<?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-2155377316123462275</id><updated>2011-11-16T11:19:55.118+08:00</updated><category term='a little note for my little brother'/><title type='text'>Bevan!</title><subtitle type='html'>My bed is a living creature.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6795841592771759824</id><published>2009-12-12T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:57:31.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just fuck my life. told my stupid batch mate to wake me up at 11.45pm and the stupid fuck forgot. now i got into deep shit and had to almost stay in today. which i  cant. but tomorrow 8am must book in. fucking chee bai sabo kia. fuck him go to hell la.&lt;br /&gt;and my fucking father also dun wan help me. keep scolding and shouting on the fucking phone. fucking cb. own son also dont help.&lt;br /&gt;very down now. fucking unlucky and ..yeah. hope things get fucking better.&lt;br /&gt;as for tonight , gonna drink drink drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down down down down down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6795841592771759824?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6795841592771759824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6795841592771759824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Cause you only got one hundred years, to live"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-4482315880368381527?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4482315880368381527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=4482315880368381527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4482315880368381527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4482315880368381527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/12/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-5825485143703979736</id><published>2009-10-12T04:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T04:40:55.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Good true friends are all i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends that can cheer me up when im sad&lt;br /&gt;try to help me when i am sad&lt;br /&gt;care for me when i need help&lt;br /&gt;friends that share the same views as i do.&lt;br /&gt;friends who will understand no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was almost a very down day&lt;br /&gt;but i realised it was a mistunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;but i also realised how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bintan is in 3 days. i will hopefully have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all those fuckers/pathethic bastards/losers out there&lt;br /&gt;you cant touch us.&lt;br /&gt;because i will &lt;strong&gt;stab&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;so dont fuck around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-5825485143703979736?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5825485143703979736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=5825485143703979736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pretty memorable moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.10.09&lt;br /&gt;countdown at ECP&lt;br /&gt;drinking at ECP&lt;br /&gt;then playing bowling with my best score of 68&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.10.09&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 3.30&lt;br /&gt;went to far east to buy song a present&lt;br /&gt;people wearing red and running through the city&lt;br /&gt;transexual&lt;br /&gt;buying somemore stuff for BBQ&lt;br /&gt;seeing hendras new house nearby&lt;br /&gt;article about Sentosa Cove on Life :D&lt;br /&gt;bbq at night&lt;br /&gt;waiting for ppl to arrive&lt;br /&gt;eating very nice bbq&lt;br /&gt;talking about bintan trip&lt;br /&gt;SHANK BANGING HIS HEAD INTO MY GLASS DOOR&lt;br /&gt;thinking that everytime i have a BBQ someone bangs his/her head on my door, confirm one!&lt;br /&gt;driving my friends out at top speed&lt;br /&gt;drinking until the wee hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it :) wasnt that big but just the way i like it !&lt;br /&gt;till next year 10.10.10!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7198976572310502912?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7198976572310502912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7198976572310502912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7198976572310502912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7198976572310502912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-5029509928011757161</id><published>2009-08-26T13:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:34:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why the fuck is the god damn rimz changed?! fucking hell its not the same anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you, your just a coward who doesnt dare to say your feelings out. and i dont care whether im hurting you or not anymore because all these while youve not said anything. and your irritating and always piss me off by doing stupid shits.&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows some of your stuffs are about me and telling me but every fucking time i try to ask you about it you always say no. but fuck it, the phrase 'you know i know' has not been only used once on me about you. in fact multiple times, by multiple people. so please stop your shit. im done with you and dont care anymore already. ive been dragging this for way too long and now ive finally decided to release it. you can always talk to me and sort all of this out but i really dont know what your trying to do, are you like playing hard to get or something? by not telling me anything? how long has this been going on for? do you know how long ive tolerated this?&lt;br /&gt;_ i never mean to sound so fucked up. but this is how i really feel. youve only left me with no choice_im sorry_.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-5029509928011757161?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6883144407117660348</id><published>2009-08-06T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:05:39.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I .Have. Never. Met. A. Girl. As. Sweet. As. Her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6883144407117660348?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6883144407117660348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6883144407117660348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6883144407117660348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6883144407117660348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/08/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7647529035639826153</id><published>2009-08-05T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:38:02.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home from camp with fever =[ two days MC. And i feel bad because they are already lack of manpower. Lol. Anyways dads buying a 645ci convertible and its black and god.damn.sexy. Cant wait to drive it seriously. damn chio. it has 4 exhausts and makes damn loud noise and has non stock rims :) DAMN EXCITEDDD. But now doing insurance and paperwork so it will probably take a few days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to the radio version of Thunder. Dont know why, even though its old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its getting colder, cause summer's over&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my thunder. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bevan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7647529035639826153?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7647529035639826153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7647529035639826153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7647529035639826153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7647529035639826153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-got-home-from-camp-with-fever-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-8988231367710114477</id><published>2009-08-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:02:17.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>she said she'll try t o find my blog. so this is for her. hi :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-8988231367710114477?