<?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-2127782393670551663</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:39:21.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TheHopelessRomantic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-3531978547773855311</id><published>2012-02-02T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T05:36:39.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man it has been a long time!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It has been too long since my last blog post!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3531978547773855311?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/3531978547773855311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2012/02/man-it-has-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3531978547773855311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3531978547773855311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2012/02/man-it-has-been-long-time.html' title='Man it has been a long time!!!!!'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-4102051855063125755</id><published>2011-10-22T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T06:07:37.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>NOVEMBER=SWEETIE &lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck.. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. having many children. Hardworking. High spirited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-4102051855063125755?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/4102051855063125755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/10/november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/4102051855063125755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/4102051855063125755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/10/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-3669080105726031964</id><published>2011-09-22T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:45:11.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 9 fruits of the holy spirit (20 minutes of meditation)</title><content type='html'>The fruit of the Spirit is Love, Joy, peace, Longsuffering, Gentleness, Goodness, Faith, Meekness, Temperance: against such there is no law (Galatians 5:22-23) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits are to be partaken off, they cannot be earned, they are fruits, like an apple that grows on a tree, it cannot be rushed to ripen, it is ripe in it's own beautiful timing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The fruits of the holy spirit are the result of you acceptance of the holy spirit, so once baptised be the spirit you have the fruits, but they do not manifest instantly. like a person the holy spirit needs to be exercised.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How? through the groanings and utterings which cannot be understood, the speaking of tougues exercises the power of the spirit.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so the fruits of the holy siprit are fruits manifested in our daily lives, it manifest over time as you let the yourself be guided in the ways of the Lord through the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The 9 Fruits cannot be earned, nor deserved, nor searched for, it is simply the evidence of the presence of the Holy spirit within you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3669080105726031964?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-1400604554346630370</id><published>2011-06-25T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T09:32:47.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams speak our inner desire</title><content type='html'>my most recent dream was an enjoyable one, much like a tour in a country where i stayed in a hotel with my DG, i didn't find that strange because i recently came back from a camp with them. what i found surprising was the appearance of a particular person or should i say particular girl. i called her a true friend and a good sister and unknowing to her i did have feelings for her at one point of time.&lt;br /&gt;her appearance in my dream puzzled me a little, what's more is her reaction to my teasing, it felt good and somehow made my heart race a little.&lt;br /&gt;I believe Dreams speak the inner desire of your heart, so what does this say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-1400604554346630370?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/1400604554346630370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreams-speak-our-inner-desire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/1400604554346630370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/1400604554346630370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/dreams-speak-our-inner-desire.html' title='dreams speak our inner desire'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-5790647825867692105</id><published>2011-06-23T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:27:17.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the june holiday of my sec4 life....</title><content type='html'>Well......what can i say? this holiday has been a short but long one. long as in the hours seem to stretch and short as in the days seem to pass right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless holidays are still holidays, despite the first two bloody weeks spent in school, i felt like i had a good rest. the thirsd week i spent five glorious days at church camp in sunway Kl, it was a five day camp, the most enjoyably refreshin days of the holidays was spent there in the presence of the LORD(not to be religious). &lt;br /&gt;i returned refreshed and ready to complete the rest of my holiday hwk and surprisingly i slogged through it reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;In summary, i did not watch a movie, i spent most of my time at home studying, five full days in KL and a substansial number of hours in school. it was borin nevertheless refreshing and fruitful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOY, AM I BLESSED :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be under the mercy of the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy his goodness day to day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-5790647825867692105?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/5790647825867692105/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-138906507851480724</id><published>2011-06-09T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:26:39.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morning randomness</title><content type='html'>i woke up today from a very weird dream, i was suppose to leave for another country and i have just arrived at the airport off a train similat to the MRT but with slight differences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with my dare group, strangely as a group we move of to a terminal of which the location i no not off. i got lost half-way as i was looking around curiously at i dunno what, i soon realise that i have been left behind and somehow found them, it was as if i knew the layout of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the dream progressed i soon realised that i had forgot to bring along an item of great importance, and ran off to get it after informing my strangely familiar group leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i dash of to get this item, naturally if follow my instincts to find the nearest exit out of the building, when i got out i imediately looked for the nearest form of transportation, first i saw a taxi stand, but the queue was unbelievablly long so i trashed the idea and looked for a wubway station and conviently there was one across the road i had to squeze my way through an underpass and come out the otherside to find an incrediblly crowded town square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped at a location to analyse the area to find the easiest path, i reconised that this is not singapore, i guessed that i was japan as there were words in kanji everywhere, then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with her in my mind again and i tried to erase that thought, but all effort was for naught so i just carried on with my life as i have it. to this new morning the lord has given me again as a gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-138906507851480724?