<?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-32388891</id><updated>2011-12-01T18:30:02.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Hunter...........™</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32388891.post-7874920964453336763</id><published>2009-06-02T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:53:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Carnival By Norihiro Tsuru</title><content type='html'>Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; I attend a concert at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vjc&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;there was this song that was played that&lt;br /&gt;captivated me. Last Carnival By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Norihiro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tsuru&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sad song featuring a group of clowns,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;getting outcast by people just because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that people could not accept them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the clowns was being chase away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they perform for the people once more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;perfomance&lt;/span&gt;, the last carnival.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As they were performing,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they knew that after that carnival,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of them will be going different way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;however they try to be happy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and enjoy their last carnival together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after that, all was left is fading memories....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright beside that, let's go back to my life.&lt;br /&gt;Life is S-U-C-K-Y.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FULLSTOP&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;It's Because,&lt;br /&gt;a) I hate my class.&lt;br /&gt;b) I hate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HoD&lt;/span&gt; of my school.&lt;br /&gt;c) I hate my form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;d) I Suck At Volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;e) I Do Not Have Any Friend&lt;br /&gt;     In My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;. , They Don't&lt;br /&gt;     Understand Me Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;f)  My Old Cliques Are All&lt;br /&gt;     In Poly.&lt;br /&gt;g) I Getting Back My Childhood&lt;br /&gt;     Nightmares Again&lt;br /&gt;h) I Am Still Living On Fake&lt;br /&gt;     Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i)  I Think I Fail My General Paper.&lt;br /&gt;j)  I Lost Track Of My Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;k) I Can't Help My Friends.&lt;br /&gt;l)  I Can't Seem To Do Anything Right.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I Suck, So Life Suck Simple As That.&lt;br /&gt;So You People Out There. STUDY HARD.&lt;br /&gt;NURTURE YOUR TALENT.&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU WILL NOT BE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUS YOUR LIFE WILL NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SUCKY&lt;/span&gt; TOO.&lt;br /&gt;And Lastly A Sad Fact I Want Admit.&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sympathizers&lt;/span&gt; To Be My Friend.&lt;br /&gt;If You Are My Friend Because You Pity Me.&lt;br /&gt;Fours Words For You.&lt;br /&gt;No Thanks, Get Lost.&lt;br /&gt;For People Who Think You Are Great,&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful, Perfect, A Nature-born Leader.&lt;br /&gt;Well Guess What, You In For Some Real&lt;br /&gt;Shit, Yea, All The Gangs Stuff, Woooo,&lt;br /&gt;Scary, Come On Man, Even If Your&lt;br /&gt;Brother Is The President Of The US,&lt;br /&gt;You Overstep The Line,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I can only wish good luck to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for I know pretty well, I have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a sinister side, once you awake it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death May Not Be Surprising.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Once Again, Good Luck To&lt;br /&gt;Those Who Provoke Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-7874920964453336763?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/7874920964453336763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=7874920964453336763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/7874920964453336763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/7874920964453336763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-carnival-by-norihiro-tsuru.html' title='Last Carnival By Norihiro Tsuru'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-7204107723230488292</id><published>2009-04-23T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:47:19.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Seriously Don't Care.</title><content type='html'>When Things Start To Hit The Bottom,&lt;br /&gt;They Usually Bounce Up Again.&lt;br /&gt;But What If, There Is No Bottom?&lt;br /&gt;So It Just Keep Falling And Falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Born Alone, Lived Alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suffered Alone, Die Alone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This phase which i read it somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;has always cling on to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It has a significant logic that somehow&lt;br /&gt;hurt me and make me felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only When The Grave Are Dug,&lt;br /&gt;And The Coffin Is Buried,&lt;br /&gt;Then Only Mistakes Are Realized~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How many times did I broke our promises?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I make her cry?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I Disappointed her?&lt;br /&gt;Where is she now?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I treasured her concern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bliss Or Abyss?&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;&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/32388891-7204107723230488292?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/7204107723230488292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=7204107723230488292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/7204107723230488292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/7204107723230488292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-seriously-dont-care.html' title='I Seriously Don&apos;t Care.'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-4346341994562566797</id><published>2009-03-30T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:20:23.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Suffer Alone God. Not Them...</title><content type='html'>In My Whole Life.&lt;br /&gt;Fate Took Every Reasons To Live Away From Me.&lt;br /&gt;Fate Took The One I Love So Much.&lt;br /&gt;The One Who Did So Much For Me Yet Suffered.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Fate Thrown Me To Peirce Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;A Place Full Of Betrayals And Fake Smile.&lt;br /&gt;Is It Because Of Retribution That I Disbanded&lt;br /&gt;A Gang For A Girl?&lt;br /&gt;Or Is It Because Fate Find It Funny?&lt;br /&gt;Peirce Secondary Has Many People In Need Of Help.&lt;br /&gt;I Offered To Help.&lt;br /&gt;Patch People Who Fought Up.&lt;br /&gt;Listen To Their Sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;Help Them Do Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But In The End, What Did I Get In Return?&lt;br /&gt;Attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;Betrayals.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;Sabotages.&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbing.&lt;br /&gt;Badmouthed.&lt;br /&gt;Framed.