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8988231367710114477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=8988231367710114477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8988231367710114477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8988231367710114477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-4443848020668819349</id><published>2009-07-30T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:40:44.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>fucking hell my blog is like dead. but its ok no one really reads anyway which is a good thing so i can type useless crap here thats been going in my mind and my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The traffic police finally sent my licence card over, those bastards took like 1 month to send it i thought they sent it to my other house.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to B-Factory last night with Aaron, kc gurdev and bla bla bla. lol even my PS went. was quite fun, i think we opened like freaking two bottles. hmm i realise these days i cannot drink as much as i could before? or maybe its just me. i remember i use to drink and just get high and not really get drunk. but these days i drink one or two shots and i start to feel it already. HMM whats happening. i remember the times where i drank everyday for a wholee week before i left australia with my friends lol. maybe theres a hole in my liver already hahaha. Oh and realise some of my friends have 'quit' clubbing which i think is total BULLSHIT and they will be back :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was quite fun. went to St james with Sean P. after that for shits and bought another jug. music was damn powerz and lots of ppl just kept dancing!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When is my god damn car gonna come :D??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah im sick of typing in point form. Hmm time to pack my shit for booking in tomorrow! doing duty is sibei sian but oh well, what to do. but its better then other vocations! nyways, im gonna bum around at home for a while! &lt;br /&gt;bye everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-4443848020668819349?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4443848020668819349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=4443848020668819349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4443848020668819349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4443848020668819349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7708996800206129741</id><published>2009-06-03T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:45:35.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3rd of June . got told that there will be a tsunami hitting around in july. just taking it down. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7708996800206129741?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7708996800206129741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7708996800206129741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7708996800206129741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7708996800206129741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/06/3rd-of-june.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3894193423516036717</id><published>2009-05-03T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:08:26.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for us...   Demi Lovato - Dont forget</title><content type='html'>Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;That I was even alive?&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;Everything we ever had?&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you regret ever standing by my side?&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget what we were feeling inside?&lt;br /&gt;No more left to forget about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;We were once so strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;You can't forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I guess&lt;br /&gt;This is where we have to stand&lt;br /&gt;Did you regret&lt;br /&gt;Ever holding my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Never again please don't forget, don't forget&lt;br /&gt;We had it all&lt;br /&gt;We were just about to fall even more in love&lt;br /&gt;Than we were before&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget it&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget, about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;We were once so strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;You can't forget it&lt;br /&gt;Stop where we belong&lt;br /&gt;We were once so strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;You can't forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures have been burned&lt;br /&gt;And all the past, is just a lesson that we learned&lt;br /&gt;I wont forget it&lt;br /&gt;Please dont forget us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;But you wont sing along&lt;br /&gt;You've forgotten about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-3894193423516036717?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3894193423516036717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3894193423516036717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3894193423516036717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3894193423516036717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-us-demi-lovato-dont-forget.html' title='for us...   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HAAA. and when he was chasing me we were running in a direction, then after i changed direction he kept running that same direction he was previously in before. HAHA thats how drunk he was hahaha lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after a while we all laid down and got tired and slept.&lt;br /&gt;was awaken by kiangs snorrrrring and then got up and walked the long trek back to the car. was around 4am =.= sandy sticky and tired. reached home and took a shower and sleeptt :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-8954414516861605025?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8954414516861605025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=8954414516861605025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8954414516861605025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8954414516861605025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-meant-to-get-confinement.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-9117753665336588882</id><published>2009-04-09T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:38:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from my camp, after we were meant to book out at 8, but they kept doing stanby areas till like 9.30pm. alot of people were pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite a shitty week for me. Entering a new camp which basically looks like a construction site ANd is surrounded by construction. Some people liken it to Old Changi Hopsital lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her :( i dont know.. it seems like ages ago where we actually spent quality time together.. and especially with last weekends episode.. its made it worse.. We quarreled like on message and on the phone. I dont know why.. i think there just isnt a communication between us.. we need to sort this out.. need to meet up and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss you babe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, bev.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-9117753665336588882?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/9117753665336588882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=9117753665336588882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/9117753665336588882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/9117753665336588882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-came-back-from-my-camp-after-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-8815065625435614291</id><published>2009-02-14T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:21:24.