<?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-6451029661522310163</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:35:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuddup</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-1356071700608269616</id><published>2010-09-07T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:53:28.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi fellow readers! If there is...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ya! Please do visit my 2nd blog at impeccducer.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be updating that blog more often as it will be easier for. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1356071700608269616?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1356071700608269616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1356071700608269616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1356071700608269616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1356071700608269616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-fellow-readers-if-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4903196227780069581</id><published>2010-09-06T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:16:35.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawns. I'm bored so I'm gonna blog. Coolness. I'm finally getting to play basketball after such a long time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph's birthday celebration last night at kbox was fun. Lol. Hoehan can really sing a wide variety of songs. Best. Slacked at macdonalds and void deck after that till around 3 in the morning. Its been such a long time since a night like this happened. Furthermore, on a sunday night. Thank you term holiday for making this possible. &lt;br /&gt;Heard some really nice chinese songs in kbox last night which I don't know of. Great. Now I can expand my music library furthermore. If only deddy was around, then I would have known more english songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this shall be a really short post. Off to play basketball already. See you people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4903196227780069581?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4903196227780069581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4903196227780069581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4903196227780069581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4903196227780069581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/09/yawns.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-7194236283471468821</id><published>2010-09-05T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T18:06:26.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, now this is cool. I can now blog on the go! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a terrible experience I had recently. Was admitted to hospital due to food poisoning and had to be on a drip. Goodness, I never ever want to experience that ever again. However, those patient and pretty nurses were an incentive. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to celebrate joseph's 16th birthday soon. Finally the youngest boy has grown up. Congratulations. Cherie's birthday is coming in 3 days time. Gonna have another celebration again. Wan rong suggested a really really lame idea. She said since cherie likes to read, we shall have a party in the library. Lol. What a party it would turn out to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But putting all these things aside, its time to really really study very hard. The O's are coming and its my prelims period now. Damn it I missed my social studies paper. I sweared I never studied so hard before. Just great...&lt;br /&gt;So let's work hard for this final lap everyone. All the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-7194236283471468821?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7194236283471468821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=7194236283471468821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7194236283471468821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7194236283471468821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-now-this-is-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2342761446881306831</id><published>2010-07-25T01:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:34:42.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah! So many floods in Singapore recently, but its not happening in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt;. Boring.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch 'Inception' last night with a bunch of kick ass and hell it was a nice movie. Besides the part of the never-seems-to-hit-the-water van, the movie was awesome. The main idea was great. What a smart movie indeed and its super educational for humanities students. I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And before that, played some games at arcade while waiting to be seated. Realised that Hoe Han was actually a pro in Crazy Taxi. He got the whole map in his brain. What a bright future for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Joseph's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; round of playing the motorbike game. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! On his way to 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; or even 1st place. But he hit a wall and got the last position. Funny as hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did some slacking after that and what an adventure with a cockroach. I'll never forget that experience, along with how Wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt; reacted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Germany ain't Gay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;FTW&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just can't forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And now I'm hoping that the horoscope prediction is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2342761446881306831?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2342761446881306831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2342761446881306831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2342761446881306831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2342761446881306831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/ah-so-many-floods-in-singapore-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8714368341392912094</id><published>2010-07-23T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:49:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Passerby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you God himself?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8714368341392912094?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8714368341392912094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8714368341392912094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8714368341392912094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8714368341392912094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-passerby-are-you-god-himself.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8383585715421659859</id><published>2010-07-15T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:19:56.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, the first milestone in my life. I've turned 16!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My official entry in teenage-hood where I watch NC 16 movies and enter NC16 restricted areas. Finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This particular birthday is just so special compared to the previous ones. But it ending soon. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all, received a very very cool present today. Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8383585715421659859?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8383585715421659859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8383585715421659859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8383585715421659859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8383585715421659859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/finally-first-milestone-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4771205890060956356</id><published>2010-07-07T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:21:04.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling good.  Feeling ain't good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just all in the mind isn't it. Let me be a little religious here. God is teaching me life lessons now and it has always been what I've wanted to learn. But HE is teaching me the hard way. I shall learn how things work out. Then, I would have completed another module of life lesson. Then, I'll discover another way to be a level higher than others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall turn off the fire and face it with a smile. That's me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be like the water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4771205890060956356?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4771205890060956356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4771205890060956356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4771205890060956356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4771205890060956356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6847541284863016334</id><published>2010-07-06T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:04:53.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. It's a totally different feeling at home. Weird...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I guess the idea I've been trying to resist in the past has finally found its way and got all  over me. I believe its no fickle minded-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;. I shall carry on with my plan and from today onwards, I'm on a mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been living way too much not how I wanted it to be in the past. Its now finally time for me to really think and act for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to a better life ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6847541284863016334?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6847541284863016334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6847541284863016334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6847541284863016334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6847541284863016334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2768288406837452223</id><published>2010-07-03T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T13:28:47.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head is killing me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2768288406837452223?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2768288406837452223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2768288406837452223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2768288406837452223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2768288406837452223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-head-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-480353253783633633</id><published>2010-06-25T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:53:57.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I did something very wrong in my previous life during this time. That explains why my life is like that recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read self improvement books and reflected on my past actions in order to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: 好人难做&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a saying goes, "A person's junk may be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;another's&lt;/span&gt; treasure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good in a person's context may be the opposite in the other. Different people have different perceptions of "good" so one can never be good in two perceptions. And define a good person. I believe none would be absolute. Ask 10 people and you shall get 10 different definitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such self improvement book taught me to be like the water. Remain still and neutral to all circumstances. Fair and unbiased. I thought I could be a good person by being neutral. But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be a good friend then?&lt;br /&gt;Give encouragement? I may be encouraging the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;Give support? I may be harming the person then.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give support? We may not even be friends then.&lt;br /&gt;Remain neutral to all circumstances? What a boring friend uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be a good boyfriend then?&lt;br /&gt;Pamper your partner? She may get too pampered in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Be all listening and obliged to you partner? She may take you for granted then.&lt;br /&gt;Be caring to your partner? She may find you irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Be a gentleman? She might find you are overdoing it./ Not appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Remain neutral to all circumstances? She'll get a new boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be a good son?&lt;br /&gt;Be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;filial&lt;/span&gt;? Define &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;filial&lt;/span&gt; damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Give in to your parents even if they are in the wrong. Damn, I have my pride and principles too.&lt;br /&gt;I discard my pride and principles and gave in. Fuck they don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Remain neutral to all circumstances? Let's be strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summing it up, I've failed to be a good friend, a good boyfriend in the past, and a good son since always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a boring friend, die single and visit an orphanage soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to a better life ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-480353253783633633?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/480353253783633633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=480353253783633633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/480353253783633633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/480353253783633633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-think-i-did-something-very-wrong-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5330061241268187157</id><published>2010-04-25T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:03:39.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will be in white shoes for the rest for the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only superficial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after my council investiture, I was scheduled for another meeting for Cross-country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, Cross country is already over! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. But wait. I'm a camp &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;exco&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to schedule, I have about another 15 meetings awaiting. Ha ha. Once a councillor, always a councillor. At least I'm having fun with the bunch of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EXCO's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had another game of pool with Alvis today at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SAFRA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Had&lt;/span&gt; great results though, but Alvis was under performing. Reason unsure of.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;-2 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;-1 4-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, I won him 2 games to 1. And I played much better positioning today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid year exams. The two language paper are over. Nothing really to celebrate about. There still humanities. The killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel that my phone has one of the worst &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; browser capabilities. Maybe because I have a blackberry and many many iPhone friends, I start to compare. So even if I get a data plan, it does not serve much purpose. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;, I've gotten over the want for a data plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want. I really really want is a Predator shaft. Or perhaps, the cue altogether!&lt;br /&gt;Then, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;INSTROKE&lt;/span&gt; case.&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy by then. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am predicting the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;topic&lt;/span&gt; in school tomorrow would be the Star Awards. This year's Star Awards is GRAND. All the older female artiste are showing off their 'assets'. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. I have nothing much to blog about anymore. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5330061241268187157?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5330061241268187157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5330061241268187157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5330061241268187157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5330061241268187157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-will-be-in-white-shoes-for-rest-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-633282978116616714</id><published>2010-04-19T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:02:34.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 10:55 p.m. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I had only just returned from SAFRA after another game of pool.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing results though. 9 ball. Race to 9. Was defeated with a score of 9-5. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;Could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt some new things too. Realised my stance was full of mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, away from Pool. I just wanna share that MONDAYS SUCK TO THE MAX!&lt;br /&gt;Especially with rehearsal till 6.30 p.m. and only to be greeted by a heavy downpour when you are about to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student's Council Investiture is coming real soon. But they don't seem prepared yet. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall make a change to the school. From now on, I will embark on a project to include lockers for all the students Free-Of-Charge! I hope it gets through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life's been boring. SO I have nothing to blog about anymore.  Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macdonald's tomorrow morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-633282978116616714?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/633282978116616714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=633282978116616714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/633282978116616714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/633282978116616714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-1055-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-268959091526933861</id><published>2010-04-15T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:25:47.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Earthquakes earthquakes...They keep coming.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as I was about to log in to my blogger account, the 6.30 p.m. news are reporting another earthquake in China, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hai&lt;/span&gt; province. Magnitude 7.1. What's causing all these earthquakes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this adds on as another factor for more people to believe that the world's gonna end in 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am confident it will not. I will still be happily updating posts on this blog in 2013. Trust me. Time will prove everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope. Life's full of uncertainty. I may be President of Singapore on the next elections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, moving away from world news, school seemed amazingly short today. I don't know why. Probably because I drank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pokka's&lt;/span&gt; Premium Milk Green Tea today. Random. But try it. It's nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah blah blah. Anyway, I just found out the origin of a.m. and p.m.  