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/138906507851480724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/morning-randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/138906507851480724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/138906507851480724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/morning-randomness.html' title='morning randomness'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-2075659601425614044</id><published>2011-06-08T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:40:40.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the ferocity of my affection</title><content type='html'>they say in order to die of a broken heart one has to love feircely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had the intention of ever falling for someone, but the worst thing about the world is that what you dont want, you see it in front or you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had similar feelings before, off affection to a certian person, but never have i so ferociously like someone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never woken up thinking of a particular person first thing in the morning, but this has been consecutively occuring for a number of days. a single incident can be counted as a coincident, but a consecutive incident is a statistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get rid of this feeling, but i can't, i simply cant stop being reminded of her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what can i do......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will simlpy wait....and wait.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait for the feelings to pass over, if they are temporary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait for them to break up, if the feelings last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait for her to get over him, if my pasion is still lights aflame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait until i am ready to tell her that i like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will wait for her answer and accept her decision....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all i am able to do now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-2075659601425614044?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/2075659601425614044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/ferocity-of-my-affectioni.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2075659601425614044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2075659601425614044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/ferocity-of-my-affectioni.html' title='the ferocity of my affection'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-5497072844256829208</id><published>2011-06-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T08:39:30.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i will only say this once.... FML!!!</title><content type='html'>i have had numerous crushes... okok not many just 4 before this one, i don't think i am a flirt. out of the four i have confessed to two of them and in both cases they were already attached to another guy and i could do nothing but speak my mind and get the topic of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time is different... i know it cliche, but it really is, all those other times i crushed, i have never stopped watching indecent things, but ever since i fell for her, i gradually lost the desire for such unrighteous things. it has never happend before, i think she may just be my angel. saddly the same thing happend again, she got attached, whats more her boyfriend is the boy i mentored in council when i was sec2. life couldn't suck more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, when i wake up in the morning the first hting i think about is not; "what's for breakfast" or "i wanna sleep more", i wke up with a fresh memory of her in my mind. talk about getting of the wrong side of the bed, i wake up with a heartache every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what to do, other than to do as i always have, weather the storm amd ake advantage of any and all opportunities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-5497072844256829208?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/5497072844256829208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-only-say-this-once-fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/5497072844256829208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/5497072844256829208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-will-only-say-this-once-fml.html' title='i will only say this once.... FML!!!'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-6792025460614046230</id><published>2011-06-04T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:19:18.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the BGSC</title><content type='html'>I love the council, i have spent 3 full years serving the council since my recruitment in 2008 June when i attended the junior council camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not like it at first, i though it was shit work, doing things that others would not do, to have a proper attire everyday and to obey the school rules without question. life then sucked to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July 2009, i became a fully fledged student councilor and my probation was over, i took on a mentor's role and mentored a sec1 junior councilor boy, named William Low, i tried to teach him the ropes of executing duties, but he ignored me most of the way. he was a free spirit, who did as he wanted and when he wanted, skipping recess duties to play sepatakraw with his friends during recess. he ended up teaching me to loosen up and be more relaxed, i learnt to work around the rules of the school, how to solve disciplinary problems quietly without bothering the higher ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2010 i was my busiest year, i got involved with numerous activities. i enjoyed myself, that was also the year where i forged my repuation amongst the student body, my efforts have turn me into one of the most socialabe councilors in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year of 2011, i am stepping down from the council due to exams, but once a councilor always a councilor we can never sever the bonds of family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had fun in the council, made lots of friends, made brothers, busted my ass with them and forged life-long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want the sec1's to know this feeling of camaraderie that i have felt this past three years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-6792025460614046230?