<?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-16892422</id><updated>2011-08-06T04:20:36.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got heng factor u dun have!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-115824992271267983</id><published>2006-09-15T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T00:05:22.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm blogging because its a special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS SYAZ 17TH BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOU CACAT AND CRAZY GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-115824992271267983?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/115824992271267983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=115824992271267983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/115824992271267983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/115824992271267983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-blogging-because-its-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114822536874514914</id><published>2006-05-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:29:28.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok, i know you're very very surprised that its no longer fairul's STUPID CACAT NATIVE face here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost forgot i have a blog till someone(i forgot who) said, "can you please update your blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just replied, "aiya i lazy lah!"&lt;br /&gt;in my heart was, "eh ya i got blog ah i forgot about it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to reply that tags because... KNN U WANT ME TO DIE IS IT GOT SO MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have to rush chinese homework so i'll just end it with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NetBUZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kids say the darndest things-&lt;/strong&gt; Spotted by Seto Nu-wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In class one day, Mr Johnson pulled little Johnny over to his desk after a test.&lt;br /&gt;He said: 'Johnny, I have a feeling that you have been cheating in your tests.''&lt;br /&gt;Johnny was astounded and asked Mr Johnson to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I was looking over your test and the question was, 'Who was our first president?'. And Mary, the little girl next to you put 'George Washington' and so did you.''&lt;br /&gt;'So? Everyone knows that.''&lt;br /&gt;'Well, the next question was 'Who freed the slaves?' Mary put Abraham Lincoln and so did you.''&lt;br /&gt;'I remembered that,'' said Johnny.&lt;br /&gt;'The next question was 'Who was president during the Louisiana Purchase?' Mary put 'I don't know' and you put 'Me neither'.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three young boys were trying to figure out whose dad was the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;Said the first: 'My dad is so fast, he can shoot an arrow, run after it and catch it in his bare hands.''&lt;br /&gt;Said the second: 'My dad is even faster. He can shoot a gun, run after the bullet and catch it in his bare hands.''&lt;br /&gt;Said the third: 'My dad is the fastest. He gets off work at 5pm and he's home by 4.30pm.''&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i seriously doubt anyone will see this post anytime soon! the first person please tag alright! i wanna see when, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114822536874514914?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114822536874514914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114822536874514914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114822536874514914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114822536874514914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/05/okok-i-know-youre-very-very-surprised.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114322024420645966</id><published>2006-03-25T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T01:10:44.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i admit i'm cacat, BUT I DUN TAKE PICTURES LIKE THIS CACAT PERSON. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/ophir%21%21%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/ophir%21%21%20128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he looks like a stupid native in the second pic seah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats fairul for you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114322024420645966?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114322024420645966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114322024420645966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114322024420645966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114322024420645966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-admit-im-cacat-but-i-dun-take.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114313311731174677</id><published>2006-03-19T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:58:37.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the educational tour in malacca was gooood=D learnt so many new and interesting things. and i'm planning to go GOA in the future! anyone wants to follow? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the news abt arsenal winning liverpool was announced there too! when faris checked using gprs i think, hahahahaa. celebrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much in the night, just shopping for souvenirs and stuff. and the shopping centres are just pretty much like Sing's. just that ji saw a jacket which costs FREAKING 700RUPEES. thats about 350dollars! wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played pool and watched the repeat telecast of arsenal v liverpool at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up next morning to have lam going, "EH WHY GOT SOCKS ON MY FACE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they went back to sleep after a while and i actually had to call mrs kua for help to wake them up.&lt;br /&gt;she ran into the room, went into the toilet and filled a glass of water. she went out and pour water on them HAHAHAHAHA. damn funny seah, they were so afraid of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning exercise was quite fun, though their obstacle course is kinda lame=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after morning exercise was bathing and packing up to leave within one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at shakey's pizza at shopping for a few hours, met these fcuking rude pple who cut queue lah. KNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened was we were buying things in the supermarket, then we queued up. when it was reaching our turn, this auntie came to her son who were infront of us with a trolley full of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were running late omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked nicely, "excuse me, can u let ask go first? we only have a few things and our coach is leaving soon."&lt;br /&gt;"oh really ah? my car is leaving soon you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we changed queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to add on to it, another couple did the fucking same thing in our queue! wtf lah! i was damn fucking chibai pissed ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily the coach haven't reach when we met up with the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept throughout the bus ride till the customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114313311731174677?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114313311731174677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114313311731174677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114313311731174677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114313311731174677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/educational-tour-in-malacca-was.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114294545307441267</id><published>2006-03-19T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:50:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/DSCN0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/ophir!%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/ophir%21%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   dun ask me why my middle finger was out, i dunno why&lt;br /&gt;                                   oso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/DSC_0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/DSC_0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                  THE BROTHERS!=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/ophir%21%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   the dnt pupils!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/ophir%21%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                    takraw at base camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/DSC_0045.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/DSC_0045.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  LOOK AT HOW HAPPY LAM WAS WHEN WE FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;                                   REACHED CHECKPOINT2 HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/DSCN0365.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/DSCN0365.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    this pic was supposed to be above "&lt;em&gt;just before we set off!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                                      in the previous entry. but the pic didn't appear=/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114294545307441267?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114294545307441267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114294545307441267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114294545307441267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114294545307441267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-dun-ask-me-why-my-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114287486030080700</id><published>2006-03-18T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:52:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okok, the mount ophir entry, sry for the long wait! got really busy with things after ophir like the kickass chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up like 530am in the morning and realised i was running late! had to be in sch by 615am and i still have a million things to pack because i fell asleep while packing the night before. packed till 3am seah wtf. i started late lah, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached abit late to see everyone there playing soccer or takraw, except for the girls lah. shi kai wore jeans thinking that ji, lam and i would wear too because we said: "first day wear nice nice!" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before we set off!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped at this place in msia(i dunno where lah) for 30mins and walked around. we just wanted to get some gums and eat something. settled down in the foodcourt for wanton mee. it tastes quite nice know! just that the noodle seems different. there's oso this bakery which looks damn style lah! its much better than breadtalk, and its just too style for that place lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went straight to mount ophir after the 30mins break. a little short briefing, and we had to declare whatever things we bring up so that they can make sure we dun litter-.- they'll check for the things when we get down. some unpacking of stuff, and we're off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;target for the day was checkpoint 4 which is our campsite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbed a million steps of stairs and walked some distance to reach checkpoint 2. just look at how happy lam was to have finally reached checkpoint 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued walking and walking to checkpoint 4 and at checkpoint 3, i was ordered by mr chong to give my bag to ji yang because my bag was too heavy. i still can tahan lah, i already said, "when i cannot tahan, i will give my bag to ji." they just dunno how to listen!&lt;br /&gt;for your info my bag was the heaviest because lam, ji and shi kai brought mini bags and they kept all their things in my bag, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam tried to motivate us along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;CHECKFOUR POINT! CHECKFOURPOINT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman! &lt;/strong&gt;yea lah checkFOUR point ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;eh?!! eh no lah i testing u all only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a long way to checkpoint four, but it felt real good when we reached there, put down our bags and went straight to the river the moment we reached there, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed in the ice cold river, dammit, its damn cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some night activities after dinner=D big 2 in najib's tent was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bed time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us couldn't get to sleep and me, lam and ji shared one tent. so we started singing Untitled. damn fun seah, the other tents joined in too and it went on for quite long till ma'am came out and went to the other tents thinking that its them who sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NO US! IS LAM THAT TENT LAH!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;(pretends to snore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs kua &lt;/strong&gt;dun fake lah your snoring so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and warned lam not to sing again if not he will do 20 pushups HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second day. TO THE SUMMIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs kua &lt;/strong&gt;(shines a torch into my tent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman! &lt;/strong&gt;i open my eyes, i try to see but i'm blinded by the white light....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs kua &lt;/strong&gt;yaya u haven't even open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did more unpacking and left things in our tent. abit of morning exercise and we're off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carried the heavy bag again. shiok ah, its good training know! my aim was to carry it by myself all the way up=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to cross this river and lam stepped into the water HAHAHAHAHA. the ranger just shouted out, "OH FAIL!" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a big rock that looks like a boat and another bigger one that looks like titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we climbed higher we entered this mist and it just feels like we're in an air con room. when the wind blows i just wanna stand there and not move. it feels damn shiok man. there's this part called the "KFC", Killer For Climbers lah, lol. its quite tough to get past it, then came bukit botak. its just really steep slopes like 50degrees and we'll have to pull ourselves up with the ropes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one point we could see the land below and thought that we're reaching soon because the clouds are near, then, we went allll thhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee wayy downnnnnnnnnnnnnn again because the summit is at the mountain next to it=/ felt damn shag lah. i was like, "yay, i'm going to complete it with this bag!" next moment, "wtf, KNN lah." i asked the ranger, "how long more ah?" "around 1 more hour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the "summit mountain" it was up up and up. no flat land or whatsoever, just ladders and sandbags that serve as steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already like past one hour and i asked the ranger again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman!&lt;/strong&gt; still got how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ranger &lt;/strong&gt;one hour more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman! &lt;/strong&gt;you everytime oso one hour more seah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this time, we reached the summit in around one hours time! damn shiok lah! but the clouds were like quite far away and there were no clouds to let us touch=C at one moment the sun was not blocked and we were being BBQed seah! then came the wind! and the clouds! actually its nth much lah, it just feels damn good cause its cold, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msged someone happy birthday at the summit! and there was a reply=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carried the bag myself up know! heh heh, exchanged bags at the summit. so he took over the going down part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took rather long to go back to checkFOUR point and lam was so tired i think he didn't know what he was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam&lt;/strong&gt; c'mon pple, soon! soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like 3 mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;nb still so far seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is, HE STEPPED INTO THE WATER AGAIN LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one point there were no rangers following us and we were separated into two groups, we're quite far behind but roughly knew the way so we walked ourselves. and we actually managed to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a really long walk, finally we reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAM LOST HIS SANDALS! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt really really good during the bath back at the camp. lam and shi kai went up first. i was still bathing with ji, faris, harun and Syazwan S. lam and shi kai came back for some stupid reason(i think was to ask ji whether they could eat his chocolate bar) and lam fell into the water. HE GOT HIS CLEAN CLOTHES TOTALLY WET HAHAHAHA. shi kai was infront of him and lam started splashing him with water because he didn't want to be alone, bastard right! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept blaming shi kai for what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;eh shi kai u see ah, if u dun want to eat the chocolate bar ah, i wouldn't have dropped into the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shi kai &lt;/strong&gt;eh but u were the one who suggested going back to the river to ask them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;yea lah, so kiang its all your fault lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman! &lt;/strong&gt;why suddenly my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ for the night! lam and co.(ma'am kua called the four of us that) took charge of the pit for crabsticks and stuff. there was so much food we couldn't finish lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam was missing from my tent that night and i supposed he went to shi kai's tent to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night around 4am something was massaging my toe when i stretch my leg and touched the tent's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman! &lt;/strong&gt;ji ji faster wake up got something touching me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ji yang &lt;/strong&gt;huh? aiya nothing one lah.(goes back to sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to shine my torch but saw no one, DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group camping beside us was so noisy the rangers scolded them, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a three hours walk we're out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog abt the other two days tmr, its getting late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114287486030080700?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114287486030080700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114287486030080700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114287486030080700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114287486030080700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/okok-mount-ophir-entry-sry-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114243944552398291</id><published>2006-03-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T00:17:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the ophir entry will come when i have enough rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114243944552398291?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114243944552398291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114243944552398291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114243944552398291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114243944552398291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/ophir-entry-will-come-when-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114201200949354037</id><published>2006-03-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:33:29.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, yesterday night at 12, the results for poll is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes: omg, dun feel like saying seah. 444 KNN. 92.7% i think.&lt;br /&gt;no, of course not: 24. thanks for those who voted no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf seah, i thought it wun be that jia lat lah! KNN. aiya, i admit lah ok, I AM CACAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114201200949354037?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114201200949354037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114201200949354037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114201200949354037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114201200949354037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-yesterday-night-at-12-results-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114183885133448986</id><published>2006-03-09T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:27:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19TH PAWAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys celebrated pawat's bdae at marine parade's octupus. me, lam and shi kai stepped going home but went to buy a cake instead while ji brought him to popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/08-03-06_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the cake we bought for him, LOL. took this while we were trying to light the candle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was really damn hard to light it! the wind kept blowing and our lighter was not working well, KNN. even the policeman came, thinking that we were vandalising. at first it was ok because we had time, but when pawat's only a few metres away, its still not lit. me and shi kai were damn desperate seah, then nice nice when he reach, we managed to lit the candle, heng seah. no wind somemore know! just in time for the birthday song, lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/08-03-06_2052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/08-03-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats him eating the cake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;his msn nick is, "the word happy birthday make me feel so young =D" seriously, i thought he's supposed to feel older=/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok, i didn't buy papers for today and i really regret forgetting to buy, because i saw the frontpage which was something like saying that CHELSEA=NO CLASS. steam lah, barca got through, tonight's arsenal's turn!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that means no netbuzz today, LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm ending today's entry with a pic of the JC boy that the few of us scared away the other day. he's damn guai lan seah, step want to fight, but scared.=/&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/01-03-06_1458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/01-03-06_1458.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114183885133448986?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114183885133448986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114183885133448986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114183885133448986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114183885133448986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-19th-pawat-guys-celebrated.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114165128524788931</id><published>2006-03-04T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:21:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;(juggles a takraw ball, well, he sucked at it, and the ball hit mrs kua.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs kua &lt;/strong&gt;eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;alamak cher i thought u know how to play ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota was straight after sch on friday, damn shiok man, enjoying after common tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was good, carrying heavy bags and walking to east coast and back. had soccer games there. lam, shi kai and najib just can't stop talking abt dota and i think that they're gonna do the same when they're climbing ophir-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to go shopping for ophir alone on sunday because i was pangsehed by the guys! KNNBCCBABCDEFGHKHFUGDJK. first, shi kai msged to say that he can't make it, then lam, then ji and pawat. and i waited for one freaking hour for them at eunos mrt before they told me they're not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was damn fucking pissed ok. but felt much better after shopping! LOL. went to pawat's house at around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back our D&amp;T analysis and ideation today for editing. ok, my ideation never came back, knn its lost!! had to redo it=C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just can't wait for ophir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;netBUZZ&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW BROKE CAN ONE GE&lt;/strong&gt;T?-spotted by Joycelyn Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you're really broke when...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Express calls and says: "Please leave home without it!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your idea of a seven-course meal is taking a deep breathe outside a restaurant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're formulating a plan to rob a food bank.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You look at your room-mate and see a large fried chicken in tennis shoes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You clean your house because you hope to find change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You think of the lottery ticket as an investment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your kitchen condiments were taken from fast food restaurants.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You go back for seconds at communion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You wash your toilet paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You owe yourself money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your imaginary friend has more money than you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give blood everyday just for the free orange juice they give you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long distance call companies don't bug you to switch anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114165128524788931?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114165128524788931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114165128524788931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114165128524788931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114165128524788931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/lam-juggles-takraw-ball-well-he-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114149477808600004</id><published>2006-03-04T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:53:00.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even at my worst, i'm best with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tmr u free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love u says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yupy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WE feelin BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even at my worst, i'm best with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;why omg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;even at my worst, i'm best with you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOL u lame seah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tts pawat, and his nick really sent me thinking, "knn he go private sch one day, find girl already ah!" in the end is ji change his nick-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago, we were playing soccer at the basketball court and someone fell. think it was quite serious because he couldn't get up for a while and i didn't bother to find out what happened to that guy oso lah. haziq was beside me at that time and he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sekali he stand up and say, "who am i!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny seah, and that movie is so old already! and a nissan silvia came into sch that day=D its hood was modded, gt wing, steam man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netbuzz today will be posted up tmr, i'm too tired lah. sry pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to fail common tests really badly, and mr chong told me i did badly for chinese=C. freak man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114149477808600004?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114149477808600004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114149477808600004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114149477808600004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114149477808600004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/03/even-at-my-worst-im-best-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114114176361078346</id><published>2006-02-28T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:49:23.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;miss chia &lt;/strong&gt;nico stop using the internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nico &lt;/strong&gt;no lah i testing to see if its working only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's getting more and more talk cock nowadays, hai.. what has gotten into him! well, its a gd thing lah, he used to think that our class is anti-indonesians, which is not true! dunno why he thinks like that oso seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days, i've been dreaming and dreaming abt being a designer. i even had thought of designs for alot of things=/ shit, why can't i stop daydreaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm stopping here with the netbuzz. tmr got test know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY PUNNY STUFF, PART 1&lt;/strong&gt;-spotted by Norenshah Sahari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married. the ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A jumper cable walks into a bar. the bartender says, "i'll serve you, but don't start anything."