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSONMIA :D</title><content type='html'>I never thought that I'd fall in love, love, love, love &lt;br /&gt;But it grew from a simple crush, crush, crush, crush &lt;br /&gt;Being without you girl, I was all messed up, up, up, up &lt;br /&gt;When you walked out, said that you'd had enough-nough-nough-nough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a fool, girl I know &lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this is how things would go &lt;br /&gt;Maybe in time, you'll change your mind &lt;br /&gt;Now looking back i wish i could rewind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't sleep til you're next to me &lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more &lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me &lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember telling my boys that I'd never fall in love, love, love, love &lt;br /&gt;You used to think I'd never find a girl I could trust, trust, trust, trust &lt;br /&gt;And then you walked into my life and it was all about us, us, us, us &lt;br /&gt;But now I'm sitting here thinking I messed the whole thing up, up, up, up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a fool (fool), girl I know (know) &lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this is how things would go &lt;br /&gt;Maybe in time (time), you'll change your mind (mind) &lt;br /&gt;Now looking back i wish i could rewind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't sleep til you're next to me &lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more (without you no more) &lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me (to me) &lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before (Because it) &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah (Ah), Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i just can't go to sleep &lt;br /&gt;Cause it feels like I've fallen for you &lt;br /&gt;It's getting way too deep &lt;br /&gt;And i know that it's love because &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep til you're next to me &lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more (without you no more) &lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me (to me) &lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah &lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-8815065625435614291?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8815065625435614291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=8815065625435614291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8815065625435614291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8815065625435614291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/02/insonmia-d.html' title='INSONMIA :D'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3794958716587479305</id><published>2009-01-28T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:21:33.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another small add on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant relationships just be simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;boy meets girl, falls in love. happily ever after.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for your info, i dont care what you all say about her. i got my own fucking eyes, i will see for my fucking self. people in her bad past will always say bad things, these ppl will always try to bring her down and will do and say anything to make their 'followers' believe.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, ppl might say 'not only one person say, but is alot'. but has people ever thought that, the shit starter will tell alot of people, then these people will come to you and ALL tell you, making it seem like alot of people know the truth but really, the source only came from one person?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want people to use their brains and not be fucking sheep. learn to be independent, not reliant on all these bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out. &lt;br /&gt;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-375381782539828943</id><published>2009-01-27T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:06:37.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>wow its chinese new year already :P so fast! &lt;br /&gt;i booked out on friday night, then straight away went clubbing with sean and then met some friends there.. oh yeah and i finally finished field camp. pretty awesome but goddam fucked up. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year eve had family reunion dinner . so good to see family. my family was like whaaabotak ah and they were saying i look much fresher. and so did my mums side cousins and relative. does it really make me look fresher? lol &lt;br /&gt;my uncle at the reunion dinner at his house was like taking photos like crazy, kept asking the maid to take and take. 'eh this angle' 'ok ok now this angle' haha so goddam funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up at like 11am because i had a special wake up call from a speesshal someone. she had to go to some ang moh chinese new year celebration =\\\ dont know how that works. had to send her there and then i went to parkway alone for a while. ate a plate of mee goreng at the hawker center, then went to that bookstore in parkwayy to buy FHM. dont know why i bought it, maybe cuz she told me to =]&lt;br /&gt;then i went to bought an ice cream and ate it =] and then went to like meet Songyuan for a while, havent seen him for two weeks or so, wished my friend for 10years happy new year and a slight catchup. He looks really stressed out because of exams and shit, zomg. poor sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to pick her up again. i missed her :) then we went to my step-mums godmother which means my step god grandmothers house. so good to see them, they said they were really happy i came :D because i promised  Aunt Julie (step god grandmothers daughter) that i would come vsit her and her new house. and her new house damn nice btw. its like so modern. her room also like fucccking cosy. bed facing the window with a huge back thingy that beds have, and a tv by the side. so nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet ji and cal at the lan shop and played 'Left For Dead'. some zombie killing game. pretty scary. she was sitting by my side and i was playing, and i swear i screamed (but not like a girl, a really , really manly one) when the big fat monsty came =[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Calvin is like booking in tomoorow (wednesday 28th like 8.30am). wish him the best of luck, hope he adapts well! first two weeks some days ulll be damn missing your family like friggin hell, and calling them alot to tell them how it is. really. &lt;br /&gt;but for calv, i think it will be okay because he used to staying alone in canada.but guess he will mis his fucking computer haha . good luck have fun anyways bro, see you in two weeks bitch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back to that house again for dinner..cause dad and step mum there..then yeah went to another uncles house then my house then had to send her home.. end of my night. 12am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dont know what to think.. are we good together? what about her past? can i cope with it? do i need all this as a newcomer in her life? what do i do? i dont like talking about her past, because it hurts me knowing unfair shit has happened to her by heartless fucks that only know how to ruin peoples lives.&lt;br /&gt;more confused about stuff, wont type it here, too public, shall remain in my mind. book in tomorrow 12.30pm. had a good CNY's rest, i need someone i can talk to that knows my situation, but that person isnt being co-operative now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Bevan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-375381782539828943?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/375381782539828943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=375381782539828943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/375381782539828943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/375381782539828943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-273439287915496395</id><published>2008-12-22T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:13:21.