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/6792025460614046230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/bgsc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/6792025460614046230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/6792025460614046230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/06/bgsc.html' title='the BGSC'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-5566762102704856334</id><published>2011-05-30T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T08:04:26.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of the June holidays</title><content type='html'>June holidays are here and i only have at mst two weeks to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;today had lessons from 8 to 10 spent the rest of the morning buying staitionary.&lt;br /&gt;the rst of te afternoon was spent napping, doing hwk and configuring my new DELL laptop which btw ROCKS TDM!!!!!, haiz tmr s another lesson in the morning sec4 really alot of lessons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-5566762102704856334?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/5566762102704856334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-day-of-june-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/5566762102704856334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/5566762102704856334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-day-of-june-holidays.html' title='first day of the June holidays'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-3675945391102971378</id><published>2011-05-29T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T10:19:50.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a wish, a lesson &amp; a dream</title><content type='html'>I'm praying for the safety of the ppl in japan and those of my friends who are going to or are in japan, as typhoon songda hits the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless that it has weakened and is not passing through fukushima where the recovery from the march 11 earthquake is still ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The japanese people have set an example for the world to follow, the culture of care for their fellow country-men during and after the nucler crisis are extremely remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl say that this only happens during crisis, i beg to differ, this is a form of culture cultivated in the people from young that forms this selfless culture of care for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you study the history of japan especially during the period of World War II, the men, women and even children all contribute to the war effort. this shows the type of culture that i want to see in youths of today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youths of today are ofthen described as apathatic, disconnected and selfish. i want to change that, these are times of trails and tribulations, it is a time for men and women of the new generatioon to rise up and address the issues of today. to put a mark on history and to leave a legacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3675945391102971378?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/3675945391102971378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/wish-lesson-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3675945391102971378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3675945391102971378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/wish-lesson-dream.html' title='a wish, a lesson &amp; a dream'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-4736711087703509583</id><published>2011-05-29T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:39:27.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth of my heart</title><content type='html'>it is enough for me to just love her without compenstion, the pain comes when you know that you can never truely be with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be by her side, to hold her hand, to hear her whisper in your ear, to gaze into those deep lovely eyes of hers, to accidentally smell the fragrance of her shampoo and what's more to have her lean on you shoulder to rest. these are all just fantasies now that she has someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that he treats her with the respect she deserves and not make me regret my decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-4736711087703509583?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/4736711087703509583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/truth-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/4736711087703509583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/4736711087703509583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/truth-of-my-heart.html' title='the truth of my heart'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-6537034582064561930</id><published>2011-05-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:20:33.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>self-torture</title><content type='html'>for the past five days, mornings have been terriblly heart breaking :(&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up and the first thing that pops int my mind is HER!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna give up on her but, how can i when she is the first thing i think of in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe some ppl will think i am just bluffing abt thins but, I'm not joking here, i did for the past five mornings think about her without wanting to do so consciously, it just happens. what is wrong with me, this has never happened before with any of my crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless, i cannot be with her because she is already attached and she is not even interested in me as a potential boyfriend. i have lost the war before it is fought now all i wonder is if should i tell her that i like her or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-6537034582064561930?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/6537034582064561930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/self-torture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/6537034582064561930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/6537034582064561930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/self-torture.html' title='self-torture'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-7539895113435771949</id><published>2011-05-27T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T07:26:47.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weary</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired these days i just dunno why&lt;br /&gt;I used to have such vigour&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the major exams getting to me&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just self-preasure&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm just thinking to much&lt;br /&gt;gotta relax and tone down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-7539895113435771949?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/7539895113435771949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/weary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/7539895113435771949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/7539895113435771949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/05/weary.html' title='weary'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-596165821844487752</id><published>2011-04-26T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T07:40:15.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if's, if you's and To be's</title><content type='html'>what if i wanted to tell you something, but i coulden't&lt;br /&gt;what if i wanted to show you something, but was afraid that you laugh at it?&lt;br /&gt;what if i told you i love you? would you run away?&lt;br /&gt;what if i told you i hated you? would you cry?