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dyslexic man walks into a bra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says: "a beer please, and one for the road."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other: "does this taste funny to you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Doc, i can't stop singing "the green, the green grass of home."                                 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"that sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome."                                                                                    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"is it common?"                                                                                                                                       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"well, its Not Unusual."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two cows are standing next to each other in a field. daisy says to dolly, "i was artificially inseminated this morning."                                                                                                                                                      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  "i don't believe you." says dolly.                                                                                                        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"its true, no bull!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An invisible man marries an invisible woman. the kids were nothing to look at either.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deja Moo: the feeling that you've heard this bull before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114114176361078346?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114114176361078346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114114176361078346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114114176361078346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114114176361078346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/miss-chia-nico-stop-using-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114105930611226786</id><published>2006-02-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:55:06.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to find mr low after school to get tennis balls and rackets so my models shi kai and jun kai can start work! i need to take pics of pple playing tennis and picking up tennis balls for D&amp;T research, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, "eh we in sch u, but i need someone in outside clothes to act as coach!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of just wearing the plain white shirt i wear inside and just folding up the pants so it looks like short pants, LOL. but then, this malay teacher came in sports attire! my hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the pics i took! this teacher didn't even threaten to confiscate my phone=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/tennis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/tennis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/tennis2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/tennis3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/tennis3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/tennis5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/tennis5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/tennis4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/tennis4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third pic is crap, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;must let the ball bounce what! then got the effect!-&lt;/em&gt;shikai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pple came and everyone started playing tennis and i can't leave because of the things i borrowed, if lost i die seah. lam started playing too and was being thrashed by the teacher &lt;strong&gt;14-0 &lt;/strong&gt;when he scored a point.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam&lt;/strong&gt; OUT OUT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cikgu karmil&lt;/strong&gt;(i think) YA LAH everybody knows that no need to say so loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he praised me u know! saying i can play racket games, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then played takraw using the tennis balls, it was really fun! can play during PE seah, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, check out this car, i took it on the parkway overhead bridge, sry for the poor quality lah, zoomed in become like that. its bumper is really low, like a lambo's. this kind, go east coast sure scratch the bumper one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr miyagi&lt;/strong&gt; but what about the humps, you knowthose that are really high like for example in marine parade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;johnny zhng&lt;/strong&gt; aiyo marine parade east coast ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr miyagi &lt;/strong&gt;ah east coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;johnny zhng &lt;/strong&gt;cannot help you ah that one. take taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr miyagi &lt;/strong&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;johnny zhng &lt;/strong&gt;u want go east coast u cannot drive. take bus take taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr miyagi &lt;/strong&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;johnny zhng &lt;/strong&gt;take bus take taxi. the hump ah! even the lorry oso slow down ah, dun say the car. your car cannot make it one! u go over the hump only ah, the exhaust ah the big big i do for you ah, left behind ah, then u oso dunno. then by the time u reach your bbq ah, only left your seat and the steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/RX8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/RX8.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, NetBUZZ time! there weren't any featured yesterday, sunday papers dun have i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB THIS ONE SO LONG SEAH. NVM LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW THREE ENGINEERS TRAVEL ON ONE TICKET&lt;/strong&gt;-spotted by Christine Tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three lawyers and three engineers are travelling by train to a conference, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The three lawyers each buy tickets and watch as the three engineers buy only a single ticket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How are three people going to treavel on one ticket?" asked one lawyer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the train, the lawyers take their seats but the three engineers cram into a restroom and lock the door. Soon, the conductor comes around checking tickets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He knocks on the restroom door and says: "Ticket, please."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The door opens a crack and one arm emerges with a ticket. The conductor examines the ticket and moves on. the lawyers see this and agree it is a very clever idea. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the conference, the lawyers buy a single ticket hoping to copy the engineers' ruse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But to their astonishment, the engineers don't not buy any ticket.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How are you going to travel without a ticket," asks one perplexed lawyer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You'll see," says one of the engineers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On board, the three lawyers cram into a restroom and the three engineers cram into another one nearby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soon, one of the engineers leave his restroom and walks over the the restroom where they lawyers are hiding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He knocks on the door and says: "Ticket, please."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114105930611226786?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114105930611226786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114105930611226786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114105930611226786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114105930611226786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-went-to-find-mr-low-after-school-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-114086637678727230</id><published>2006-02-25T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T19:19:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have decided to post everyday's(tt is, if i buy that day's paper) thenewpaper's netbuzz section here because i really love it, its really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TNP's NetBUZZ section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guns better than women&lt;/strong&gt;(spotted by Larry Haverkamp)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 reasons why American men prefer guns to women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; You can trade an old 44 or a new 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; You can keep one gun at home and have another for when you're on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; If you admire a friend's gun and tell him so, he will probably let you try it out a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; Your primary gun doesn't mind if you keep another gun for backup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; Your gun will stay with you even though you ran out of ammo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; A gun doesn't take up a lot of closet space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; Guns function normally every day of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; A gun doesn't ask: "Do these new grips make me look fat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; A gun doesn't mind if you go to sleep after you use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and the No.1 reason why a gun is favoured over a woman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; You can buy a silencer for a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, you need to be thinking abit dirty to understand some of the reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-114086637678727230?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/114086637678727230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=114086637678727230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114086637678727230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/114086637678727230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-decided-to-post-everydaystt-is.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113989566339098840</id><published>2006-02-14T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:41:03.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been almost 36months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113989566339098840?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113989566339098840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i'm sick, very sick. the past three days was torture! in superteens, got to know this, "19degrees is the best temperature to study" knn i got sick because of the 19 degrees lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survived on panadols and drank a lot of water, porridge for all three meals, sian seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see doctor today for the mc, lol. i thought i'd be ok after today so i told him i just need mc for a day, in the end, i think i'll miss sch tmr too, without mc, i guess its ok lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh my eyes are getting tired already. i can't go on typing already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113982695856650453?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113982695856650453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>oh ya, one more very important point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. she must not be those type of girls who keeps on taking pictures of themselves like they're going to die the next day. be it by the reflection or whatever, no way man. i had enough of birds' eye view girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113949689791450796?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113949689791450796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113949689791450796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113949689791450796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113949689791450796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-ya-one-more-very-important-point.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113949589736216898</id><published>2006-02-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T22:38:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Perfect Lover (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover. Need to mention the sex of the target.Tag 8 victims to join this game &amp; leave a comment on their page saying they have been tagged. If tagged the 2nd time, theres no need to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target: well, i'm straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. she has to be faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. doesn't have to be really pretty, but must have a golden heart! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. can't have thinking that the guy should be doing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a beautiful smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. she has to be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. she must laugh at my jokes, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. playful and cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. able to make me think that she's the type of wife i want, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lazy to ask pple lah! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113949589736216898?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113949589736216898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113949589736216898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113949589736216898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113949589736216898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-perfect-lover-rules.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113940895764792495</id><published>2006-02-08T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:29:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up at 6.52am today=C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5+ actually, then i went back to sleep. i dreamt about me not being able to find my D&amp;T book and was thinking of not going sch. i don't even have D&amp;amp;T today, lol. then serene and ivy called me to say that they're &lt;em&gt;caboting &lt;/em&gt;school and asked if i want to skip too, i said yes lah, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my dad woke me up at 6.22am, standard lah, always tt min seah, lol. then i thought, aiya, skipping sch what, go back to sleep lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking woke up at 6.52am lah, KNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to cut down on being late this year, last year, it was terrible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i'm going to spike my fin tmr! LOL. so long never cut fin already seah, so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time for bed, i know my posts are really short nowadays, but i'm feeling really tired nowadays, and its only the 2nd month lah, omg. i hate the O level year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really should be asleep now, since tmr there's superteens till 9pm OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113940895764792495?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113940895764792495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113940895764792495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113940895764792495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113940895764792495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-woke-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113923682436573926</id><published>2006-02-06T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:40:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mr low &lt;/strong&gt;you know if u sign on and get sent to france ah, they send your whole family there oso! and they pay you $7000 a month! then if u're single ah, better still, you can go there and get yourself a FRENCH (was about to say woman and pauses) er... er.... fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent most of dnt talking about Singapore's military stuff, was very interesting, and found out something that happened during our part c's life range, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying ying is becoming the next nico, being absent on fridays, dunno if she really is sick! but can't blame her lah, dnt lessons she's damn lonely, and she not being here allows us to have dirty jokes in class, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone had to tell the class abt the thing they're going to invent and i dunno if my idea for dnt is too simple, though classmates were quite supportive of it, but.. it seems too simple lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway after SS test which became homework in the end-.- to get the syringes for dnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota was shiok man, its been so long since i played, and i love lich! LOL. shi kai was bullying me at first but look who's kicking his ass in the end! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113923682436573926?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113923682436573926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113923682436573926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113923682436573926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113923682436573926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/mr-low-you-know-if-u-sign-on-and-get.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113911142609822981</id><published>2006-02-05T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T11:50:26.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A POST ABOUT KEITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/keith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/03-02-06_1109.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yes, he really regretted it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"nb when the uncle shave the centre part of my hair, i already went, OH FUCK!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113911142609822981?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113911142609822981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113911142609822981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113911142609822981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113911142609822981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/02/post-about-keith-before-after-and-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113830385506191516</id><published>2006-01-27T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T13:50:01.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:43am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt;: (looking out of the window) why everything seems so blur!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bro&lt;/strong&gt;: i think people burning joss paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt;: eh, u better check our block if got anyone's unit kena fire, just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i went to sleep)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt;: eh wake up if u wanna see the fire at blk 57!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:02am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(after a hard time getting myself out of bed and ran to the window)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;pray pray &lt;/em&gt;shop beside the bubble tea shop is on fire, the fire was still burning wildly, no firemen there yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fire reaches as high as the 4th level of the block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;starts to call my friend who stays in that block, nb, he never pick up seah! wake up lah damnass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:04am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;help arrives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:15am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fire still very horny, cannot relax! even the firemen can't do anything=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(went to get my binos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOLY SHIT THE UNIT ON TOP OF THE SHOP IS ON FIRE TOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:18am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fire in the shop is down, but the one in the house is not! i'm starting to worry for the people in there, damn, the fire inside is very &lt;em&gt;fierce&lt;/em&gt;, could see clearly using my binos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:25am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF ITS STILL BURNING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:29am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, its down=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1:33am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;continues watching, one stupid guy is using a loud hailer to evacuate everyone from the block. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the loud hailer lousy seah, cannot hear the message clearly one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;firemen went up the block to wake people up, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friend calls back, omg he just woke up=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2:00am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOF(omg, so serious meh? they come for what!) came,  went up the block to wake people up, it looks damn cool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially when all of them switched on their torch and went up the stairs together, like movie seah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the fact that they look so cool, but they're just trying to wake people up is lame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;switched on my com, talked to my bro's friend on msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d.A.v.E.y. ♂ - wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo~~~` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d.A.v.E.y. ♂ - wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo~~~` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i MIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d.A.v.E.y. ♂ - wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo~~~` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;or else sure fun 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, if you think that i'll go for the remedial lessons if you forbid me to go, then you're terribly wrong. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d.A.v.E.y. ♂ - wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo~~~` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;go there anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, if you think that i'll go for the remedial lessons if you forbid me to go, then you're terribly wrong. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then kena go police post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, if you think that i'll go for the remedial lessons if you forbid me to go, then you're terribly wrong. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d.A.v.E.y. ♂ - wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo~~~` says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fire fire burn so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d.A.v.E.y. ♂ - wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo~~~` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kan ni na bu chao cheebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, if you think that i'll go for the remedial lessons if you forbid me to go, then you're terribly wrong. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i actually tried saying that out, not bad seah, lol. it rhymes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, my mum is asking me to go to bed, nights everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg, how am i going to survive school tmr when i'm sleeping at this hr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113830385506191516?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113830385506191516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113830385506191516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113830385506191516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113830385506191516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/1243am-mum-looking-out-of-window-why.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113742501125628210</id><published>2006-01-16T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:30:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going to start studying real hard for o's, its called the "focus campaign"(name given by marr) LOL. i'm going to study sec 1 to sec 4 maths to get ready for o's, and tt would mean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to leave hengfactor for this year, or i'll give shorter entries, sry everyone, but o's are more important than blogging, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113742501125628210?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113742501125628210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113742501125628210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113742501125628210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113742501125628210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-going-to-start-studying-real-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113734220755535561</id><published>2006-01-16T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:23:27.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping late again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dont know :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dunno seha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae this time, sleep now oso sleep late what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. u mean its almost 12 alr !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea lah! u lost track of the time again like yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe how u thought it was only 9 when its already 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah :/ omg. so late alr sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u thought what time seah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aiya my bvrain cloakc worngg uhf sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brain clock wrong uh sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u at first thought now what time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like11 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sio, ur typo damn power seah, tts one whole sentence you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aiya. keypad small !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTMY FAULTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAULT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH, another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tts the worse excuse ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHH its not an excuse ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts another one, there wun be more coming up because she's already offline, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya my bvrain cloakc worngg uhf sia-this is damn power ah seah, its like those "birds eye view" girls language, but the cacat version, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just rushed my dad for the Motorola Rokr so hopefully i'm getting it tmr!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113734220755535561?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113734220755535561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113734220755535561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113734220755535561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113734220755535561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/after-all-these-years-pain-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113733884638594257</id><published>2006-01-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:27:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got serious ytyoing priblem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing problem *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, and she's feeling damn pissed because of it. relax lah sio! its no grave matter! keith is oso a typo king what! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i just surfed friendster and there's this guy, he just has every friend that i have, i see him in every of my friend's network! from other schs, schs as far as sengkang, he has them as friends too! wtf, he can't be so famous what!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113733884638594257?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113733884638594257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113733884638594257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113733884638594257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113733884638594257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/sio-coffee-tea-or-me-says-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113733702614927536</id><published>2006-01-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:57:06.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. ohh, im not day lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all these years, the pain is still burning inside. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not day=?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth am i typing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sio\ COFFEE? TEA? OR ME? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts siobhan, see how cacat she can get? omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept from 5 to 930pm, tired seah! i need more sleep! and i missed dinner, lol. having it now, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling sick=\ hopefully its just feeling, not really sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113733702614927536?