&lt;br /&gt;What Did I Do?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Just Sit In Canteen And Listen.&lt;br /&gt;Listen To People Sharing Information.&lt;br /&gt;So That It's Possible To Use This To Help Others.&lt;br /&gt;But No One Cares Really.&lt;br /&gt;Like As If They Care When Their Ass Is Not On Fire.&lt;br /&gt;They Think That I Am Okay When I Smile.&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Even Know Whether I Am Really Smiling.&lt;br /&gt;They Complained And Compared Their Injuries To Mine.&lt;br /&gt;Do I Need To Dig Out My Heart To Tell You I Am Sick?&lt;br /&gt;Cardio-Deterioration.&lt;br /&gt;Like Fuck Why I Had It?&lt;br /&gt;They Isolate Me Because I Am A Half Korean.&lt;br /&gt;Well I Guess Koreans Will Isolate Me For Being Half SG.&lt;br /&gt;They Broke Down And Scream Fuck You At Me.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever They Got Ditch,Dumped,Ignored.&lt;br /&gt;Like As If I Was The One Doing It.&lt;br /&gt;At Least The One You Like Or Love Is Alive.&lt;br /&gt;Where's Mine?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere Up There? Or Down there?&lt;br /&gt;Or There Is No Such Thing As Afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;They Live On Their Life Without Feeling Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;I Felt Guilty For Those People Who Died,&lt;br /&gt;Who Played With The Tarot Cards,&lt;br /&gt;Which My Cursed Hand Draw The Death Card.&lt;br /&gt;Why Am I Still Alive?&lt;br /&gt;Fine I Attempt Suicide Before.&lt;br /&gt;Trying To Finnish The Whole Tab Of Medication.&lt;br /&gt;Which Was Used To Roughly Stabilize My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;Running Non Stop In The Rain Screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Crying Every Night, Pretending Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Just To Make Sure No One Got Worried.&lt;br /&gt;So In The End.&lt;br /&gt;Fate Find It Amusing.&lt;br /&gt;And I Bet Fate Has More To Torture Me.&lt;br /&gt;Before Ending My Life.&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;I Will Never Give Up.&lt;br /&gt;For The Girl I Love Before,&lt;br /&gt;Who Taught Me How To Live,&lt;br /&gt;Who Would Comfort Me When I Am Down.&lt;br /&gt;Who Would Cry For Me When I Did Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;My Life Is Worth Living For Her.&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;I Have No Life At All.&lt;br /&gt;This Is Her Life, Not Mine.&lt;br /&gt;I Have No Authority Over This.&lt;br /&gt;Til The Day I Finally Lie In The Coffin.&lt;br /&gt;I Will Just Brace On.&lt;br /&gt;Throw Me Any Fuck Nonsense You Have.&lt;br /&gt;I Will Never Surrender To You Fate.&lt;br /&gt;So Let's Move On,&lt;br /&gt;Whether I Like It Or Not.&lt;br /&gt;My Life Is For Helping Others,&lt;br /&gt;Even If It Take My Life.&lt;br /&gt;For She Did The Same Thing For Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XinLing,&lt;br /&gt;I Hated And Loved You,&lt;br /&gt;For What You Done.&lt;br /&gt;But I Will Never Forget,&lt;br /&gt;The Last Few Words,&lt;br /&gt;You Told Me.&lt;br /&gt;The Few Promises We Made.&lt;br /&gt;And Lastly, The Tears You Shed,&lt;br /&gt;For A Loser Like Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold On, As Soon As I Am Done,&lt;br /&gt;I Join You Where Ever You Are.&lt;br /&gt;Signed&lt;br /&gt;Lein Septerra~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-4346341994562566797?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/4346341994562566797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=4346341994562566797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4346341994562566797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4346341994562566797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-suffer-alone-god-not-them.html' title='Let Me Suffer Alone God. Not Them...'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-4268237181484376376</id><published>2009-03-07T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:00:17.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Push Up Per Minute Late</title><content type='html'>5 Push up per minute late, start counting at 8.30am sharp&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at 9.25am, so I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;55mins late&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;5 X 55 = &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;275 PUSH UPS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, before I can join the team in the hall for training,&lt;br /&gt;I was being punished by Miss Hong (VBall Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;for arriving school late, ChunFai was also late, same time&lt;br /&gt;reach school, but he got reasons, he need to sent someone&lt;br /&gt;off at the airport in the morning and he rushed back school.&lt;br /&gt;Poor ChunFai, 275push ups, plus training and homework,&lt;br /&gt;I bet he will be sleeping at his Alumni Gala dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that, I seriously need to train hard for  A&lt;br /&gt;Division next year, and of course study hard to get in SC.&lt;br /&gt;Went to WestMall eat Sakae Sushi with ChunFai, then took&lt;br /&gt;Mrt back to Amk(WHY IS IT RAINING?!!).&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home and immediately stone at computer.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz feeling so hungry and down now, don't know what&lt;br /&gt;shall i do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mortals Try So Hard To Stay Alive&lt;br /&gt;But Alas, Death Will Still Greet Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tarot Card No 14 ~ Death 死亡上帝&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-4268237181484376376?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/4268237181484376376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=4268237181484376376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4268237181484376376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4268237181484376376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-push-up-per-minute-late.html' title='5 Push Up Per Minute Late'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-6696489121417401950</id><published>2009-03-06T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:41:11.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M I! ACE! V For VolleyBall~</title><content type='html'>Yep Yep Another tiring week of school,&lt;br /&gt;and already broke one of my glasses ,&lt;br /&gt;V stands For VICTORY!&lt;br /&gt;So after all persistence and determination&lt;br /&gt;is what I needed to convince Mr Ting.&lt;br /&gt;So he agreed to help me change class,&lt;br /&gt;but under the condition that 09s4 does&lt;br /&gt;not get filled up to 30+ by advance students.&lt;br /&gt;DUN FAIL UR COMMON TEST PLS!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway It's was MI Sport Fiesta &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Peirce Cross Country today, so let me&lt;br /&gt;split this into two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Millennia Institute's Sports Fiesta 2009&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I apparently forgot about the sports&lt;br /&gt;fiesta event is today, so i brought all my notes&lt;br /&gt;and forgot to bring P.E attire.(Not going volley,&lt;br /&gt;needed to rush back to Peirce for CrossCountry)&lt;br /&gt;So betrayed my onyx house, I ran over to&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire house and sit beside my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;QiaoYing was there also, she is wearing this&lt;br /&gt;cheer leading outfit that look kinda funny,&lt;br /&gt;so i was listening to my psp songs til she kick me,&lt;br /&gt;(It hit my rib btw......) and asked me why I so emo.&lt;br /&gt;( Okay I was indeed emo-ing but I can't just say&lt;br /&gt;out loud that I was emo-ing) So i just smile and&lt;br /&gt;say my cousin here , so equals no emo haha.&lt;br /&gt;(Score Given By 6 Members Beside Me   )&lt;br /&gt;Cheer Leading Marks ( 0~6 per Judge)&lt;br /&gt;Garnet 31&lt;br /&gt;Sapphire 30&lt;br /&gt;Onyx 28&lt;br /&gt;Zircon 25&lt;br /&gt;Well it's seem there was a unpopular&lt;br /&gt;member in zircon that somehow pissed&lt;br /&gt;the judges off.