&lt;br /&gt;what if i left you? would you forget me?&lt;br /&gt;what if i really loved you? would you take me?&lt;br /&gt;out of pity? out of fear? out of ammusement? or...&lt;br /&gt;do you really like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanted to say something, say it if you want i will always listen&lt;br /&gt;if you wanted to show me something, just show it proudly, shame is what one percieves&lt;br /&gt;if you love me i will thank you and hug you&lt;br /&gt;if you hate me i will say "it's okay" i still like you&lt;br /&gt;if you left me i will not forget you, you will always be welcome in my life&lt;br /&gt;if you really love me, i will love you back, but to the extent i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is ofthen unforgiving, brutal and cruel.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the shelter that the innocent will take refuge in.&lt;br /&gt;a light to all, to Encourage, to Support, to Care, to Love, to Guide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-596165821844487752?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/596165821844487752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-ifs-if-yous-and-to-bes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/596165821844487752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/596165821844487752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-ifs-if-yous-and-to-bes.html' title='what if&apos;s, if you&apos;s and To be&apos;s'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-5367504068678811880</id><published>2011-02-16T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T04:07:35.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life...(by windsor)</title><content type='html'>No parent ever told their child that life was easy, when your on your own, you build your life from scratch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;build rapore,lose it&lt;br /&gt;earn respect, lose it, earn it back again&lt;br /&gt;get into fights, break them up&lt;br /&gt;break some hearts, get yours broken&lt;br /&gt;learn, teach&lt;br /&gt;fall, rise&lt;br /&gt;love, hate&lt;br /&gt;make friends, lost them all&lt;br /&gt;search your lover, find your enemy&lt;br /&gt;in all these things only three things are constant:&lt;br /&gt;everything has two sides&lt;br /&gt;the only reliable person is yourself&lt;br /&gt;life is constantly changing with ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fight for what you stand for, live and die by your morals, dare to do things that others don't, believe in yourself, push your limits, never give up, being courages is not being fearless it is doing it scared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-5367504068678811880?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/5367504068678811880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/02/lifeby-windsor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/5367504068678811880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/5367504068678811880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2011/02/lifeby-windsor.html' title='life...(by windsor)'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-2644403790650578219</id><published>2010-07-21T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T06:15:56.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the response-ability</title><content type='html'>some look at the world and try to do something about it and they see its effect, others see the world with clarity and not give a damn, i for one am the norm, i watch the world with clarity and understanding and try to do something about it, but I am never able to see the effects of my labour, nor to feel its satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do or not to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to do, because what i do will have an effect, be it positive or negative, whether i see it or not, cause and effect, will determine what i have done is for the better or for the worst. I believe the result defines the intentions, so if i am wrong the result will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-2644403790650578219?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/2644403790650578219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/07/response-ability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2644403790650578219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2644403790650578219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/07/response-ability.html' title='the response-ability'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-1552190937568490605</id><published>2010-06-05T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:21:45.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning questions</title><content type='html'>Why do other students get to go on awsome trips to foreign countries like japan and china to help strengthen diplomatic ties between countries while students from other "Less" illustrious schools are not offered the same opportunity? Aren't we all equals?, or is there a certian merit there is to achieve?, or is the opportunity only give to students in a specific group of schools?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-1552190937568490605?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/1552190937568490605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/06/burning-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/1552190937568490605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/1552190937568490605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/06/burning-questions.html' title='Burning questions'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-444949636740310031</id><published>2010-05-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T08:28:16.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phrases created on the way home</title><content type='html'>everyone has heard of the famous phrase by William Shakespeare,now i try to come out with my own phrases hope you readers(if there are any) enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell has no Fury like a Woman's Scorn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven has no Judgment like the Vengeance of the Wrathful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pure blue of the sky has no value in the likes of a Maidens Frailty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the Sinful shun the likes of those who Violate the Purity of the Innocent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would we call those who think with their heads, wise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who speak with their hearts, truthful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who uphold the law, Clear of Conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is he who contemplates the Sun, the Earth and the Moon&lt;br /&gt;and calculates his expenses according tho his measurements&lt;br /&gt;and is Compassionate and Generous and to his peers and attentive to their needs,&lt;br /&gt;That i call Wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is he who disregards his own well being for the sake of others,&lt;br /&gt;he who shows compassion to the majority&lt;br /&gt;he whom has foresight of what might happen if the fable was said&lt;br /&gt;That i call Integrious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is he who upholds his morals and believes in their principality&lt;br /&gt;he who defines his works as meaningful and of benifit to society&lt;br /&gt;he who is Generous with mercy, forgiveness and does not stinge on himself or on others&lt;br /&gt;That i call the clear of consience&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-444949636740310031?