Been using it for ages and not knowing the true meaning behind it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a.m. actually is an abbreviation for &lt;i&gt;ante &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meridiem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;which means before noon in Latin. As such, the p.m. originates from the word &lt;i&gt;post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meridiem&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Common knowledge! Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Deddy&lt;/span&gt;! Don't think that I've forgotten about you. Mr oldies. Remember I'll dedicate a song to you? Yes&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCW9Hey6IVY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCW9Hey6IVY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoy~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Distractions. I need them desperately.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-268959091526933861?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/268959091526933861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=268959091526933861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/268959091526933861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/268959091526933861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/earthquakes-earthquakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8846744006434554083</id><published>2010-04-14T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:37:17.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day. The assembly was great with 4E4 performing 'We are the World' by Michael Jackson. Amazing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Students' Council investiture rehearsal after that. Seriously, I felt so useless there. There was basically nothing to do! But ya...its the last thing Ihave to do for the council. Readers, expect a solemn investiture this time round. We are going for a change! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it brings me to my pool practice session which I've just came back from. Supposed to be practising alone. However, like most of the times, was approached by another player. Like always, agreed and decided to play punch, 9 ball, race to 5. I was amazed by his cue. Probably an Omin cue, but a Predator Z shaft. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point, I won the race to 5. It was 5-3 I guess. Confidence boost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we agreed on 1 more game, but we increased it to race to 7.   Damn it. I lost. 7-4. Shall I blame it on my stupid Migraine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. Wasn't playing real well actually.  Got to know that my opponent is actually a Commando, serving his National Service now. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to an illness I'm suffering from. I didn't attend school on Tuesday. Had a major headache. So on that night, I went over to the doctor to have my illness diagnosed. He said that it's Migraine. I just smiled and nodded. I didn't know what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I went home and did a Wikipedia check. Good god, its effects are pretty scary. Especially to a pool player like me. You'll have severe headaches. Bad enough. You'll feel like puking. Worse. Your eyesight will be affected. That's it. It really freaks me out. And it always happens in school, when I didn't bring my medication. Bless me Tua Peh Gong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really much to share about already. Been encountering a hell of an emotional rollercoaster recently. Sometimes I feel so crazy and its a really cool feeling actually. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a date it is for me to start my project-''&lt;br /&gt;It's hard but I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen months uh. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8846744006434554083?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8846744006434554083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8846744006434554083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8846744006434554083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8846744006434554083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2610636076842720193</id><published>2010-04-13T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:43:27.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really pretty scary to see how people whom I've met just a few days ago lying right in the coffin,at the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace Uncle Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about this, you never know when someone may die. Perhaps a person that has lunch with you today may be that person's very last meal. The uncertainty freaks everybody out isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish what I have now and that would be my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading a stress free life from now on baby! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Whoooooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2610636076842720193?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2610636076842720193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2610636076842720193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2610636076842720193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2610636076842720193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-really-pretty-scary-to-see-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6825656183014634796</id><published>2010-04-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:32:14.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life's not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life's never been good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life will never be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bottomline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6825656183014634796?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6825656183014634796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6825656183014634796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6825656183014634796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6825656183014634796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifes-not-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2332445801225136320</id><published>2010-03-27T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:08:05.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon</title><content type='html'>Had a overnight Horror movie marathon over at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Weixuan's&lt;/span&gt; house last night. I found it pretty fun though, but I am sure a few found it as a suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's going on. A fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night is always accompanied by a boring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. Bored to the max at home. Someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored I don"t even feel like continuing to blog. So bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time is ticking, seconds by seconds, day by day, months by months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2332445801225136320?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2332445801225136320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2332445801225136320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2332445801225136320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2332445801225136320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie Marathon'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-1028874545449338310</id><published>2010-03-22T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:26:57.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archives</title><content type='html'>I kinda remember myself making a post about reading blog archives and how much wonderful memories they bring you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, it suddenly turned out to be totally different. Blog archives, be it personal or others, reminds me of the sad past I had, the saddest thing I could ever encounter, how sad people were because of me and how sad the situation turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't that all so perfect after all. It's like you know you are gonna have diarrhea eating &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mcspicy&lt;/span&gt;, but its just so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt; that you just got to eat it. Life is always like that. But that's the past I hope. Probably the diarrhea will be gone and I can eat the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mcspicy&lt;/span&gt; to my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a really really fun &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night. The birthday celebration was successful! At least that's how I felt. Hope &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt; be more days like that to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ,the inspiration to blog is gone again. Gonna study for my Biology test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll pass with soaring colours. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are indeed that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1028874545449338310?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1028874545449338310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1028874545449338310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1028874545449338310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1028874545449338310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/archives.html' title='Archives'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3628868982544204676</id><published>2010-02-08T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:43:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Alright! Chinese New Year is finally coming. But I'm all excited only for the holidays its offering. Not the meeting with relatives part. Need to keep entertaining them and smile smile smile...boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there's the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gua&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pows&lt;/span&gt; and the free flow coke, things aren't really that bad anyway. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. Why am I even complaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Starting to talk crap. Anyway, wishing all the Chinese and only the Chinese a very Happy Chinese New Year ahead. Things will be better in the Tiger year. And Tiger Balm isn't bad too. Lame. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; tissues in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pows&lt;/span&gt;, see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...well well well. Who? o.0&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3628868982544204676?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3628868982544204676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3628868982544204676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3628868982544204676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3628868982544204676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4585453122834672123</id><published>2010-02-01T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:27:13.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its what? Another nine more months before we go our seperate ways?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what'll happen by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4585453122834672123?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4585453122834672123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4585453122834672123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4585453122834672123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4585453122834672123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-what-another-nine-more-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8654724350352209604</id><published>2010-01-03T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:48:23.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74100f9091116bac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74100f9091116bac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330194927%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D513DCE8A9FC33836FB8E7BFF096736EF2B788554.69790A2D75EED2A22F7AD886428FDCC93B36E804%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74100f9091116bac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQaWXtteDdKdBdt8ESoCWezL-PbI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D74100f9091116bac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330194927%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D513DCE8A9FC33836FB8E7BFF096736EF2B788554.69790A2D75EED2A22F7AD886428FDCC93B36E804%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74100f9091116bac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQaWXtteDdKdBdt8ESoCWezL-PbI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did it when I was extrmely bored. Cheer Up my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8654724350352209604?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8654724350352209604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8654724350352209604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8654724350352209604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8654724350352209604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/01/emo.html' title='EMO'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3652761670325454560</id><published>2010-01-01T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:16:57.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010!</title><content type='html'>Celebrating my first post of 2010 and my 125&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; post. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Went to Marina Bay for the countdown party last night. Was supposed to head over to Esplanade but ended up at the Singapore &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead and Hell Yea was it fun there. The dance party was awesome. Rocked with people of all races especially Indians. Not being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt; here but indeed Indians rock the dance floor. With my stamina, I couldn't keep up with them. Hell it rocks with those Indian people around. Kinda observed that the Chinese race are the least active. Although I'm a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; myself. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures taken so nothing nice to post. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 after the party till 5a.m. Would kinda say I expected more from the movie. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus home and its was dream time till 2p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting a great 2010 ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's Gonna Be A Goodnight!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3652761670325454560?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3652761670325454560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3652761670325454560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3652761670325454560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3652761670325454560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010!'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-883156216610937499</id><published>2009-12-31T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:06:12.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Last post of 2009 man! Fuck Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; miss this very wonderful 2009. This fateful year taught me hell lots of things, a thousand different experiences and how to be a better person. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the many setbacks and obstacles faced in this year, I fucking survived all of it. Although...yea..its nothing much actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to wrap it up, 2009 has been a great year and damn hell I'll miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-883156216610937499?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/883156216610937499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=883156216610937499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/883156216610937499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/883156216610937499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-7381934210726957648</id><published>2009-12-26T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:29:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>Went over to Wei &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xuan's&lt;/span&gt; house last night for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; celebration. It was pretty fun and the food was awesome! Exchange gifts and I got a Monopoly card game. God was it fun. Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Noob&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest was just pretty much some TV and snoozing around. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. And maybe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tiles at Wei &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xuan's&lt;/span&gt; house serves as a very conducive bed. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-7381934210726957648?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7381934210726957648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=7381934210726957648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7381934210726957648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7381934210726957648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-7525161256969669459</id><published>2009-12-24T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:45:51.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate you. No. Not you. Him. Yes. Beside you. Yes. Him. No. Not that one...Further back a little more. Yes. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; him. The one in a skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame. Talking crap again. Pretty nervous now. Going for my leg surgery later. Hope everything turns out fine. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-7525161256969669459?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7525161256969669459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=7525161256969669459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7525161256969669459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7525161256969669459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5337697258850613175</id><published>2009-12-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:13:21.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>I'm crazily jealous over something I shouldn't be. Its funnily funny man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5337697258850613175?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5337697258850613175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5337697258850613175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5337697258850613175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5337697258850613175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2476891665834688712</id><published>2009-12-18T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:02:07.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it. Stupid decision once again. Its always like that. Shouldn't have even started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2476891665834688712?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2476891665834688712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2476891665834688712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2476891665834688712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2476891665834688712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8298897342515143030</id><published>2009-12-14T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T13:49:54.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starhub</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Starhub&lt;/span&gt; hasn't activated my re-contracted unlimited &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; service and I already send messages like crazy. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I'm gonna pay man. But who cares. Its the last month anyway. Yesterday was Sunday. Supposedly to head down to Clarke key for a video filming but the couple went missing. -.