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113733702614927536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113733702614927536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113733702614927536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113733702614927536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/sio-coffee-tea-or-me-says-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113731716515109303</id><published>2006-01-15T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T17:30:31.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i went to jurong point for some shopping with my mum and cabbed to my grandma's house which was nearby and we were too lazy to take the bus, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the train ride to jurong point was damn boring, i had nth to do, except watching this guy using motorola rokr, which i think i'll be getting. he was listening to the bangla prankcall, lol. the sun happened to reflect light into my eyes using my handphone's screen, and i thought of something which would entertain me for the rest of the ride, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i reflected light to everyone's eyes in the cabin, LOL. its damn fun looking at how some would react, they'll look at me and i'll just act blur, hahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had to cross this park to get to my uncle's house, and its the "SAFETY TRAFFIC PARK". i know of a Road Safety Park where many of us had much fun there, but safety traffic park nv hear before seah! and there's no traffic there, pple do not even cycle there, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i went into my grandma's room when the adults were chatting outside, and i found this cd beside the tv. "REBELLIOUS" its wrestling btw, lol. at first i thought its a new event cause i've not heard of any event in WWE with its name like this, and i've not watched wrestling for a loooong looooong time! then i saw the WWF logo, not the WWE one, its WWF. its so damn long ago seah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then my grandma came in, opened her cabinet and asked if i want to watch wrestling, inside her cabinet was 50 over wrestling cds, NB power seah! well, i'm not so into wrestling, no interest seah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes, my grandma loves to watch wrestling. since like 5 years ago, she's been watching it till now, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played worms with my cousin, nb, the computer worms are so much more fun to play than my handphone's worm, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left at around 6, heading towards parkway to meet ji and pawat who's at zion. reached there at around 7, the train ride seemed damn long! alighted at kallang and took 31 there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pawat is still the same seah, talking ALOT of cock, lol. still the 18 years old behaving like a kid pawat, hahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lam came in a while, had dinner at roxy's canteen and went to ji's house to get his laptop so we can have two computers at lam's house where we're spending the night at, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cabbed there so we won't miss much of the arsenal match, it was 0-0 when we reached, phew. lol. hey, for you guys out there who do not know the result, ITS 7-0. the biggest win of the season! i mean, should be lah, hahaha. even chelsea could not get that kind of result, MU LOST TO MCITY, hahahahaha. the greatest things happening last night, shiok man! double happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played games till around 5 and fell asleep, woke up at 8 receiving a phone call from my bro, no, not a bangla, lol. "where are my soccer boots!"nb, he step as if i got crystal ball can tell him where only! and i couldn't get back to sleep after that, knn seah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;continued my games marathon till around 3, was planning to go for lunch but i think we're all too tired to do so, so we didn't have lunch together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and ji walked to the 12 busstop, we waited damn long! like 50mins and not even one 12 passed by! there were 12s on the other side of the road, nb seah! we gave up waiting and cabbed to my house, he's heading for tampines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn pissed seah, wait so long, yet no 12, wth is happening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nvm, i'm too tired to think of anything oso, off to bed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113731716515109303?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113731716515109303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113731716515109303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113731716515109303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113731716515109303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-went-to-jurong-point-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113716573370866240</id><published>2006-01-13T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:22:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterdae was damn tiring, and i hate the school for not giving us a holiday on friday. everyone have to stay till 6.30pm, and we still have to do our homework for the next day. i slept at 1plus because of my homework. wth. NO BREAK, tt sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in charge of camou face painting in the ncc's room, everything went well, except that in the first part, it was very messy because it was too crowded inside when the sec1s came. there're so many mistakes with the ncc poster seah, sergeant became sargeant, the badges switched names. was very impressed with the unarmed combat, it was very nice, except that they kept smiling when they fought. i remember telling them before the sec 1s were released from the hall, but they still smiled, wtf. lol. nvm ah, nice performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this sec 1 boy who volunteered to paint joseph's(i think is him) face, joseph is damn pitiful i tell you, the boy who volunteered was damn mischievous. he draw joseph's face ah, like dun give chance one seah, damn rough. and i could do nth lah, its for fun aniwae, lol. overall, things were all right with the camou section, not much problem aniwhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was rather impressed with the pds squad because the drills for the last min performance was actually discussed by the cadets themselves, with ryan and oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no clouds today in the afternoon! NBCB, could have had our parade!&lt;br /&gt;"you know why never rain? because i prayed hard last night for a sunny day, so that the filming can go on in sch."-mr zaldy.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope he prays again for next friday, because we're having our parade, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired, mentally and physically, been thinking abt alot of things just now, thx to ameer and sio for the advice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113716573370866240?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113716573370866240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113716573370866240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113716573370866240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113716573370866240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterdae-was-damn-tiring-and-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113707931138530825</id><published>2006-01-12T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:30:10.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUN, YOU SUCK TO THE MAX.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113707931138530825?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113707931138530825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113707931138530825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113707931138530825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113707931138530825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/sun-you-suck-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113699901796607753</id><published>2006-01-11T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:03:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;die siah, i long time no shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try and try to forget you.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;all becos of u all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try and try to forget you.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;aiya cher, its because of ur job, not us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try and try to forget you.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;who ask u be teacher seah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG &lt;/strong&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;okie i quit tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i try and try to forget you.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its great to have a rather young form teacher who can communicate with us, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's combust and there're still so many doubts i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one is telling me that the sec1s are coming in groups of 80, another says another story, we'll have to see how it goes tmr. but my planning is based on the grps of 80 one, so hopefully nth will go wrong! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training today, spent the first half of the training in the hall trying out the powerpoint presentation, and i used the mike to call elroy up for stage but he didn't, knn. he nv listen to my orders! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, there's nothing to do with my camou pple, so i made them join PT, shiok ah, at least can build up their fitness! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fixed the "sharp end pole" banner in the workshop with mr low, and went to put it up, was tying the string halfwae but ma'am suggested a better idea which all the other ccas have not thought off, so, we're waiting to put it up tmr morning so no one can copy=D alot of ccas are putting their banners at the linkway, and infront of their banners are pillars blocking some parts of the banner, no worries for ncc guys, we're not so stupid to put there! LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expecting alot of pple to cabot tmr during cca option for the sec 1s, LOL. alot of pple have no ccas! and 11am, lesson ends, so, what for waste their WHOLE afternoon in sch, and KNN. i can't fetch pawat from the airport, sry pawat, cannot leave ah! hope to see you tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to army shop with syazwan.f and ameer, who's going there to sew their rank on no.1 !@#!^&amp;, nvm ah, still got speech day! hopefully can ah, LOL. i went to the army shop to get the camou cream which we need for camou section tmr, lol. left earlier because i'm having dinner at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm folding my sleeves now, i mean, my no.4 sleeves. and you know what? we have a new name for our lanyards given by erm, i dunno who ah, manpreet first called it "&lt;strong&gt;THE FRIENDSHIP BAND"&lt;/strong&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder what might happen tmr, what if its wet weather, hopefully not ah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd luck to every cca! but get ready to be pawned by NCC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113699901796607753?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113699901796607753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113699901796607753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113699901796607753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113699901796607753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/gtg-says-die-siah-i-long-time-no.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113682377899130744</id><published>2006-01-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T00:23:00.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;hey ask u, would u like to be a prefect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;HUH ME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain. &lt;/strong&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;cher u want to elect me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;considering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;cher u think i can be prefect meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG &lt;/strong&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;i think u can, but then again u dont produce good academic results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;what makes u think i can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain. &lt;/strong&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;cher talk leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;u make me excited then keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;u respect teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ooo LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;cher cannot lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun want prefect ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;u ask aniq ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;aniq cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;cos he peer leader already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno who lah, BUT JUST NOT ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;if u choose me, i go interview confirm i show attitude, CAUSE I DUN WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;SRY AH CHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i leading happy life being a normal student ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;okie okie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i was jus thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun want to wear black ugly shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;oh ok thx ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GTG&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;black shoes ugly seah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;nvm ah cher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sounds of my tragedy out in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;thx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts miss glenda chia asking me if i want to be a prefect, she's my form teacher btw, ok, i know u're shock that she wants to nominate me. i'm shock too! WTH SEAH. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i prefect ah, all the latecomers all lucky seah! i'll let them go, LOL. i'll be the "best" prefect in beevee! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113682377899130744?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113682377899130744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113682377899130744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113682377899130744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113682377899130744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/gtg-says-hey-ask-u-would-u-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113680910487707700</id><published>2006-01-09T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:18:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mr low&lt;/strong&gt;-come on guys, make ying ying feel comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haziq&lt;/strong&gt;-ah come, sit on my lap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr low&lt;/strong&gt;-if u do not hand up your homework, trust me, i will hound and bark at you till u hand in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haziq&lt;/strong&gt;-WOOF!&lt;br /&gt;(everyone turns to haziq, he looks back at everyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haziq&lt;/strong&gt;-eh alamak! sry ah guys, i cannot help it ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying ying is damn lonely now man, with fernanda gone. she sat alone the whole lesson doing her own stuff, she didn't even laugh when we cracked jokes, pitiful seah, being the only girl in our dnt class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yong's class was damn fun, was sitting beside shi kai and i called shi kai's &lt;em&gt;not muted &lt;/em&gt;phone, lol. when i was finding his name on my phone book, i was thinking, "eh he so blur, if he nv silent how seah, nvm ah, gamble only, lol." in the end really nv silent seah! lucky mr yong nice guy, nv confiscate only! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called up cadets yesterday, it was DAMN irritating man, some parents must ask who am i, even if i say "his friend", they must know my name, what they want seah! there's this guy who dreads wearing no.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; tmr u can come for training?&lt;br /&gt;***** i think can ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; just come lah, is wear pe tee and pe pants, so u can come?&lt;br /&gt;***** yea can.(i was thinking that if i ask him to wear no.4 he confirm say cannot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; aniwae, i think i want you to wear no.4 and come down for training tmr. u can?&lt;br /&gt;***** er... i dun think can ah.(HAHAHA I WAS RIGHT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; why?&lt;br /&gt;***** i dun want to wear no.4, lazy ah(NB SO HONEST!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; why lazy? easy what!&lt;br /&gt;***** i lazy fold sleeve all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; ah nvm u tmr come down in pt kit ah, see you tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna talk to him soon! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received alot of "today is best friend's day or whatever" msges yesterdae, u're supposed to reply and show that u regard the sender as ur best friend, i was thinking, "i thought i received this msg last nov? january only, not even one year, pple start sending, then today, i received more. then tt means today oso best friends day ah! like that if i everyday send pple then everyday oso best friends day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 pple asked me to buy chinese newspaper for them this morning, when ngiam and ivy called, i just said, "u want chinese newspaper issit?" and i was right, lol. no need for them to ask seah, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's training was damn boring because it was raining, and we had to practise our combust things indoors,i'm incharge of camouflage, and i just can't do anything with them, so i combined them with the pt section, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ncc room to find some banners and found a few, there's this one which is really nice but i found the word "girls" inside, means tt one ncc girl's one lah, NB. nbm i found another one aniwae, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 7, tired seah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113680910487707700?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113680910487707700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113680910487707700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113680910487707700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113680910487707700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/mr-low-come-on-guys-make-ying-ying.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113669543906947461</id><published>2006-01-08T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T12:46:11.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;a fucking bangla called me today at 10.10am this morning. WTF I WAS HAVING A NICE SLEEP AND IT WAS RAINING. this kind of weather in the morning, very nice to sleep you know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was sleeping halfwae when my phone rang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;hello........(was still feeling sleepy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla &lt;/strong&gt;hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;(brightens up realising he's a bangla) hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla &lt;/strong&gt;angala?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;ga.. ah gaga, angla(i anihow mumble only, trying to see if we can communicate)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla &lt;/strong&gt;hello? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;hello? angla?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla &lt;/strong&gt;ah, ahmetu tuka?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;tuka? tukalangka? tukalangka masa berjalan, tukalangka!&lt;----- a command in NCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla &lt;/strong&gt;hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;dalam bukat barisan, kekenan lurus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla &lt;/strong&gt;hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*i hung up realising he's trying to waste my free mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;couldn't stop laughing after that seah, and i couldn't go back to sleep! NBCB. and because of that, he's going to die because i'm gonna give the no. to manpreet so he can prank call. his no. is &lt;strong&gt;67774966&lt;/strong&gt;, if its a public phone with a no. dun blame me ah, hopefully its his house no., HAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113669543906947461?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113669543906947461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113669543906947461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113669543906947461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113669543906947461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/fucking-bangla-called-me-today-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113664863425779659</id><published>2006-01-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:45:23.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;and certainly behind a certain saturday. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh brb&lt;br /&gt;and certainly behind a certain saturday. says:&lt;br /&gt;i go SHIT&lt;br /&gt;mysterious laughter, tortures my brain. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nb why u like siobhan now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and certainly behind a certain saturday. says:&lt;br /&gt;why sia&lt;br /&gt;mysterious laughter, tortures my brain. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sio oso announce when she want to shit one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and certainly behind a certain saturday. says:&lt;br /&gt;shitting shiok&lt;br /&gt;and certainly behind a certain saturday. says:&lt;br /&gt;u sld try&lt;br /&gt;mysterious laughter, tortures my brain. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mysterious laughter, tortures my brain. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;go and shit lah lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg, keith is another siobhan, why do u two announce when u need to shit! my friends are so CACAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ameer's house today to plan some things about orientation. had to wait for the others under his block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaun reached, followed by daryzuwan, then syazwan.s and ali. only benjamin, fairul and syazwan.f wasn't there so we went up to his house first. i bought peanuts, ameer bought zappel for us. fairul reached in a while, took a look at ameer's ncc presentation, it was quite nice lah, only need to touch up abit. watched the pds performance videos of ncc and npcc when ben came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of them went into the room to watch some videos and i stayed outside with ali and a few others. taught them how to play minesweeper, then ali started playing pinball when nobody was using the com. then syazwan.s took over and he asked ali about the controls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syazwan.s &lt;/strong&gt;eh press what ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ali &lt;/strong&gt;idea.&lt;br /&gt;(everyone starts to wonder what ali was talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ali &lt;/strong&gt;(got really irritated) idea! idea lah, idea! press the "z" and the "idea button"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman&lt;/strong&gt; eh what idea! is question mark lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny seah! how can he say the question mark button as IDEA BUTTON! aniwae, the "standard symbol" they use for idea is a lightbulb what, HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went into room to look at more videos. was making a video which was around one min, it'd be longer, just that only one min of the video is made at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ali &lt;/strong&gt;eh the video one hour ah??!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i started playing winning eleven. ali became the commentator seah, he cannot stop talking like a commentator! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali's turn to play came, then he dribbled the ball out of field which made all of us burst out in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ali &lt;/strong&gt;eh the player stupid seah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;few of us&lt;/strong&gt; you control one bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ali &lt;/strong&gt;no i press the direction already he never listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go home because my mum was waiting for me to buy dinner for her. and everyone left &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;except ben. me, fairul and shaun separated from the rest and we walked home, shaun wanted to go to the 9 busstop so he was with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;eh kuo lim not going clt course ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fairul &lt;/strong&gt;he going, but dunno his sch, caltex allow or not leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman &lt;/strong&gt;caltex? SHATEC BODOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. kuo lim's sch became a petrol kiosk, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the army shop to check out some prices of the camou paint. gonna get some money from mr zaldy to buy them, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ameer just sent me the video that ali thought was one hour, lol. its quite nice lah, maybe just touch up abit can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113664863425779659?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113664863425779659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113664863425779659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113664863425779659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113664863425779659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-certainly-behind-certain-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113660209337247564</id><published>2006-01-07T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:50:44.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ivan, &lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=354389&amp;amp;cc=4716"&gt;this is for you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113660209337247564?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113660209337247564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113660209337247564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113660209337247564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113660209337247564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/ivan-this-is-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113656644052745915</id><published>2006-01-07T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:54:00.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the bananas love my singing, i know they do but they're too shy to show it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wth, ji and lam shaved bald leaving a fringe, they dun look nice bald, and the fact that they kept the fringe made it worse. keith got caught from head to toe, hahahaha. his hair, his shoes. pitiful seah, we were just standing at third floor looking downstairs and mr zaldy came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch was spent with my sunny chong. he was talking to me about my studies lah, not to be lazy and stuff, and scoring well in the o's. interesting talk lah, he's a really good teacher actually, he makes me think that he can help everyone in C class get distinction for chinese, lol. continued doing compo while he went upstairs, stopped doing at around 2.07pm and went to canteen to see which specs or ss are already there. not much lah, asked the cadets to fall in first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're starting something, and that is to have a mini parade which the part ps will take attendence and say the ncc pledge. today's the first time, went rather smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chose the cadets for some combust things and grouped them up. i'm not going to talk much about them, because i think its better if we keep our ideas low, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/band%20213.0.jpg" width="448" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was briefing my cadets and look at clt ivan's expression! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used the new m16 rifle we have and aimed at elroy and it got him so irritated, hahahaha. its installed with a laser so its really good for us to train our aiming and for competitions in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marched the cadets, and got ready for the muster parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first parade standing infront of a platoon, shiok man. hahahaha. we got our post today, i'm part b ps by the way, lol. maybe i will be going for campfeast and miss a few days of sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played this game called, "circle of life", its just all of us forming a circle, and sitting on each others's lap at the count of three, its hard to maintain the circle, because if one guy falls, everyone falls, hahahha. we broke up into two grps, our group name is yayapapaya, while the other's name is endure-x, they act want to say endure only, its pronounced as en-durex. we're supposed to sit down on each other's laps and see which group can tahan the longest, we have to sing the ncc song at the same time too.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/sit%20laps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;of course, my group won lah. lol. the loser team had to do a forfeit, and clt devin made them wrote some words with their butts, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/wan%20shakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/fairul%20shaking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think syazwan was the one who fell first so he had to do alone, then fairul got sabotaged too. LOL. look at clt ivan again, he cannot take it already, actually, all of us can't, we were all laughing our heads off, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to ameer's house tmr to discuss some things about combust. we need more ideas man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113656644052745915?