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/444949636740310031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/05/phrases-created-on-way-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/444949636740310031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/444949636740310031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/05/phrases-created-on-way-home.html' title='phrases created on the way home'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-3052607761513568631</id><published>2010-05-19T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T07:15:22.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought to self</title><content type='html'>sometimes people are like mouldable clay, if the fires of rage or hate get to it it becomes hard as rock, if it is exposed to the coldness of segregation and ostracization it hardens as ice, if left alone it is soft, malable and adaptable to any shape or use, but it is vunerable to the harshness of reality which pounds it relentlessly disfiguring it or creating a masterpiece &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardened clay is durable and ca do all knds of work and contribute to society, if the contribution is sinificantly good it is place up on display and reconition like in a museum, but if the contribution is of no benifit it is put away for another generation to apreciate and if the contribution is benifitial but of no great significance it is fogoten and becomes a tiny footnote on the garganchuan notice board of history &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do we do the deed for personal reconition or for the sake of society, so would we rather be filled with rage, anger and wrath or coldness and lonelyness and have our hearts hardeden like rocks and hurt others or would we rather be soft and let others exert their anger and coldness on us and us taking all the hits without complain? wouldent we also be bitter and exert the same emotions to others as the have vented on to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best person is one who can take a hit and keep ongoing and yet not return a hit to the one giving it this person exerts the true value of Enurance and Perseverance, he dicards his own wellbeing and only care about the wellbeaing of the majority&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3052607761513568631?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/3052607761513568631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/05/thought-to-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3052607761513568631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3052607761513568631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/05/thought-to-self.html' title='a thought to self'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-2633367425171291470</id><published>2010-03-14T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T07:01:50.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the boomz of 2010</title><content type='html'>korean music is on the rise to pupularity, everywhere in singapore you can hear the names of korean bands such as super junior, SNSD, SHINee they are every where especialy in my class where the girls are hot for it, i like some of there songs but not all of them are nice, i still prefer my church songs and my regular jpop and jrock as i am a big fan of japanese anime. my favouret band would be a all girls japanese rock band called SCANDAL an my favourite song by them is:"Shunkan sentimental" the new ending theme of "Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood" a popular anime&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNIC2kHgcsU"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-2633367425171291470?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/2633367425171291470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/03/boomz-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2633367425171291470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2633367425171291470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/03/boomz-of-2010.html' title='the boomz of 2010'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-4279040639721455066</id><published>2010-03-14T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:42:46.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT THE NEW YEAR IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(over already la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC3 THIS YEAR!!!!!!!!!!(computers and TV just became a luxury)&lt;br /&gt;LONG PANTS!!!!!!!!!(DAMN HOT MAN)&lt;br /&gt;(slow update due to lack of computer use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondary three bloody busy man even for NA student like me, thank god holidays coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-4279040639721455066?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/4279040639721455066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/4279040639721455066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/4279040639721455066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-8214820159118033476</id><published>2010-01-20T05:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:28:46.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidences</title><content type='html'>coincidences are a funny thing, it can lead you to do things that you dont want to, even though the out come might be good, we still fight against the inevideble, coincidences lay a path for on to take as do all choices, weather its to say hi or just ignoree the passerby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-8214820159118033476?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/8214820159118033476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/01/coincidences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/8214820159118033476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/8214820159118033476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2010/01/coincidences.html' title='coincidences'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-3077240386752529333</id><published>2009-12-01T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:16:18.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I simply don't understand</title><content type='html'>I simply dont under stand why people like to show their signs of affection in public places there is a time and place for such things,i mean please la, wouldn't it be more romantic if they were alone with each other then they can do whatever they want right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a totally different matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is the population of tall Chinese guys decreasing?&lt;br /&gt;I mean i thought guys should biologically be taller, but majority of Asian guy are getting shorter and shorter and the taller ones are really tall a good example is myself, I'm 14 this year but I am 178cm tall and if you uninformed reader do not know the average height of a healthy 14 year old Chinese teen, that is quite tall for that age. WTF is happening to all the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completely off the topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with people and relationships, i dont understand whats the fun of match making people together even if they have no attraction, mutual or one sided, there is no point in doing childish things like that, saying that someone in particular likes someone else when there only good friends or jut coincidentally talk to one another often, such childish games are what ruin the mutual respect and trust for one another which was once there faintly holding a small nevertheless important relationship between colleagues, I mean this game prevents both parties from seeing eye-to-eye literally they built social barrier's between each other preventing coexistence and may also disrupt the quality of daily work, i am a victim to this childish game and am instinctively embarrassed to be near her without a reason like work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open for comment or quires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3077240386752529333?