(Well who cares?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway GOOD JOB QY WOO~&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, there only 2 events&lt;br /&gt;that caught my eye only, Bossa ball&lt;br /&gt;and track races, particularly sleeping&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;Today was also PeiShan's birthday,&lt;br /&gt;HBD PeiShan! Prepare a surprise for&lt;br /&gt;her, hope she like the present we all&lt;br /&gt;folk out for her.&lt;br /&gt;Well It's kinda late now, so i continue&lt;br /&gt;shall continue tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Peirce Secondary School Annual Cross Country&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine I know I was late, but hey at least I&lt;br /&gt;ran as well.Well I saw a lot of old friends&lt;br /&gt;came but did not run, haha my It Juniors is&lt;br /&gt;still the best people to see after graduation,&lt;br /&gt;have a little chat with Ms Hong (SecSch Teacher)&lt;br /&gt;and Desmond, apparently Ms Hong Is amused&lt;br /&gt;by my admission to MI and the course I took.&lt;br /&gt;Also met Huiyue, Shuting, Deirdre,&lt;br /&gt;SineYi, Esther, Hong Jie &amp;amp; Jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;(You Owe Me My Score Jonathan Grrrrr)&lt;br /&gt;Went Lan With Desmond and his juniors&lt;br /&gt;then met up with ChunFai and Prince J&lt;br /&gt;at ToaPayoh, eat dinner, chat about VBall&lt;br /&gt;and went home. Took same bus with&lt;br /&gt;Prince J and he attempted to lie to me that&lt;br /&gt;Ayumi Hamasaki was his girlfriend. . . .&lt;br /&gt;Well Tired Day eh? See 7/3/09  post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could You .......................&lt;br /&gt;Accept And Mend My Broken Heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-6696489121417401950?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/6696489121417401950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=6696489121417401950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/6696489121417401950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/6696489121417401950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/03/m-i-ace-v-for-volleyball.html' title='M I! ACE! V For VolleyBall~'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-5777199286367827168</id><published>2009-02-24T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:23:24.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Of Opportunities?</title><content type='html'>So the class banding is out,&lt;br /&gt;and yea i got into my S102 combination.&lt;br /&gt;And instead of getting to 09S4,&lt;br /&gt;the class with all my study partners,&lt;br /&gt;I got into 09S7. A Class full of too&lt;br /&gt;friendly people. They are sociable,&lt;br /&gt;but not idea classmates if you really&lt;br /&gt;want to study super hard.&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to appeal to the teacher&lt;br /&gt;-in-charge of class banding, Mr Ting.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote one A4 page full proposal.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks MsHong For This precious gift)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ting just give a brief explanation,&lt;br /&gt;and just dismissed my appeal.&lt;br /&gt;So defeated, I approached my form&lt;br /&gt;teacher, Mr Ang , he at least listen&lt;br /&gt;to my whole explanation, and suggest&lt;br /&gt;to me that he will try address it to&lt;br /&gt;the class. So chances of changing class?&lt;br /&gt;0.002%. Afterward I went to consult&lt;br /&gt;our PreU1 Head, Mr Jaron Pow,&lt;br /&gt;and he apologize and explained&lt;br /&gt;why we cannot change class.&lt;br /&gt;It was the fear of other people&lt;br /&gt;changing class as well, and give me&lt;br /&gt;this excuses that make freaking&lt;br /&gt;agitated and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;"The school is giving you&lt;br /&gt;opportunities to get use to&lt;br /&gt;environments that you are not&lt;br /&gt;use to it. So next time when you&lt;br /&gt;are working, you will get use to it."&lt;br /&gt;Like HELLO? I AM A STUDENT!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO STUDY? NOT WORK?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I work, i doubt i need to sit&lt;br /&gt;down and listen to a lecture everyday&lt;br /&gt;with colleagues disturbing me?&lt;br /&gt;My only hope lies with my form teacher,&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps our principal, Mr Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fate is Cruel, Unfair &amp;amp; Unpredictable. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-5777199286367827168?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/5777199286367827168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=5777199286367827168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/5777199286367827168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/5777199286367827168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-of-opportunities.html' title='School Of Opportunities?'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-3473315837881531246</id><published>2009-02-07T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:09:12.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperio 2009</title><content type='html'>Tiring Week I Should Say,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome To 2009! It's Quite Awhile&lt;br /&gt;Since I Last Posted, Pretty Busy&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Trying To Play Last&lt;br /&gt;Minutes Games Before School Reopen&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span class="vepal" onclick="doPal(gvepal['description'],'setIcon')"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="textmain_bold"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006cfa;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Millennia Institute, Yep That's Where&lt;br /&gt;I Was Posted To By Moe Jae Program.&lt;br /&gt;Quite A Good School, We Have Lots&lt;br /&gt;Of L1R5 &lt; 15 Students In Our School,&lt;br /&gt;Which Means Our School Is Gaining&lt;br /&gt;Popularity. Our School Is Considered&lt;br /&gt;As Moe Government School, Just That&lt;br /&gt;We Are A Special 3 Years Jc Courses.&lt;br /&gt;For Those People Who Keep Telling Me&lt;br /&gt;Millennia Sucks Or Something Like That,&lt;br /&gt;Millennia Institute Has A Quite A High&lt;br /&gt;Percentage Of Students Graduating To&lt;br /&gt;Local University, Around 20+% Pass&lt;br /&gt;Their A Levels And Proceed To&lt;br /&gt;Local University. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Millennia Institute Imperio 2009&lt;br /&gt;This Is Our Theme For Our&lt;br /&gt;Orientation For The PreU 1.&lt;br /&gt;Imperio Stands For Empire&lt;br /&gt;In Italian, And There Are 4&lt;br /&gt;Groups In This Orientation.&lt;br /&gt;Trojan,Roman, Athenian &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Macedonian. I Am In&lt;br /&gt;Macedonian Group 3.&lt;br /&gt;Quite A Nice Group,&lt;br /&gt;Just A Little Too Quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Make Quite Alot Of New&lt;br /&gt;Friends, Jonathan, Ryan&lt;br /&gt;Chun Fai, Joel And Sanjiv.&lt;br /&gt;And There Is This OGL&lt;br /&gt;Called QiaoYing, Funny&lt;br /&gt;Senior I Should Say,&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Declare Her As&lt;br /&gt;His Arch Enemy From&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (As In Joking One),&lt;br /&gt;Then We Keep Disturbing&lt;br /&gt;Her, The Most Funny Part&lt;br /&gt;Is When She Was Promoting&lt;br /&gt;Her CCA(Wushu)To The Whole School,&lt;br /&gt;She Forgot Her Lines And I Finnish&lt;br /&gt;It For Her And She Start Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;(I Was Sitting Right In Front Of Her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Good Start In A Good School,&lt;br /&gt;Let's Hope It Stay That Way Til&lt;br /&gt;I Graduate From MI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Is All About Making The&lt;br /&gt;Girl You Like Happy.&lt;br /&gt;That's What I Called True Love~&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/32388891-3473315837881531246?