- Damn it. Ended up talking crap and eating Ah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaya&lt;/span&gt; Toast. Lame. Make me wake up so early. But there were really a lot of "Red-Haired Monkeys" there. Super. And they were so polite. Maybe only when compared to Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the long awaited 3E3 gathering has finally arrived. Not really long awaited actually. Just creating a hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 19/12/2009(Saturday)-Date chosen in consideration of Muslims and Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; Beach(exact location &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TBC&lt;/span&gt;)-Venue chosen in consideration of cheap bus fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Yes guys. Settling for something different this time round. No more boring BBQ or Troublesome chalet. Introducing the new HASSLE FREE PICNIC. Everybody is &lt;strong&gt;SUPPOSED&lt;/strong&gt; to bring a food to share with the class. NO PORK ALLOWED. MAKE SURE ALL &lt;strong&gt;HALAL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And no small packets of junk food like potato chips. Don't be a &lt;strong&gt;CHEAPO&lt;/strong&gt;. Want to Bring junk food, make sure bring enough to feed all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress code: Casual wear, Mosquito proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do bring along: Insect repellent&lt;br /&gt;                           Umbrella or Poncho&lt;br /&gt;                           Sunblock&lt;br /&gt;                           Anything you think is fun to play with&lt;br /&gt;                           And Friends of your own. The more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suggested food items: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Fried Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Fried &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beehoon&lt;/span&gt;(booked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Hot Dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Sandwiches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Dim Sum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Puffs and Cakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Nuggets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Chicken Wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Salads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halal Chips and Dips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Above mentioned are just some of the many things you can bring. Of course, you guys can share and prepare the food items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attendance is compulsory for this event. Failing to do so will result in a 6 hours Recovery room When school re-opens. Thank you.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8298897342515143030?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8298897342515143030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8298897342515143030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8298897342515143030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8298897342515143030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/starhub.html' title='Starhub'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6128946076545065750</id><published>2009-12-14T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:53:40.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed up feelings</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like this, sometimes I feel like that. Sometimes I don't feel anything and sometimes I suddenly feel everything. And its lonely nights like this that it happens. My emotions will kill me one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ah I miss you my dearest Pulau Ubin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6128946076545065750?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6128946076545065750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6128946076545065750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6128946076545065750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6128946076545065750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/mixed-up-feelings.html' title='Mixed up feelings'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-3065962259006459038</id><published>2009-12-13T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:11:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HHH@Changi</title><content type='html'>Was searching through my old files and came across this. Its just one of the many videos that makes me laugh like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-52911cf11983b615" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D52911cf11983b615%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330194927%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2399C3975CAEC89F2AA7A927CD0FDBD03A1F3AE6.2671DB68AD142314A9266DF9C1226A4C66CAB4A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D52911cf11983b615%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9cmlCwdciC2yVHqmpxLApDtRaDQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D52911cf11983b615%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330194927%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2399C3975CAEC89F2AA7A927CD0FDBD03A1F3AE6.2671DB68AD142314A9266DF9C1226A4C66CAB4A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D52911cf11983b615%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9cmlCwdciC2yVHqmpxLApDtRaDQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3065962259006459038?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3065962259006459038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3065962259006459038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3065962259006459038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3065962259006459038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/hhhchangi.html' title='HHH@Changi'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2191544708966558834</id><published>2009-12-13T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:42:47.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah...my days have been boring. Kinda had the exact same night just now compared with the night before. It was just pool and the exact same people walking back home from safra through the same route and said the same things. Its so boring that I don't wanna blog now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2191544708966558834?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2191544708966558834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2191544708966558834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2191544708966558834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2191544708966558834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-1630393665466779824</id><published>2009-12-12T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:58:43.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lord I'm doing all I can to be a better man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1630393665466779824?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1630393665466779824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1630393665466779824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1630393665466779824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1630393665466779824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/lord-im-doing-all-can-to-be-better-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2816495107380342947</id><published>2009-12-12T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:48:00.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to the funeral of one of my close friend's dad and by god I swear I felt terrible for him man. I don't know how is he gonna get over it. Its hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look horrible someday, somehow. Karma does the deed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2816495107380342947?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2816495107380342947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2816495107380342947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2816495107380342947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2816495107380342947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-went-to-funeral-of-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-578355517100043537</id><published>2009-12-10T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:45:14.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courts</title><content type='html'>God I'm so bored at home now yet again. Somebody recommend me something to do. Although there's a pile of undone homework, and I'm so so so bored, that pen just seems so heavy. Probably I have weak muscles. Or a weak discipline. Gotta head back to school tomorrow for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt; again. If there was this system where you can claim the amount of days you got back to school during holidays for just $10 a day, I would have been a billionaire!&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Its exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone is creating such a scene in Singapore. Even mobile companies are fighting over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At two of M1’s collection points, the queue started on Tuesday night, hours before the phone became available at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 1,500 customers formed long lines at Paragon and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westmall&lt;/span&gt;, as those who had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;—ordered the phone had to join walk—in customers in the same queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MediaCorp&lt;/span&gt; visited the Paragon Orchard outlet around noon on Wednesday, about 100 people were still waiting to be served."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                    -Yahoo news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really worth such a long wait for a such gadget. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt;. Probably tomorrow some geek would just come up with a system named 4G and yes, regret then curse and swear. Technology is ever changing. Nobody can ever put a full stop to it. What I'm trying to say is just get a mobile phone or perhaps any other gadget that is just enough for your needs. Buy a phone today and perhaps regret a month later as some other even better phones are launched. Like the iPhone users now. Those that love to boast, your time is over. The next generation is out. And iPhone 3G users, if you bought it for boasting, boast while you can. I got a hunch iPhone god knows what will be launching soon. =) Uh yes, the more valuable your gadget, the greater the burden it becomes to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-578355517100043537?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/578355517100043537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=578355517100043537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/578355517100043537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/578355517100043537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/courts.html' title='Courts'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2137572306619104930</id><published>2009-12-09T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:40:49.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>How many of you people out there has thought about the past and really serious deeply regretted some actions or any decisions you've made? Well, I did. I just did. Yup, less than 5 minutes ago. Maybe less then 3. Okay...it was just a minute ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling just sucks man. All I feel like doing now is just sleep and dream. Dream of Fiona. Dream of 吴宗宪. Dream of eating Curry Chicken......Choi! Dream of eating Buffet=). Argh! I don't know lah. Just feeling like shit now. No, even worse. Feel like a pool of diarrhea now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how...what do I do now. Feeling very funny at times leh. Its like so inappropriate. How how how how how how how how! To be or not to be...THAT'S THE QUESTION! ^^ Okay lame...no link.&lt;br /&gt;Shit man, talking crap now. No. I mean typing crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not alone~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am here with you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though you're far away~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am here to stay~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am here with you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though we're far apart~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're always in my heart~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame!!! Just typing what I'm listening now.&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I'm so bored and still feeling bad now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling bad because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sorry for making you feel bad for so long&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey. That reminded me of the Teletubies. Really creepy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm bored. Sian Sian Sian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a-ba-ni-bi o-bo-e-bev&lt;br /&gt;a-bo-ni-bev-ma-bo-sa-ba&lt;br /&gt;爱你的只有一个人&lt;br /&gt;爱你的只有一个只有一个我&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even lamer! It's just another song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie O'sullivan Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;random...&lt;br /&gt;Efren Reyes too.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2137572306619104930?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2137572306619104930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2137572306619104930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2137572306619104930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2137572306619104930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6398225563136230558</id><published>2009-12-09T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:53:14.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are boring</title><content type='html'>Yea man. Holidays are indeed very boring for me. Apart from the day at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pulau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ubin&lt;/span&gt; and the clique chalet, its just school, school and school. Was just staring at my Maths homework just now. God was it hard to pick up that pen and press that calculator. So eventually, I didn't =) And now I'm sitting in front of my computer, bathed with the luxury of information and entertainment at my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't know what can I blog about now. Nothing I guess. Cos the Holidays are just indeed too boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6398225563136230558?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6398225563136230558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6398225563136230558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6398225563136230558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6398225563136230558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays-are-boring.html' title='Holidays are boring'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-196792372495822590</id><published>2009-11-22T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:00:50.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>Just read through my previous blog posts just now. Surely, I recalled lots of memories. Such a great feeling, looking back at my past 3 years of secondary school life and only a year ahead to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went fishing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pulau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ubin&lt;/span&gt; today. Not quite a good catch though, and surely again, it brought back lots of memories too. The camps I had in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ubin&lt;/span&gt;, my first OBS camp in 2006, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ATC&lt;/span&gt; camp in 2008 and my 5 day OBS camp 2 weeks ago. Missed those times, except for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt; one. The only moment I missed was the way home in the boat. Truly a sense of happiness, appreciation to the things around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Gonna stop abruptly now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-196792372495822590?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/196792372495822590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=196792372495822590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/196792372495822590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/196792372495822590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/11/walking-down-memory-lane.html' title='Walking Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4386118155270229470</id><published>2009-11-08T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:30:34.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>I would never expect myself to blog just a day before OBS. I think I'm suffering from depression.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Hope it will be fun. And I know that's what they want us to feel. Feel fun. People's Association owns it. If it gives us an bad impression, When we grow up, our vote goes to the opposition. Hope they think like me. OBS will then really be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDEAL OBS SCHEDULE&lt;br /&gt;Day 1-Introduction&lt;br /&gt;Day 2-Theory of Slacking&lt;br /&gt;Day 3-Practical session of Slacking&lt;br /&gt;Day 4-Movie Marathon&lt;br /&gt;Day 5-Return to Mainland Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4386118155270229470?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4386118155270229470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4386118155270229470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4386118155270229470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4386118155270229470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/11/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-2572306222455147646</id><published>2009-10-12T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:46:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cobwebs</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot I had a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the second last day of my Secondary 3 End-of-Year exams. Kinda excited about it. But having A.maths and Pure Biology on the same day is a downright bad arrangement. I would rather have 2 A.maths paper on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will do very badly for my exams this time round. Wake up call was a little too late this time. See, I even have the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;curriculum&lt;/span&gt; part, Life's been pretty great nowadays. In fact, its AWESOME! A lot of stress have been taken away with that break-up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; there's a toll, however after the recent incident, things ave never been better. At least I know we won't be together anymore and that feeling used to suck. After some thorough thinking, its all so GREAT! Thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to my vegetarian fast and its kinda taking a lot away from me. You guys know I love meat. It's hard. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying recently with the Mu Ru and co, feel odd at times, since I don't really now them. But what else do I have? It the exams period. Still can't forget the previous thursday night where we studied till close to 11p.m. and met at 4.15a.m. to study. That was so so so fun and unforgettable. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really much to say now. Till there's something interesting again, see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2572306222455147646?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2572306222455147646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2572306222455147646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2572306222455147646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2572306222455147646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/cobwebs.html' title='Cobwebs'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2039874679446693321</id><published>2009-08-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:32:48.