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little note for my little brother'/><title type='text'>Hellos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahas, this is kat! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sorry bevan i'm writing in your blog. =X can't stand seeing your blog being so empty! =S though you're in NS! LOL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway, first entry to this blog of my little brother. hahaha! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sorry bevan if you're offended! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you're gonna be out soon though so you'll see this too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hope you're gonna enjoy your first book out with ben and caity etc. i'm not in singapore, so yeah, also must enjoy yourself k! =) go party etc. but don't drink too much else the next day you can't wake up for booking in. =X choy choy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well, you've been a good boy, enduring and pulling through this tough trainings and being away from home for two weeks and staying with people whom you don't know. too, am glad to know you're adapting well and having to make friends there. you should cause you guys will be taking care of each other from now onwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i will be away for a long time.. so bro, should you need anyone to talk to, tell to your other friends first.. or maybe call ben and rant to him! =) or you can drop me an sms but i may not reply as soon as last time. hahahaha. not that i've forgotten you or what but here in malaysia, the life is so laid back and relax until most of the time my phone is not with me and i'm wandering off somewhere else. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;as promised, at least a message a day.. but like i said, i always message you the same things, so you message me when you can or when you want to k? in case i'm too happily enjoying myself until i don't know how to message you.. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well, i'm here still. just that i'm in another land now. i'm just a call or message away should you REALLY need me to talk to you. but i'm sure you have friends there to talk to as well.. =) so at least now i'm not so worried about you keeping things to yourself and being unhappy silently sometimes. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so my little brother, be strong okay? go through everything! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;like what i always say to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JIA YOU! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you have my number, so don't hesitate. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sign off, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;=D&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/2155377316123462275-273439287915496395?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/273439287915496395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=273439287915496395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/273439287915496395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/273439287915496395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellos.html' title='Hellos!'/><author><name>Kat Law</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06749168197123146280</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uK8doncliPI/TQhCM42n6aI/AAAAAAAADyQ/h_sieA0G0Lg/S220/DSC_3254.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6994807792783722770</id><published>2008-12-12T06:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:21:53.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARMY</title><content type='html'>Just had a shower. first time in my life didnt have to wait for it to dry  ^_^ because its so short. Hopefully the army will be a good experience, hopefully dont have any unfun experiences too =[ Oh well, all the best to myself. Gonna miss everyone else so take care, my last blog entry for a while. BYE! mwa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6994807792783722770?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6994807792783722770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6994807792783722770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6994807792783722770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6994807792783722770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/army.html' title='ARMY'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3708068742262395037</id><published>2008-12-05T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T01:25:38.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehhh..Woke up 9.30 this morning by my step mums 'you wanna go buy your army stuff todayyy??' so i figured yeah why not since i might as well get it done.. even though  i was soo tired because i was awake 30 hours the last night.. but yeah just had to get it done sooner or later anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to beach road.. and ate chillee mee first because i was hungry.. so we went to this stall which my stepmum said while we were eating our chilli mee 'last time my ex boyfriend used to tabao this back to my office for me hehe..while your dad tabao roti prata for me' hahaha cute. anyways it was delicious, damn nice. &lt;br /&gt;I appreciatd the chilli sauce and how the chilli sauce itself could be a key ingredient of the noodles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went up to that store to buy my army stuff.. urm mostly extra shit like extra shirts, shorts and socks so i dont need to keep washing my shit while im in there LOL...things i couldnt get were goggle because i needed degree in them or else i cant see shiatzzzerooni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home for a while (got to drive my stepmums car the lexus ^_^ and drove home) then i was like lying on my bed.. all my curtains were tied up.. and i was lying on my bed and was looking at my room.. now my room has 4 walls right? 2 of them are glass.. one facing the sea and the other one adjacent or parrelell to it.. was just lying there and realise how &lt;i&gt;goddam&lt;/i&gt; relaxing it was.. seriously.. the one that was facing inside i could look up from my bed and see my top roof, abit of the sky, green vines on the wall upstairs flowing down.. and on the sea side it was the choppy, greeny blue water and a distant horizon..freaking amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to great world city to make a new pair of specs.. then while inside younger sister was liike i want this i want this glasses then we started to walk away then she just starting fucking crying.. fuckinggg irritated the hell out of me.. if we were in a not so crowded place i would have shouted at her. shes getting pretty annoying , not like back in those days where she was this little cute baby who even when she was crying was cute and i did not mind.. but anyways now she is still not that bad la better then some other 3 yr olds ive seen . the things she says should be in the show 'kids say the darndest things'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bought the specs.. then we went to nike store to ask for lenses goggles.. but they didnt have 300 (mine was 350 but u need to minus 50 from it cuz its underwater).. so we went to taka and ate again (3pm).. walked round looked at many things..and met up wth one of her friends and dads friend that own one shop there called 'Mitch and Marc' both names of his two suns... so yah stood and reckied around there .. was quite cool. they had like these watch turner cabinets where you put your watch and it turns it 360 degrees so those mechanical ones keep ticking.. &lt;br /&gt;and it was quite cool to know someone who actually owned a merchandise.. and have people come look at your stuff.. and staff.. &lt;br /&gt;my step mum was like pick a watch and like literally just open the public display and took the two ones i liked for me HOW COOL LOL. then the staff like look at us like wtf. but nvrmd haha. then another shop.. i was just with my dad (later on) and was looking at the stuffs.. then the staff was like 'we have a 20% discount'..and im like in my heart 'yeah..i know the boss'.. HAHA HAO LIAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways yeah i picked a watch ^_^ it was quite nice .. had difficulty choosing btwn both.. but anyways chose one.. then my step mum told me to go get my goggles.. so she told me directions and off i went to Stadium and bought it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after lookin at some cool mps speakers and HOT CHIO BUS (holy fuck some of them really pretty and nice bodies..