(REAL BIG GUY) slide tackled into my groin area. it was pain at first, than luckily it subsided sooner or later....&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be annoyed by way j coz he keeps bugging me abt being short(i cant help it) and make irritatin remarks abt me bein a prefect and all... i dun know wats his prob la.. cheng hong also like damn sarcastic abt everything lor, dunno how he lives on if everyday he make sarcastic remarks abt evrything and evry1. he thinks that evry1 whos does somethin that to him is "lame" is actually a "loser", i mean like, he disturbs evry1, like for instance clarence juz cos he has a funny accent.&lt;br /&gt;but at least most ppl dun bug me anymore..(wheww!..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-4523333230986475348?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1443720665835838835</id><published>2008-01-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:01:34.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja vu</title><content type='html'>deja vu yet again...(read previous posts)&lt;br /&gt;overslept,cross road, 55,cross road, 70,rain,soaked. and that's abt it... pissed...&lt;br /&gt;but at least i helped a stranger by sharin' my umbrella wif her. she was waitin for her daughter to come fetch her from the path to my house( shes my neighbour)with an umbrella coz today was freaggin wet. ya so, a kind deed done:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly like yesterday, but with a little touch of care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1443720665835838835?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1443720665835838835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1443720665835838835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1443720665835838835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1443720665835838835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/01/deja-vu.html' title='Deja vu'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-8296371282641980578</id><published>2008-01-14T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T19:11:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainin' wet</title><content type='html'>it was pouring down on me today, heavy blotches of raindrops pitter' plattered' all over me. i was even more pissed when i missed the damn bus stop lah!!! i had to cross the road to take 55 then stop at one bus stop, walk all the way to the traffic light, cross the road, walk to the bus stop, take 70, walk back to my house, all in the damn rain la!!!my bag was drenched, my shoes were soaked and my socks were..... don want to mention it.... felt so uncomfortable and pissed offf....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; had to right about some compo on a blog(englishca2008.blogspot.com if you want see how bad it is) and my fingers were tired out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's abt it, apart from the fact that someone also pissed me off at school 2day....nvm.. all is forgiven... hmm... 2day i ganna pissed lots and lots.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont pis me orf&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-8296371282641980578?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/8296371282641980578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-1039694391209680191</id><published>2008-01-13T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T17:49:13.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mtv is so fake..</title><content type='html'>ok i just watched mtv's "my super sweet sixteen:aly and aj's playlist" and it made be vomit in my mouth. the show is abt 16 year olds plannin their birthday parties, and after watchin', i realised that mtv only picked spoilt rich kids to be on their show, because they simply caused more drama. i also hate the two hosts cause they give comments like' OMG, like she so dope and awesome'(-_-....hmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3Fp%3Dmtv%2Bsuper%2Bsweet%2Baly%2Band%2Baj%26ei%3DUTF-8%26fr%3Dyfp-t-501%26fp_ip%3DSG%26x%3Dwrt%26js%3D1%26ni%3D20&amp;amp;w=302&amp;amp;h=474&amp;amp;imgurl=static.flickr.com%2F208%2F499846348_4c069e10d5_m.jpg&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Fdavidgagne%2F499846348%2F&amp;amp;size=88.4kB&amp;amp;name=499846348_4c069e10d5.jpg&amp;amp;p=mtv+super+sweet+aly+and+aj&amp;amp;type=jpeg&amp;amp;no=1&amp;amp;tt=10&amp;amp;oid=199b292a373fefba&amp;amp;fusr=DavidGagne&amp;amp;tit=alyandaj.cropped&amp;amp;hurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Fdavidgagne%2F&amp;amp;ei=UTF-8&amp;amp;src=p"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that show can really make you hate mtv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, mtv makes up for that with the creative tv ad i've seen this year. it features denise and utt tellin' us more abt POP INC. and its content. i love it when utt does something to his leg.... its so lamely funny... you know? give me ure comments on taggy board...(ty)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-1039694391209680191?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/1039694391209680191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=1039694391209680191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1039694391209680191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/1039694391209680191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/01/mtv-is-so-fake.html' title='mtv is so fake..'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-266406621226691595</id><published>2008-01-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:35:50.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arsenal vs Birmingham</title><content type='html'>another epl match for yer'&lt;br /&gt;arsenal look to be having it easy on lowly birmingham although our centre backs are having some injuries problems... no worries, our team still surpasses with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebastian larsson's goal for birmingham's last game was crackin' hot, and he is in the line-up today. he was a former gunner too!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gunners,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-266406621226691595?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/266406621226691595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=266406621226691595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/266406621226691595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/266406621226691595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/01/arsenal-vs-birmingham.html' title='Arsenal vs Birmingham'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-2949444969886615853</id><published>2008-01-12T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:06:10.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a saturday...</title><content type='html'>today, i made someone real mad over something that i did horribly wrong. overwhelming shame crept over me, and i turned to my god and begged for forgiveness. oh god, please grant me patience and wisdom to my behavior...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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saturday...'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-8146748935548450566</id><published>2008-01-11T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:02:04.