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say. I feel at lost right now. Cold sweat is breaking out on my forehead. I can't believe the message I've just received after being together for what I reckon such a long time. What have I done wrong again. Once after another, I have already been the best I could be and now, being good too is not what that is helping me. God. Save me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2039874679446693321?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2039874679446693321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2039874679446693321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2039874679446693321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2039874679446693321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4941068029228244927</id><published>2009-07-27T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:52:59.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Again</title><content type='html'>Fuck. Life sucks. I think I am thinking too much at times. Too sensitive at times. And what I've contributed to be too little. I've done my best in being the best b________. There's nothing else I can do now. I've reached the max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4941068029228244927?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4941068029228244927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4941068029228244927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4941068029228244927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4941068029228244927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/07/wrong-again.html' title='Wrong Again'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3445362110862390972</id><published>2009-06-28T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:12:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>Hmm...School starts tomorrow. Kinda excited about it for now. But I know it won't be long. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New timetable is crazy. I have triple pure science all on Monday itself and there is 4 straight periods of maths on friday. Both A and E maths. School life will be super crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. You know I can't make long posts. Off to pack my bag now. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3445362110862390972?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3445362110862390972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3445362110862390972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3445362110862390972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3445362110862390972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5071235483121520122</id><published>2009-06-26T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:46:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SkRt7XxJxPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/HE0ryBJFROE/s1600-h/mjwn-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SkRt7XxJxPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/HE0ryBJFROE/s400/mjwn-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351523123982877938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post made in loving memory of the late Michael Jackson. His music will forever live in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do make an effort to stay and finish listening one of his greatest song ever. 'Thriller'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5071235483121520122?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5071235483121520122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5071235483121520122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5071235483121520122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5071235483121520122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-loving-memory-of-michael-jackson.html' title='In loving memory of Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SkRt7XxJxPI/AAAAAAAAAOA/HE0ryBJFROE/s72-c/mjwn-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-2053202721381393346</id><published>2009-06-21T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:32:12.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Life's been great recently. At least I am not rotting at home everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather is really very bad nowadays. People fall sick very easily. To the dear readers of my blog. Do drink more water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;liang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;teh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw on channel news Asia that Singapore already has 126 cases of confirmed H1N1. Hopefully the rumors I heard about a extended week of holidays is true. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...gotta go work later. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2053202721381393346?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2053202721381393346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2053202721381393346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2053202721381393346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2053202721381393346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4325353707950844627</id><published>2009-06-20T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:49:19.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>I'm posting again. It means I am bored. Just woke up from my amazingly-not-boring ton with Xi Juan and Jasmine. Argh. Feel so sick now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog song again. '500 miles away from home' by Bobby Bare. A nice song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4325353707950844627?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4325353707950844627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4325353707950844627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4325353707950844627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4325353707950844627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5184649105445258332</id><published>2009-06-18T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:38:53.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See how bored I am</title><content type='html'>I am so bored I blogged once again. Changed the song this time round. A great oldie. 'Buddy Holly' sung by 'Weezer'. This song brings back many memories for me too. Used to listen to this song when I was really young. What makes this song even better is that it's actually in Rock Band. Hell Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5184649105445258332?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5184649105445258332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5184649105445258332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5184649105445258332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5184649105445258332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/see-how-bored-i-am.html' title='See how bored I am'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8041467822841359668</id><published>2009-06-18T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:37:08.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored to Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/Sjnumpg3jRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0kR6FOTkra4/s1600-h/rock_band_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/Sjnumpg3jRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0kR6FOTkra4/s400/rock_band_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348568380225326354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored at home now. I am decomposing(adapted from xi juan) and rotting at home. No shows. No movies. No games. Oh. Rock Band Unplugged was good. But still, I am so darn bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For owners of  Sony PSP, please do try Rock Band Unplugged. You will never regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8041467822841359668?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8041467822841359668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8041467822841359668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8041467822841359668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8041467822841359668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/bored-to-death.html' title='Bored to Death'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/Sjnumpg3jRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/0kR6FOTkra4/s72-c/rock_band_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-4457331481779578645</id><published>2009-06-18T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:51:55.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies</title><content type='html'>Heard many complains from friends about blogger recently. Everything's gone when they click 'publish post'. Ha ha. I don't experience that. Probably due to me having a more well organized blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out recently that my blog song and tagboard can't be seen on Mozilla Firefox. I'm slow. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to safra to play pool with Mu Ru and Yan kiat today. Ha ha. Losers. Its been such a long time I actually played pool there. Brings back loads of memories. Missed the HotLOG and the nasi lemak there. Ye Kun cafe is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Ha ha. Just finished downloading Rockband Unplugged for my psp. Gonna test it now. Ha ha. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4457331481779578645?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4457331481779578645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4457331481779578645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4457331481779578645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4457331481779578645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/oldies.html' title='Oldies'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-1748235937737647348</id><published>2009-06-17T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:25:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragic news</title><content type='html'>Argh. Just recieved news that my uncle has passed away in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;Read the full article on yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20090615/tap-069-saf-regular-serviceman-taiwan-tr-231650b.html"&gt;http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20090615/tap-069-saf-regular-serviceman-taiwan-tr-231650b.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1748235937737647348?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1748235937737647348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1748235937737647348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1748235937737647348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1748235937737647348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/tragic-news.html' title='Tragic news'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3630097667266047321</id><published>2009-06-16T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:38:41.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic scheldule</title><content type='html'>Having a pretty hectic schedule recently. Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a I&amp;amp;E meeting in school with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amira&lt;/span&gt;, Brian and Vincent. Money seems to always be the problem in many plans. Budget needed is about $1000. Crazy. Who will be so generous to fork out such a large sum of money in such a risky venture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to watching 'Ghost of Girlfriends Past' tonight. Hope it turns out to be a nice movie. Oh ya. Please do watch the movie 'Drag Me to Hell'. Hell it was a nice movie. Every single horror scene was so complete and great. This movie teaches you to respect the elderly too. Watch it and you will get what I mean. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;...I don't really have anything to blog now. Having a pretty boring life recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. See you. Ciao. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jian&lt;/span&gt;. Good bye. Bye Bye. So long. Farewell. &lt;span&gt;Adios. Cheerio. Godspeed. So long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Toodle&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3630097667266047321?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3630097667266047321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3630097667266047321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3630097667266047321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3630097667266047321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/hectic-scheldule.html' title='Hectic scheldule'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-1863784115354650630</id><published>2009-06-15T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:57:50.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back once again</title><content type='html'>Yes. As mentioned above, I am back to my normal blog posting. Didn't really have the energy to post recently. There are really just too many things on my mind. It's probably a good idea for me to get drunk once in awhile. It really relieves those stressful feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new song on my blog. Was actually searching for another song and I happened to come upon it. Listened to it and it somehow brought back many many memories of the past. Long when I was a child till now. Watched Monsters versus Aliens(3D) a few days ago with my friends. The movie wasn't very nice though. But watching with friends made it nice. =) It was only worth the 3D effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days are pretty much tiring for me. Had to work long hours which results in skipping meals. Just hope that I will slim down. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. Adding on to that, what makes me more tired after work is(Wait. If you are not a believer of the supernatural, please do not read on) the things that happened in my house that could not be explained.(I know you are still reading on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; why there is no supernatural content yet. Just leave my blog if you don't believe in 'them')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is at least one of 'them' that is lurking around in my house and playing with my things. Not only mine, my parents items too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; 'it' did not bother me, the sound it makes is really irritating. Unlike the past, which I sometimes can see 'it', now, it has become much smarter. It only 'plays' when I am in my bedroom and nobody is in my living room and kitchen. Just hope that it doesn't drink my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beverages&lt;/span&gt; in the fridge. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the song playing on my blog hasn't ended yet right? Continue to enjoy the song then. In the meantime, tag at the tagboard alright. Ha ha.&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;Of course the song hasn't ended yet. I've set it to the 'keep playing over option'. So there is no excuse. Just tag it.(Nike inspired)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1863784115354650630?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1863784115354650630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1863784115354650630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1863784115354650630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1863784115354650630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-once-again.html' title='Back once again'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-627215921509297429</id><published>2009-04-26T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:35:33.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream</title><content type='html'>Was just wondering. What motivates all those daily bloggers to blog everyday? It sure takes a lot of perserverance to blog daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the end of English ,Social Studies and Mother Tongue paper1. But still ,there is still those sickening Maths and Sciences papers. Argh damn it. I regretted choosing this subject combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 life is full of stress ,NPCC , Council and School plays major roles in it but I would like to highlight council. 70% of my stress comes from there. With investiture in just 2 weeks and nothing done yet, it gives me jitters when i think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IYOW has been on my nerves recently. God help me. I can't take it anymore. Who doesn't agree with me that she is being biased. Honestly people. It is so obvious. Well ,I am happy that she is my teacher though. By her being our teacher, we have saved many kindergarten children's childhood where she might be at. Those children won;t ahve to suffer loud wailing sirens, sacarsms(hope its spelt right) ,lameness and many more a normal human can't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all for today. Till then(the next post) See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arh...I had such a good dream. A dream of what I wanted to happen but it didn't. Mixed feeling though. Happy that I dreamt it, sad that it was a dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-627215921509297429?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/627215921509297429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=627215921509297429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/627215921509297429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/627215921509297429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream.html' title='A dream'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5238937814949362051</id><published>2009-03-16T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:15:07.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I made it back safely to Singapore. How great! The camp was much much more than i expected it to be. It was so much fun! Except for some hiccups here and there like when our boat's engine failed us when we were right in the middle of the firefly cruise. It was just like another crocodile movie where after which, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;croc&lt;/span&gt; would tilt the boat over and gobble a person up first and sending all of us struggling to get on a small island or land. Then more crocodiles started to gather and devour more beings. After which there will be some losers crying at the side, giving up on life while some stupid fuckers(smart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alec&lt;/span&gt;)start to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quarrel&lt;/span&gt; about how they should escape and end up fighting. Then the quiet ones just sit there and will always be the one that survives the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gruesome&lt;/span&gt; ordeal. After much deaths and bloodshed, there will be this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;scene&lt;/span&gt; where it depicts dawn and a person finds help or successfully stumble on mainland and the credits come rolling in. How cool is that uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the camp. Ha. Things were great. Well fed, slept well, the R&amp;amp;R was great. Waterfall was fabulous. There's so many much more things about the trip but I am just so lazy to type now. Thoughts of the homework that is left and the work to do keeps me feeling moody and fucked up. I think the show "Banged up Abroad" should have another series called "Banged up March Holidays". It seems that teachers love to give and not think. Teaching may be one profession that encourages &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The feeling of stopping just rubbed across me. I am gonna end here. Will update soon. Till Then, see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt;!&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/6451029661522310163-5238937814949362051?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5238937814949362051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5238937814949362051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5238937814949362051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5238937814949362051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-1846702436717858105</id><published>2009-03-13T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:42:50.