*drool*) , my dad came then we had a drink together and talked about his usiness and how his friend who was worth 120million is going bankrupt because he speculated wrong and shit... because before i was like 'pa i saw your friend .. the one driving a rolls royce..his car damn nice one' .. then he told me he going bankrupt. cbf going into details on how becuz im damn tired now lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yeah after a drink met up with my dads friend who is like a london lawyer.. bla bla over dinner they talked about stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i always seem to feel is that.. everytime im with my dad and hes talking about business or anything to do with his work it aalllways inspires the hell out of me.. and nothing really inspires me because im such a unmotivated fuck lol. but i dont know.. his success , his drive really inspires me and makes me want to study and become like him, do what hes doing. &lt;br /&gt;Ppl might think that work is boring..meeting here meeting there.. but i think at his position its not file papers..computer work etc.. its thinking of new ways to make money.. its taking investments, involving risks, expanding his business, meeting more people that tell you shit you never realised, shit that you think 'holy fuck i should do that too' and then you go do it and it works damn well....and the best part, making a load of money and getting a sense of self achievement. Its success, its power, its connections, its almost everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to listen in to what their saying if i wasnt busy stuffing myself with the roast pork and shit LOL because damn nice.. but no la i wasnt being a greedy pig la just when i eat and pick up my chopsticks obviously i cannot listen because too busy enjoying RIGHTTT.. HAHAHA. anyways was quite interesting.. this lawyer lives in london.. and like he was saying things like.. along the lines la -&lt;br /&gt;- 'im gonna sue this company' then my dad says WHA really ah? what they do? and for how much?&lt;br /&gt;'cannot say la i cannot say much on this'&lt;br /&gt;'just say la because i also want to sue some of mine'&lt;br /&gt;then hes like '*ETC ETC this company*'&lt;br /&gt;then my dadys like 'can sue for how much? they damn rich even 50million nothing to them'&lt;br /&gt;then he say 'yeah 50mill'&lt;br /&gt;'wha what did they do etc'&lt;br /&gt;'cannot say la hehe'&lt;br /&gt;lol..then the lawyer was like 'yeah gonna sue this company too, got a caase against them'.  and the lot la! then rest of the dinner was how my dad needed to sue some of his customers?? dunno la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaya.. then after dinner sent the lawyer off because he was on another flight back to london, said bye to that mitch marc friend guy , then went to carpark. hehe  i asked my dad eh pa can i drive you home then u can relacks relacks .. then he say hahaha okay okay.. so i drive him home ^_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reach home just had a chat with my dad and then.. went up to this computer, lost another 2k in texas holdem ( was up 600k last night LOL but lost it all)..&lt;br /&gt;yeah so there. &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;army army army...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-3708068742262395037?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3708068742262395037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3708068742262395037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3708068742262395037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3708068742262395037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/ehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7261324377809614893</id><published>2008-11-28T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T05:18:04.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WADDUP YO.</title><content type='html'>To start it off.. &lt;br /&gt;Me and Calvin were in my car listening to 98.7 fm.. then the 'muttonz' were like sms us at 72346 with muttons space your name space your ic number about which school rule would you want to change.. so calv was like&lt;br /&gt;'eh just sms la that time i sms them then got thru..but keith say is the other answer then cost me the prize! cb!' &lt;br /&gt;so us two messsage which school rule we would like to change.. i put first one 'no sch uniform' and cal put 'girls have to wear miniskirts'..&lt;br /&gt;then we wait for one WHOLE song to finish then we listen.. wha fuck dont have our names! then we were like eh! still got ah! then we messsage again, after realising we didnt put 'muttons' before our name and ic number..&lt;br /&gt;so this time i messaged 'can come to sch any time' and cal put 'no need sing our school song stand there like retard like that' .. then we waited for another goddam song to pass...&lt;br /&gt;then they say 'wow we have many replies etcetc' &lt;br /&gt;then after they were like bla bla.. then they said: &lt;br /&gt;'hmm let me see.. Ah! this one good one from calvin.. Calvin says no need to sing the school song stand there like retarded like that' &lt;br /&gt;THEN WE TWO LOOK AT EACH OTHER LIKE 'HAHAHAHA YESS! OMFG!! HAHAHAHAHAHA' &lt;br /&gt;cALVIN LIke damn happy hahahaha. fucking funny. omfg actually hearing his name on radio would be damn cool i would imagine. haha but i damn shack never name say my msesage! CB! haha but nvrmd la at least his one kanna! ^_^!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fake green turf, soccer ball and nets...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday played soccer with lam, shikai, daniel, and shikais cousins + friends. pretty fun! i havent played soccer for a verrry verryy verrry long time. but! wasnt too bad. we played aginst other teams (street soccer btw) and lost the first few rounds.. then we started winning.&lt;br /&gt;actually not too bad .. the other team quite good..all indians.. this guy wear orange boots quite fast, then on his team also got one fucking big guy, as in fat big...cb even when he get the ball we also scared tackle him.. if we tackle him is we fall down not he fall down.. thats how big he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored quite a few goals :D ehh lemme think.. one was like they pass to me then i pass one guy then soooooot in.. they also got pass to me then i never stop the ball just shoot, but those all i always miss.. miss ALOT.. fucking funny. one time i got the ball then just kick, then hit the left side of the goal. total miss. then i shout fucking loud' CHEEEE BAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!' hahaha then shikai cousin + friends were like 'EH RELAX LA HAHAHAHA' then i like ok okay..breathe in breathe out hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and! this goal i remember.. i think near their post -&lt;br /&gt;we got the ball to middle of the court.. then i started running towards that side because i just passed the ball from our side of the field.. then i think either lam or shikai took a shot but got blocked by goalie.. then evvvery one except the goalies were on the lefft side of the field.. then shoot alreadi,goalie block.. then the ball like roll quite fast to me to the right part of the field.. so i was running from defending position and just took a fucking big kick.. then GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.. holy shit fucking power that kick.. no really..and then is like not very close to goal sia..is like almost half of the court.. then BOOOOOMm.. fucking straight.. hit the middle right part of the goal.. serious that goal fucking power you should have been there! is like dragon ball z the fire ball.unstoppable!!