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/3077240386752529333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-simply-dont-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3077240386752529333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/3077240386752529333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-simply-dont-understand.html' title='I simply don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-2727299437755983999</id><published>2009-11-30T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:06:32.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over</title><content type='html'>I am finaly over something that has been bother to me for almost three years, i was very fond of a particular girl at one point of time but i didn't have the guts to tell her anything, about a year ago we got out of contact with each other, but i still cared about her alot, the time i spent away from her helped me to get over her, but the releif was short-lived. i met her at my local community center when i went there for a meeting, she was also there to attend the meeting coincidentaly, that's when the dying flame, was set ablaze once again and when there is fire there is heat and pain, but today i finally got over her but to tell the truth i still like her and i still want to have her but as a good friend and email-pal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open for comments if any&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-2727299437755983999?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/2727299437755983999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2727299437755983999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/2727299437755983999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-948014758101578736</id><published>2009-11-16T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:36:38.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serving the school rawks</title><content type='html'>there was a meet the parents at my school and i so happened to help out that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first duty was road martial duty at the school car park, the council tagged us as "Bouncers" as a joke, we performed the duty from 7 to about 8.30 by the it was pretty dark out, the the IC called for a duty change for us, we got replacements for our duties and they moved me to the second floor as a usher, it was a very slack duty so i just did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was transfered to the classroom blk for duty and it was pretty relaxing and the cool breezes helped alot, then as i was leaning over the railings and looking up into the sky as my eyes crossed the upper floors, I reconised a particular face of one of my friends(a girl), it took a spit second when i just turned and walked away from the rails after seeing her face, i was tring to avoid her as there were rumers circulating that i liked her and it was spreading like soft butter on bread throughout the council, thank god that the IC's called for a debrief within 10minutes of this incident, the day ended smoothly and had a fast journey home, i slept like a rock that night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-948014758101578736?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/948014758101578736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-last-stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/948014758101578736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/948014758101578736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-last-stand.html' title='serving the school rawks'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-1080202272998503190</id><published>2009-10-20T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:07:28.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wohoo</title><content type='html'>YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The exams are over!!!!alright ppl go crazy, go nuts, go hyper cos its all over Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-1080202272998503190?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/1080202272998503190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/10/wohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/1080202272998503190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/1080202272998503190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/10/wohoo.html' title='wohoo'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-2361066150339576208</id><published>2009-10-08T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:42:35.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god</title><content type='html'>I just realised something, i may not have a lot of crushes(two only la) but they have a list of things that are similar, two of them, one of which is my first is now studying in Temasek secondary and second person my present crush in my school they both have a similar level of intellect and physic, both are tall for girls their age, have no significantly noticeable built(both flat la), both being picked on by others, are student leaders, are in the express stream and are kinda tomboy-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it me or am i seeing a lot of similarities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-7736556181912462252</id><published>2009-09-30T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T06:23:37.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>WOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the 8th Wushu display 2009 and wow was it good the displays were spectacular&lt;br /&gt;and awe inspiring it showed me how much one can push his limitations. there were displays by shaolin monks, Wu dang Taoist kung Fu pugilist and local wushu coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip back from the indoor stadium was torture the rest of the wushu club kept teasing me about a girl, there was a rummer circulating the in council about me liking a certain girl, this rummer spread ed to the wushu club and it is running like a fever, it started on the bus the guys came up with a scheme to annoy me they unsent chorus exclaimed the girl's name in the process of getting of the bus it worked it agitated me. whats more at the end of the performance a new one began but not in a theater or a stadium it was on the bus, the boys started up an act making comments about the girl which in fact was a good friend to me. they made all sorts of comments about the physic, her posture and her attitude, they said she was &lt;br /&gt;flat-chested(which is somewhat embarrassing for a girl), they criticised her posture because when she walks she puffs up her chest to make it look normal or at least bigger and they at lastly commented on her attitude and speech she acts cute but when she is irritated she pounds the person with her futile strength and her tomboyish side is revealed(I actually think its quite cute the way she does it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they further annoyed me with a song like phrase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who does Windsor like&lt;br /&gt;*****!!!!!(the girls name)&lt;br /&gt;from what class&lt;br /&gt;2E3!