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kota Tinggi</title><content type='html'>Will be leaving for camp at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tinggi&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. Half of me is so enthusiastic about me and the other half just feels so pessimistic about it. Not sure if I'm gonna enjoy. But at least its a break after and before the start of all the tedious assignments, meetings and courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a series of events, I have learnt to be more optimistic with life. There's always "Don't forget the lyrics" to cheer me up. But then, I missed last night's episode. Damn. Maybe I shall call this particular week of my life -A series of unfortunate events. Hopefully, the declaration of the end of term 1 and the end of the the school day signifies the start of a new life? No, not life. A new start. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school today, went home just to take a console key and went all the way back to school to return Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Loh&lt;/span&gt;. I realised he's just only 38. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;... Help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; a little after that and gave them some pointers and advise before setting of to meet Jun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt; and friends at Food Palace. Talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt; and the person that sends shivers down our spine. Remember our Saba Fish date after my return from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tinggi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started gaming on SF after a long pause. Didn't find it as interesting though. Just a great time killer. It kills time so well that i forgot to finish packing my bag for the trip tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Morning Big breakfast was quite a great time. Just that we need more time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nonya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kaya&lt;/span&gt; and the unknown jam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; left untouched. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt; was the bestseller. So from that, it proves that I have bad foresight. I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt; would finish fast. I was wrong. What's so good about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Nutella&lt;/span&gt;? It's too sweet, too dark, too thick for my liking. Call me fussy but I still prefer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Nonya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kaya&lt;/span&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i shall end my post here. Shall continue packing my back. Yea.  By the way, i will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;uncontactable&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; afternoon. Till then again, see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rushed, Stupid, Ignorant, Unprepared, Compared, Abrupt and Inconsiderate were the words that took part in the type of shit I landed myself in today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1846702436717858105?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1846702436717858105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1846702436717858105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1846702436717858105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1846702436717858105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/kota-tinggi.html' title='Kota Tinggi'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6973802754427440835</id><published>2009-03-12T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:25:50.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SbkXqM97rUI/AAAAAAAAANw/Oi5ErkvdvkI/s1600-h/camp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312303249263144258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SbkXqM97rUI/AAAAAAAAANw/Oi5ErkvdvkI/s400/camp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea! That was the bunch of losers that I went through camp with. Take photo never tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today at school was not as stressful as I expected it to be, although I know that I am bound to fail my A.Maths again, But however, both our Humanities teacher did not make it to class.  Yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago, I spoke with my friends and we came up on the topic of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crocs&lt;/span&gt; and in came Steve Irwin. The bunch of uncles that used to live in olden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Singapura&lt;/span&gt; and played with crocodiles payed full due respect to him. All of them said it was hard to find a second in the world.  Naughty stingray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be going off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tinggi&lt;/span&gt; in 2 more days. REGRET. Such as waste of time for something so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;optional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. Now, time to rush plan for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt;. People asked me why was it so sudden and I told them it wasn't. We planned it long ago but just didn't execute it. Now, to be honest, that was pure crap. No planning was done yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;saw a&lt;/span&gt; christian exorcism on the show "taboo" and pure hell it was darn interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty fierce too.  Hoe Han may need a little of that. Maybe the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt; woman too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that, I shall end my post here and get my eyes back on "taboo". Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6973802754427440835?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6973802754427440835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6973802754427440835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6973802754427440835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6973802754427440835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/tests.html' title='Tests.'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SbkXqM97rUI/AAAAAAAAANw/Oi5ErkvdvkI/s72-c/camp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-960571673342390096</id><published>2009-03-11T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:26:57.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title?</title><content type='html'>Things are not turning out to be so well for me. I don't really understand the problem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt; Ta's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt; Work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt; of Stress And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lotsa&lt;/span&gt; of other things that keeps me distracted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tinggi&lt;/span&gt; was one decision that i made to land myself in deep shit. I extremely regret my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; but it's too late now. And Because of that, I have to go back to school on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; to do my unfinished maths work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this something in my mind that keeps giving me those jittery feelings. Stand also feel uneasy. Sit also feel uneasy. Lie down even more uneasy.  Something that is so unbecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presidential things is also killing me. Hope it ends clean tomorrow. CLEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I shall end it here and study harder for my A.maths. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;happening&lt;/span&gt;? Dang it, I missed those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-960571673342390096?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/960571673342390096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=960571673342390096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/960571673342390096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/960571673342390096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/title.html' title='Title?'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4891269415724372367</id><published>2009-03-08T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:52:51.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. I hate Ta's. Especially when you have to do a re test again. Especially English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Upper sec teachers are crazy. Crazy in the sense that the way they give homework and crazy in the sense that they like to make funny noises such as, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IYOW&lt;/span&gt;. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something particularly that cheers me up. That is the I&amp;amp;E club. Fun is the only word to describe it. Yea! Lets hope our club makes big money and a clubhouse will be built. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sheng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;heng&lt;/span&gt; should know. I hate this particular guy that think he is so great and knows everything and does things that makes people hate him. Recall meet the parents night and one will know who he is. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt;. Shorty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, my dear classmates. Close your browser, Hit alt f4 followed by enter. Fish your bags for books and start revising. Dont start to cry and regret when its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I am gonna continue surfing the net. Cause i know i wont cry and regret when i start failing. I'll just blame Bill Gates for it. Till then, see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4891269415724372367?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4891269415724372367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4891269415724372367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4891269415724372367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4891269415724372367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2745937477374219940</id><published>2009-02-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:41:06.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Art.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SaKZSsJr02I/AAAAAAAAANo/WPDxs2aB4K4/s1600-h/DSC_7702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305971857364341602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SaKZSsJr02I/AAAAAAAAANo/WPDxs2aB4K4/s400/DSC_7702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2745937477374219940?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2745937477374219940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2745937477374219940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2745937477374219940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2745937477374219940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-art.html' title='Some Art.'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SaKZSsJr02I/AAAAAAAAANo/WPDxs2aB4K4/s72-c/DSC_7702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-6897455598642033554</id><published>2009-02-12T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:00:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smooth criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n86eMgYi62o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n86eMgYi62o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6897455598642033554?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6897455598642033554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6897455598642033554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6897455598642033554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6897455598642033554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/02/smooth-criminal.html' title='smooth criminal'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5230786521214175453</id><published>2009-02-11T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:26:06.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110209</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL PHOTOS ON THIS BLOG PHOTOS WERE INDEED TAKEN BY ME, MYSELF.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5230786521214175453?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5230786521214175453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5230786521214175453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5230786521214175453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5230786521214175453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/02/110209.html' title='110209'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3981529699043817595</id><published>2009-02-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:53:41.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religious Arm Piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb6qGbJCoI/AAAAAAAAANg/5ZNkJBB4rs4/s1600-h/DSC_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298197612833868418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb6qGbJCoI/AAAAAAAAANg/5ZNkJBB4rs4/s400/DSC_0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3981529699043817595?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3981529699043817595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3981529699043817595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3981529699043817595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3981529699043817595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/02/religious-arm-piercing.html' title='Religious Arm Piercing'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb6qGbJCoI/AAAAAAAAANg/5ZNkJBB4rs4/s72-c/DSC_0568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-9122800338158501611</id><published>2009-02-02T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:47:02.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb5JLPNSmI/AAAAAAAAANY/qVYuCzZqNHs/s1600-h/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298195947678681698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb5JLPNSmI/AAAAAAAAANY/qVYuCzZqNHs/s400/DSC_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like luncheon meat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-9122800338158501611?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9122800338158501611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=9122800338158501611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/9122800338158501611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/9122800338158501611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-piercing.html' title='Back Piercing'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb5JLPNSmI/AAAAAAAAANY/qVYuCzZqNHs/s72-c/DSC_0575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-936152769056168806</id><published>2009-02-02T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:47:49.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weapon Serving- Seven Star Sword</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb32I-LguI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Oj_ticIjABQ/s1600-h/DSC_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298194521141248738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb32I-LguI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Oj_ticIjABQ/s400/DSC_0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wan rong. You are saying that ths isn't a proper post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And jeremy, indeed these pictures were taken by &lt;strong&gt;myself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-936152769056168806?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/936152769056168806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=936152769056168806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/936152769056168806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/936152769056168806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/02/weapon-serving.html' title='Weapon Serving- Seven Star Sword'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SYb32I-LguI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Oj_ticIjABQ/s72-c/DSC_0472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-7439430829608763148</id><published>2009-01-29T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:58:20.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick at home.</title><content type='html'>Feeling extremely bored. Sick at home after eating those new year goodies. It must be the bbq pork that caused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's new year clebration was exceptionally boring. Camped for the solar eclipse but saw nothing.  But got quite a lot of money from ang bao's even the economy is pretty unstable&lt;suprised&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is done once again to make my post look longer. Yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-7439430829608763148?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7439430829608763148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=7439430829608763148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7439430829608763148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7439430829608763148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-at-home.html' title='sick at home.'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5918217284967937545</id><published>2009-01-26T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:27:06.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Coffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXySzg7CFzI/AAAAAAAAANI/ucUmUeaVLHw/s1600-h/DSC-0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295268675589379890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXySzg7CFzI/AAAAAAAAANI/ucUmUeaVLHw/s400/DSC-0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5918217284967937545?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5918217284967937545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5918217284967937545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5918217284967937545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5918217284967937545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-coffins.html' title='More Coffins'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXySzg7CFzI/AAAAAAAAANI/ucUmUeaVLHw/s72-c/DSC-0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-6732203103312680453</id><published>2009-01-26T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:23:55.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Netherworld Diety sitting on a Traditional Coffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXyR9p6GP9I/AAAAAAAAANA/olWIMecAxIA/s1600-h/DSC-0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295267750288441298" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Its a cue stick people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1210739553455958564?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1210739553455958564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1210739553455958564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1210739553455958564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1210739553455958564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/ultimate-piercing.html' title='Ultimate 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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-6451029661522310163.post-1573463862091907028</id><published>2009-01-18T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:38:25.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religious Arm Piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXIJV9KSdyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0eZ2JEGIjaQ/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292302784913372962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXIJV9KSdyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0eZ2JEGIjaQ/s400/DSC_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1573463862091907028?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SXIJV9KSdyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0eZ2JEGIjaQ/s72-c/DSC_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-6989012964759104163</id><published>2009-01-15T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:49:09.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thick piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SW8UVAZ8FGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QNM4GEVY4Iw/s1600-h/DSC_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291470438302225506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SW8UVAZ8FGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QNM4GEVY4Iw/s400/DSC_0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Some people think they are so cool to have large amounts of piercings. What about this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6989012964759104163?