&lt;br /&gt;i scored about 8 goals after the other team left! haha ok i know i very show off my goals but of course must proud right so long nvr play then score goals ^_^ i happy !! &gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it started to rain damn heavily..so after playing First to Five (with all of us saying eh no still 4-4 la haha even after we score goal and before score was 4-4)&lt;br /&gt;so we all chiong ah take all our things and run towards shelter.. damn fucking wet. feared for my phone, ipod shuff, wallet, carkey and towel!&lt;br /&gt;heng lam take my slippers cause i forgot about it..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. and halfway playing i realise my boxers kanna ripped =[[[[[ how sad it really from the right leg part to uppppp .. :'( nooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;anyways whole thing fun la.. hehehehehehehe but now muscle sore and that night i got huge headache after playing...dunno why sia like migraine, cannot tahan slept at 1am woke up 4pm.. thats how fucked up/tired i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days been driving my papa's car around.. my licence finally got sent over.. its australian provisional licence.. but heck la still a licence. not bad the roads here! but sometimes damn busy.. oh well i guess have to take some time to get used to driving again.. miss driving in aussie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This car is only 3L with Injection.. is quite damn fast. if you put your foot down all the way on the accelerator there is a something like a ..button. it goes down like a further 3 cm and can feel something like a click. thats like the power switch..tried it just now over taking this goddam slow lorry on a one laner and wow, i think i over took it in 4 seconds+ .. fast!! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah okay all i really have to type right now..&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; why the eff is tha speed limit to my house on that road 40km? tried driving 40km and had a fucking hard time.&lt;br /&gt;'wow so sllow, omg still above 40km'&lt;br /&gt;*slows down some more*&lt;br /&gt;*went to like 30KM*&lt;br /&gt;*press accelerator abit*&lt;br /&gt;*OMFG 50KM*&lt;br /&gt;so hard sia.. 40km really GD slow.. ridiculouss.. i think i run faster then that sia. chee bai. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7261324377809614893?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7261324377809614893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7261324377809614893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7261324377809614893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7261324377809614893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/waddup-yo.html' title='WADDUP YO.'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6005595356782373522</id><published>2008-11-19T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:12:22.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Dont you ever wish communicating with others is like calling an operator or customer service? just pick up the phone and just start saying what you want. no bullshit just start 'hi my computer is not working anymore' and then you get an answer. with people theres a need to say hi how are you how was your day, such a hassle. just get things done straight and simple. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways went to meet kat and friends for dinner then after that went to kats place.. wow her family is almost all girls cept the dad. and i met her mum ^_^&lt;br /&gt;was damn funny.. i walked into the house and there was this lady who open.. which was her mum but so GD young i thought is like her sister? so im like deciding how to addrses her.. later is not the mum is the sister then say hi auntie how?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mama cute.. and always joke around, very relax, very cool but in a older then me way. her mum is sort of like my mum, just that my mum dont talk as much as her. wish she did! haha. can also look fierce haha look abit like kat.. the younger sisters also all very pretty.. remind me of when i go to my mums side cousins all girls -.- it feels weird because.. i dont know. in my fam is only me and my brother that grow up together , but no sisters the same age. so seeing how girls live is quite cool. brushing hair ah.. taking 2 hours to bathe ah.. wow so different haha.. for us boys is just ..easier. 10 mins shower, no need hair brush.. no need make up ah all those bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to fish.. fish at near the malysian border customs thingy.. just opposite side was malaysia already. how GD cool sia.. i was sitting down on my fishing chair and thought 'wow over that side is different people, different lifestyle but looks very alike to singapore' . Feeling of familiarity but distance...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we didnt really catch anything other then a baby fishy :D and a few plastic bags.. which good also i guess because can clean up the GD dirty sea.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Micheal for bringing all his equipment and showing us this experience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a nice experience seeing as i never fish in Singapore before.. but comparing fishing in Aus and Sing.. i think Aus is waay better because everytime i cast my line, there is no such thing as a STAND for your fishing line, because there will be fishies nibbling on your bait the instance the line is in the water ^_^&lt;br /&gt;wow to think back on the times long ago where me and my mum and her boyfriend went fishing.. it was like 10pm leave and then reach the very windy and quiet jetty.. we would catch fishes, crabs and squids.. crab nets ah.. getting hands dirty with peeling prawns.. setting up everything and braving the cold. Sometimes we would have many good returns like i remember once we caught about 20 crabs and alot of fishes!  Then we would just get them ready and boil them in water when we reached home, and enjoy our supper of fresh crab and squid. I never catch squid before :( because i like fishing better :). Hmm i miss those times.. spending time together with mum and her boyfriend which i really miss because he is a damnnn cool, funny guy. anywayss. Learned ALOT of things..like how to release the hook from the fishes mouth, how to hold the fish (i damn scared of moving fishes haha suddenly not moving then WRIGGLE WRIGGLE WRIGGLE), how to hold crabs, how to prepare crab, how to shell the fish, how to de-grill? the fish - taking out the GUTS! . power. and they say give a man a fish he will eat for a day, teach a man how to fish and he can eat everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im being bored and alone this days. Keep thinking about my army thing (i go on the 12th of Dec). thinking about how it would be and all. a whole big range of questions. But one thing im abit excited is the fitness and all. For me im not really scared of it because i would actually like to do some hardcore training. I guess it would be something to test myself, how tough i am etc. yeah yeah and i guess i am getting..how should i say.. unskinny haha. but no i am not fat! &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;army should be fun and rewarding i guess. ahhh its coming closer and closer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my dad and the whole family will be leaving for Japan from this Friday 21 of Nov for a few days.. so will be alone and all. I hope he leaves me the car ^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^ :D:D:D:D:D:D so i can go out at night hehehe anyone want to go out at night call me leh i damn bored. anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to plan what to do for this weekend. my whole time before army. Everytime go out on weekday with friend got nothing to do, they either got school or.. yeah school. lame lame lame lah. i need something to occupy my time with. Maybe a girl? yes please. and give me a beautiful and nice one :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for n0w&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6005595356782373522?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6005595356782373522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6005595356782373522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6005595356782373522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6005595356782373522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-you-ever-wish-communicating-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-1131003704374229188</id><published>2008-11-17T02:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T03:03:30.