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/3473315837881531246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=3473315837881531246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/3473315837881531246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/3473315837881531246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2009/02/imperio-2009.html' title='Imperio 2009'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-2496460939818331052</id><published>2008-12-06T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:09:06.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Angel Of My Life</title><content type='html'>Finally I Decided To Post&lt;br /&gt;Something, My Blog look So&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned And Desolated.&lt;br /&gt;Alright Let's Start With&lt;br /&gt;The Class Chalet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/12/08 Wed~&lt;br /&gt;Prepared my stuff yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and have to wake up early&lt;br /&gt;to meet Yazid and Aden&lt;br /&gt;for our run at YCK mrt.&lt;br /&gt;I was late by 20mins(as usual)&lt;br /&gt;So I ran to the mrt station,&lt;br /&gt;to find Yazid standing there&lt;br /&gt;alone, so that means...&lt;br /&gt;Aden is late! So called&lt;br /&gt;Aden on the phone and&lt;br /&gt;he sounded very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;So when he reach, he&lt;br /&gt;explain about his payday,&lt;br /&gt;paid 28 bucks to reach a&lt;br /&gt;destination which is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;So together we put our luggage&lt;br /&gt;at my house and we went for&lt;br /&gt;a run at the flats around my house.&lt;br /&gt;After that have lunch and rush&lt;br /&gt;to downtown east, met akmal and&lt;br /&gt;max on the way and went arcade.&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was still okay, except&lt;br /&gt;a group of boys drank half bottle&lt;br /&gt;of my red wine without my&lt;br /&gt;permission, all like wine-morons,&lt;br /&gt;drink wine as if drinking water,&lt;br /&gt;all gulp the wine then act as if&lt;br /&gt;they know how to drink wine.&lt;br /&gt;Plus they didn't say sorry nor&lt;br /&gt;thank you to me as if the wine&lt;br /&gt;was part of the bbq they paid for.&lt;br /&gt;And so happen this group of&lt;br /&gt;boys went lan, how fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;So the so-called class chalet,&lt;br /&gt;only have 3 girls and 6 boys,&lt;br /&gt;the rest went home or lan.&lt;br /&gt;Slept about only 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;then wake up play Taidi&lt;br /&gt;with Wilfred, then went&lt;br /&gt;Macdonald with Rachel, Belinda&lt;br /&gt;and Wilfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/12/08 Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Still freaking pissed off by&lt;br /&gt;the wine theft, still playing&lt;br /&gt;taidi with En xian, Farid &amp;amp; Wilfred,&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy another two&lt;br /&gt;bottle of red wine, enjoy one in the&lt;br /&gt; morning, then Akmal came back&lt;br /&gt;alone from the lan, I was like,&lt;br /&gt;"All they all dead from drinking&lt;br /&gt;my wine and getting into a fight&lt;br /&gt;with each other?" Then he say&lt;br /&gt;they all coming back later.&lt;br /&gt;So I went escape theme park,&lt;br /&gt;ride the kart twice(almost die),&lt;br /&gt;viking ship which i enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;and other lame ride.&lt;br /&gt;Then I bade goodbye to them&lt;br /&gt;and I left the chalet with Wilfred,&lt;br /&gt;we two can't be bothered to&lt;br /&gt;stay for another night, and to&lt;br /&gt;imagine the wine morons&lt;br /&gt;will be sleeping there, what&lt;br /&gt;disaster could possibly not&lt;br /&gt;occur?Plus I missing my&lt;br /&gt;Darling~ So I sms my darling&lt;br /&gt;telling her I coming back&lt;br /&gt;home early, so left the chalet&lt;br /&gt;around 4+ before the morons&lt;br /&gt;came back. Had My wedding&lt;br /&gt;with my darling, Celia, in&lt;br /&gt;Audition, Thank you all&lt;br /&gt;who have attend the wedding&lt;br /&gt;party and supported me.&lt;br /&gt;Especially My Hyung~&lt;br /&gt;-ANI-Tiger! And of course&lt;br /&gt;my darling Celia for accepting&lt;br /&gt;my proposal and helping me&lt;br /&gt;pass the wed license lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is for the wine morons,&lt;br /&gt;No need to say sorry or thank&lt;br /&gt;you liao, because your action&lt;br /&gt;just shown me what jerks&lt;br /&gt;you all are. So what if u all&lt;br /&gt;are in your so-called tribes?&lt;br /&gt;Treat me outcast, then outcast&lt;br /&gt;lolz, at least I not some hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;that relies on pretending to make&lt;br /&gt;friends. I can tell you all more&lt;br /&gt;than half of you all are fakers,&lt;br /&gt;trying to sabotage and backstab&lt;br /&gt;each other when you have the&lt;br /&gt;chance. Well I wish you all&lt;br /&gt;a early retribution. Aye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Dear~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-2496460939818331052?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/2496460939818331052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=2496460939818331052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/2496460939818331052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/2496460939818331052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/12/angel-of-my-life.html' title='The Angel Of My Life'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-8381669793960397964</id><published>2008-06-14T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:07:59.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone Wolf, Crying High In The Mountain</title><content type='html'>I always wished for&lt;br /&gt;a sibling to accompany&lt;br /&gt;me, to play with, talk&lt;br /&gt;to, share joys and sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;but I am still the only child.&lt;br /&gt;So my home is like a&lt;br /&gt;place just to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;let me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;With no one to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;with, my playstation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;became my siblings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so i played games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;to entertain myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Then online games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;were introduce to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and i manage to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alot of friends and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some sisters and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brothers which are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;all virtual,fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;And not those you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;could trust on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;My significant other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;was taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;by the fiend hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;of Death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So no one that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;could really trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everyone always say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the same thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;"Don't worry, if you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;got problem, I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;help you.".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;What's the point when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you are the one causing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the problem and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you are enjoying it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Think And Learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Go the Right Path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;For I Can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-8381669793960397964?