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113656644052745915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113656644052745915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113656644052745915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113656644052745915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/bananas-love-my-singing-i-know-they-do.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113646354379387425</id><published>2006-01-05T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:19:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry, got to do homework, come back tmr=D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113646354379387425?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113646354379387425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113646354379387425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113646354379387425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113646354379387425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/sry-got-to-do-homework-come-back-tmrd.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113638611902515431</id><published>2006-01-04T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T19:28:02.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;once again, congrats to ncc girls for winning a medal and making bedok view proud! tts a step nearer to gold unit. well done girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, the band MANAGER presented some cert to mr khairunan too, seems like all the ccas are trying to impress the sec 1s now with our awards, where's the rest of the UGs? nothing ah? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hall today for a target setting talk by mr zainie, we have it every year, and its always the freaking same thing he shows. wah lao, we know how to do target setting already lah! then vp took over, and lam became got the spotlight today, the vp seems to like him alot ah! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bored listening to the talks so i started drawing comics to entertain pple around me. mariam was sitting quite far away but she got involved too, LOL. she's catwoman in my comics aniwae, LOL. and keith, the pussyeyes, is her servant. and he loves to eat S**T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to library during recess but it was closed%$#@! but its ok, i think i can find my name tag at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class was fun today(its always fun with the bananas), and manpreet was so irritating with his umbrella! miss chia started using her mike, and me and keith went up to use her mike and sing, LOL. we're gonna have alot of fun with her mike in the future, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the sch portal and saw the pics for the performance, i realised that i was so close to being on portal u know, VERY CLOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/PDS2.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/PDS2.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/PDS..1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/PDS..1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/PDS3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/PDS3.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;see what i mean? those are the pics of the diamond(formation) i was in, all mr zulkifli had to do was take one step back, just one step back, and i'll be in these pics! you could even see my rifle at the bottom right of the last pic! hahahahahah, i dun really care lah, i still caught the rifle in the end what! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still wanna see how i looked like because alot of pple said i looked very stern while performing, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn lah, have to do homework already, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113638611902515431?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113638611902515431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113638611902515431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113638611902515431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113638611902515431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/once-again-congrats-to-ncc_113638611902515431.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113627916319497056</id><published>2006-01-03T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:08:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it feels great now that its done, at least our two weeks or training didn't go to waste=D if i dropped the rifle, i think i wouldn't dare to face my fellow nccmen after the performance, its like letting them down, but aniwae, why am i talking abt this? I CAUGHT THE RIFLE=DDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS EVERY NCCMAN! see you on friday's training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir zaldy will be treating the performers of course, the reserves too, to a meal. last year's treat for the performance at "golden rooster" was pizzas at his house, watching the tiger cup final as we were eating, lol. exciting man! oh, sry to indonesians for reminding u pple about that match, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, indonesians, this guy from my class, nico, said he won't be coming back to singapore this year to study. but he's back, aiya, talk cock only, he's a really nice guy lah, just that at the start of the sec 3 year i fought with him, HAHAHA. spoilt his specs a little bit and he went, "I DUN CARE, YOU MUST PAY FOR MY SPECS!" someone(forgot who) just touched his specs and fixed it for him, just like that. aiya, want to play mind games with me only, hahahaha. heard he got nominated for fullerton's captain and he gave a really lousy speech, i think it was something like, "hi, i'm nico from 3e5(omg he's 4e5 dammit), i dun think i can be the fullerton's captain because i cannot play sports."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa, i still remember my speech last year at sultan shoal's meeting, i was really into fullerton last year, and my speech went like this, "i dun think i should be the head of sultan shoal because i support fullerton and fullerton rocks! (pulls the collar of my blue house tee which was worn inside my uniform) FULLERTON ROCKS!!!" hahaha, got a really loud BOO from everyone. and miss leong even spoke to me about my loyalty to my sultan shoal after the meeting, hahahaha. this year's sultan shoal's meeting was damn funny, with mr *** speaking his funny engrish, cannot take it seah. he's kinda gay btw, but really cute when he tried to boost out morale by cheering for our house, "COME ON SHOPPING SHOAL! WE'RE THE CHAMPIONS FOR LAST YEAR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a typo, SHOPPING SHOAL was what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH man, i almost died laughing! and its like a standard thing, not just that particular time he said it as shopping, all the time it was shopping. "come on everyone, nominate the captain for shopping shoal!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was amanda yeo up for voting, and he called her as COMMANDANT, omgomg, pro seah! HAHAHAHAHAHAH, i'm laughing right now, i can't take it animore, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he said something wrong and he went, "SEMULA!" semula is only used in uniform groups, used when you want ur cadets to return to their last position, for example, when they are facing u, u give a command that's supposed to make them turn to your right, and one of them turns left, u say semula and all will turn to the front again. and he freaking used semula, HAHAHAHAHA. me and fairul couldn't stop laughing when he said that, laughed for like 15mins straight can couldn't stop, i teared lah seah! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sultan shoal-SHOPPING SHOAL&lt;br /&gt;amanda-COMMANDANT&lt;br /&gt;said something wrong-SEMULA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;power ah, respect seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, ameer and fairul had lots of fun saboing pple, me and ameer saboed POH HENG, faizal and oliver, and fairul saboed felix(the npcc guy, i dunno if its spelt this way), LOL. when poh heng came up, ameer went, "omg, the cookie monster!" hahahahahahahahaha, the cookie monster. hahahhaha. and i shouted out, "vote for poh heng for the cookies!" we totally boosted the morale in the room, lol. everyone was laughing their heads off! the semula part was best man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, sultan shoal's head is rachel from netball, i think, right mariam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to class with taufik and met this newcomer in my class! she looks really like mariam, and she knows xstrandedx too. power seah, check check they same person, hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bananas had much fun today, it was all like the past, and manpreet played with serene's bag like mr bean, LOL. and he slapped me twice with it! #%$@^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to do this stupid thing about ourselves writing what we like and stuff, keith's, mariam's, manpreet's, shi kai's and serene's names were inside, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel sad when i see keith &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes i wish i could buy mariam a cat&lt;br /&gt;i feel worried for my friend, serene, because she's growing fatter now.&lt;br /&gt;if i had all the power in the world, i'd kill shi kai.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the starting but at the end was something abt soccer with manpreet, LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shows how much i love my bananas! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the talk in the hall was boring! nb, we already got our ccas lah, talk to the sec 1s and those without ccas only can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the staff room to help ji and lam settle some punishment form ma'am by doing some admin stuff for them, lol. went to siglap cc's soccer court and found no one there, went to do and me's and lam played around with the food and the auntie was screaming at us when we left. lol. they were playing soccer at the soccer court behind our sch but obviously i didn't played, in no.4 dammit. went back to do and me's for lunch. had to wait damn long for the fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nb, pple like to play with the lanyard seah, pull here and there, dun can? its really quite irritating because we cannot wash our lanyard(it'll turn pink if we wash) so dun dirty it! stop playing with my uniform too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113627916319497056?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113627916319497056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113627916319497056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113627916319497056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113627916319497056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-feels-great-now-that-it_113627916319497056.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113620959109419832</id><published>2006-01-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:47:33.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;eh u all buy the curry puff at old chang kee lah, their one oso nice to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jun hong &lt;/strong&gt;nice to what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam &lt;/strong&gt;eat lah!!! if not what, nice to smell ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asking stupid questions is a standard thing for jh, he just cannot ask questions that are worth replying! and he got alot of "shut up, i'm not talking to you." replies from lam who got quite frustrated with him, lol. he never returns home with no "shut up." replies. since sec 1, a fcuking three years ago, he was reminded again and again not to ask stupid questions, by alot of pple, me too, but he still can't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to roxy for a haircut and was planning to go home after the haircut, met ji and went to joe mill. met derrick who told us he waited for ONE HOUR for his haircut. yes, there were alot of pple when i reached. nb, so we went to pp in search for bags. pp cannot make it i tell you, if u're trying to find a bag there, i suggest you change your mind. we went everywhere but still cannot find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to sembawang, as in the cd shop, in search of il divo's the christmas collection, dun have seah, knnbccbff. how can like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the carpark opposite PP in search of the red honda s2000 but couldn't find it, so went to popular's cd rama in search of some nice movies or books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam and jh joined us at popular, and lam wanted to buy a new bag so we went back to pp, though we already searched pp, but he wants to search himself, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to roxy for my haircut, cause its late and i dun expect too many pple there now. the situation there is, "ok lah, wait around 30mins can already" its long, but nvm lol. i dun wanna wear ncc uniform with long hair, its damn wrong lah, somemore being a leader, "lead by example" is a must. ji, lam and jh went to the canteen for dinner, and ji went home first, so i told lam and jh not to wait for me, cause its like wasting their time. so they left too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruben and saifuddin came in when i was having my haircut, haha, he's the AI i respect most. he's calling the shots for the performance. left after my haircut, the time was around 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth, i thought i'll only go to roxy for a haircut, and be back home by 6 and do my homework, but late seah now, chiong all ah! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my new blogskin! lol, i didn't bring saleen s7 and babe along, there's no space to accommodate them in this blogskin, sry babe, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the performance is tmr, i'm only stressed about the catching rifle part, because the sun might just blind me when i look up at the flying rifle. damn it, and guys, please dun ka chiao with the performance by shouting any of our names! we might forget the drills u noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clouds, please block the sun tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113620959109419832?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113620959109419832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113620959109419832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113620959109419832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113620959109419832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/lam-eh-u-all-buy-curry-puff-at-old.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113613212967512881</id><published>2006-01-01T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T10:59:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! whats your new year resolution? i've not thought of mine yet, lol. there is two lah, but... ah fuck lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up, lol. slept from 5 till now. i think i wun be able to sleep later, and i'm gonna be nocturnal tonight, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, went to zion at around 4 yesterday, i tried out a new character=D hahaha. played till around 7, went home for dinner, changed and met mark, keith, ji, lam and marcus at the octupus(the one beside marine parade ntuc, lol) they called to rush me and i almost took a cab, lol. but 31 came so i just went up, in the end, when i reached, they were watching the disappointing aston villa vs arsenal match which was still around the 70th min. heng ah, nv take cab. knn the match haven't end rush me like hell, LOL. 36ed to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped at cineleisure to meet calvin but he was nowhere to be found can could not be reached, and we met manpreet and friends. lol. so we went to the road junction to join the crowd, lol. walked around and bought some spray cans, we kept bargaining, lol. got 7 for 10bucks everytime. hoho, with ammo in our hands, the banglas are so dead, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam almost got into a fight after he sprayed the guy's girlfriend, lol. but the buy's friend was pulling his friend away and they just walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sprayed this bangla and he ran, so i chased him all the way till cineleisure, we play bollywood around a pillar and i lost him, knn. pple tried to help me but i couldn't find him, cause all were banglas around him and it was too dark to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met serena at the 2nd traffic light at the middle of the road, waiting to cross. and we had a snow war there, and dammit, at tt time i had no spray, poor me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kept gangbanging pple and there's this NBCB bangla who was gbed by us and another group, here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was doing nothing and suddenly he got gangbanged by some pple so we joined in. then he ran behind the phone booth and went to the trees area which was very dark, and we chased. and HE FELL DOWN. hahahahahaha. it was really funny, he was damn angry though, he came to us and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bangla&lt;/strong&gt;-i got no spray why u all spray me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gangbanger from another group&lt;/strong&gt;-there there 6 for $10.(points to the uncle selling snow spray beside the bangla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really funny, then things got relaxed and he went around wishing everyone happy new year, lol. then we were still hanging around there and he said the same thing to us, "&lt;strong&gt;i got no spray why u all spray me!&lt;/strong&gt;" wished us happy new year and walk away, thought things were over, but he freaking brought four police and said we kicked him, its like wtf! tt why i called him "NBCB bangla" just now. the police asked him to go and he wished the police happy new year before he left, lol. the police was telling us that the spray had caused alot of problems then lam joined and thought the police was saying that we are doing something wrong, and he got defiant. he's like the biggest fool ever, being rude to a police. the police asked if he was looking for trouble and stuff, mark was like trying to cool the police down, wth lah. left in a while, thx to lam, who shut-ted up after mark asked him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around after buying more cans and heard this guy who went to a bangla to spray him and shouted"&lt;strong&gt;EH U NABEI CHEEBYE BANGLA!&lt;/strong&gt;" fucking racist, but it was really funny, lol. when we had no spray and was going to buy, we would fake pple by putting the spray infront of their faces and laugh at their reaction, LOL. its better than spraying pple! faking banglas would be more fun, because their reactions were really funny, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw this bangla who was wearing a towel for the bottom, we gangbanged him and i sprayed into his towel, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this bald caucasian who was on a trishaw and he gangbanged by alot of pple, and his whole head got sprayed! then someone went, "&lt;strong&gt;now u got hair!&lt;/strong&gt;" really bastard, lol. i went up to the driver and said, "&lt;strong&gt;then u never kena?!&lt;/strong&gt;" and sprayed him all over, he got really angry and said, "&lt;strong&gt;wo shi jia zhe de!"&lt;/strong&gt;(i'm the driver!) i think that he thinks that he shouldn't be sprayed because he must look out for human traffic, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw alot banglas holding hands, omg wth. all gays seah. we gangbanged this guy till he went, "&lt;strong&gt;I GAY I GAY!" &lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHA, confessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith, calvin and marcus left because they need to go home. so me, lam and mark went to cine's washroom to wash up. subwayed for supper and cabbed to jie hui's house. went to the cemetery near jie hui's house and went to the swing. me n jie hui tried to swing higher than each other but we dunno who won in the end, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really see anything scary but i think dennis saw something but he doesn't want to say, lol. cabbed to tom's after a while more at jie hui's. lam went home with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played games all the way at tom's, even when he was asleep, lol. took a nap at around, alamak i forgot the time, lol. woke up at 4 and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met song yuan and his friend on the bus. he was going to buy sch uniform. he actually forgot which stop to stop at for sch, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed and ate curry before i went to sleep at around 5. i just woke up, and i'm feeling quite active. shit. how, i'll be damn bored in the night if everyone's offline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113613212967512881?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113613212967512881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113613212967512881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113613212967512881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113613212967512881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-everyone-whats-your-new.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113599908016019764</id><published>2005-12-31T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T11:18:00.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's nobody online right now $%@&amp;*, there is, but not anyone to entertain me. there's only five people online in my NCC group. alamak, mariam, keith, sio, ngiam, where are you pple!!!!!! the only person i spoke to was lopez, who's downloading a song for me now, komm susser tod-turn back time, its a really nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, my wife freida is back in sch! u might see her in the market with me having lunch one day after school=D talking about teachers, "&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO SICK AND TIRED OF THIS SCH!&lt;/strong&gt;"- a male teacher who was talking to the bookshop auntie, overheard it when we were having pds training, its impossible to miss it, he shouted so loud like as if he's the only teacher in school and no one will hear him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going for dota later at around 3, weeks of training, its really tiring you know! and we had to rush everything, within two weeks because the AI course ends late. two weeks to prepare for performance, fierce right! if we had longer time, we'd have a much better performance. shall suggest AI course to start and end early to HQ NCC, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113599908016019764?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113599908016019764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113599908016019764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113599908016019764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113599908016019764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/theres-nobody-online-right-now-there.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113594680246623837</id><published>2005-12-30T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:48:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ani1 going to orchard on 31st?...pls tell mi..i needa tel u sth. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hu is chrysler ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ani1 going to orchard on 31st?...pls tell mi..i needa tel u sth. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chiobu ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAHAHAHA ITS A CAR LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha, tts lam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my msn personal nick was ,"&lt;em&gt;argh i didn't take a pic with the chrysler!&lt;/em&gt;" would i use "the" if chrysler is a girl? lol. i'm not mariam, who calls sir zaldy as "the zaldy", lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had new m16 rifles arriving in the afternoon, just reached school after break for friday prayers for the muslim people and saw a crowd there. the rifles really cool, of course, no bullets lah, only laser. but they cost alot, around $130 each. and because of that, u other uniform groups shall not touch them, ITS NCC PROPERTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a talk with sir zaldy at the follyer after training, we had alot of laughter, and sir zaldy have an idea of what syazwan suhaimi's nickname is, LOL. "&lt;em&gt;its just something tts big lah, quite abnormal for a guy.&lt;/em&gt;" LOL. obvious enough? mr ong joined and he started talking about his performances. it was really interesting, and he's really gd in teaching cadets i think. from his words, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir zaldy was waiting for his wife to fetch him, but he took over as driver, lol. and he even gave us a flying kiss before he left, LOL. the part ds continued our chat, we started talking abt the june camp, or whatever camp we had. its really fun lah, talking about what happened when some of us were sleeping, you know, toothpaste and stuff, lol. some of the pics are still in syazwan's phone. talked about camouflage paint and that time, i had camouflage paint around my eyes which cannot be washed off, and i still remember my nickname given to me by ivan at that time, LOL. then, we had this idea for our performance, lol. i'm not gonna say it out, its not confirm yet, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have improved alot on our performance since last morning, seriously, last morning was CRAP. but now, its a different case, lol. gd thing we spot the mistakes and changed them. we're all ready for performance now.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but come to think of it, chrysler is a nice name for a girl isn't it? i like chelsea for a girl's name, but chrysler sounds as nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113594680246623837?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113594680246623837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113594680246623837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113594680246623837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113594680246623837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/ani1-going-to-orchard-on-31st.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113576515289159610</id><published>2005-12-28T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T18:19:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nbcb, my com broke down yesterday, the day after my msn started working, wth! but now both are working, after my bro fixed my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's one freaking thing that i'm very very very pissed about! I DIDN'T TAKE A PICTURE WITH THE WEDDING CAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first question to my cousin(not the wedding one, this one's same age as me and is quite cacat) when i stepped into my cousin's house was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman-eh whats the wedding car ah?&lt;br /&gt;cousin-i think is mercedes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, alamak why they so rich then use mercedes! then i thought, aiya, no need take picture with it lah, mercedes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterdae night my cousin sent the pics over, and this was the wedding car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/P1000235.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a freaking chrysler 300c! and i fucking didn't take a pic with it! mercedes my ass lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm so pissed! how many times would you see this on the road?! wtf! but nvm lah, its not my cousin's fault, its not like she knows cars well, but i didn't take a pic with it, tts the fuck up part!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;tahan, tahan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113576515289159610?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113576515289159610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113576515289159610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113576515289159610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113576515289159610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/nbcb-my-com-broke-down-yesterday-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113561385749498875</id><published>2005-12-27T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:17:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY MSN IS WORKING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;weeks for webmessenger, which i can't see everyone's DP, can't send or receive things, can't nudge pple, loading of 60items, its all damn F UP! no more of them, bye webmessenger, u're gone for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know whats the best part? all i had to do was to change the time and date which is like one month late to the correct settings. stupid isn't it? searched it up the msn website and found iot, seriously, this is all so stupid, but nvm i'm happy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGIAM! YOU PANGSEHED ME BUT NOW I'M BACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113561385749498875?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113561385749498875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113561385749498875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113561385749498875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113561385749498875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-my-msn-is-working-weeks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113556661288830962</id><published>2005-12-26T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:39:11.