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MONDAY NOV 17!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokez upz todayz atz likez 12z andz thenz feltz sianz soz i calledz Calz seez whetherz hez wantz toz goz outz buddenz he tellz me he haventz sleepz yetz becauz he wentz to churchz. fucker siaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit type with 'z' at the end of everyword fucking hard so i give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just stay at home la watch tv bla bla fuckin sian then called lam and then we met starbucks at like 4pm..then went coffee club slack and sm0ke until like 7.. then we go play DOTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAA~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go battlenet ... we go into sg game.. then i chose Queen of Pain.. then he choose Nerubian Weaver.. wha i not bad got 5 kills.. lam got quite alot. GJ! but QoP i like almost never use before so i think i didnt do bad sia..&lt;br /&gt;second game i random Magnetuaruararr and he randomed that new robot Clockwerk Gobl!n.. also win haahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he had to go for some friend birthday thing so i met ji and song.. they at marine parade library.. so i went inside and find them.. but the only section i skipped which is the KID section, turns out that they are in there. wtf noobs . then went to some coffee shop and ate. i order some pig trotter shit. the cheena waitress anyhow offer so i like whateverrr la order. then omg come out so big.. so i ask ji share with me leh. then ji order rice. fucking cost 16 bucks sia. mother fucker cheena cheat me. always kanna cheaten by cheena ppl.&lt;br /&gt;that time me and lam went to this cyber net shop that can drink etc, so i ask the fucking cheena ladies. eh how much membership etc etc. how much one jug, how big one mug (i just wanted to know whether worth it). then they ask us 'WHO do you work for? why you want to know so much'? . EH fUCK yOU bITCH i cannot ask ah i your potential customer. fine eff you you dont want our business you stupid m'fer.&lt;br /&gt;then we went downstairs. then lam say 'wha we just kanna xia lan by china ppl. i shack sia'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after they both went home, i met kat and starbucks and drink coffee and chat about stuff...stuff about this, stuff about that.. nice meeting her again, these days so distant to me HOR. nvrmd i know the reason haha. its alright. stayed there about 2.5 hours, then called lam and tried to meet up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went coffee shop drink 1 beer. then lam come.&lt;br /&gt;LOL sia kat. lam say his friend can send me home, then kat dunno who he talking to, then kat anyhow say 'dont want la so far' . then i like FUCK YOU he not even talking to you. hahahahahaha fucking funny sia :))))))). then kat send us all the dota messages as in the DOUBLE KILL! MMMMEGA KILL! . fucking awesome mate. now can scare ppl. those ppl who play alot of dota and fucking happy when they hear those. then i purposely set as my ring tone so they can excited excited then not excited when they find out is my ring tone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we sian, then we all go 7-11 and slack, talking about the guy who got mauled in the zoo. NEW paper said that he didnt go into the tiger pen on purpose. but we al agreed - BULLSHIT! he go inside for what? he didnt know?...&lt;br /&gt;okay i feel damn bad for him, god bless his soul. but its a big mystery why he did that. rest in peace :(...&lt;br /&gt;with that said, then i say if he draw one smiley face on the yellow buckt confirm funny. imagine this guy wth yellow bucket with smiley face walking into the tiger den. but okay la. its really weird laughing about this kinds of thing. RIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;then after that lam went home! then i took taxi home then kat also go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A SIAN DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-side thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes i feel like i need someone.. i want to care for someone and for them to care about me. someone to like, someone to hold and to share. basically without the bullshit , i feel like i need a girlfriend. haha. maybe inside i feel empty, incomplete if i cant share my experiences with someone? that honestly makes me quite sad.. but oh well what to do haha. sianz. fuck. angry. frustrated. why? why her? why these kinds of relationship thing liddat one. why cannot find someone good? why always with the drama and dark histories!&lt;br /&gt;why cant that perfect girl just come? aiya too sian to type too much on this thing. next time la. cb. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-1131003704374229188?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1131003704374229188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=1131003704374229188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/1131003704374229188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/1131003704374229188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-nov-17-wokez-upz-todayz-atz.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-879978914552447791</id><published>2008-11-15T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:41:45.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe.. planned a bbq yesterday and with help from Calvin, invited people for me, hehe thanks bro! It was me, calvin, ji, song, lam, timothy, MARCUS (lol), marcus friend, shikai, shikai cousin, jacky, dennis, and 2 friends, keith, daniel,mariam and my cousin who arrived with her 2 other friends, wow in total 20 people sia not bad turnout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways about 5.30 met calvin at McCafe..bastard sia always late..i say meet at lets say, 5 and he will come like 5.30 hahaha. then drink abit of coffee and then went inside parkway to meet mariam, then seconds later jacky turned up. so then we headed to Giants to start buying food. First time buying food for a bbq so didnt know what to buy. but we bought like chicken wings which were marinated, then sausages, crabsticks, beef,etc.. oh yeah and pregnant fish. i like!and also the bbq makeshift pit. so i called my step mum then say im having a bbq tonight. then she like basically say wtf why never tell us we have no maid bla bla, then i like ah whatever la, then call my dad tell him that, then he also say no maid. ah whatever seriously. then met ji halfway and along we go with the trolley lol. thanks mariam and someone else for chipping in! then we went into the lift which we werent sure whether it was big enough to fit the trolley. but lucky yeah it did. then we went outside took a breathe of air and then took a taxi to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the fire crankin' with the masters of fire, ji and cal. i also got help a bit la but dont say la. hahahahathen we started cooking like everything, chicken wings were nice, sausages were nice, crabmeat was SHIT la basically.then the rest came bla bla then eat eat bla bla talk cock bla blathen some of them just went downstairs and play pokersome stayed upstairs and drink.. timo, me, his friend and marcus ..play drinkin games with his friend, and i fucking POWN the shit out of him. then everyone drink drink then my cousin came from her prom lol then she sit upstairs away from us, because her lousy friends antisocial!