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/8381669793960397964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=8381669793960397964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8381669793960397964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8381669793960397964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/06/lone-wolf-crying-high-in-mountain.html' title='Lone Wolf, Crying High In The Mountain'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-4361228191405787846</id><published>2008-06-14T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:57:27.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Friend</title><content type='html'>I would like to make&lt;br /&gt;this post to one of&lt;br /&gt;my friend, Jordan,&lt;br /&gt;who pass away in&lt;br /&gt;the hospital last night,&lt;br /&gt;due to long term&lt;br /&gt;high fever and cough.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor could not&lt;br /&gt;do anything and he&lt;br /&gt;suffer til he met his end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Ng, I Wish&lt;br /&gt;You All The Best.&lt;br /&gt;I Will Pray For You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-4361228191405787846?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/4361228191405787846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=4361228191405787846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4361228191405787846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4361228191405787846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodbye-my-friend.html' title='Goodbye My Friend'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-4760084795555809326</id><published>2008-06-11T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:35:19.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>†DreamsOfSorrows† Dreams That Are True And Sad</title><content type='html'>Mirror Of Reality, Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Dream 1&lt;br /&gt;Have You ever wonder that&lt;br /&gt;our time on earth is limited,&lt;br /&gt;our time with our parents&lt;br /&gt;are even less and is&lt;br /&gt;countable. Even if You think&lt;br /&gt;that you hate your parents.&lt;br /&gt;Think hard, they are the only&lt;br /&gt;one that you should and could&lt;br /&gt;trust. Your life, education,&lt;br /&gt;everything You process now,&lt;br /&gt;all actually belongs to your&lt;br /&gt;parents. Think hard, appreciate&lt;br /&gt;and thanks your parent.&lt;br /&gt;If not when you lose them,&lt;br /&gt;you never have a chance again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream 2&lt;br /&gt;Have You ever wonder about&lt;br /&gt;Death? Attended a funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life while you can,&lt;br /&gt;if not, you all will be like&lt;br /&gt;Xelina, a perfectionist but&lt;br /&gt;alas Fate took her away.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate everything,&lt;br /&gt;learn how to forgive people,&lt;br /&gt;don't waste time trying to&lt;br /&gt;get revenge. Try to makeup&lt;br /&gt;with your friends if you all&lt;br /&gt;breakup. Be the one that&lt;br /&gt;say sorry, do forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;And if someone tell you that,&lt;br /&gt;accept his/her apology.&lt;br /&gt;Life Is Short, Make&lt;br /&gt;A Difference In This World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream 3&lt;br /&gt;The Future, what would You&lt;br /&gt;be? A famous scientist who&lt;br /&gt;can make the world better?&lt;br /&gt;Or a roadsweeper who sweep&lt;br /&gt;for his whole life and die&lt;br /&gt;forgotten?Or a cruel and&lt;br /&gt;hardless terrorist who bend&lt;br /&gt;on destruction? What would&lt;br /&gt;be your future? Could You&lt;br /&gt;archieve your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Don't take risk, just study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confucius once said&lt;br /&gt;"When You throw a&lt;br /&gt;stone in to a still pond,&lt;br /&gt;the ripples you created&lt;br /&gt;are small but the ripples&lt;br /&gt;will crash on to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to our action,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how small or&lt;br /&gt;insignificant your action&lt;br /&gt;were, it will affect those&lt;br /&gt;around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ultimate Answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to life. Death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-4760084795555809326?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/4760084795555809326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=4760084795555809326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4760084795555809326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4760084795555809326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreamsofsorrows-dreams-that-are-true.html' title='†DreamsOfSorrows† Dreams That Are True And Sad'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-7529400324816118425</id><published>2008-05-06T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:00:37.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Way Of Smiling</title><content type='html'>It's just sad,&lt;br /&gt;for eventually, everything&lt;br /&gt;have to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;When you die, you either&lt;br /&gt;get cremated or buried,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is there another&lt;br /&gt;world out there, that we go&lt;br /&gt;to after death, and does&lt;br /&gt;death feel like?&lt;br /&gt;5days ago,&lt;br /&gt;my great grandmother&lt;br /&gt;has passed away peacefully&lt;br /&gt;in Singapore General Hospital,&lt;br /&gt;and i have to attend the funeral&lt;br /&gt;ceremony for 4 days,&lt;br /&gt;I did not witness the passing&lt;br /&gt;but I when over to see my&lt;br /&gt;great granny while she is&lt;br /&gt;resting in the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;Her face was smiling,&lt;br /&gt;and there was a pearl&lt;br /&gt;put into to her mouth,&lt;br /&gt;symbolising she had a&lt;br /&gt;good life.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day&lt;br /&gt;of the funeral cermony,&lt;br /&gt;which means the day when&lt;br /&gt;she get cremated.&lt;br /&gt;We see her one last time&lt;br /&gt;before the coffin left,&lt;br /&gt;and witness the coffin entering&lt;br /&gt;the furnace.&lt;br /&gt;My grandma, aunty and my&lt;br /&gt;mum was crying, singing&lt;br /&gt;the chinese folk song,&lt;br /&gt;on earth only the mother&lt;br /&gt;is the best.&lt;br /&gt;Now, my mum and dad&lt;br /&gt;quarrel again, and my&lt;br /&gt;mum is saying her usual&lt;br /&gt;threats, but this time&lt;br /&gt;more serious,&lt;br /&gt;she just called me and&lt;br /&gt;said she wouldn't be coming&lt;br /&gt;back, and she said if I&lt;br /&gt;don't want to see her&lt;br /&gt;in the coffin like&lt;br /&gt;my great granny,&lt;br /&gt;i will have to pass&lt;br /&gt;all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I want freedom,&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;I want Friends that i can&lt;br /&gt;really count on.&lt;br /&gt;I want her to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;After all,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I want to die.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone said:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you want her to be happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;up there, then you must carry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on your life and be happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You said she lived in your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart, but if your heart is sad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wouldn't she be sad as well?