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from my cousin's wedding, man, i'm feeling damn full right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin's house in the morning, had fun there with my cousins and we shared a turkey's drumstick, hahaha. just passed it around and one bite each turn. played nfs after lunch, it was winner in loser out basis, and i never left my controller, hohoho. left the house at around 1plus to go home and get ready for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/winnie%20the%20pooh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the wedding thingy u see on the front of wedding cars! my cousin got it and its custom made from hong kong, btw, his wife is from hong kong, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i left home at around 4 and met up with my cousins, went to orchard. damn i'd say its weird to wear so formally and walk around shopping malls, whats more, we went to cine and heeren, thats two shopping malls! argh, my cousins just love shopping. they're all females btw, lol. i couldn't stand all the stares from pple and i heard someone said, "wear liddat come orchard." nbcbff. but i felt much better when i told myself, "nvm what, i dunno them also" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to take pictures with the black lambo and went straight to marriott. wore my tie on the way up to the restaurant, well, i didn't wear that around orchard, it'll be much worse if i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was very few pple there when we reach, so we just stood around one table and kept eating the peanuts on the table. there were santa caps being given out and we wore them and took pics lol. its not a good combination when one wears formally and santa cap, lol. more pple came and soon the whole place became very crowded. i had a problem trying to find out where i'm sitting because i'm not sitting with my parents, they're in the vip table, then i asked the "admin" pple but still, i dunno my table is who's name all that lah, lol. in the end my father search for me then can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went in when almost everyone is in, lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first, a video of the newly weds growing up, then they came in. it was really romantic i tell you, u could have teared while watching it. they knew each other since my cousin was 13, now my cousin is 31. oh ya, the MCs for the dinner was sitting at my table, lol. and they have this really cute baby daughter! i made her smiled by making stupid faces, hahaha. then the second time, they came in to pour the champagne, another video was showed, its a video of them going on vacations and stuff. then after a while they went out to change to another costume, i could get all the info earlier then the others cause the MCs are in my table, and when they talk about the programme they can't keep their volume down, hahaha. the third and last video was at the ROM, damn sweet lah, and my cousin looks quite handsome actuallie when his hair is nicely done. he used to have long hair when he studied in birmingham because its cold, and he looked like a mafia! his wife was studying in london at that time, i think. and he have to take a three hour train ride just to meet her. when he came back to singapore, my late grandma didn't like it and asked him to cut, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the gifts was a pair of chopsticks from hongkong, and when i went to the toilet and came back, it was gone, KNN. aniwae, the restaurant's service was damn good! when ur glass of whatever is half full, most restaurants would just refill it for you, but for them, they change ur cup with a full glass of whatever, power right! they're alot of other more things lah. really good, i'd say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tonight simply reminds me of the movie, Love Actually, u should watch it if u haven't cause its a really great romance movie. love happening on christmas, argh, i want mine to be like that too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and guess what? I'VE GONE ON A RIDE IN A RX-7 WHEN I WAS YOUNG. i never realised till i asked my uncle while we're eating what car it was. i remember when i was young and i know nuts about cars, my uncle took me on a ride because i find his car really cool, and he sped on the roads like they're his, haha. when he speeds, my body would fly back lah seah, the pressure was damn power, and i got scared after a while, haha, i asked for it. i always thought that it was mazda 323, but i was so damn wrong. ITS A FREAKING RX-7, omg, i'm just so happy to find out about it, hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sio, its the car u find really sexy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;next year, it'd be another wedding on the 25th of november, my just-got-married cousin's sister. looking forward to it=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, i'm off to bed, and i'm sure u've never sat in a RX-7 before!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113556661288830962?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113556661288830962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113556661288830962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113556661288830962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113556661288830962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-came-back-from-my-cousins-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113544484693374092</id><published>2005-12-25T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:20:46.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just realised i should be sleeping now as i have to wake up early for tmr morning's dunno what at my cousin's house, nights everyone and have fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113544484693374092?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113544484693374092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113544484693374092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113544484693374092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113544484693374092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113543396601171122</id><published>2005-12-24T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T22:19:26.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr is my cousin's wedding at marriott hotel, sry to lam for being unable to attend his church's service and my much missed 2e2 pple for not being able to countdown with u pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;activity for today is to go shopping with my eldest brother, but i had to wait till 5 because he couldn't wake up, argh, pig. tried some of his shirts before we left, chose my shirt for tmr morning's dunno what at my cousin's house, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tampines mall to buy my clothes for tmr. going to wear formal for tmr, lol. asked sio for colour combinations between the shirt and the tie, lol. thx sio! initially wanted purple and silver tie, but saw maroon shirt and wanted it, lol. next was the pants, chose the darkest i could find, lol. of course not just becasue its dark, but oso because its nice lah, hahaha. then went to isetan for the ties, we bought 4, so we could go home and try all of them=D next the shoes, also bought at isetan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum handed me 150 bucks for today, and guess what? everything cost exactly 150bucks, my mum sure is smart! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro left and i went to popular to shop more. bought 4 cds there, IL DIVO-ANCORA, JAY CHOU-NOVEMBER'S CHOPLIN, then charlie and the chocolate factory and lastly, the movie one more chance by jack neo. altogether they cost 80bucks but i paid 0dollars caused i used the vouchers which dunno where my dad got from, but who cares? they let me enjoy shopping around popular, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love il divo, seriously, all their songs are damn nice. i'm listening to "O holy night" right now, its damn nice, especially the "O night when christ was born~" that part was deep, u'll just fall in love with il divo hearing that line alone. didn't buy christmas collection because i think its not out in singapore yet, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to carry four bags home and i guess my shoes added alot to the total weight, knn. but i like it! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened to il divo the moment i got home, then tried my new clothes, hahaha. love them, i guess i dun have to worry much about the whatever workshop and prom night next year, hahaha. i'll probably just buy a black shirt and a red tie, (hey tts my idea, dun steal it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IL DIVO- O HOLY NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O holy night,&lt;br /&gt;The stars are brightly shining,&lt;br /&gt;It is the night of our dear&lt;br /&gt;Saviour's birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long lay the world in sin&lt;br /&gt;and endless pining,&lt;br /&gt;Till He appeared and the&lt;br /&gt;soul felt its worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thrill of hope,&lt;br /&gt;the weary world rejoices,&lt;br /&gt;For yonder breaks a new&lt;br /&gt;and glorious morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall on your knees&lt;br /&gt;O, hear the angel voices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O night divine,&lt;br /&gt;O night when Christ was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O night divine,&lt;br /&gt;O night O night divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://servedby.advertising.com/click/site=31999/bnum=17381303" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O holy night,&lt;br /&gt;The stars are brightly shining,&lt;br /&gt;It is the night of&lt;br /&gt;our Saviour's birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet winds of joy&lt;br /&gt;in grateful chorus praise we&lt;br /&gt;Let all within us praise&lt;br /&gt;His holy name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Let ever ever praise we,&lt;br /&gt;noel, noel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O night, o night divine&lt;br /&gt;O night divine, o night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O holy night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113543396601171122?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113543396601171122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113543396601171122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113543396601171122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113543396601171122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/tmr-is-my-cousins-wedding-at-marriott.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113536017929977057</id><published>2005-12-24T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T01:49:39.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sec1s to be came today, everyone is like trying to impress by having training and practising our performance. the others just play games and this particular cca was damn kiasu, they actuallie tried to take one step ahead of everyone. please leh, wait for recruitment day can or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really cute boy came to us and pretended to be holding a rifle, lol. he's hyperactive seah, then found out that he's one of our senior's brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did alot of dry runs but the diamond formation still can't do the drills at the same timing yet, we need the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home after lunch with syazwan suhaimi, dary, irfan, saifuddin and ali at the market. slept right away the moent i took off my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn messenger pissed me off, now web messenger is trying to do the same thing. was chatting with weining and she didn't reply. waited damn long, tried to talk to xinyi, oso nv reply. then i IMed mariam but she received. i thought there's no problem. so i waited again for replies. then suddenly xinyi chat with me then say she nv receive the msges, knn lah, must sign in to messenger again to make everything normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weining, the band major, is helping ncc to recruit pple u noe! lol. and i think i'll have to help band in that case, i dun mind helping band, just not any other uniform groups. was really impressed by band when they performed once in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me n weining have a bet, the one who has lower recruitment will treat the other sakae, and i'm not going to lose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113536017929977057?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113536017929977057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113536017929977057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113536017929977057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113536017929977057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/sec1s-to-be-came-today-everyone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113525567460862873</id><published>2005-12-22T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T20:47:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was exchanging rifles with lopez and he throwed his rifle in my direction instead of throwing to my side, hit my head, went down to the floor immediately, cannot take it seah the pain. now there's a swell on my forehead, nb, i dun want to be a luohan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clts asked us questions one by one today, actuallie, i'm not sure if i want part a or b, but i just said part a. argh, i dunno if i made the right choice, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro just showed me some videos, parkour, cars, soccer, tony hawk and accidents. damn cool seah, when my msn is ready(though i dun think it'll ever be), just ask me for some if u want. i think the accidents are damn cool, though they're realli bad damages, but its damn exciting seah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrbrown.com/blog/2005/12/browncast_zhng_.html"&gt;zhng my car&lt;/a&gt;'s latest episode rocks totally, just go and listen! there's this part where johnny heard hello kitty and he dun understand, he thought it was hello pussy and took it for a real pussy, hahahhaa. the headlights part was damn funnie oso, and celest is so sexy! lol.&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, dun forget to donate to 1-900-ZHNG! mr brown loves to help poor and sick people, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr the sec 1s are coming, and we're wearing no.4, woohoo! we're gonna impress them, and pple, ncc recruitment is gonna pawn every other CCA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113525567460862873?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113525567460862873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113525567460862873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113525567460862873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113525567460862873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/was-exchanging-rifles-with-lopez-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113509190183025027</id><published>2005-12-20T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:18:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm now closer to another group, but it doesn't mean that i don't wanna hang around with u pple animore. i miss the times when we hang around together, do u think i fucking forgot those times? i miss you guys, i really do. but wtf? i noe all of you went out together before without calling me, forget those, i'm talking about special occasion dammit. you dun realise, but it really hurts alot. i remember chatting with u pple every night. i remember lending a ear to one of you with ur problems, have you forgotten it all? i thought u were my closest friend. up till now, most of my secrets, only you know. i told no one else. another influenced me to like cars, went with you to all the car shows and everything, i guess you've forgotten abt those times too. i always try to make u guys laugh by cracking some jokes, i dun remember doing anything wrong, or showing any attitude, why the fuck is this happening? fuck off man, fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113509190183025027?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113509190183025027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113509190183025027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113509190183025027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113509190183025027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113507233684664742</id><published>2005-12-20T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:52:16.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IL DIVO-THE CHRISTMAS COLLECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;die die must get&lt;/em&gt; album. all the songs are damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching triple 9 on ch5, then i started thinking abt the bananas and next year, its gonna be hell for us, i noe that there wun be so much fun animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember miss song(a relief teacher) once told me, sec 3 and sec 4 years are gonna be the worst years of your life. sec 3 is not the worse, in fact, its the best year ever. but i seriously think sec 4 will be the year of the white hairs. SHIT. i already have alot u noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at my grandma's house right now, missed training to come here. my mum told me in the morning when i was preparing for training, nb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113507233684664742?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113507233684664742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113507233684664742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113507233684664742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113507233684664742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/il-divo-christmas-collection-die-die.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113501389697691085</id><published>2005-12-19T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:38:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thoned at lam's place for the disappointing arsenal match, i just want to say that if the goal from van persie isn't disallowed, things might not be the same. i dun wanna talk much abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam's com is full of problems, its either his wireless connection gets disconnected or the com hangs, wth. we had much fun with &lt;a href="http://wholivesnearyou.com"&gt;wholivesnearyou&lt;/a&gt;, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got so bored we decided to go outside and disturb pple by pressing their doorbells, hahaha. ji was sleeping and he brought lam's pillow with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were watching GOAL! and all of us fell asleep. i have training tmr, and i am thoning, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for home while all of them were still sleeping. so freaking tired and sleepy, got home with the feeling of not going ncc, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing my arsenal tee and i felt so freaking pissed when this chelsea fan came up, argh, i dun think he saw me, &lt;em&gt;heng &lt;/em&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw another cadet from part a today, edwin(i think). wenson called him to come down but he himself is no where to be seen !@#$ i just think i'm really going to have a hard time with them next year. with me already having problems with some of the Attitude Probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joke of the day&lt;/strong&gt;: the girls were afraid that the ncc room is haunted and asked for some guys to follow them up, LOL. if alone nvm ah, but got like 7 pple seah, wah lao. think kuo lim went up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to paint the Dnt workshop and rooms after training, ma'am treated us lunch, lol. 6boxes of pizza for around 8 pple. we could only finish 5 boxes before we started painting. finished the last one after everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boots kena abit of paint so i used thinner the wipe it, in the end, my boots became white, OH NO, i wonder if kiwi can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun playing with paint and which we regretted doing, cause the sink is full of paint, and the paint on our hand is very hard to wash off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used thinner to clean our hands, have to clean for very long and some of the rags are dirty so it just makes things worse. then shaun said, "eh hot seah." he was refering his &lt;em&gt;thinnered &lt;/em&gt;hands. i was like, "where got hot seah." then all the pain came. the thinner just burn ur hands! its the 2nd worse pain i experienced this year, with my food poisoning being the first. no choice ah, we thought that the thinner was the only way to clean, &lt;em&gt;tahan tahan. &lt;/em&gt;washed the sink till like 4 plus and got our hands dirty again, lol. yes we're stupid. then daryzuwan came back from the canteen and said that the canteen soap is very effective, lol. me and ameer went there immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its so much better than thinner! the best part is, u won't get any burning sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked abit and shouted commands in parade square like there's a parade of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dary shared with us his experiences in brunei. it was shiok lah seah, the netball and track girls treated the camp like chalet, walked around wearing revealing clothes, and the instructors also didn't care. he even saw something he shouldn't have seen. but daryzuwan's a nice person lah, he doesn't care abt these sort of things one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't see my babe! i dunno why, i think its sick ah, then go see doctor when i not around. he will be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113501389697691085?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113501389697691085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113501389697691085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113501389697691085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113501389697691085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/thoned-at-lams-place-for-disappointing.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113490712060425982</id><published>2005-12-18T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T19:58:40.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amanda just called me to go to zion and play dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMANDA NGIAM PLAYS DOTA?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mismatch. i guess, miracles do happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113490712060425982?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113490712060425982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113490712060425982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113490712060425982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113490712060425982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/amanda-just-called-me-to-go-to-zion.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113488459916609051</id><published>2005-12-18T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T13:48:44.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules of the Game.&lt;br /&gt;01.Post 5 weird or random stuff about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;02.At the end of the post,list 5 ppl whom u wan to do e quiz.&lt;br /&gt;03.Next, leave a comment "you are tagged" in their blog n ask them to read ur blog for rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. i'm a car fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;02. i'm beginning to like winnie the pooh, dun ask why.&lt;br /&gt;03. i hate the fact that i can't keep the hairstyle i want due to some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;04. i am very heng.&lt;br /&gt;05. hengfactor&gt;tengku+ngiam factor+sugarplumbfairy, if there's more, its still hengfactor&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to go against rule no.2, so rule no. 3 can f off oso, lol. but if keith's blog is done, his name would be in rule no. 2. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the quiz, now for some interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/initial%20d%20rx-7%20in%20orchard.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/initial%20d%20ae86%20in%20orchard.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/initial%20d%20ae86%20in%20orchard.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pictures were taken in orchard. if u have watched Initial D, u'd know that they are the stars in the show. of course, they're not the models u see in the show, just two drivers(look at top right in the AE86 pic, yes, they are the drivers) who want their cars to look like them. but they look really alike though, with the stickers exactly the same as those in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drivers drove in, got out and had a little talk. and everyone started taking pictures. and after a while, they drove off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rx-7 was really fast, but the AE86, which was supposed to be faster, was damn slow. obviously the driver only modified the hood and stuff, but didn't touch the engine at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not seen the black lambo in orchard, heard its damn sexy, but i've no time for it, knn. thx to syazie for sending me a pic of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsenal's big match tonite, against chelsea. i really wanna watch it with the guys, especially with shi kai being the only one supporting chelsea, lol. but i have training tmr morning, damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113488459916609051?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113488459916609051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113488459916609051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113488459916609051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113488459916609051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/rules-of-game.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113465423156049080</id><published>2005-12-15T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T22:13:54.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yesterdae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for pds training in the morning in the morning and left for flag dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reported to tiong bahru for our donation bags, decided to go to suntec area as we were told not to hang around tiong bahru area. met ivan at the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking in city link and i decided to get some donations first, looking at this couple walking, i thought, "aiya, confirm the guy want to step nice guy then will donate." in the end, he didn't give me a cent and the lady donated and he went, "she will donate." wtf seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"excuse me, would u like to donate to the children's society?".&lt;/strong&gt; standard question, some pple think they're so funnie, they'd say "yes", or nod their head, and walk away without donating. nbcb, give me hope for what! lol. and ameer got the best reply of the day from this old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i need donations myself."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so damn shock to hear that reply, it sounded rather nasty, but argh, shocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to LJS for a meal, and ameer was such a clown there, lol. somehow he dropped his plate, and all his fries landed on his pants and he went, "&lt;strong&gt;fuck, now i have a new plate."&lt;/strong&gt; it was damn funny seah, most of the food dropped on the floor, and he went to take the broom and swept the floor. everyone behind the counter laughed, including the manager, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to our original place and these two primary sch girls were there collecting donations for the youth whatever, lol. we were so tired, we sat down and asked pple if they want free stickers, lol. "free stickers, anyone?" lol. the two girls left so we went back to business, lol. went back to tiong bahru, at around 4plus, and 33ed to raimahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met haziq, preet and terry, and ameer went after being there for like 5mins cause his bro called him to borrow his ipod, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met oliver who's on his way home from AI course. went home at around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, this is not right, i dreamt of her again, this is just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school in no.4 today because the A.Is are coming down too, and they're wearing no.4 because they're going to HQ afterwards for their passing out ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt alot of new drills from the AIs, lol. so cool seah, and damn i could have gone for A.I course, me and fairul thought we can't. fuck it. the training by the provost was damn tough oso lah, but i like their style, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was alone in the male changing room and i heard someone pressing the button? for shower. got scared and walked out of the room, saw fai outside, we went back in to check every cubicle to see if there's anione but there's no one, knn, why i everytime so suay one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played our new game, lol. the cadets did so much push ups that they couldn't continue, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma'am drove us to HQ for the POC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS TO ALL AIs! after two weeks of hell, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113465423156049080?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113465423156049080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113465423156049080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113465423156049080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113465423156049080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterdae-went-for-pds-training-in_15.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113447579187470091</id><published>2005-12-13T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:09:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;fai: &lt;/strong&gt;eh rabak seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman: &lt;/strong&gt;whats rabak ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fai: &lt;/strong&gt;like like.... like... like like.... like like.... like like.... like like.... like... like like.... like like... like... eh ** ****** ** ******** **.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for the meaning of RABAK and suddenly he starts talking abt relationships, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ameer just can't beat me in worms, i'm just too pro lah, lol. try harder lah, asm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt sergeant majors, i got to know my post today=D i'm in charge of part B(sec 2), i wanted part A(sec 1), of course, i didn't request for it. but fairul told me that sir zaldy thinks i'd scare all the part As away, wth. LOL. i'm alwaes joking with the cadets during training, why am i scary=CCCCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the pace stick down to measure a distance between each other for the drills, its really useful, but we want a brown one! lol. this one's kinda spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired, slept all afternoon. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113447579187470091?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113447579187470091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113447579187470091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113447579187470091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113447579187470091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/fai-eh-rabak-seah.