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts on blogging</title><content type='html'>ok, this is for an english assignment for my shool so other readers, just go along..i think blogging is unrestricted expressions and thoughts typed onto theinternet. it is forever as it cannot be deleted at other's will, furthermore, if the blogger doesn't reveal his identity, no one will ever no who or what you are! i feel that it helps to express someone's thoughts without most boundaries and thus helps them to be themselves. the internet that host blogging is a place where people can be someone else, where the great escape from reality occurs, this is where impossible happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off from school:)&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-8146748935548450566?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/8146748935548450566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=8146748935548450566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/8146748935548450566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/8146748935548450566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/01/thoughts-on-blogging.html' title='thoughts on blogging'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-8536469309513526658</id><published>2008-01-10T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:07:23.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homework start fillin in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4XuUFbekxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ct00ql1blp4/s1600-h/XTF6JCARWP1LWCAPETH8DCAXLPHHACAY1MURFCAOLQT03CA1QAJVUCAFM132PCA7RUHF8CAPDCEJ1CAWPABH0CASI1VTECA9C16AHCA6E444NCAICDQ2MCA77XOILCAW0P3S8CAQTH8QVCAYYV2TRCA6E52MI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153787377417622290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4XuUFbekxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ct00ql1blp4/s320/XTF6JCARWP1LWCAPETH8DCAXLPHHACAY1MURFCAOLQT03CA1QAJVUCAFM132PCA7RUHF8CAPDCEJ1CAWPABH0CASI1VTECA9C16AHCA6E444NCAICDQ2MCA77XOILCAW0P3S8CAQTH8QVCAYYV2TRCA6E52MI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chem,hist,math,d&amp;amp;t and lit are goin all out on giving hmw to us poor students. its not that is hard or anything but its like... so tedious la! it takes so long to complete. to make matters worst, for two important days where the teachers taught so much, i missed it!*(read previous blog). missing all the info really stinks caused i am so clueless about what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, arsenal drew wif totteham thanks to goals from jenas and walcott. so disappointed, thought it would be a clear victory for the gunners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&amp;amp;t class today.i had lots of trouble understanding the concept of researching, summarizing and whole lot of other complicated stuff.had a simple maths test today but not sure coz didn't come for lessons. i really hope to score full marks on that test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gunner 4eva,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-8536469309513526658?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/8536469309513526658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=8536469309513526658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/8536469309513526658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/8536469309513526658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/2008/01/homework-start-fillin-in.html' title='homework start fillin in...'/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4XuUFbekxI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ct00ql1blp4/s72-c/XTF6JCARWP1LWCAPETH8DCAXLPHHACAY1MURFCAOLQT03CA1QAJVUCAFM132PCA7RUHF8CAPDCEJ1CAWPABH0CASI1VTECA9C16AHCA6E444NCAICDQ2MCA77XOILCAW0P3S8CAQTH8QVCAYYV2TRCA6E52MI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-3186139016434229449</id><published>2008-01-09T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:22:59.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4TKX1bekwI/AAAAAAAAABo/lgDZf41CgNU/s1600-h/IM15UCAYAHRJ3CAJW1YW9CABH1BUUCASDTEMGCAJGH2BJCABG1UMZCARR3HW2CAA5E7XFCAB2OPCTCAJWYLOSCAGGHBG3CAMHYCU2CA210XKRCAS6W484CAOT9A3NCA6WO4LOCAT6KNXKCA81HJPFCASP6908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153466384446821122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4TKX1bekwI/AAAAAAAAABo/lgDZf41CgNU/s320/IM15UCAYAHRJ3CAJW1YW9CABH1BUUCASDTEMGCAJGH2BJCABG1UMZCARR3HW2CAA5E7XFCAB2OPCTCAJWYLOSCAGGHBG3CAMHYCU2CA210XKRCAS6W484CAOT9A3NCA6WO4LOCAT6KNXKCA81HJPFCASP6908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really hope that arsenal will be victorious in the match and( like always) beat totteham in the carling cup semi-finals.my predictions fr the final would be a chelsea vs arsenal final yet again unless everton can pull a heroic and beat chelsea at goodison park. the match is, i think tmr morning?and of course this guy is the main man of arsenal, but he may not be playing, but i stillcheer him on..go fabregas!he's awesome!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya, anyways, everyone out there, i wish you a very blessed january.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing off for the 3rd time:&amp;amp;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nutz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>Nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03144188776913607451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4SpJVbeksI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jwcXgEuFhRM/S220/Photo+226.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9q7UadwDBjU/R4TKX1bekwI/AAAAAAAAABo/lgDZf41CgNU/s72-c/IM15UCAYAHRJ3CAJW1YW9CABH1BUUCASDTEMGCAJGH2BJCABG1UMZCARR3HW2CAA5E7XFCAB2OPCTCAJWYLOSCAGGHBG3CAMHYCU2CA210XKRCAS6W484CAOT9A3NCA6WO4LOCAT6KNXKCA81HJPFCASP6908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741183147987868442.post-755476529446844650</id><published>2008-01-09T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:31:23.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 2 and i'm still sick..soo sian at home ... i think i missed out lots 2day at class but thanks to russel i'm doing my hmw now. chem and hist, i went 2 sch 4 1st half of day than suddenly got bad stomach pain like,.. even worst than gastric.!go sick bay than the m'am very nice let me lie down on the sick bay bed and LEFT ME ALONE!!i hate it when teacher keep on askin "boy you ok or not " like 20 times in pri sch. ppl so tired and sick still nid ask meh????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the nxt half day at home and watched some tv shows like FA cup highlights and nickolodean. ok guys, maybe it isn't my age, but trust me guys, its cartoons content for spongebob, jimmy neutron and danny phantom is really pretty good.the storyboard writers at nicks are really creative for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, congrats kenny, larry and russell coz lucky chelsea won thanks to stupid shawn wright phillips(why name so long wan!?:*) and own goal by lescott. luck la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope arsenal win league cup now that our team is much stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really hope that god will heal me from all my injuries and sicknesses:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise god 4ever,&lt;br /&gt;nutz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6741183147987868442-755476529446844650?l=whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whereimpossiblehappens.blogspot.com/feeds/755476529446844650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6741183147987868442&amp;postID=755476529446844650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/755476529446844650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741183147987868442/posts/default/755476529446844650'/><link rel='alternate' 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