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe that she want you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to find another girl, and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be happy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The problem is,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't find that girl,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even though there is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone i truly like,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and care, but i just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't dare to tell her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So forever stuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this oblivious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pity Thy Soul~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Love Have No Mercy~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou Shall Not Live Forever~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Death Lurks Every Corner~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-32388891.post-4492324059465686119</id><published>2008-04-20T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:01:34.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Like I Failed....</title><content type='html'>It seems that I failed&lt;br /&gt;in seeing one true colors,&lt;br /&gt;all those which I see as&lt;br /&gt;good and trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;prove me otherwise,&lt;br /&gt;same goes for those&lt;br /&gt;that i deem that will&lt;br /&gt;cause me trouble.&lt;br /&gt;If you notice I deleted&lt;br /&gt;you from msn, that means&lt;br /&gt;I wish to get away from you.&lt;br /&gt;And Thank YOU so much&lt;br /&gt;Desmond Kong,&lt;br /&gt;I now can officially declare&lt;br /&gt;that I can stop troubling&lt;br /&gt;myself in your freaking&lt;br /&gt;love and mood swing problems,&lt;br /&gt;because you are one of the&lt;br /&gt;lucky one to be strike&lt;br /&gt;of my list as friends,&lt;br /&gt;and now you are featured&lt;br /&gt;in my post, honoured aren't&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pls Stop Holding me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me Go pls...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-4492324059465686119?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/4492324059465686119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=4492324059465686119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4492324059465686119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/4492324059465686119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-like-i-failed.html' title='Look Like I Failed....'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-2878509708923775174</id><published>2008-04-08T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:40:35.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Born To Work&amp;Die?</title><content type='html'>Today was a very strange day,&lt;br /&gt;firstly, Miss hong was ABSENT,&lt;br /&gt;which is so rarely, and Mr cheng,&lt;br /&gt;he cried for his students, admirable&lt;br /&gt;teacher indeed, he was telling us&lt;br /&gt;how worried was he that if we&lt;br /&gt;should fail e maths in 'O' Level,&lt;br /&gt;there is no school we could go,&lt;br /&gt;and he fail in his job as a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;But when he was trying to&lt;br /&gt;encourage and ask us to start&lt;br /&gt;hardworking and believe in him,&lt;br /&gt;I was staring out at the window,&lt;br /&gt;not because i was disrespecting him.&lt;br /&gt;I was staring at the sky, thinking,&lt;br /&gt;of her, the memories, the deleted post,&lt;br /&gt;the promises and the misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;Only A Few Know Who Is She,&lt;br /&gt;Fewer Know About The Posts,&lt;br /&gt;Even Less People Know About&lt;br /&gt;The Memories.&lt;br /&gt;So I Just Type This Out Once&lt;br /&gt;More.&lt;br /&gt;Xelina Lim Xin Ling,&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Forever,&lt;br /&gt;Even Though Fate&lt;br /&gt;Seperated Us.....&lt;br /&gt;You Will Forever Live&lt;br /&gt;In My Heart,My Memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrTan: "Actually, we are just&lt;br /&gt;parts of the economy,&lt;br /&gt;Singapore created us, provide&lt;br /&gt;us with education so that&lt;br /&gt;we could fill in the economy.&lt;br /&gt;Very few could actually break&lt;br /&gt;that cycle, and mostly of them&lt;br /&gt;don't go to university, because&lt;br /&gt;university will tune the students&lt;br /&gt;nicely so they can fit into the job,&lt;br /&gt;but not contribute to the economy.&lt;br /&gt;But I not saying don't go university,&lt;br /&gt;go, but try oversea uni, because&lt;br /&gt;there is more competitive,&lt;br /&gt;and you get along with other&lt;br /&gt;students from different places."&lt;br /&gt;(Short Pause)&lt;br /&gt;"And those students that say&lt;br /&gt;they will stay and study in&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is very short sighted,&lt;br /&gt;and some other say they will&lt;br /&gt;work hard to reach the top and&lt;br /&gt;change the rules, but when reach&lt;br /&gt;there, forget everything, aiyo&lt;br /&gt;government pay me a nice salary,&lt;br /&gt;why should I bother rocking the boat?&lt;br /&gt;So that's why nothing change.&lt;br /&gt;We stay as normal people.&lt;br /&gt;So okay Benjamin, talk&lt;br /&gt;to you some other time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-2878509708923775174?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/2878509708923775174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=2878509708923775174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/2878509708923775174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/2878509708923775174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/04/dead-students-no-need-study.html' title='Are We Born To Work&amp;Die?'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-8021680258832909171</id><published>2008-04-01T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:37:48.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Happy, Don't Frown Pls</title><content type='html'>Pls, all i am asking you&lt;br /&gt;is to be just happy everyone,&lt;br /&gt;it's not as if i am asking&lt;br /&gt;for the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like everytime I&lt;br /&gt;go around you all,&lt;br /&gt;you all start frowning,&lt;br /&gt;if it's me you dun like,&lt;br /&gt;pls feel free to call me&lt;br /&gt;go away, at least i dun&lt;br /&gt;get to see you being sad.&lt;br /&gt;If not, pls tell me why,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i could help you,&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to help,&lt;br /&gt;but the fear of making it&lt;br /&gt;worse always struck me.&lt;br /&gt;So Pls Give Me One Chance,&lt;br /&gt;To Prove Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pls Don't Cry,&lt;br /&gt;For Your Tears Make My Sorrow"&lt;br /&gt;Smile, You Look More Pretty That&lt;br /&gt;Way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-8021680258832909171?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/8021680258832909171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=8021680258832909171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8021680258832909171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8021680258832909171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/04/be-happy-dont-frown-pls.html' title='Be Happy, Don&apos;t Frown Pls'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-8721121559136437839</id><published>2008-03-29T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:06:50.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded By Sorrow, Confuse By Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Man, I seriously dun know why,&lt;br /&gt;it's like everything i do, someone&lt;br /&gt;suffer.No matter how good my&lt;br /&gt;intention were.&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me to teach her maths,&lt;br /&gt;i thought she would understand when&lt;br /&gt;i show her the equation, but i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and for that, i upset her.&lt;br /&gt;I was chosen to be the Vgm of my&lt;br /&gt;guild subguild.&lt;br /&gt;But because of that, my frens,&lt;br /&gt;one soon to be Gm and another guy&lt;br /&gt;quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;And Thanks Ivy for trying to help,&lt;br /&gt;but you see, i can't seem to do&lt;br /&gt;anything right, no matter how hard&lt;br /&gt;i tried.