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6989012964759104163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6989012964759104163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6989012964759104163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6989012964759104163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/thick-piercing.html' title='Thick piercing'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SW8UVAZ8FGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QNM4GEVY4Iw/s72-c/DSC_0572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-8521135738929598753</id><published>2009-01-05T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:05:25.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bloody mess in a Taoist Trance(1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWIg9mzL4oI/AAAAAAAAALs/17c3FXMQLq8/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287825155245728386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWIg9mzL4oI/AAAAAAAAALs/17c3FXMQLq8/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE IT ANY RELIGION, NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8521135738929598753?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8521135738929598753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8521135738929598753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8521135738929598753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8521135738929598753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/bloody-mess-in-taoist-trance1.html' title='A bloody mess in a Taoist Trance(1)'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWIg9mzL4oI/AAAAAAAAALs/17c3FXMQLq8/s72-c/DSC_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-3165810819987426154</id><published>2009-01-04T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:21:23.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion@Clarke Quay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWDTUBWHuhI/AAAAAAAAALk/KNakXCXUJA8/s1600-h/DSC_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287458303445023250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWDTUBWHuhI/AAAAAAAAALk/KNakXCXUJA8/s400/DSC_0618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3165810819987426154?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3165810819987426154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3165810819987426154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3165810819987426154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3165810819987426154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/lionclarke-quay.html' title='Lion@Clarke Quay'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWDTUBWHuhI/AAAAAAAAALk/KNakXCXUJA8/s72-c/DSC_0618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-9221220514253792503</id><published>2009-01-04T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:15:19.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWDSUyAWQTI/AAAAAAAAALc/IL8V7FjOaNs/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287457216995410226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWDSUyAWQTI/AAAAAAAAALc/IL8V7FjOaNs/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-9221220514253792503?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9221220514253792503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=9221220514253792503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/9221220514253792503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/9221220514253792503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinatown.html' title='Chinatown'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SWDSUyAWQTI/AAAAAAAAALc/IL8V7FjOaNs/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-4240296333120606600</id><published>2009-01-01T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:16:17.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A precious photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SVzeDnUEAXI/AAAAAAAAALU/t3Em_lZZgao/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286344216300224882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SVzeDnUEAXI/AAAAAAAAALU/t3Em_lZZgao/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4240296333120606600?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4240296333120606600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4240296333120606600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4240296333120606600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4240296333120606600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2009/01/precious-photo.html' title='A precious photo'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SVzeDnUEAXI/AAAAAAAAALU/t3Em_lZZgao/s72-c/DSC_0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-6234185713225661344</id><published>2008-12-27T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:54:05.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's re-opening soon.</title><content type='html'>School is Re-Opening soon. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sucks totally man.&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;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Today's main motive ain't posting. It's a about changing my song on the site. The song you are probably hearing now is Great! Have you ever heard of such a great tune with all those background effets. I am a great fan of Kitaro now. The greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is re-opening soon....&lt;br /&gt;Fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6234185713225661344?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6234185713225661344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6234185713225661344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6234185713225661344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6234185713225661344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-re-opening-soon.html' title='It&apos;s re-opening soon.'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8124677051746196606</id><published>2008-11-24T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:14:38.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209877411486226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm8zxq2hI/AAAAAAAAALM/pWZCqQLDZtw/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm76VNhqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/jlIamOesz4g/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209861991302818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm76VNhqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/jlIamOesz4g/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmMcm5q1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/H49ATWLLocE/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209046558583634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmMcm5q1I/AAAAAAAAAK0/H49ATWLLocE/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmLwimtwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uAuuf5eNsd8/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209034729404162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmLwimtwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uAuuf5eNsd8/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmLgSebCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rTJOi0t5hXc/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209030366784546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmLgSebCI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rTJOi0t5hXc/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" 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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmLbPGMEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/E1n4GPyJDPw/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209029010436162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmLbPGMEI/AAAAAAAAAKc/E1n4GPyJDPw/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" 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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmK7ZvXiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_vjFmp3N4RY/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209020465143330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqmK7ZvXiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_vjFmp3N4RY/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm8jHJo-I/AAAAAAAAALE/i3gf-dZmvqc/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272209872938181602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm8jHJo-I/AAAAAAAAALE/i3gf-dZmvqc/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm8jHJo-I/AAAAAAAAALE/i3gf-dZmvqc/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how cute they are. Young little children. Be reminded that I was once as cute as them. No. CUTER than them. Those sweet memories of me running around in nothing more than just a underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Life is still great now when I have grown much CUTER and HANDSOMER. It's nothing much actually. Survey shows that in every 1000 men, there will be one or two that will be exceptionally pleasant looking. I just happen to be in that 0.1% or 0.2%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Enough of that. Just joking. I ain't so thick skin. Thick Skinners sucks. Darn them. It's them who make us Thin Skinners feel uneasy. I will never be one of them. I'll shave excess skin away when they get too thick. Worry not. The owner of this blog will always be a Thin skinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8124677051746196606?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8124677051746196606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8124677051746196606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8124677051746196606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8124677051746196606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/11/look-at-how-cute-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSqm8zxq2hI/AAAAAAAAALM/pWZCqQLDZtw/s72-c/DSC_0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-1001804609555938167</id><published>2008-11-20T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:48:24.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSVqFXKOBzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nPGH9fxljzU/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270735579255801650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSVqFXKOBzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nPGH9fxljzU/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The class chalet is over. However, I feel that it was not as fun as last years'. Kinda disappointing. But friendships has been created and strenghten over this chalet and we too also saw some people's true colours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all so lame. Crap. Getting all so emotional. HaHa. I found out that I ate quite a lot of raw stuff during barbeque. Especially that chicken wing with blood still in it. 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Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1001804609555938167?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1001804609555938167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1001804609555938167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1001804609555938167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1001804609555938167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/11/class-chalet.html' title='Class Chalet'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SSVqFXKOBzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nPGH9fxljzU/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-7251992240910089608</id><published>2008-11-13T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:27:13.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My D60</title><content type='html'>Ha Ha. Finally i got my Nikon D60 at whopping cheap price of only $1300 with two lense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means there are gonna be some crap photos in my blog from now on. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to know that I got into 3e3 yesterday. Haha. My dreams class. And class chalet's next week. Hope it turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOhDI2g2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Sn1kITuKgik/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268101625057543010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOhDI2g2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Sn1kITuKgik/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOg4-jR9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z7tXXcoitH4/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268101622329984978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOg4-jR9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Z7tXXcoitH4/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOgc2fo3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X54CnDRqSeA/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268101614779999090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOgc2fo3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X54CnDRqSeA/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOgIlsavI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2yBpYskkkkI/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268101609340824306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOgIlsavI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2yBpYskkkkI/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOfzXmTYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/iH1UWY256og/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268101603644558722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOfzXmTYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/iH1UWY256og/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwNa7nM_-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/M6Z8OC3sEEk/s1600-h/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268100420446519266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwNa7nM_-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/M6Z8OC3sEEk/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwNZdV4jQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YOB0pV3e7P4/s1600-h/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268100395140943106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwNZdV4jQI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YOB0pV3e7P4/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-7251992240910089608?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7251992240910089608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=7251992240910089608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7251992240910089608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/7251992240910089608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-d60.html' title='My D60'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRwOhDI2g2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Sn1kITuKgik/s72-c/DSC_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-6558306936443499771</id><published>2008-11-07T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:06:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>digi cabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRRLVlc5axI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ftx2grTPTM/s1600-h/SANY0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265916698505603858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRRLVlc5axI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ftx2grTPTM/s320/SANY0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, back for a new post. Just recovered from my very high fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just bought a new Digi-Cabi dry box/cabinet from Carrefour yesterday, preparing for my new Nikon D60 DSLR camera. I can't wait. For the dry cabi, managed to get a cheap deal. Double layer for only $118. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, have to spend another thousand plus dollars for the Nikon D60. It's a hefty sum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, there will be a class chalet. Didn't expect it as our class didn't win the $500. Thanks to Wan Rong for organising it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm...nothing much to post now. Maybe more pictures posts when I get my camera. Till then, see ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6558306936443499771?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6558306936443499771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6558306936443499771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6558306936443499771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6558306936443499771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/11/digi-cabi.html' title='digi cabi'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SRRLVlc5axI/AAAAAAAAAI0/2ftx2grTPTM/s72-c/SANY0712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-473576843032268600</id><published>2008-10-19T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:26:58.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week</title><content type='html'>It's a week till the holidays. It's pretty fast isn't it? Gonna wear long pants soon. Not sure if it's a advantage or the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from Malaysia recently. The trip kinda suck though. Was stuck at the customs for an hour and fifteen minutes. Darn those customs officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tagboard. It's still empty. That's no what I am appealing for. I want my tagboard to be flooded. And yes, with the next post, I will post some photos of the Malaysia trip. Till then, see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-473576843032268600?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/473576843032268600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=473576843032268600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/473576843032268600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/473576843032268600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/10/week.html' title='A Week'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-1524988427741716727</id><published>2008-10-16T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:12:35.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posted</title><content type='html'>Cleared up the mess on my blog. Change the previous template and decided to use a default one. Added a new song and yes, I like the song. One of my oldies collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be leaving for Malaysia in about an hour's time. Thinking about the customs makes me feel like staying at home instead. So troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over. That calls for celbration. Got fairly well marks but too bad my CA's pulled me down which makes my 2nd combi marks quite lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys seen the commercial on TV about the London Choco Roll? The song on the advertisment makes my hair stand. The lyrics, the tune, the tone. It's so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jeremy, our class got to watch a video on pictures from last year till now. Memories. It's pretty sad that all of us will be seprated very soon by the cruel streaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more posts will be coming up after i return from Malaysia. See ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yes...haha. I do miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-1524988427741716727?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1524988427741716727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=1524988427741716727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1524988427741716727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/1524988427741716727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/10/posted.html' title='posted'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5941176923795963321</id><published>2008-09-24T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:27:17.