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113439865317585435</id><published>2005-12-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:44:13.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought balloons on the wae to sch for the new ncc game that the SS thought of during preparations for SSC, didn't play it in the end though, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the biggest cleaning up of the house since i was born, nb, found alot of junk, like the olden metal iron, and alot of old stuff which i never knew existed. there's also this two metal bars which were abt palm size but weigh abt 8kg. my bro wanted to throw it away but my uncle came, and said it can be sold for alot of money, hohoho. tts a treasure man, lol. then my bro saw this big fat lizard and he went, "OMG, THATS THE UGLIEST LIZARD EVER.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never been so &lt;em&gt;sai kang&lt;/em&gt; at ncc, and this time, at home, lol. alot of areas at home look so empty now, with all the junk gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked my mum for money to buy books today, she said, "why buy books? waste money only." then she showed me this booklet of vouchers, all from popular. all together, i could get $200 worth of books with them, haha. i dunno how my dad got them, but think its from some bank. shiok seah. i'm gonna fill my cabinet with ALOT of books real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired after training but i didn't went to bed, played com till dinner, and i fell asleep halfwae, lol. damn tired now, ncc training tmr too. or for the whole week, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss u pple badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113439865317585435?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113439865317585435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113439865317585435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113439865317585435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113439865317585435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/bought-balloons-on-wae-to-sch-for-new.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113419076136037438</id><published>2005-12-10T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T12:59:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go to HQ with the ncc girls because ameer n syazwan is in camp pinn, dary is in OBB(outward bound brunei), and i think fairul is not free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet them at bedok interchange phone booth. i took 222, thinking that it'd turn into the interchange, but it went on to chai chee! i took it on the wrong side, lol. 854's first stop is there, so i just told the girls to get on 854 and contact me while they're reaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached HQ in 30mins or so, and we're so damn early. time for collecting the SSC certs, 0900hrs-1100hrs, but we reached at 0900hrs. nbcb, what were the girls thinking??? they're the ones who decided the time to meet. met ameer n syazwan at block 246, they were having a break i think. the girls are so afraid of everything in HQ, if got sir, "kiang hua u walk first leh". they're alreadi senior specs, they're not doing aniting wrong, but they have "cltphobia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked past the these grp of clts and enciks, then this supernumary said, "gd morning bedok view!". if i greeted him back, means i'd have to greet everyone there. dun want seah, so i didn't replied him, LOL. was opening the toilet door when 2WO Thomas appeared from nowhere, greeted him and went into the toilet. when i came out, he was stil there, and we had a little chat, he's realli funny seah. went up to third floor, east district admin office to collect our certs. we couldn't find adeline's one, lol. guess she'd have to come back to HQ some other day to collect her cert, lol. ameer n syazwan came up too, had a chat with them abt camp pinn, nb, they had real fun seah=C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left HQ at 1050hrs, wanted to go Lot 1 for some shopping, but i think its better to go back to sch for pds training. then fairul called me to ask what time am i going to collect cert, then he said i never call him, then when i reminded him that he told me he's not free, "oh ya ah, lol." blur king, asked him to go to sch to assist pds training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strength was so fcuking low that ma'am cancelled training. real disappointed with my cadets. went to sch to meet fairul, passed ma'am the certs and played netball with fai. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF YEAR CAMP IS CANCELLED! nbcbff! the R.O that i planned, everything little thing planned just in case is all crap now. its in the wastepaper basket now aniwae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, played games, then went to bedok interchange phone booth at 1635hrs. this time, i took 9 there, lol. met keith at the 196 waiting area, haha, wanted to backstab him from behind but he saw me=C. he's on his way to east coast, damn i wanted to go but had to go to the CLT POP parade. the girls made this funny noise together when they came, it was so embarrasing! the uncle beside me was shaking his head and i said sry, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept on the bus, as usual, i took my magazine to cover my face, lol. lots of laughs on the bus, the bus ride was longer. probably because more people is taking that bus now and the bus couldn't skip any stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached at around 6 and realised we're the only people wearing sch u, LOL. its just not appropriate to wear sch u to a parade, but dun care lah. then the girls irritated me by being scared of everything, for example, "the toilet can use or not ah?" WTF, use lah! reminds me of talkative aunties who asks stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parade was damn nice, although the east(i think so) flag almost dropped, lol. saw ivan but couldn't find devin. went to the parade square to congratulate ivan because we know where he is, then went on to find devin. when we reached, he told us, "see you in school." that sounds so threatening, god bless the SS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling hungry so i went to buy cup noodles, bought tom yam and enjoyed it at the void deck. people must think that i'm a runaway kid or something, wearing sch u at 2330hrs, enjoying cup noodles. hahaha. the tom yam was damn spicy, i kept sweating. shit seah, and i had no water with me, lol. went home, bathe n slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i fcuking dreamt of her again, fcuk fcuk fcuk. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113419076136037438?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113419076136037438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113419076136037438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113419076136037438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113419076136037438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterday-had-to-go-to-hq-with-ncc.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113405338671361396</id><published>2005-12-08T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:52:55.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went jogging with elsinta, ivy and hidayat. waited for el with hidayat at netball court, and jogged to ivy's house then jogged to bedok jetty. hanged around there for a while, and walked back. sent ivy home, and on the wae to el's house, the sky didn't seem very friendly. and it drizzled on the wae there. then it got so freaking heavy, me n hidayat got stuck under a block. had a chat about NCC and the new policies(which we're so not happy about), poly and jc courses, jobs. LOL. went to 7-eleven for some cup noodles. had a hard time telling elsinta that we dun need umbrellas, lol. left the place at around 0240hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like going straight to bed but my mum forced me to bathe, lol. heavy rain came again after i bathe. heng ah. went to bed straight after drying my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of her again, but i just hate it. i'll get so happie in the dream, and when i wake up, all the happiness go. how i wish they're real. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to toa payoh with my mum today to collect her ring. nb have to go so far seah, 31ed there. i kind of like jewelry so and i stepped into the shop, i went, "what nice seah.". then my mum replied," if u're a girl u'd have stepped out of the shop with one.". hahahaha, she's kinda surprised that i like those things too, lol. 31ed home after collecting the ring because i've to go home and settle some ncc stuff. damn, been so busy with ncc stuff lately that i dun even see the guys much=C nvm, sch's starting soon!=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this ferrari on the highway, and the skoda octavia cab again. was reading my motoring to keep myself company, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw 5 jc girls walking on the pavement. they're COMPLETE GEEKS. to most guys, jc girls would probably mean pretty girls to them, but wtf?! geeks! if there's just one, its ok. but FIVE, with their socks worn like ballet dancers. cannot take it seah. the geeky gang, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt geeks, i miss the geeky bananas=CCC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113405338671361396?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113405338671361396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113405338671361396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113405338671361396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113405338671361396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-jogging-with-elsinta-ivy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113388371361348495</id><published>2005-12-06T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:41:53.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lam freaking texted me at 0500hrs in the morning, "tml go whr?". marther, normally when pple text me when i'm sleeping i wun wake up, but this time, my phone was just right beside my right ear. suay seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told him to go to sleep and we'll talk abt it tmr but he said he'll wake up late so we betta decide. why would i wanna think about such things when i'm in the middle of my sleep? managed to get him to sleep though, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for my friend's call for soccer till 3+pm. then he called, and said he's not free. nbcb! then ivy called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to seng kang to help ivy carry some stuff with her, wan kian and elsinta. was waiting for ivy to pack her stuff so we went to compass point to shop around first. went to mini toons and found these winnie the pooh and mickey mouse puzzles being sold for $2.90 each. cheap seah! each of us bought one, and of course, i bought the pooh's puzzle. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro installed final fantasy into my com=DDD its like the best rpg game ever, so... i'm going to play it now! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113388371361348495?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113388371361348495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113388371361348495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113388371361348495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113388371361348495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/lam-freaking-texted-me-at-0500hrs-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113379055075901646</id><published>2005-12-05T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:49:11.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent the nite at a friend's chalet in changi. was quite fun when we went around looking at the attraction there, the "ah guas" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go tot OCH but we turned back on the wae there when we saw lightning, lol. scary seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played blackjack, and a few other games, like memory, where we flip cards and try to match pairs, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't sleep the whole nite and got home at around 0930hrs. blogged about SSC till 1030hrs and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1930hrs to find 4missed calls and messsages, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong xin yuan was very touching today, with hua jie being so GREAT. i really feel sad for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel like sleeping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113379055075901646?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113379055075901646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113379055075901646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113379055075901646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113379055075901646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/spent-nite-at-friends-chalet-in-changi.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113375157556717930</id><published>2005-12-05T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:59:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to report to camp at 0730 hrs. went to HQ with the AI pple. me and fairul can't go because we have SSC nbcb, it doesn't matter alot to miss the first three daes of AI course rite? why can't we go! trained so hard just for AI. marched to upper parade square for in-processing where the five of us would be separated to individual platoons. there's y1, y2, y3, z4, z5, z6. i'm in z5. there weren't even any bedok view girls in my platoon! felt so lonely at the start, but nvm, i'm a friendly person! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat for some talk by RSM in mph and the guy beside me was falling asleep, lol. we had a gd talk about dota, LOL. and guess what? he's a diver. i dun think he went to the diver course by NCC, it was some other thing i think. but still, the CLTs are getting jealous? i certainly think so. he wanted to keep it low, as he noes that the CLTs will find trouble with him, in the end, this CLZT came to sit beside him, and said, "i heard u're a diver rite?" wonder how they found out though, lol. then another CLT kept calling "diver" from behind. when my friend turned back, the CLT warned him, u're in deep shit. wtf? whats wrong with being a diver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that my platoon was full of lamers, lol. they just make jokes that u just can't laugh at all, u can't even force a smile on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outram sec lamer: eh ur sch what ah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman: bedok view.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outram sec lamer: realli? the view nice or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one example, it was so lame that i decided to put it as title of my blog. it was &lt;em&gt;lame to the max&lt;/em&gt;, according to fairul. i couldn't agree more with him. whenever they make lame jokes to me, i'd just stare at them, and they're like waiting for me to laugh, then i'll just look away, much to their disappointment. they'd probably think that i have AP, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discovered that diff schs have diff posts, was quite shock when a guy told me that he is a PS. a PS(platoon sergeant) coming to SSC?? then i realised that their PS is the same as CSM(company sergeant major). discovered that outram sec is east district too, though they're in west. their neighbouring schs are all west district schs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some revision or arms and foot drills to get ready for mutuals on the 2nd dae. the drills my sir thought was abit diff from what i learnt, but he told me its ok, just do it the wae i'm comfortable with. but he'd prefer it his way, and of course, for more marks, i decided to learn his wae, LOL. i certainly dun wanna be the first guy in bedok view secondary sch to fail SSC, and furthermore all my effort will be wasted. i got so bored doing the same arms drill over and over again i decided to do some pds with the m16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some marching, and left camp at around 1830hrs. went to somewhere with fairul, ameer and amanda, lol. after that we rushed to the barber downstairs to get a haircut. only this malay barber is still open, its closed actuallie, but i beg the uncle to trim my sideburn. but i'd say, he did a realli bad job. fcuking regretted it! went home, did mutuals in front of a mirror, got ready for next day, bed time at around 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't meet up with the AI people, dunno why, lol. supposed to report to HQ at 0730hrs with badges worn. as i had expected, the diver didn't wear his diver badge. guess he doesn't want to get any scoldings, lol. he's a realli nice guy, and has gd standard. i fcuking lost his email add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to do our mutuals after some talk. my foot drill mutual was done, its alrite i guess, and due to lack of time, i have to do it on the 2nd dae. marther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;temasek's CSM was realli pissed with his USM. seems like the USM is a complete slacker, he probably got into SSC because the CO is biased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was told to report by 0715hrs the next dae @$#%^! seriously, MARTHER lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last dae! me n ameer cabbed to HQ as we're abit late so i asked the rest to leave without us. we can get to hq within 20mins in a cab aniwae, lol. had to get ready for arms drill. everyone's stress is over, except for mine. nb. this big shot guy from the army came to give us a talk, he's realli funnie. he told us that he pulled a girls panties when he was 4, because he was feeling curious about why the guys and girls wear diff underwear, LOL. he got a spanking from the grandma of the girl, hahahaha. then he asked his man to buy 4 tea 4 coffee, in the end, the soldier came back to him with four-ty-four coffee, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my arms drill after that. i kinda cocked up, cause one of my platoon mates made faces to me when i was teaching, and i was thinking why he did them, and i lost track of the sequence! kena bastard seah. had course AAR(after action review) with the RSM. it was the time for us to complain what we're not happie abt to improve the standards of future SSC courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda pissed that this anglican guy got platoon best for my platoon. he's blur as hell, was i.c for a short while for the whole course, and he's platoon best. WTF?! guess tts just life. had to stand for like two hours in the parade square. have to tahan ah, no choice. if cannot tahan, not fit to be SS oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda proud when we got our lanyard, though i wished that sir wei ren was the one putting it on for me. sir hafiz put ivan's one on for him! @$%^! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this guy in my platoon who's realli unlucky, he was eating apples outside the toilet and sir accused him of peeping. he kena brought some office, and his CO was informed. its his CO's choice if he gets the lanyard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all over man. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jogging that nite with ivy, sufong and sufong's sista. met up with ji n serene, and met amanda on the wae back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jsut came back from this chalet and i'm feeling very tired. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113375157556717930?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113375157556717930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113375157556717930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113375157556717930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113375157556717930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-day-had-to-report-to-camp-at.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113367349672223576</id><published>2005-12-04T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:19:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY, AFTER THREE FREAKING YEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm finally a sergeant major in NCC! or a staff sergeant as most pple call us. during these three years, i've been backstabbed till i thought that i'll never get my aim, in the end, that backstabber didn't get it, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry for being away for so long, been busy preparing for the course. aniwae, i'm going for a haircut now, and a chalet at nite, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113367349672223576?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113367349672223576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113367349672223576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113367349672223576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113367349672223576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally-after-three-freaking-years-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113267449116186438</id><published>2005-11-22T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T23:48:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's these few teenagers who has been riding this realli cool &lt;em&gt;mini-motorcycle&lt;/em&gt; on the roof of the multi storey carpark in front of my block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw them, i was like, wtf! they act cute seah, lol. cause the bike's realli cool! its height knee level, and is about 90cm long. yea, real mini rite? but it has a damn engine. and its not like those kiddy rides u see in markets on sundaes. its damn fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its coolness gets higher and higher whenever i see them now. lol. so fun seah, riding around on an empty carpark with a bike that has no need for a license, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this exciting dream this morning, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started with daryl coming to my house and he TOOK AWAY MY TV! nb cb! in my dream i was damn sad seah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got out of my house and had a war with daryl and his friends. war, real war. with rifles, bullets and grenades, lol. i had this rifle and i went around shooting them, lol. then came this grenade from daryl which landed beside me, lol. i threw it back at him n he threw it at his own teammates, hahahahha. then came another one, which i threw back at him and it exploded in his hands, lol. then they got scared and ran away, WITH MY TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was heading home and met sch mates along the wae. ngiam was there, and guess what?! her hairstyle was the same as ivy's! LOL. she looks like hua jie from tong xin yuan seah! lol. was supposed to go to sch with them but suddenly i went for a jog without saying gdbye, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sch after my 100m jog, lol. they're having some competition there, i forgot what it was, i think its a singing competition, lol. too much campus superstar going on i guess, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then out of nowhere got gangsters attack us. had a war game with them, so fun seah! lol. i forgot what happened in the end=C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna have this type of dream everyday, it'll make my life much more exciting, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i believe u can see that i'm not blogging much animore, i'm just quite busy with some ncc stuff, and with a 3dae and another 14dae course coming soon, i believe i'm going to take a break from blogging, lol. i'll still blog if i have the energy and time alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you, JOHNNY saying goodbye. hahahahahahahahaha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113267449116186438?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113267449116186438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113267449116186438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113267449116186438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113267449116186438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/theres-these-few-teenagers-who-has.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113237815475611002</id><published>2005-11-19T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:29:14.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to sch late by 15mins, and the first period was chinese. told mr sunny chong that i overslept, and he said that he's very happy that i'm honest, but in a sarcastic way. i seriously am not happy with his sarcasm. when i was choosing B or C class, i was choosing them by looking at the teachers. was told that both are good, and i had a hard time choosing. but more pple said that sunny chong's a gd teacher. i chose C class, though i noe that mr chong is very sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think he has a problem with me. seng feels the same way too. nb, i know he's a very nice person but when he is sarcastic, its realli KNN. given homework on the first day of lesson, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teo didn't come for english and we had that gay relief teacher.  had to write a compo about some stupid courses, but me, syazie, keith, shi kai and manpreet spent the whole lesson chatting, lol. then he was damn strict, and wanted us to complete the compo. manpreet, keith n syazie finished only one paragraph, so, for recess time, they rewrote the 1st paragraph backwards to make the compo longer, lol. i wrote crap, and to extend the compo, i copied down the question, LOL. manpreet n keith sneaked out of the class and the teacher found out, nb. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and shi kai went down to the canteen and told them about it. and they're supposed to see the teacher if not he will report it to sir zaldy. then while they were eating, the teacher came n caught them. LOL. he's only a relief teacher, but he step big seah. manpreet have to complete a compo of 250 words, and his compo is 14 words short, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to comp lab for geog. had to do some stupid project, lol. i kena "HIV and AIDS". should be quite easy though, lol. i yahoo imaged"HIV" n saw some really gross pics, lol. went to shi kai's comp n yahoo imaged saleen S7, he went," wah sexy seah!" lol. then showed him the pic in my blog which turned him on even more. joanne was surfing thru friendster the whole lesson, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the fitness corner with ameer and fairul to meet manpreet. was listening to some recordings in his phone, lol. ameer and haziq left and we just sat there talking. then suddenly got storong wind and a few droplets of water hit my back. so i went," why got water seah?!" and about 5s later, heavy rain backstabbed us, LOL. ran to the void deck and manpreet prank called some people, including keith's sister, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith went back home, while me, manpreet n fairul went to a shop to duplicate a key. went to siglap cc to slack a while. manpreet asked sio n ngiam to go to simpang with us, which they said yes, but they never came, lol. was supposed to meet them at 3 there. but at 3, they called and said they'd reach at 4, then at 4 they called to say they'll not be coming, lol. had hokkien mee with ah pui, ryan and manpreet. it was ah pui's treat with his brunei money, LOL. ryan went off first. we left at around 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a hard time getting a cab and when we got one, the cabbie was a newbie i guess, he doesn't know how to go to new upper changi rd, like wtf! lol. then his voice is like donald duck, lol.&lt;br /&gt;we had a sex education talk with the him, LOL. shall not talk much abt it cause its kinda dirty, lol. it was damn funnie and we laughed like nuts. ah pui was damn funnie seah, imitating his voice when replying, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to pass ivy her present from kuo lim then went home straight, wanted to step into singapore pools but it was overcrowded, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just scanned my com n found a virus, NB. dunno from where seah. must ask my bro about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113237815475611002?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113237815475611002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113237815475611002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113237815475611002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113237815475611002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/went-to-sch-late-by-15mins-and-first.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113224349934090841</id><published>2005-11-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T00:35:28.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nb! today morning got two thunders that was realli loud! i guess only those around bedok can hear the thunder clearly cause the lightning was at somewhere at the market near our sch, loud seah. the first one woke me up, then five mins later, the second one came. knn, scary seah. woke me up at 6, so early seah. nvm lah, got sch oso. lol. so at least today i wun be late for sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to sch from my jurong house in 5mins noe! lol. met mariam, went up to class with her. asked joan along the way if there was pizza n drinks yesterdae during maths n she told us there was nth. nabei i trusted shi kai seah! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mr yong's classroom to see ms farhanah leading the class to her homeroom. mariam called her farhanah n she wasn't happie, lol. mr yong wasn't here so she took us for the period.