&lt;br /&gt;I Dun want anyone to suffer,&lt;br /&gt;please, all those i know,&lt;br /&gt;and I treated as friends,&lt;br /&gt;please dun be sad,&lt;br /&gt;dun fight because of me,&lt;br /&gt;you know everytime,&lt;br /&gt;i see u all frown,&lt;br /&gt;cried, I also feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pls, i will do it,&lt;br /&gt;whatever it takes to help u all,&lt;br /&gt;even it cost my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just Let Me Go......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know your mere existence&lt;br /&gt;make me sad?"---(Someone I cared)&lt;br /&gt;"Very well, May our path never cross&lt;br /&gt;again, that should make you happy"&lt;br /&gt;That's my reply...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-8721121559136437839?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/8721121559136437839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=8721121559136437839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8721121559136437839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8721121559136437839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/03/blinded-by-sorrow-confuse-by-thoughts.html' title='Blinded By Sorrow, Confuse By Thoughts'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-167334557260806356</id><published>2008-03-26T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:11:53.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped In Darkness, Forgotten By Light</title><content type='html'>Long time never blog.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry if there were actually&lt;br /&gt;people who are reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I really doubt so.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today i want to comment&lt;br /&gt;something that has been bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Read Passage Please)&lt;br /&gt;Quote From Code 3214&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Turning Points.&lt;br /&gt;Paragraph 1 Line 34+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Life, There Will&lt;br /&gt;Be Always This Turning Point,&lt;br /&gt;It's Like On The Journey Of Life,&lt;br /&gt;You came across two path,&lt;br /&gt;One Dark Tunnel and a bending path.&lt;br /&gt;The cowardice and the smart&lt;br /&gt;avoid  the dark tunnel while&lt;br /&gt;the curious and lazy people&lt;br /&gt;will take the dark tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;Those who enter the darkness&lt;br /&gt;will enter the danger zone.&lt;br /&gt;The unknown and darkness&lt;br /&gt;are lurking everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;some manage to get use to it,&lt;br /&gt;while others fail and died.......&lt;br /&gt;but every tunnel has an end.&lt;br /&gt;Those who use to the darkness&lt;br /&gt;will eventually have to came out again.&lt;br /&gt;Many struggle to look under&lt;br /&gt;the glaring sun.&lt;br /&gt;While others just hide in the tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;This Is What We Refer as Lost One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, I realise that,&lt;br /&gt;I am a goner, no way of return.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard i try,&lt;br /&gt;I can't seems to do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;Schoolwork, game, friendship and&lt;br /&gt;family. Everything seems to&lt;br /&gt;suffer because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE THIS, I HATE YOU,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE MYSELF, I HATE THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREAKING WORLD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE PRETENDERS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE MY LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MISS HONG SAID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS TRUE, I SHOULD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END MY GOD DAMM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREAKING, USELESS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARASITIC, PATHERTIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HOPELESS, GET IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KEEP PICTURING ONE DAY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST ANY ONE DAY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A CAR MIGHT JUST BANG ME,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I WILL LIMP TO SCHOOL,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND LET ALL THOSE WHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANT ME DEAD TO ENJOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LAST MOMENT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-167334557260806356?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/167334557260806356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=167334557260806356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/167334557260806356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/167334557260806356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/03/trapped-in-darkness-forgotten-by-light.html' title='Trapped In Darkness, Forgotten By Light'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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-32388891.post-8741043160534834523</id><published>2008-03-09T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T09:51:06.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Extreme Possible Base 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, apart from Aden,&lt;br /&gt;who is also looking for other base,&lt;br /&gt;I found One located at Amk also,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's slighty further than base 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here Are Few Pictures I Took&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possible Base 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NBknZUcxI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO8l-onRnzs/s1600-h/08032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175552494085108498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NBknZUcxI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO8l-onRnzs/s200/08032008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;CarPark Just Beside Base&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NA7XZUcuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pYAozmAp-XI/s1600-h/08032008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175551785415504610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NA7XZUcuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pYAozmAp-XI/s200/08032008(001).jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flats With Railing On Ground Floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NBZHZUcvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PbSnJgzAuTo/s1600-h/08032008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175552296516612850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NBZHZUcvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PbSnJgzAuTo/s200/08032008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Urban Extreme Would Like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Make This Their 2nd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Base, Do Inform Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-8741043160534834523?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/8741043160534834523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=8741043160534834523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8741043160534834523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/8741043160534834523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/2008/03/urban-extreme-possible-base-2.html' title='Urban Extreme Possible Base 2'/><author><name>Bennyljh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05419910532608945209</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://bp3.blogger.com/_yTxxoJKwku8/R9NBknZUcxI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO8l-onRnzs/s72-c/08032008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32388891.post-2137624421403068244</id><published>2008-03-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:04:07.