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOBCjRGPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ryZxMRHfo-Y/s1600-h/SANY0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249594095425362162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOBCjRGPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ryZxMRHfo-Y/s320/SANY0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOBsLtxdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a8cVZMQdrAY/s1600-h/SANY0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249594106600867282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOBsLtxdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a8cVZMQdrAY/s320/SANY0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOB5FTzOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1Uwaz5ILLH8/s1600-h/SANY0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249594110063660258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOB5FTzOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1Uwaz5ILLH8/s320/SANY0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOCEoSAiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0hM_9ZChNM8/s1600-h/SANY0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249594113163133474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOCEoSAiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0hM_9ZChNM8/s320/SANY0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOCmm0XuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PvdS0qbkDUw/s1600-h/SANY0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249594122283802338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOCmm0XuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PvdS0qbkDUw/s320/SANY0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNGD-R87I/AAAAAAAAAGM/XpaLkH867Pc/s1600-h/SANY0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249593082194817970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNGD-R87I/AAAAAAAAAGM/XpaLkH867Pc/s320/SANY0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNGuRRofI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RKBRYFU6oLU/s1600-h/SANY0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249593093548777970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNGuRRofI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RKBRYFU6oLU/s320/SANY0475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNHJzznnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ay6SJ0fGNFk/s1600-h/SANY0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249593100941368946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNHJzznnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ay6SJ0fGNFk/s320/SANY0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNHg6zYJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ueeomxw0j_I/s1600-h/SANY0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249593107144728722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNHg6zYJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ueeomxw0j_I/s320/SANY0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNIIxyU-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/_h94Dn8-iXI/s1600-h/SANY0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249593117844329442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpNIIxyU-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/_h94Dn8-iXI/s320/SANY0480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLh-W6--I/AAAAAAAAAFk/EkwxWBpn5mM/s1600-h/SANY0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249591362700639202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLh-W6--I/AAAAAAAAAFk/EkwxWBpn5mM/s320/SANY0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLiU3t4_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/bSKvXCM_yUY/s1600-h/SANY0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249591368743773170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLiU3t4_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/bSKvXCM_yUY/s320/SANY0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLi8RvhmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZrK7rfINd58/s1600-h/SANY0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249591379321914978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLi8RvhmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZrK7rfINd58/s320/SANY0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLjP-bQNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Yi9ZZsxRdAI/s1600-h/SANY0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249591384609603794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLjP-bQNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Yi9ZZsxRdAI/s320/SANY0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLjasEgLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jG6DYZ3ncRk/s1600-h/SANY0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249591387485405362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpLjasEgLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jG6DYZ3ncRk/s320/SANY0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJwcOl2PI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Xx2-5MVALQ/s1600-h/SANY0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589412213676274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJwcOl2PI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2Xx2-5MVALQ/s320/SANY0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJwrJ1_tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aKLQskPPKso/s1600-h/SANY0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589416220294866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJwrJ1_tI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aKLQskPPKso/s320/SANY0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJxEQbygI/AAAAAAAAAFM/y0bTCtp-tPc/s1600-h/SANY0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589422958823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJxEQbygI/AAAAAAAAAFM/y0bTCtp-tPc/s320/SANY0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJxfCrlYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5T2opc8fWV4/s1600-h/SANY0465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589430148896130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJxfCrlYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5T2opc8fWV4/s320/SANY0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My super hot auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJx840LtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xQyVAVWy_1Y/s1600-h/SANY0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589438160580306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpJx840LtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xQyVAVWy_1Y/s320/SANY0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpIBcl-7OI/AAAAAAAAAEk/do-uc_MQ5c4/s1600-h/SANY0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587505346309346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpIBcl-7OI/AAAAAAAAAEk/do-uc_MQ5c4/s320/SANY0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpIB5R41lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HfpizOXtDew/s1600-h/SANY0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587513046652498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpIB5R41lI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HfpizOXtDew/s320/SANY0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; banana trees-creepy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpICUtGjSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/w-26m5pJGwI/s1600-h/SANY0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587520408554786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpICUtGjSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/w-26m5pJGwI/s320/SANY0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos on next post. Maybe in a year or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5941176923795963321?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5941176923795963321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5941176923795963321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5941176923795963321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5941176923795963321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-blogging.html' title='back to blogging'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qv2q5dV7HX8/SNpOBCjRGPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ryZxMRHfo-Y/s72-c/SANY0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451029661522310163.post-4267939056850394014</id><published>2008-06-22T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:16:57.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh...fuck that shit</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i blog eh? Tell me you guys miss my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming to an end. Actually it ends today. Just saw my timetable on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iconnexion&lt;/span&gt;. Glad to have Mr Kelvin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Koh&lt;/span&gt; as our geography teacher again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , my main focus in this blog post will be on "school".&lt;br /&gt;School may be one of the worst nightmares for some children , some may feel that being in school is next to paradise. Able to make friends , have fun with them and everything else you can think of. I feel that school isn't school without friends. Don't laugh. I know it sounds stupid or even lame but think. Think deeply. Yes. That's right. Think deeper. No. Wrong. Much more deeper. Yes. Somewhere there. Yes , close. There! You've got it. You thought deeper than my anus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. School isn't school without friends.Don't laugh. I know it sounds stupid or even lame but think. Think deeply. Yes. That's right. Think deeper. No. Wrong. Much more deeper. Yes. Somewhere there. Yes , close. There! You've got it. You thought deeper than my anus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HaHaHa&lt;/span&gt;. Stupid asshole. You read the same thing twice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HaHaHaHaHaHa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the "school". The main topic or gossip till date is still "Hey! Mary likes Abdul. I tell you but you don't tell out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?" Within the next minute , that guy that just knew the news would tell the exact same thing to a third guy. Within 30 minutes. The whole class knows. By the next day , the whole level knows. By the next week. All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kaypohs&lt;/span&gt; in the school will know.&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Don't think i saying you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! Admit it. Who not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; at this point of time.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;C'mom&lt;/span&gt;. Live the Singaporean spirit! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; number 1 , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; very fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; here , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kaypoh&lt;/span&gt; everywhere. If this was to be a national message and a national goal. Within the next six months , Singapore would really be a "Educational HUB". Very "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Tok&lt;/span&gt; Gong" one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I keep getting off topic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;? Must be you. Who say you can read my blog. You want to die is it.  You better tag. If not I make sure the next time you switch on your comp , your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; explorer or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;firefox&lt;/span&gt; or whatever water hyena cannot run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got nothing to say about school already. This topic i guess also nobody want to read la. All the bad words to school baby. And yes , school is the ideal place place to learn bad words.&lt;br /&gt;Parents , worry not. Bad words have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of variations. Got grammar , noun , vocabulary , verb and many more. People make it a type of language nowadays. It's a type of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sophistication&lt;/span&gt;. Let me teach you guys something. Just add a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;sibei&lt;/span&gt;" to all you verbs. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;sibei&lt;/span&gt;" is by far the most universal adverbs i have ever come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4267939056850394014?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4267939056850394014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4267939056850394014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4267939056850394014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4267939056850394014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/06/ohfuck-that-shit.html' title='oh...fuck that shit'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-5434310668289137265</id><published>2008-05-02T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:58:17.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot</title><content type='html'>This fucking hot weather is still going on. My dad says it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; last till late July. Lots of unpleasant things happened this week. Insults and personal attacks towards public servants. Racist towards teacher. Being disrespectful to teachers were things that were complained by a teacher of ours. Crap. Landed a fellow classmate in trouble. I shan't mention names here but my heart goes out to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a racist statement. If you feel crappy or uneasy because you are sick , let it out in some other means. Please. Don't land an innocent in trouble. Yes I admit he did make an awful statement. I admit I myself did too. But it wasn't a racist one. And if there was any faults , settle it yourself. Why call a 3rd party to settle the matter. So what if the 3rd party is in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt; committee in the school. Settle your own problems YOURSELF. Even if he was racist , it was towards you. Not the 3rd party. We made jokes to make the class more lively. I heard complains that your classes are boring. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; the subject you teach is partly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;responsible&lt;/span&gt;. But hey , its only PARTLY responsible. I feel that majority of the problems lie with you. Yes , you did complain that people were sleeping during your class. Would they sleep if your class were interesting. I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all yet. Students from another class of yours told me that your lessons were boring too. There's only 1 thing i want you to know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that incident-You are the teacher I am most disappointed with and I very well know , I may the student you are most disappointed with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-5434310668289137265?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5434310668289137265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=5434310668289137265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5434310668289137265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/5434310668289137265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot.html' title='hot'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-813172116921482770</id><published>2008-04-28T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:22:00.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a week after</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since my last post. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; been sick till now which is about more than a week. Goddamn this idiotic flu and cough. I seem to be coughing my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post , I mentioned about having the free time after school to maybe revise and hang out. I wan dead wrong. Although i have my free time after school , there is still one main factor that could eat up that period of time which is homework. Homework has not been a real threat to my free time till this recent days. Teachers of almost all subjects have been giving endless amount of homework. Mock exam paper's , revision work , extra lessons. If a teacher happens to read this post , I would like you to know that WE, as students , CANNOT absorb so much knowledge into our brain within such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a short short post as I still have loads of homework to complete. So , to all pitiful homework-bounded souls out there , it will soon be over. When the exams are over , there comes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; holidays where you can freaking spend all your time doing whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and yes , FUCK homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-813172116921482770?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/813172116921482770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=813172116921482770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/813172116921482770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/813172116921482770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/04/week-after.html' title='a week after'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3503035214292621229</id><published>2008-04-21T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:59:26.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warming up</title><content type='html'>Didn't went to school today. Terribly sick at home. The weather is getting warmer and warmer. I really cant stand the heat anymore. I tend to sweat almost every minute , even after my bathes.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get rid of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excessive&lt;/span&gt; fats in my body. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Probably&lt;/span&gt; that may cool me down a little. Maybe at the very least twice a week in the gym may get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had been a very busy place for me lately. Due to both my upcoming competitions and performance for both student council and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt;. School seems to be an 10 hours period for me now. My average time for going home from school is about 5-6 p.m. everyday. Really busy. Well now finally , thanks to the exams , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; stands down , student council activities gonna stop till after exams. I finally can have a nice afternoon to revise on my work and hang out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can't really seem to make this a long post. Sitting down here typing make my laptop generate heat which is something i can't stand now. So enjoy the new song and have a nice week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3503035214292621229?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3503035214292621229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3503035214292621229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3503035214292621229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3503035214292621229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/04/warming-up.html' title='warming up'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6489594660208529862</id><published>2008-03-24T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:21:01.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Yes. Updated my blog. Changed the song too. Yes , I know. Now you may be thinking in your heart that I am outdated , the song is old. Why am I still having this song playing while you guys are reading my beautiful words of life. There is a great diversity of songs , but good songs , not much maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Death Note&lt;/span&gt; fans. Does this song ring a bell? It's the song from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Death Note&lt;/span&gt; 1 if you are still wondering where you've heard it before. Maybe while you are in the toilet doing your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to feel the stress now. Mid-years are around the corner. Time to give it all for the exams. Mrs OH spoke about giving your best today. I agree the part where she said students in sports &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; best whenever there is a competition. Of course , who wouldn't want to win? But I personally feel that's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; though. Trainings too! You also have to give your best during trainings. But it's hard. I know it is. There isn't this stress to make you give your best during trainings. Even if you have the mindset to give your best. It's still very hard to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again , I am not speaking blindly. When training for my 2.4 km during P.E. I always find excuses to walk and jog slowly. I know i must train to improve but I just can't. There isn't this stress. But what , school's annual 4.5 km cross country. I didn't walk. Actual 2.4km , I didn't walk too! So stress is good but not too much. Due to the Mid-year , it sparked me to study hard , concentrate on lessons and do my work neatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this types of posts are boring , but I hope it acts as a motivation for you guys to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly , enjoy this song.