&lt;br /&gt;at first i tot i'd be bringing ivy's present for nth cause she wasn't around, lol. nb, if she realli dun come i give the shoes to my mother seah, lol. she was late lah, hahahhaa. she lucky. gave her an empty shoe box, lol. she had to find her shoes, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marr brought chocolates n cookies to sch, lol. was eating n doing SS, though i didn't write a single word in the end, lol. shi kai had a hard time resisting the temptation to eat them because he has a sore throat, LOL. aniwae, thks marr! serene called halfwae to tell that she's coming, lol. she was at the bus stop at her hse, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attendence for dnt was bad, lol. we combined with ma'am kua's class, lol. mr low taught us more on the M.A, V.R today. lol. n speed is represented by rpm, lol. the lesson was so boring i spent much of the lesson calling marr and ngiam, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr low ate into 15mins for our recess time so ma'am gave us recess till 1115hrs. so fair seah, lol. marr, ngiam, sio called for mc delivery, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the basketball court for some soccer n saw mr shah there, lol. sat at the bench watching him play. then he kicked the ball and the ball hit arron's groin. LOL. funnie seah, then he just laugh n walked away. what a great teacher! lol. arron just couldn't move after that, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer at the basketball court till 1120hrs, which is ok cause ma'am was late for lesson too, lol. she's taking over for the periods after recess. we had to stand for not bringing our workbooks, n its not like mr low asked us to bring it. nvm lah, lol. shi kai was asked to clean the whiteboard n he spent like 15mins doing it, lol. she's taking over for the periods after recess. did some worksheets, got our homeowork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, jun kai and shi kai was asked by aniq to follow him to see ms koh for dunno what reason. in the end, me n shi kai didn't have t osee her, lol. hengfactor works, lol. had a little chat in the canteen with ngiam, sio, ngiam n shi kai. had fun taking pics with shi kai's new phone, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marine parade with shi kai n sio because sio wanted to get er.. papers? i dunno. which we couldn't find in popular oso. talking abt that, we were heading popular and sio didn't tell us in the cab. so we went to PP n walked to popular. lol, cacat seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the pet shop n saw so many cute puppies n hamsters! lol. cute seah, i wanna have a golden retriever=C walked past a dunno-what shop which sio n shi kai bought balloons in. balloons as in those type which u'll have a straw, a tube of dunno-what-thingk, then u cover one end of the straw with the thing from the tube, lol. cheap seah, one dollar for 32 tubes, i think. lol. so fun. we blew them and i threw them onto the road from the overhead bridge, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to zion after sio went home. there queue was wae too long so me n shi kai went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blew more balloons when i got home, lol. soccer at 1645hrs. nb, i didn't have a gd start playd with some strangers. n when i had a shot at goal, the keeper kicked away the ball n the ball flew n hit my left eye. i couldn't even open my eyes after that so i asked my fren to play for me, lol. i wasn't even in the game for 3mins seah, lol. its still red right now=C went home at around 1930hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, sry for using these 1234hrs time format, i'm just too used to the army n ncc wae lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113224349934090841?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113224349934090841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113224349934090841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113224349934090841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113224349934090841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/nb-today-morning-got-two-thunders-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113215977008073882</id><published>2005-11-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:50:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPIE 16TH BIRTHDAY TO IVY LU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u're legal for some things alreadi but please think carefully, LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda, sio n marr tried to play a prank on me which didn't succeed in doing so. LOL. i was at doubt, so i stepped angry, and they told me the truth, hahahahahaha. funnie seah counter attack them. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms goh gave the class pizza n drinks today! nbcb! why i today nv go then she give! at first i tot keith was just lying, being his usual self. but when i heard it from shi kai, i felt so pissed cause i noe its true. nb seah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113215977008073882?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113215977008073882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113215977008073882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113215977008073882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113215977008073882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/happie-16th-birthday-to-ivy-lu-ure.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113215237339763400</id><published>2005-11-16T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:47:18.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shut up ivy lu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm falling deeper, though i shouldn't be. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;??????????????????????????????????????????????????//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;no i told myself to shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;coz i cant tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to find out something from her, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but you noe wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now 14 can have sex ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling deeper, though i shouldn't be. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;realli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you slooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm falling deeper, though i shouldn't be. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;who tell u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the newspaper reporter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he not only told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he told alot of ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm falling deeper, though i shouldn't be. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;huh u met him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;twentyone says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;no he report it in the newspaper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why all my frens are becoming cacat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113215237339763400?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113215237339763400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113215237339763400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113215237339763400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113215237339763400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/twentyone-says-shut-up-ivy-lu-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113214737946857954</id><published>2005-11-16T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:48:32.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;was too busy to blog lately, sry pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i went for AI course selection yesterdae at HQ. met up with fairul n saiful under my block in the morning. met up with everyone at bedok mrt at around 0730hrs. i accidentally asked shaun to come 15mins earlier and he scolded me like he reached two hrs earlier! its not like he's alone or something, he has his brother to talk to! yes, his brother, ryan in sec 1 is going. lol. a sec 1 instructor to be. he's pds drills are realli gd! but not only ryan, oliver and lopez is going too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to report at blk 245 at 9. reached HQ at around 0845hrs but we have to sign in. signing in to the camp doesn't take a long time, but that dae happened to have other pple going there too, banglas. think they're there to paint the buildings. a grp of 13year old boys in civilian clothing were there too. i think they're from boys home or something, overheard it while their ma'am was signing in and talking to the sir. they took a loooong time to sign in. one didn't even bothered to give his i.c no., lol. another went off to talk without signing in. wasted much time. we were late, but luckily the MP wasn't there yet so we didn't kena aniting, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marched to MPH with our rifles. wasted time waiting for the MP to come, was supposed to be leaving for home at 11, but he wasn't even here yet at 1045hrs. so we carried on with the test without him, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five pple taking the test each time, and i was the last person to perform so they made the last group six, LOL. huge relief for me, i tot i'd be tested alone, lol. staff saiful was testing us too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home by bus with lopez, saiful and fairul. went to market near sch for lunch at around 1pm. reached home around 3. went to zion after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going there to get ivy's present. not zion, PP. lol. PP after zion. went to royal sporting house. we couldn't find the colour she wants, actuallie yes, but the colour combination is diff. the black part became white. lol. so we decided to go to gallon sports, but before we left, lam put down the strap of a swimsuit that a manakin was wearing! the right breast of it was exposed. nb, i ran out of the shop. looked back from outside, some boys who walked past the manakin actuallie stared at the fake boobs, LOL. laugh the whole wae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't even find ONE puma shoes in gallon sports. knn. went back to royal sporting house. was staring at the puma shoes, considering whether to buy it. then ji said to lam, "now my turn ah." he stood up and went to pull down the strap, INFRONT OF ONE OF THE SHOP ATTENDENTS. nb! he didn't do a clean job! lam was the first to run out. ji just sat down with me, and said, "we just sit down." sat for a while, i turned n looked at the shop attendent. nb he like stunned seah, dunno what he thinking. i couldn't take it n ran out of the shop, LOL. nb lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the andersen's ice cream then isetan to find ivy's shoes, lol. played with the ball there, then came this lady who stared at us as if she wants us to pay for the ball, lol. couldn't find the shoes, so we left. went to the arcade, lol. keith called me in the middle of my basketball game n caused me to feel uncomfortable cause my phone is vibrating in my pocket n i can't pick it up, lol. i can't pause the game rite! lol. he called the other two, lol. he joined us in the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to royal sporting house again, lol. this time lam took the goggles of the manakin n wore it, LOL. the lady was staring at him like she's going to blow, LOL. ji n shi kai paid for the shoes first, n luckily neither ji or lam did the manakin thing, lol. went back to zion for a few more games, got chased out of the shop cause it was closing n we're still playing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam has made frens with two manakins in PP. the rusty one and the porn star in royal sporting house. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i'm going to be real busy with NCC stuff, so i wun be blogging much i guess, i'll still blog if i have the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113214737946857954?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113214737946857954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113214737946857954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113214737946857954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113214737946857954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/was-too-busy-to-blog-lately-sry-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113190234793844378</id><published>2005-11-14T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T01:19:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a chat with weining this morning from 12am to 5.30am, hahahaha. she didn't want to sleep cause she wants to sleep on the bus to msia. first time chat with someone till the next morning lol. n we're both pandas, LOL. hope u enjoyed ur trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aisyah came online around 2am n she taught me ways to prevent eyebags or get rid of them. funnie methods, but i believe they work. cause aisyah everytime sleep late n still no eyebags, lol. mrs heng's secret, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept rite away after weining left. slept till abt 2pm la, like not enuff slp seah. after lunch still feel like sleeping, lol. the guys went to zion then never call me! when i knew that they were there it was alreadi late. aniwae, sry lah el, cannot go with u, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam was at bedok interchange for dunno what reason. asked me to go princess with him to play dota, i think, lol. but it was so late alreadi! around 5 lah. i go there oso a while must go home. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking of playing soccer but i didn't go=C i dunno why oso, LOL. asked to have a match with dennis n his team during next week, lol. its fun to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thk u marr for sending me the &lt;em&gt;zhng my car&lt;/em&gt; audio! freaking funnie seah! but i wonder how he noes so much abt modifying cars. if he anihow say nvm lah, but he realli noes abt parts like sideskirts, tweeters, turbocharge and things like if ur car is realli low u have to slow down when u're going pass humps. he like real only seah, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113190234793844378?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113190234793844378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113190234793844378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113190234793844378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113190234793844378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/had-chat-with-weining-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113181425465828235</id><published>2005-11-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T01:52:46.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY new car damn sexy rite! i noe i noe! babe loves them too! that sexy beast is Saleen S7. go search it on yahoo images. its damn sexy! notice that there's nothing below its hood. obviously its engine is at the back, just like pagani zonda. must be some powerful engine which can turn me on, lol. too bad singapore dun have lah=C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei ning told me in the afternoon that she saw a guy who looks n sound like me seah, lol. she wanted to say hi to "me" but realised that the guy was wearing bball shoes and she thought that that can't be me, lol. imagine if she said hi, lol. pai seh seah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a relative's bdae party at seletar. on the wae there, i saw a skoda octavia cab! i was like, wtf seah! my dad told me that there're only like 3 or 4 skoda cabs in singapore. cool seah, i feel so heng! lol. then came a lorry with green underglow. i've seen alot of vans with blue underglow too. why seah all these cars put underglow. it looks so sucky on them! and i dun see cars that should have underglow having them, lol. had fun playing with my cousins at the playground, lol. n i fell down the slide=C then we played pepsi cola, lol. felt so back-to-childhood, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party i suggested to the adults that we should go to somewhere else to eat cause we dun hang around as often animore. they were deciding where to go, east coast, simpang or jalan kayu. in the end we went to sim pang n had roti prata! lol. i had paper prata n dinosaur though, hahahaha. i alwaes wanted to take a ride in my uncle's latio n i got it today! smooth ride seah. i learnt that diff vehicles have diff speed limits too, lol. i had paper prata n dinosaur though, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was too tired to watch soccer with my frens so i returned home at around 12am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113181425465828235?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113181425465828235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113181425465828235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113181425465828235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113181425465828235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-new-car-damn-sexy-rite-i-noe-i-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113176388114617824</id><published>2005-11-12T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T10:56:45.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was late for dnt by 10mins. eh not bad ah, not as late this time. we learnt mechanisms and mr low had this cool program n it shows us the diff levers and how to know if they are 1st, 2nd or third class levers. was learning halfwae abt moments like what we did in physics and mr low asked us what a moment is. haziq came up with the right ans but mr low tried to be funnie. he was kinda lame for most of the time today. here's one of his lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr low: a moment... is when u take a picture on an outing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(looks at our expression and realises he was too lame)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr low: sry lah i can't help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha he funnie seah. the lesson was quite boring so i played with the ball below my chair. a stupid survey of 88qs took 10mins of our break, knn. had to shade otas somemore. but nvm, onli my first 40qs i did properly, the others i just anihow shade them for a longer break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me n shi kai met sio outside sch and went to the market for breakfast. ngiam was supposed to come with her but she couldn't wake up, lol. sio went to ngiam's hse after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went home after sch to get ready for ncc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AI course is a 14days course, non- residential, but we were talking abt what might just happen if its residential. ultra big bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman: u have to bring 14days of clothing seah, unless can wash.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lopez: 7 underwear oso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiang the hengman: 14 la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lopez: no u wear one for two days la, the 2nd dae just turn the other side n wear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me n fairul laughed like nuts, knn! how would anione think of a thing like this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was told that anione can go to the BM's parade at newton, even without a ticket. so i rushed home n got ready to leave by 6.05pm. knn i tot i'd be the latest. but luckily, yining, huijia and clarriss are just one train ahead of me. the hengfactor works, hahaha. we're supposed to be seated by 6.45pm though, we're obviously late. reached newton mrt at around 6.50pm. there was a traffic jam there, and we had a hard time getting a cab. the girls left first. me, tom n rayner tried walking there though, lol. we got a cab at another side n went to the place. when we got there, the parade was alreadi over=C knn. took cab to newton n mrted home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aniwae, i'm sry that i alwaes blog abt &lt;em&gt;yesterdaes.&lt;/em&gt; i have the habit of blogging abt things in the midnite or the next dae la, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113176388114617824?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113176388114617824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113176388114617824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113176388114617824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113176388114617824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/was-late-for-dnt-by-10mins.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113163951910473040</id><published>2005-11-10T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:18:39.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAYNER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'll be waiting to see ur i.c, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was super late for maths todae, came in when there was about only 10mins left, and i have to stand all the wae ouside class. had a talk with ms goh after the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was quite fun today, had a class discussion. two mahjong papers, one for the gd points of tourism and another for the bad points. me, aniq and rayner played tic tac toe on them, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis games for recess! rayner brought both of his rackets. so many pple want to play seah, each had onli a few shots=C then froggy, ms koh tengteng and goh yingying came. HAHAHAHA. ms goh yingying cannot hit the balls! funnie seah. ray had a great time thrashing the teachers, and i humiliated the teachers even more by saying veri offending things, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese lessons boring as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home today, stupid weather, can't do aniting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113163951910473040?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113163951910473040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113163951910473040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113163951910473040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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stepped right in. wtf!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and because my shoes are spoilt, the sides of my shoes are exposed, the mud got in. nabei! went home to change, the girls waited for me by taking the train to changi airport and back, lol. for the aircon, they say. sry for the wait aniwae, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to paragon and saw ivy. she looks so mature seah, lol. went to meet ji n serene outside metro. ji was waiting for his interview, lol. me n amanda exchanged footwear. she wore my slippers and i wore her adidas. her shoes were so damn small seah! my feet can't even rest properly on the shoe. the mid of my foot was not resting on aniting, lol. i can't even walk properly. she looks even funnier. wearing socks and slippers, HAHAHAHA. we went around paragon and met ivy. she was having her break. then when we were going out of the mall, sio and ngiam exchanged shoes. sio was wearing my slippers and ngiam wearing shoes. so they look normal and i'm the onli one looking stupid! so i took out the shoes n waited for my slippers back. its not nice being barefooted in paragon seah. refused to leave the mall till sio returned me my slippers, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this foodcourt near somerset to eat. had my fav hot plate, lol. its so nice seah. u pple should try. ivy went back to paragon as her break was ending. we went to heeren and shopped around. when we got out of heeren, i called tom and he was heading home alreadi, lol. 36ed to sio's hse. took a nap on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain got heavier on the wae to her hse, so we ran to her house. went around her carpark and saw a lotus elise! hohoho. nice seahh. so long since i last seen a lotus. took pics with it too, hahaha. had a chat and somehow sio laughed till she fell of the sofa! hahahaha. cacat seah. ji n serene went back first so only me, ngiam and sio were there. had lots of fun scaring sio seah. u can just pretend to be seeing something, she would think that u are looking at a ghost. then if u just scream she'd be scared, hahaha. u can do the same thing over and over again and she'd still kena seah. maebe three mins after each try. hahahaha. then she pretended to be a ghost. ahahaha. the lightnings were scary too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i bought sio's shoes! it was a gd deal, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at around 10:25. and saw a lotus exige, hahaha, double kill seah. exige n elise on the same dae. reached home around one hr later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113163481584937303?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113163481584937303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113163481584937303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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nothing for being late for 40mins. what an obvious favouritism being shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was fun, with mr yong saying that i'll have to do something which i said. i'll never do this sort of thing to, a guy?! had fun guessing which state in malaysia belongs to marr. or whoever lah. lol. she doesn't even noe actuallie, jia lat seah tengku! had to do stupid essays! no fun, we should have played musical chairs. n i'll sing for the music. amorrrrrrr. i advertised for xstrandedx too! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was called up by ms koh during recess because she found out i skipped chem. i told her the truth lah. later mdm ho make noise again all that. then she started talking abt the right attitude and stuff. aniwae, she told me that i'm not allowed to retain too. i feel somehow sad to hear that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was bored waiting for farhanah so i went down to pds training. then aniq came to call me back. hohoho. sir zaldy is the class. taught us how to draw lens diagrams. knn the lens diagram got problem with me one. like alwaes cannot draw correctly wan! nvm, at least i understood the lesson=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mr shah's homeroom for another lesson of physics. sir zaldy will be teaching us lens and mr shah will be teaching us waves. saw mr teo n went to said hi, but he's so unfriendly! he not hip hop lah. i miss mr shah so much lah. he's like the best teacher ever. he promised us a fun lesson n he didn't break his promise. he gave us his contact no. and said we can contact him if we need any help on physics or maths, and even if u need someone to talk to. got operating hours somemore seah, lol. he brought us out of the lab to the space outside the hall. he used a slinky to teach us waves, its real funnie seah! and manpreet seems so happy to be his assistant, hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with shi kai to the police post to make a report for his lost donation card. the officer so slow seah, we spent 30mins inside, i spent most of the time playing with shi kai's new watch, and took a 5min nap. and my actions show that i'm so pissed off with him lah. he'll be dumb not to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer after that, had a match, and one-on-one sessions when everyone got tired. i won manpreet, HOHOHO. then went home around 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam called me around 5 n asked me to go to the market cause he's feeling so bored n lonely, hahaha. had chendol n he had.. erm i dunno what lah.  we met up with keith at siglap cc and played soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum told me that something was flying around the house around midnite yesterdae. ee scary seah. then she switched on the light and the thing flew away from the kitchen window. then my mum closed the kitchen windows. it might just be a bird, i noe. tts what i told her too. then she told me the same thing flew in front the window of the living room. the "thing" would have to fly around the block to come in from the front. and how would it remember my unit, birds ain't so smart. dunno lah. just hope that it wun be flying above me when i'm sleeping tonite, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wun be late for sch tmr, lol. good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113146890372991017?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113146890372991017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113146890372991017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113146890372991017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113146890372991017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/was-so-late-for-chem-today-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113137986957948534</id><published>2005-11-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T00:11:09.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got a morning wake up call from keith. hahahaha, he went to sch early thinking hat there's morning assembly! so he waited for me under my block. sry for the long wait keith! i noe the thunders are scary. i at home oso scared seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms goh returned me my laser! finally seah, after a few months. cells dun even get confiscated for so long. had fun disturbing pple with it again, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng lesson was so boring seah. then got this stupid gay teacher! i was expecting another english lesson but mr teo wasn't here=C. please come for the next lesson la cher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics with sir zaldy was tiring seah. i was struggling to keep myself awake. cannot sleep lah. yawned a million times n i think he knew i was feeling sleepy too, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to be playing soccer after sch but so many pple are not going so i decided to go home n rest. but on the wae home, i met ji, serene, ivy, sio and ngiam. they were developing some pics, and i was pulled by ji to follow them, lol. went to tampines to do NOTHING and after that me n ji took 12 to the stop after sio's and cabbed to pawat's hse to fetch him, headed to zion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid lah, everyone stopped playing when me, pawat n ji were ready to play. so in the end i played on the battlenet. easy game for my team, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many pple are skipping sch tmr, hope they have a change of mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113137986957948534?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113137986957948534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113137986957948534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113137986957948534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113137986957948534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/got-morning-wake-up-call-from-keith.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113128308719601324</id><published>2005-11-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:35:42.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met up with ameer n fairul at blk 61. had a little chat. hohohoho. i learnt a new trick with the lighter! got busy calling cadets. went home to get my wallet n bought lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out the odds of the man u vs chelsea match. man u-3.02 draw-3.18 chelsea-2.02. i got feeling it'll either be man u winning or a draw, dunno why seah. chelsea is stronger but i just dunno why i feel so, lol. met up with lam n went to bedok north for soccer. there was this guy who was so fast and went he got pass everyone and scored a goal, i got so frustrated with his speed and went, "eh u not human seah! why u so fast?! wah lao eh." i just realised h2o got sour plum flavour seah, hahaha. so funnie! isotonic drink with a sour plum taste, hahaha. it tasted nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like going to someone's house to watch the match tonite, but where?