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forlorn Hope</title><content type='html'>First Of All,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thanks&lt;br /&gt;Adrian for accepting&lt;br /&gt;my apology.And&lt;br /&gt;Akmal for being so&lt;br /&gt;understanding. And&lt;br /&gt;Lastly Aden for&lt;br /&gt;being the one who&lt;br /&gt;shine the way for&lt;br /&gt;me when i was&lt;br /&gt;blinded by arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But It seems that i have&lt;br /&gt;ill luck fate, just as soon&lt;br /&gt;as some problem perish,&lt;br /&gt;other rises.&lt;br /&gt;Today, when i woke up,&lt;br /&gt;I can't even move myself&lt;br /&gt;to unwrap myself from&lt;br /&gt;my blanket, and i was&lt;br /&gt;like burning hot inside.&lt;br /&gt;My mum came in and&lt;br /&gt;woke me up, thinking that&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wake up even though&lt;br /&gt;my handphone alarm&lt;br /&gt;when off several times.&lt;br /&gt;Then she finally notice i&lt;br /&gt;was having fever.&lt;br /&gt;She quicky gave me medicine,&lt;br /&gt;and i just fall back to slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Then i notice, i can't seem&lt;br /&gt;to see anything when she gave&lt;br /&gt;me the medicine,I just barely&lt;br /&gt;open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Things got a little better,&lt;br /&gt;during the afternoon,but&lt;br /&gt;there is this persistent&lt;br /&gt;headache that is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am here writing,&lt;br /&gt;with a freaking fever of 38'C&lt;br /&gt;but i can't seem to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this girl in my school&lt;br /&gt;very much but, I can't seem&lt;br /&gt;to talk to her or even&lt;br /&gt;ask her out for a date.&lt;br /&gt;We always smile and&lt;br /&gt;exchange greetings,&lt;br /&gt;and walk seperate path.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that we could&lt;br /&gt;chat for awhile longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive The Unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;And Seek The Path&lt;br /&gt;Of No Grudge, Hatred&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy And Sorrrow&lt;br /&gt;Only Then, One Attained Happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-2137624421403068244?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-32388891.post-5112447019221870331</id><published>2008-02-12T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:07:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ethernal Love For Thy</title><content type='html'>No uttered words I speaks,&lt;br /&gt;No skies of golden hue,&lt;br /&gt;No tales of unrequited love,&lt;br /&gt;They were lost when I lost you.&lt;br /&gt;No words to caress my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And gone the dreams I swore they'd live,&lt;br /&gt;But alone within I dwells,&lt;br /&gt;No uttered words... none left to give.&lt;br /&gt;No music swells within my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Just silence surrounds my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And the solitude engulfs my world,&lt;br /&gt;When she and love depart.&lt;br /&gt;And lost the beauty I once could see,&lt;br /&gt;And the glory I saw each day,&lt;br /&gt;Now I pens my sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;No more love can I convey.&lt;br /&gt;But what's mine soul to do?&lt;br /&gt;To release the love I feels,&lt;br /&gt;For I'll surely die and wither,&lt;br /&gt;If that love I now conceals.&lt;br /&gt;I will hide the hurt and heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Just smile to friends and say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine... love doesn't matters,&lt;br /&gt;And deceive them all that way.&lt;br /&gt;For a different face I'll show them,&lt;br /&gt;To barricade my pain,&lt;br /&gt;To hide my shattered spirit,&lt;br /&gt;From the love I never attained.&lt;br /&gt;But the pain within shall kill Me,&lt;br /&gt;Not soon but through the years,&lt;br /&gt;For I knows mine anguish,&lt;br /&gt;When alone she sheds my tears.&lt;br /&gt;And at night when dreams come calling,&lt;br /&gt;With her voice, her smile... her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;A single tear upon my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Hides the pain my heart belies.&lt;br /&gt;For I loved her soul completely,&lt;br /&gt;Was consumed by beauty's bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Had shared her inner thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;But never shared ethernal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;And when death greeted her,&lt;br /&gt;And to heaven her soul ascends,&lt;br /&gt;I'll smile before her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;For eternity never ends.&lt;br /&gt;So will I regret the life,&lt;br /&gt;Which stole away the good years,&lt;br /&gt;No I'll simply recall the love,&lt;br /&gt;I felt in all my tears.&lt;br /&gt;And when I has joined my love,&lt;br /&gt;And we meet in heaven's bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Our regrets will quickly perish,&lt;br /&gt;As we love for ethernal bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-5112447019221870331?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/5112447019221870331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Rejected Again I Guess</title><content type='html'>After all, maybe love isn't my game.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i tio rejected again.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually i roughly predicted that also.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way a failure like me,&lt;br /&gt;could woo someone else lolz.&lt;br /&gt;It's like aden stories, 1percent chance,&lt;br /&gt;but in my case, i would never win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I Would Like To Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Aden Ng&lt;br /&gt;for making such nice stories&lt;br /&gt;for everyone to read.&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm Kwok&lt;br /&gt;for making nice jokes&lt;br /&gt;that really cheer me up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Suzzane&lt;br /&gt;for troubling her&lt;br /&gt;with my problem&lt;br /&gt;And Joleen( Mei!)&lt;br /&gt;for helping me see things&lt;br /&gt;more clearly to avoid mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Alot Guys&amp;amp;Gals.&lt;br /&gt;I owe U all one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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world&lt;br /&gt;with people still hating me.&lt;br /&gt;Someone Please help me say sorry&lt;br /&gt;to adrain, malcolm and Aden.&lt;br /&gt;Then I leave This World...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate Might Seperated Us&lt;br /&gt;But Alas It's Love That Reunited&lt;br /&gt;Us Again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-3842723313613542658?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/3842723313613542658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=3842723313613542658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/3842723313613542658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will Just Remember Her Forever............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pls&lt;/span&gt; Do Not Remind me Painful Memories Again thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32388891-3756931110018654145?l=bennyljh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennyljh.blogspot.com/feeds/3756931110018654145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32388891&amp;postID=3756931110018654145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/3756931110018654145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32388891/posts/default/3756931110018654145'/><link rel='alternate' 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class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Angelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Adrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Anas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aden&lt;br /&gt;Bernice&lt;br /&gt;Belinda&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond&lt;br /&gt;Eunice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" 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