&lt;br /&gt;Dani &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;-Red Hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Chili&lt;/span&gt; Peppers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6489594660208529862?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6489594660208529862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6489594660208529862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6489594660208529862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6489594660208529862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-349307803788900450</id><published>2008-03-05T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:02:47.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oops&lt;/span&gt;...didn't even realise that I didn't post yesterday. Seriously , my memory is failing me.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to forget even the most common things. Like there is art on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; and assembly on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;. Imagine what would happen in like ten years time. Can't even remember which key is for which lock! Oh no...that sounds scary. Now lets get away from that horrid idea.&lt;br /&gt;Today had assembly. There was this talk and video about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt; wellness. It was quite enriching though and the video was nice , for me at least. The video almost exactly depicts the lifestyle of those gaming addicts and at times , it was funny. Truly enough , I appreciate movies made in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; rather than those from other countries except if they are really nice. As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; made movies really shows you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Singaporeans&lt;/span&gt; act. Take 881 for an example. The 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;getai&lt;/span&gt;' was the main idea. Foreign shows would not have anything like that. So , watching a local movie will let you have that home feel. The feeling like it is somehow closer to you which makes you understand and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; the movie more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One really good example is Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt; and his team. The J team. From his 8 o'clock variety show to his movies on the big screen. Singaporeans love it. Because there is a certain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;originality&lt;/span&gt; and it is local. Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt; understand what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Singaporeans&lt;/span&gt; like. That's why almost all his show is such a great success in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. I think it's the same for the other countries. They can't seem to really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; the shows in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. One example is 881 , again. It was nominated for a award. i think it's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Emmy&lt;/span&gt; awards or oscar...Sorry...I don't remember. But it was a foreign award ceremony. I believe , if it was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; , it had a chance of winning. A high chance. But in foreign countries , we can't. They don't even know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; culture. Not even the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month of the lunar calendar. So how could they possibly know about '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;getai&lt;/span&gt;' , the main point of the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; need to start filming and producing some films like 'SAW' , 'Epic Movie' or at least something that the most parts of the world appreciate. But seriously , i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Singapore's&lt;/span&gt; creativity is quite limited. I am not speaking blindly. Judging from the drama on TV and local movies...it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; those few same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;story lines&lt;/span&gt;. And local horror/ghost movies suck. Take the movie 'Men In White' for example. It was a total letdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; filming movies like 'SAW' in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. It's impossible. The laws are too strict in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. For those people that watched 'Ah Long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;PTE&lt;/span&gt; LTD'. I hope you noticed that it was shot in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;. Reason being is that it was too violent. I don't know if it is true but that was what I heard. Come on Government. A rated PG show can't even be filmed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. How can we make it big in the entertainment industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strict laws everywhere in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;. Spitting or littering can result in a fine of at least $500 or $1000. But now what. Crazy mind on the loose. Mas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;selamat&lt;/span&gt; bin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;kastari&lt;/span&gt; or whatever the name is is now on the loose , putting all our lives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;jeopardy&lt;/span&gt;. And today's morning speech by Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt; was truly interesting and meaningful. It takes a great mind to prepare such a speech and to be read out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of at least 1000++ students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things and bad things happened today. Don't wish to elaborate on the bad things. Just forgive and forget. And yes , i don't understand why but time seems to be passing very slowly. Or maybe its just me. My usual energy level for a whole day last time seems to be only enough for maybe , just half a day now. Am I getting weaker or is the weather that makes me wanna sleep. Now , I can't even seem to bring myself to complete just some simple assignments. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;iconnexion&lt;/span&gt; is hard. I don't seem to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great accomplishment. I think this was my longest post ever. Yes it is and I am talking like a critic. Damn it. I don't know what has gotten into me today.Maybe I was sub-possessed by Steven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Spielberg&lt;/span&gt; or Stephen King. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt;...starting to get lame and stupid. Hope you guys enjoyed this post. See You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-349307803788900450?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/349307803788900450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=349307803788900450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/349307803788900450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/349307803788900450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/slack.html' title='slack'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-3933881261303156808</id><published>2008-03-03T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:15:37.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>Today , was quite an exciting school day for me. Today I hap&lt;br /&gt;P.E. and I forgot to bring my school uniform along. Usually , that means recovery room or most people might know as detention. Thanks to those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-observant teachers , I managed to get away this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school , my initial plan was to slack with my classmates but later found out that there was an unexpected guest i didn't like. So i went walking around the neighbourhood , till i saw my class chairperson. We chatted and called my classmate , Pris over. We talked about stead , friends and lots of other things. At least that wasn't as boring as walking alone in the neighbourhood. After that saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;qili&lt;/span&gt;. She wanted to go jogging. Just something for you if you happen to read this post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;qili&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pls&lt;/span&gt; be reminded that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; your fault at all. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; they made themselves. It had totally nothing to do with you. It was just a harsh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that nothing much happened...went home ate , bathe and blogged.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. See you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-3933881261303156808?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3933881261303156808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=3933881261303156808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3933881261303156808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/3933881261303156808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4707142305902791975</id><published>2008-03-02T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:55:59.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumary</title><content type='html'>I am seriously pissed off. Fucking nowhere to go on a Sunday. Seriously...for once...I rather be in school right now. Enjoying the fun i might have with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should just summarize up the whole damn week. This was a real long week. Didn't know why but time this week sure passed very slowly. Maybe it was because of the immeasurable amount of homework and maybe also , well , you know. The stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially maths. Yes. i would love to comment about Maths. It's the point of time where we learn something new. Yes. totally new things And after that , you get a whole lot of homework. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;some more&lt;/span&gt; , its algebra. I would fuck algebra right in the ass and let it get kicked by a donkey right by its nose. FUCK YOU ALGEBRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that is LIT. Our class would be exceptionally quiet during literature periods. The teacher is scary. Offend her and you will be exactly like a crisp. Flattened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best lessons would always be Mother Tongue. An ultimate slacking session for all of us , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;. And yes. I like her hair. They are always go springy. All the way to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Peh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly , I no longer think the class was as united as before. People have changed. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope you know who you are , and please. Try to change for the better. Don't be such an asshole. Don't be such an attention seeker. Please. I beg you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4707142305902791975?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4707142305902791975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4707142305902791975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4707142305902791975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4707142305902791975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/sumary.html' title='sumary'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-4124059835598561438</id><published>2008-03-01T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:27:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cross-country</title><content type='html'>Cross-country today. I was seriously wasted after running the hectic 4.5 kilometres. But overall , I was quite satisfied as i did not stop throughout the whole course. I jogged all they way. I must say that it was a real test of endurance. A test on your mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that , got notified that the girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;campcraft&lt;/span&gt; competition was postponed as it was raining. I had the rest of the day to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say though. Think I should end here. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-4124059835598561438?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4124059835598561438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=4124059835598561438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4124059835598561438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/4124059835598561438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/cross-country.html' title='cross-country'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-2834122301145904639</id><published>2008-02-28T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:20:56.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I THINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt; i am finally back to posting.Yes , the first factor for not posting is my everlasting laziness. I j&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ust&lt;/span&gt; can't seem to type my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;username&lt;/span&gt; and password into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;login&lt;/span&gt; column.&lt;br /&gt;Second factor is all those mind blowing homework , coming just like how handsome I am. More and more.&lt;br /&gt;Third factor is my retarded four year old occasional lag laptop. I guess I have to get a new one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now , firstly , i would like to dedicate this paragraph to my dear sec 2 camp. I must say it was one of the worst camps i have ever attended.&lt;br /&gt;The trainers lecture us about our despicably , miserably lazy and largely noticeable lifeless attitude. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt; they should reflect on their very own attitude first. The surroundings suck , the trainers suck , the people suck , the smell on the last day suck. In general , it just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its a little too late to post about the camp but now is the time where my factors of not posting are not affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots more to say but the laziness is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I think i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; should stop here for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully , I will post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; i will post about the rest. If not , i don't know how long will be the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-2834122301145904639?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2834122301145904639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=2834122301145904639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2834122301145904639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/2834122301145904639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think.html' title='I THINK'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-6860749493764560342</id><published>2008-01-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:36:14.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why aren't your legs 90 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;degrees&lt;/span&gt;. SISSY IS IT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey let me tell you something if you happen to read my blog asshole.&lt;br /&gt;SISSY is not a word of motivation idiot. It is a word of insult.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to use it then don't use it!&lt;br /&gt;You were an ex-jun yuan.&lt;br /&gt;don't they teach ENGLISH idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what.&lt;br /&gt;It is a disgrace to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; to have a senior that call us sissies.&lt;br /&gt;So i suggest you just stay at home or at your NS camp and don't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO OFFENCE. JUST WANTED TO RELIEVE MYSELF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-6860749493764560342?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6860749493764560342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=6860749493764560342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6860749493764560342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/6860749493764560342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-arent-your-legs-90-degrees.html' title=''/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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-6451029661522310163.post-8001095464541853997</id><published>2008-01-12T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:35:29.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clothes</title><content type='html'>Didn't post yesterday as I was too tired after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt; training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ,went for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NPCC&lt;/span&gt; training AGAIN and came back home at around 2p.m. Then had a quick bath and went to play pool with my friends at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SAFRA&lt;/span&gt;. On my way there saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Muru&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; Ting and some unknown people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night went out shopping for clothes. Spent around $150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a short post. It sure is.&lt;br /&gt;You know why?&lt;br /&gt;Cos my life is boring.&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to be bored.&lt;br /&gt;I like coleslaw.&lt;br /&gt;I like salad.&lt;br /&gt;But i don't like vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;And you are supposed to laugh now.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people that laugh.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA. I am laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like handsome people.&lt;br /&gt;I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;They always get the best girls.&lt;br /&gt;But i am handsome.&lt;br /&gt;You should also laugh now.&lt;br /&gt;It was meant to be a joke.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate people that laugh.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA. I am laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;But i just repeated.&lt;br /&gt;You are also supposed to laugh here.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to laugh.I hate people that laugh.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;I am laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;I just repeated myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;But I love the person that typed this.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a guy called myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually ,I don't like to type.&lt;br /&gt;That's why i am writing now.&lt;br /&gt;Typing is so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;You have to mind the CAPS LOCK.&lt;br /&gt;The SHIFT and so on and so for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually ,it was a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to write either.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I am drawing now.&lt;br /&gt;Its better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I hate good byes.&lt;br /&gt;Cos that's the time i need to say good bye.&lt;br /&gt;So good bye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451029661522310163-8001095464541853997?l=inmaturekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8001095464541853997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451029661522310163&amp;postID=8001095464541853997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8001095464541853997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451029661522310163/posts/default/8001095464541853997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inmaturekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/clothes.html' title='clothes'/><author><name>Not-the-Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02530766296683443035</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>