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113128308719601324?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113128308719601324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113128308719601324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thingy n the "harley davidson". hahaha. n the tehxis added much fun when they came. hello &lt;em&gt;my fellow tehxi&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;lol. lam actuallie mistook marr's dad for a photographer! he was like,"eh, excuse me, can u take a picture of us?". hahahahaha. funnie seah. n u should have seen how scared he was when he realised that the "photographer" was marr's dad. hahahaha. thanks for inviting us marr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tom's hse after that. played winning eleven with keith and tom's cousin. he talks so much, so much that me n keith dun wanna play the game animore. he thinks he is the commentator, lol. went riding on tom's bike around his area. saw alot of cars, bmw m3, nissan silvia, lamborghini gallardo, toyota m.r.s and the nicely modified mazda 3. heard the engine of m3 and the m.r.s. they just turn me on! hahahaha. his mum offered to drive us to the chalet, how nice! drove us to my hse first to get the fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the chalet with lam n pawat m.i.a. found out in the end that they went to the VIP room in the xbox shop to play winning eleven. wtf. lol. weining, xinyi and zhen long came after a while. they got attacked by pillows the moment they were seen, lol. had a bbq. manpreet told me a dirty joke which was so funnie! hahahhaha. had a chat with lam, pawat n keith till abt 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning and covered lam n pawat with another layer of blanket cause they were feeling cold. and lam went, "kiang u like my mother seah." hahahaha. went home with keith. had lunch at home n got ready to leave in one hr. went to the chalet with sio n ngiam cause they were in the area eating wong's porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a hard time getting the pillows away from pawat to try n make him wake up. lam n pawat went to play xbox so i went cycling with bert, sio and ngiam at the park. met ji n serene at the spider web. sio managed to get up qutie high on the web! see its not so hard after all sio, n it wun be hard to get down oso, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with lam at the chalet. lam brought me somewhere! hoho. met up with ji, and we did something, hahahahaha. we made lam happie, lol. had a mini soccer game quite late into the night at the space downstairs. was playing halfwae n this guy with a tattoo on his left shoulder came out n said, "eh pple want to sleep rite!". ahahhaa. we apologised n on the wae back to the room, manpreet shouted out"eh continue ah!" the guy came out to stare at him then we went back to the room, lol. bbq after that. we had fun prankcalling pple n having shisha at the same time. went back to the room first to play xbox and when the others came up, it was time for some ghost stories, lol. then haziq was dressed up as a ghost with some blankets. he went to scare jiyang who was sleeping. but ji wasn't scared, alamak. lol. hark(dunno if i spelt his name correctly) dressed up as a ghost n went around the chalet trying to scare pple, lol. he went to knock the door of other rooms with his head, cause his hands are tied, lol. unfortunately no one came to the door. then he was tired n haziq took over. we disturbed our neighbour n the parents came out n said to us "can u guys keep ur volume down? my kids are sleeping." before he went back, he looked at haziq from head to toe, lol. he didn't give a fuck abt haziq though, lol. had great fun the whole nite. woke up in the morning to find everyone missing except lam, pawat and ji. the others went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily it wasn't so hard to wake the guys up to check out of the chalet, lol. cabbed home after that. slept the whole afternoon n missed a soccer game=C i wanna play soccer. argh. but i'm too tired to do so too i guess, lol. wonder whats up for today. n there's sch tmr=C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113124957376830111?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113094945415185638</id><published>2005-11-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T00:37:34.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day spent at home. so boring lah. my mum just wants me to recover first before she allows me to go out. but i'm glad i recovered in time for marr's openhouse n the chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a terrible headache. i guess its due to being infront of the computer for the whole day. tmr i'll break freee from boredom! and a few daes not stepping into home, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a long chat with a friend from LA. she was telling me about the friend she made online and what happen when she met him. tt guy is sick! he's crazy too! luckily, my friend knows how to defend herself, lol. she defends herself in a really funnie wae too! hahahhaha. damn cute lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carin sent me the link of this site from jokaroo. its this guy doing some magic tricks. he's damn pro lah. but wtf? he got like 20 japanese women surrounding him! not fair seah. liddat oso can flirt! aniwae, here's the link. &lt;a href="http://www.jokaroo.com/extremevideos/stunningillusion.html"&gt;http://www.jokaroo.com/extremevideos/stunningillusion.html&lt;/a&gt;. its damn amazing though. so just go n have a look. the video doesn't take long to load. maebe 10s? so just go, lol. i know keith is a lazy person, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the openhouse n the chalet tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113094945415185638?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113094945415185638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/1600/women.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3205/1611/400/women.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was trying to entertain myself by looking at some pics and saw this. sent to me by carin, its realli funny. but girls, no offence lah, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113081609785342469?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113081609785342469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113081609785342469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113081609785342469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113081609785342469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/was-trying-to-entertain-myself-by.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113081532874316435</id><published>2005-11-01T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T11:22:08.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, i got gangbanged by fever and food poisoning two nights ago. it was hell seah. i guessed it was due to the amount of cockles i hate on sunday afternoon. it was ok in the beginning, i still went to play a few dota games with lam, ji, pawat and keith. before i had chicken rice at roxy square in the evening, i did feel abit of pain in my stomach, but thought it was nothing. after that was dota again at the lan gaming shop next to hotshots. then hell broke loose in my stomach. all that i wanted to do was to reach home as soon as possible. had the worse bus ride ever, worse wait for the green man at the busy road ever. when i reached home, i vomitted a few times and had like 5 trips to the toilet. then i realised i kena fever oso, wtf. how am i supposed to go for the ncc meeting in the morning, damn. i had everything planned. nvm, i'll meet up with gabriel one of these days to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three meals for yesterday:porridge. nothing else. ahhh. when will i recover?? i do hope i recover in time to go to marr's open house. staying at home all day is boring. and i slept all day so much that i couldn't sleep at night =C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll be spending my day at home again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113081532874316435?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113081532874316435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113081532874316435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113081532874316435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113081532874316435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/11/argh-i-got-gangbanged-by-fever-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113058660004056971</id><published>2005-10-29T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T19:50:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had break from blogging for two days, i'm very tired lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lucky that i got ms chia for meet-the-parents session. if i had gotten ms koh, i would walk into hell when i return home. i bet ms koh wanted to speak to my parents but she got no time, cause when me n my mum was leaving the classroom, she rushed to us to speak a few words, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i just dunno why teachers want me to leave the group. its not like we commit crimes or something, we do not even vandalise anything. so please stop asking me to leave the group lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a ncc meeting with ameer n fairul just now. we talked about four main topics. the pds training, pds performance at the start of sch, the end of year camp and combust. we drew lots and i'm now in-charge of the end of year camp. went to play soccer after the meeting. went to siglap cc and saw two primary sch boys playing. they were using the ball sio gave to the guys but the ball they're using is so much different. not in the design, but the ball was damn light. hahaha. i checked the ball and its also made in pakistan. same seah. then ameer asked the boy where he bought the ball from and guess what? its also bought in hong kong! lol. obviously sio's ball is much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to netball court for a better soccer game cause playing with those two small kids is boring. played with some tampines sec pple. it was a very good game. after a while, ameer n fai left. my friend sprained his ankle and he went home limping. the whole way from one end to the other end of blk 51 outside sch seemed like a looooong way to him, ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having my dinner now n i think i'm going to be late for the tottenham vs arsenal game. so i think i should stop here, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113058660004056971?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113058660004056971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113058660004056971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113058660004056971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113058660004056971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/10/had-break-from-blogging-for-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113034558606081155</id><published>2005-10-26T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T00:53:06.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey today isn't so bad after all. perhaps because sio is taking it easy now, glad she thought it over=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit my hair got caught in the morning by mr zaldy today in the hall. i told him i'll get it cut by today. hahaha. at least liddat he wun cut for me seah. yea, i got it cut for $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent half of the mt period in the hall for the prize giving ceremony. it was so long lah. if i was one of the winners of course i dun mind, but i'm not. lol. mdm tan think she funnie seah, with all the "FIRST!". she'd shout "first!" when the winner of the first prize for that particular competition comes to receive the prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mt period was nice, as we learnt the mistakes we made in our compo. learnt alot of things i should have known before the exams, lol. alamak not listening in class causes all this ): nvm, i'll apply those skills in the o'levels. ms koh told me i was supposed to be in B class for chinese but because of my mid year results, she decided to put me in the C class. but she did say that if i want to go to B class, i can appeal. lol. right now i'm just trying to compare the &lt;em&gt;goods &lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;bads &lt;/em&gt;for both classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng lesson today was fun! and i was told that mrs shobana cheong likes my compo abt dating =D hahahahaha. heng ah, if not i fail eng seah! shi kai was so &lt;em&gt;enthu&lt;/em&gt; in today's lesson, LOL. but he said that ms tan yok siew is taking us next year, and i dun like that. mr teo's a really nice teacher lah, he might be even better than ms tan yok siew. i still remember what attitude he showed us in the first lesson that made me hated him so much. but he has changed! i just want him to teach us next year lah. i think i'm going to talk to him and persuade him to teach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played soccer during recess and even when physics lesson had already started, we continued playing. so funnie lah, i kept running out of position. sry lah keith, be last man damn boring seah, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were 25mins late for physics and we just said that we didn't hear the bell. ms chia didn't realli cared lah, hahahahaha. i did a reflection of the songs that keith, manpreet and i sang throughout the year. quite a no. seah and my favourite is still "amorrrr no es amoor". lol. feel like doing a remix with all the songs we sang, lol. that'll be the best remix ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths is the last period and we continued with the histograms. i was looking at the timetable and i am just so pissed that the last period is the longest and it just has to be maths. whyyy  seah. let us have more time with mr teo! i noe we'll get that tmr, lol. ms goh is still holding on to my laser pointer! its with her for so many months alreadi lah, handphone kena confiscated oso not so long seah, lol. n i still have to wait for the end of the workshop to get it back ): i miss disturbing people with it, lol. and yea mariam pretended to be angry with me, LOL. and please do not laugh abt my ambition lah. hahahaha, nvm i noe its funnie lah, hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway with sio, ngiam, lam n shi kai after sch. ji's mum is so worried abt him that she asked us to look for him lah. we roughly knew where he is so we went to look for him. yea, we found him, but we're realli realli pissed. &lt;em&gt;u took our brother away from us, now u're leading him the fucking wrong way.&lt;/em&gt; nvm i've given up, so i'm not going to talk sense to you as much animore. i did try ok, n u freaking broke ur promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to crystal jade for lunch. met mr chong, mrs hua and another chinese teacher who i dunno. lol. what a shock we had. lol. heh heh i'm such a fast eater there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sio bought for ngiam the crumpler bag ngiam alwaes wanted. she's so happie now, lol. sio's got a very nice mickey mouse bag too! o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the wae to send amanda home, sio showd us how cacat she is. lol. she held the her bag up high and she would turn and turn and turn. ngiam tried it too, lol. then sio turned till she can't stop! she just went "eh i can't stop!" n she fell down! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. its not very weird to see her falling down cause we're all used to it. hahaha. but its just so cacat! yea, tts what i call cacat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home with lam, sk and sio. the moment we got into the cab, the taxi driver claimed we have taken his cab before. i dun remember him though, lol. nvm lah, he act smart. he talks abit too much too, LOL. after sio dropped, we saw an SIA airstewardess getting into a cab and our taxi driver honked for no reason. so i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiang the hengman-uncle u honk for what?&lt;br /&gt;talkative cab driver-the girl pretty what, she's our girl u noe, singapore girl. representing singapore noe.&lt;br /&gt;kiang the hengman-ohhh.&lt;br /&gt;talkative cab driver-no lah, actuallie i know her, i alwaes drive her to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;kiang the hengman-uncle why u like drive everyone before seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wtf is he trying to be? he's just so &lt;em&gt;act pro &lt;/em&gt;or whatever lah. wah lao eh. lol. then when he drove into my estate, he act smart again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talkative cab driver-oh yea lah, i drove u before. u always take cab from sch rite?&lt;br /&gt;kiang the hengman-er no? i alwaes take from marine parade.&lt;br /&gt;talkative cab driver-oh then maebe not you lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he damn act seah. cannot tahan, lol. and his surname is MOO too! sio noticed it, she's just so observant,lol. so along the wae i kept talking abt the marigold commercial, the one with the two cows, and i would emphasize on the MOOOOOOoo! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sio i'm just so glad u made the right choice lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i alwaes blog at this time. i think cause there's no distraction from msn? lol.&lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113034558606081155?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113034558606081155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113034558606081155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113034558606081155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113034558606081155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-today-isnt-so-bad-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113025831491900157</id><published>2005-10-26T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:38:34.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am realli dreading tomorrows nowadays. the morale is so hell low in class. and to make things worse, lessons have started. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my whole recess in ncc room todae. we had to get some uniforms for the slackers because they did not bring their uniform. they have to choices, go home to take their uniform or use the ncc room's ones. then, if they do not want to go fr life range they will have to stay back till six. if they fail to do wither one, they will kena public caning tmr. WAH LAO EH. ncc realli coming down hard on slackers seah. but we've tried every single way to get them down for training but they still dun wanna come. they just have to learn the hard wae, there's no other choice.whats so hard about coming for training? whats better, now u command cadets, not being commanded animore. just think about it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was totally chaotic in the ncc room after school. we were running out of time and we realised that though the slackers have their uniforms, they do not have their boots. mr zaldy held them back for a while so the bus left without them. they cabbed to the camp. they reached shortly after we reached amoy quee camp. they became the attraction when they came to join us n east spring sec. everyone was like, "wah respect seah." . lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my m16 rifle was a complete cockup. the bullets got stuck in the rifle after almost every shot. so the sir will have to settle the prob for me. they only changed the rifle after i shot all my rounds! wtf. in the end i got 3/10): 5/10 to pass, 10/10 to get marksmanship. on my retake, i got another rifle and i got 9/10! one more freaking mark to marksman, but nvm lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an offence to keep bullets and they were afraid that we bring the bullets home. we had to do a declaration n our bodies were scanned through. there's this detector that will sound off when metal is detected on ur body. it reminds me of the parliament house, of how manpreet's lighter had to be surrendered to the police. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our chartered bus would only come n fetched us at 7pm! we'll have to wait for two hrs at that time. the muslim pple went off with the east spring bus first because they're fasting. so ma'am cancelled the bus. the girls went home by mrt. ma'am, gabriel n me cabbed back to sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted in the cab and it got quiet suddenly. and ma'am asked gabriel how he did for the EOYs. i pretended to be asleep as i do not want to tell ma'am about my results. she didn't ask me though, probably because she thinks that i'm realli asleep. she changed topic, after that question, i "woke up". and gabriel freaking asked me how i did for the EOYs! wtf! in my mind i was cursing gabriel like hell, lol. i just replied with a "not that well lah.". luckily he didn't ask more changed the topic immediately. i paid the cab fare first so now man'am owes me 10bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, its time for bed now. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113025831491900157?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113025831491900157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113025831491900157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113025831491900157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113025831491900157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-realli-dreading-tomorrows.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113015016638561767</id><published>2005-10-24T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T18:44:19.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun feel like blogging much abt today, cause its realli not a nice day. there isn't much happy things to talk abt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, thk u sio for the ball! its in my hse rite now and i just cleaned it. it looks rather new rite now. next thing shall be polishing my ncc boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having life range tmr, hahhaa. i wanna get marksmanship but i alwaes fail to get it in imt. grouping means how close ur bullets are to each other. u have four rounds n u have to target them at the same place. my grouping is alwaes around 7+cm. i have to get 6cm n below to be a marksman. closest i ever got was 6.9cm=C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got what i aimed, passing dnt, chinese and eng to promote. i lucky seah pass eng, LOL. cause i didn't pass up my newspaper articles n book review and that must have caused my CA2 to be real bad. dnt i failed my theory, but mr low told me that the practical caused alot of pupils in class to pass=D. there was this question abt why a lubricant must be used when cutting screw threads. i answered the question with the ans from dnt tys and in the end i got it wrong! i argued with mr low and he asked me to show him the tys, $#!^*#$%#@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i did pass them, but i am scared that the teachers will make me retain cause of my other grades. they're REALLI bad. but at least i met the criteria, i'm gonna argue if i retain. hahaha. nvm, i'll noe the verdict on fridae aniwae. retaining isn't so bad too, if u think of the bright side. because if u have alreadi noe much abt the subjects, u can opt for a maths for pupils in e3,e4 n e5. u'll have more time to study for amaths since u alreadi noe much abt the other subjects. just think of the bright side lah. it isn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda's current voice is just like a man! she can join ncc now, hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played soccer after sch. pawat went home first n keith followed him to his hse to collect some stuff. after a few games, me, lam and shi kai went to the bicycle shop to inflate the ball sio gave to us. after that we went to siglap for a few more games, lol. the ball is not quite bouncy after all, much to keith's disappointment, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my name tag! lol. then i received a msg from carin saying she found my name tag, phew! the last time i lost my name tag was in april i think, n the next day people came to me telling me that my name tag is in the urinal in one of the toilets! WTF. who the hell did that dammit. lucky a name tag doesn't work like a voodoo doll or else i would stink, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she&lt;em&gt;(if u can guess who, gd for u)&lt;/em&gt;msged me to ask how i scored for the papers. i didn't expect her to care at all, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113015016638561767?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113015016638561767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113015016638561767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113015016638561767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113015016638561767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-dun-feel-like-blogging-much-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113008344041300130</id><published>2005-10-23T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T00:12:36.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. keith has adopted a duck and its in his friendster profile. its no fun lah, not like my babe. and it does not suit its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to parkway everyday from today onwards, because i saw a &lt;strong&gt;yellow lamborghini&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;murcielago&lt;/strong&gt; yesterdae when 31 is waiting to make its turn before the laguna flyover. the engine was so loud i could hear it from the 2nd floor of the bus. the sound of the engine got my heart pumping faster by 110% than usual. and in case u're wondering how does it look like, its the car on my blog. today, at the very same place, a not-as-loud-as-lambo yellow ferrari &lt;em&gt;z&lt;/em&gt;oomed&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;past. i don't really like ferrari so i dunno what car tt was, but i think its a F430. i wonder whats up for the next time i'm going there again. a pagani zonda? i certainly hope so=D. i miss it dearly. notice both of the cars i saw are yellow in colour, the zonda's main colour is yellow too. lamborghini's main colour is yellow, ferrari red n yellow and zonda is yellow too. sometimes i realli wonder why the top three sports cars's manufacturer in singapore chose yellow. someone tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lam got his haircut. we had a dota game before that, lol. i didn't want to play lah. but if i don't play i'll be so lonely and bored. i just realised today that joe mill is the name of the hairdresser. hahaha. he's a very nice guy lah, but somehow he is abit gay. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to pp after that and shopped around. we walked past the rusty shop and the shop attendant chatted with us. lam damn funnie lah. hahaha. here's what he said to the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rusty girl-eh y u all so long never come?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam-i got fever ah, dengue fever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rusty girl-now u ok or not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lam-haha u stupid seah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl believed his lie seah, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam refused to let me go up the 31 bus when it came! i was talking to keith n when 31 came, he snatched my phone away. dammit! and when 15 came, he went up the bus, WTF. lol. but 31 was right behind, so its ok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its late, and tmr's going to be a sad sad day in sch. off to sleep, byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113008344041300130?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113008344041300130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113008344041300130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113008344041300130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113008344041300130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16892422.post-113004782749470585</id><published>2005-10-23T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:18:21.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo. finally i'm having a blog. damn i would say its so damn hard to design a blogskin. getting a million more white hair now, lol. stayed up till 3am to create this skin. i mean, the skin wasn't created by me, i got it from blogskins.com but i didn't like the pics so i changed them. but i had a hard time finding the nice pics, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to joemill yesterday for a haircut. haha, i always come out of the &lt;em&gt;mini salon&lt;/em&gt; with a happy face. hahaha. but though it wasn't very crowded there yesterday, i had to wait a long time for my turn. thanks to this middle-aged man who started chatting with the hairdresser about his overseas trips. but, quite interesting though. lol. he talked abt this chinaman who went into a handphone shop in bang kok(i think). the china man got the shopowner to get all his handphones out n started asking questions about them. &lt;em&gt;he must be asking alot of stupid questions just like what jun hong does to piss me off.&lt;/em&gt; after about one hour, he didn't buy anything n left the shop. the shopowner got so pissed that he got all his &lt;em&gt;brothers&lt;/em&gt; to wallop the guy, LOL. tt pitiful chinaman. &lt;em&gt;jun hong, do u have to kena this kind of thing to learn how to shut up?&lt;/em&gt; JK lah, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i just realised my sideburn is too long so i tried to cut it a little, but i think my attempt is stupid, a complete cock up! i think its so sucky now, lol. stupid lah me. but quite fun seah cut ur own hair. hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a pig in my blog! n mariam is telling me rite now that its so cute and that she finds her porcupine boring. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stopping here, cause i'm following lam to joemill for his haircut, he accompanied me yesterdae. he had to wait for me for a looong time too, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope there's no one who just went overseas going there today=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16892422-113004782749470585?l=hengfactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/feeds/113004782749470585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16892422&amp;postID=113004782749470585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113004782749470585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16892422/posts/default/113004782749470585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hengfactor.blogspot.com/2005/10/ooo.html' title=''/><author><name>kiang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02969064073177518360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