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;what CCA&lt;br /&gt;MODERN DANCE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really got me pissed of and chuckling at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people don't get me wrong idea, i don't l**e her but i like her and just like talking to her thats all there is to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-7736556181912462252?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/7736556181912462252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/09/stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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primary, my old school, before i went i met up with some of my old classmates (all girls), wahhh!! that yingying ah wait for her for so long and there was not a hint of remorse in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fengshan we searched high and low for mr cheng, my P6 form teacher, &lt;br /&gt;4th floor: cannot find,&lt;br /&gt;3rd floor: cannot find,&lt;br /&gt;2nd floor; cannot find,&lt;br /&gt;and when we were at the 3rd floor library, we heard a familiar voice it was one of my ex-classmates they found mr cheng on the 1st floor, it was like a family reunion almost the whole class was there, i also meet some old friends that i knew, for one the persons name was shanita she was my jonior in drama club last time now she is in temasek secondary school and in the choir, i have another friend from primary school who is also in temasek secondary and also in the choir and is shanita's senior, her name is teo xin yi,and this is the first time i mentioned her name on any post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the visit i had lunch with my ex-classmates, and after that i went home, after i got home i really felt like an asshole, in school i really wanted to see someone really badly, and when i saw her i acted like i was deliberatly avoiding her, by just dashing of or to engrose myself with a conversation with someone else, and i did not just see her once but three times, i did not speek to her any time i saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like an asshole, god help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-4133960571749701248?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/4133960571749701248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day-visit-to-fengshan-primary.html#comment-form' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-6128951375991381661</id><published>2009-08-28T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:51:33.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BGSS council stuff</title><content type='html'>wah!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the bgss student council says that the junior's are coming in to join us soon i hope i get a good menti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAMAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the council sudenly thinks i like someone in the council where actualy i dont like her, in that sense of the word, i we are just casual friends it is easy to talk to her and i feel comfortable around her, that's all, nothing else. And for privacy reasons i will not reaveal the persons name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was at the teachers day rehearsal, and the mordern dancers performed an item, i do not object the style of the dance, but more of the revaling attire they wore mini skirts while dancing and GUYS!! you know it (Girls+Mini skirt+Dancing=Do the math)and dont worry parents (they are wearing boxers undernearth, I think)i dont worry for the shorter girls they are not much of a problem but for the taller girls (uhh..)&lt;br /&gt;here's the equation:(short skirts+long legs= ALAMAK!!!),dont worry i not chekopek, i just observant and conservative.and to end off i love the music they were playing i wonder wat's the tittle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-6128951375991381661?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/6128951375991381661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/08/bgss-council-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/6128951375991381661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2127782393670551663/posts/default/6128951375991381661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/08/bgss-council-stuff.html' title='BGSS council stuff'/><author><name>reurinkenshin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05183541361995746657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-2644322439257306263</id><published>2009-07-12T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:06:34.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awsome visual novel</title><content type='html'>while i was surfing the net one day looking for a ramdom game i found this very interesting visual novel named Katawa Shoujo it is a bishoujo-style visual novel, here is an extract from the game blog: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katawa Shoujo is a bishoujo-style visual novel set in the fictional Yamaku High School for disabled children, located somewhere in modern Japan. Hisao Nakai, who has had a congenital heart disorder diagnosed just a few months ago, finds his life turned upside down when he moves to a new town and school after a long hospitalization. Despite his difficulties, Hisao is able to find friends and eventually have romantic relationships with one of five main female characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of making that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this game is rated as a H-game if you know what that means it is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the web link for the game homepage is below if you wanna try it out go ahead&lt;br /&gt;http://katawa-shoujo.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-2644322439257306263?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/2644322439257306263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/2009/07/awsome-visual-novel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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base, done, no more yeah, and i pity those who's exams are still on going and i say "god bless all your examinations throughout your life you may face trials and tribulations but the god of peace shall be with you everywhere you go" i found something very interesting website the html is &lt;a href="http://www.1-love-quotes.com/"&gt;http://www.1-love-quotes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has lots of great quotes by many people some are famous some are just anonymous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of my favourite quote is:You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3510850559890038647?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/3510850559890038647/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ywBVIIT5uC0/TUuzlhT69UI/AAAAAAAAACY/j00P7jLL75s/s220/totaly%2Bunglam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127782393670551663.post-3788404399564904693</id><published>2009-05-04T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:35:40.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 may 2009</title><content type='html'>my first post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time blogging i am presently 14 this year n my birthday 13 November&lt;br /&gt;forgive me if this is boring I very swa gu (mountian tortise)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2127782393670551663-3788404399564904693?l=wtza13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtza13.blogspot.com/feeds/3788404399564904693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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