&lt;br /&gt;no need to shy man! haha.. then drink already i think marcus like abit drunk..then we all go downstairs take ice and drink inside my TV room...we play ohyapeiyasong?? how the fuck is it spelt.. anyways then we conspire against to make marcus DRUNK so we always planned what we suppose to put out before the game. marcus drunk dont even know we conspiring against him in front of his own face also dont know HAHA Then i poured big shots and we all just play without ganging up on him then everyone drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN marcus drink one shot then HAHAHAHAHA he like suddenly just slouch.. then ask me to slap him so i just slap ONLY!! then i ask him to stand up and do 20 jumping jacks and if he can do i give him 10 dollar haha. but after few seconds he stand up he just like DROP to the floor then like lying on my baby sisters tiny chair. hahah wha jia lat man. eh but good job for drinking that much i guess! but then later he walking to taxi then he puke outside HAHAH zomg.. then he want to come back into my house to wash his mouth, but then i fucking scared he at the door say let me in let me in im like NOOOOO.. but let him in after that la hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;then the night ended i tired i go sleep. thanks for keeping the house clean and not messing it up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so note to everyone out there.. dont drink too much if you&lt;br /&gt;1. know you cant drink,&lt;br /&gt;2. first time drinking,&lt;br /&gt;you end the night up with many undesired consequences LOL!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways some side thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when i plan things with her why is it always that shes too busy or something? why issit me who makes plan to see her but she either doesnt turn up or cant make it.. to be honest im quite sick of it.. everytime im happy that im seeing her but in the end something always happens and we dont meet and then im 'shacked'. can i keep this up? should i keep trying for someone who doesnt? if theres one thing i learnt with these kings of things recently, is that not to put in too much if the other person is not doing anything. i had this thing with this girl that it was always me who messaged her, tried to call her/call her, and always makin plans to meet up but shes always either too lazy or busy. im not sure what was in me to keep trying, maybe it was me living in my fantasy and in fale hope. me living in broken and unkept promises! so i dont want to do that again or be in that situation, because it really wastes my time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------\ and a big shoutout to Kat for making this thing for me, to unclutter my ever-wondering mind, to plant my thoughts on a solid digital base to keep them from flying away..~ /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-879978914552447791?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/879978914552447791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=879978914552447791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/879978914552447791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/879978914552447791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-8478630137468307215</id><published>2008-11-13T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:44:25.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night went to zouk with calvin.. yeah meant to be with two other people but they bailed in the end. it was raining quite badly - everywhere was wet! I didnt really want to go because my ji and cal went to the gym at Laguna before and we were fucking tired lol i went home and slept for like 15 minutes and almost didnt go but decided to chiong because army in exactly 1 month :(&lt;br /&gt;so we went there bought tickets.. it was empty in the beginning but it slowly got pretty crowded. i was so GD tired that it felt like i was in dreamland, that i was numb, didnt feel like talking, not even smiling. I was so tired i didnt give a shit about anything happening around me. Dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i told calvin that theres tired, then theres fucking fucking fucking tired, and thats where i am. I told calvin to punch me a few times to wake me up, and i think it really did work :D . Oh yeah and i saw 2 maseratis and a ferrari queuing&lt;br /&gt;up in the line for the parking. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cal and i just drank and observed the interesting happenings around us. Things such like ...actually, just plainly drunk people (which is always interesting). There was this group beside us that were drinking jaiger bombs (pronounced yager) its like this shot and a cup filled half full with red bull righttt, you put the shot glass into the cup and finsh it! Quite a tasty dwink:D&lt;br /&gt;then there we went to the dance floor after it got abit better.. and i was like fucking tired = moodier then usual... i swear about a hundred people were moving here and there and we had to give way , so after a while i gave up and just stood there and not move lol. I only gave way to those who are actually polite enough to tap me on the shoulder saying excuuuseee meeeee. those ones, caaaaaaaaaaaaaan, why not. haha lol.&lt;br /&gt;and one thing that really got me pissed off is - okay there were these two girls who went onto the dance floor like .05meters away from me and cal. then like 3 minutes later this fucking ugly fuckface(seriously, see his face want to whack), wearing his hat like just on the tip of his head (like some people do), started like just dancing behind them. So i was like okay maybe this ugly fuckface just happened to be dancing behind them. but noooo. he started dancing WITH the girls, facing them and trying to get close to them. then after a short moment, more ugly (and i mean ugly fuck faces, so ugly you want to whack them) came. so now there were like 7 guys around 2 girls. the girls kept changing spots but those sleazy fucks kept following.&lt;br /&gt;and now comes my point.&lt;br /&gt;HOW fucking sad are you guys? you fucking ugly mother fucker, you dont even know the girls and you want to grind them? okay dancing with girls is okay, but at least talk to them or have some decent etiqutte. not just fucking stand close to them dancing behind them and dancing like a block of wood. and yes, if they dont look at you or touch you back , THEY DONT WANT YOU THERE COCKSUCKER! .&lt;br /&gt;all you fuckers are fucking pathethic, so pathethic that you ARE the meaning of pathethic. some say words cannot fully describe an action/feeling/blahwhatever, but these guys really fit the word 100%. i mean, by having 7 guys around 2 girls that OBVIOUSLY seem not to be enjoying it, you tools look like despo's. people who cannot get the message through their dumb concrete thick skulls, people who think they cant get their own girls.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw one of the girls like put his hands on her hips. im like wtf?!?! so imagine this skinny tall ugly guy dancing like that. yeah good job you inbred peice of shit, you just made it awkward. dumb FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont know if i described my case good enough, thats how pissed off i was. i seriously felt like punching all of those fuckers, and no i almost didnt give a damn about the security, and no im not going to give some light punch. im going to take a gigantic step back and give you a BOMB you FUCKFACE!!!!. &lt;br /&gt;learn to treat people with basic respect and least get some self dignity.&lt;br /&gt;thats what you get for spoiling my mood and i think you deserve every bit of it!&lt;br /&gt;after a while i couldnt be fucked dancing anymore, just stood there really still and just stared towards that direction lol. even cal was like eh u look like u want to hit them lol. but seriously, im not trying to prove im tough or anything, but if you were there i think you would have felt the same. SERIOUS! &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a while me and calv came out of the club, then walked abit, then heard some fighting or commotion? so we went and looked&lt;br /&gt;it was like a guy and some transvestite?? LOL the tranny was like going crazy and tying her hair back and like walking around the ppl in the middle that were trying to break up the fight and around this guy, trying to hit him lol. the guy also tried to get around them and hit her. man if i wasnt so angry and pissed off, i would have started laughing at that tranny lol. i mean common, you already spent thousands trying to look like a fucking girl, and then you want to try to be tough and start a fight with a guy?! what the flying fuck lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so it escalated like inside the building (me and cal were on the roadside), so we went underneath the building and watched. and the guy was like sitting on the floor with his hand on his chest, saying 'CALL the pulice she hwit me!!' HAHAHAHAHAHAHA you fucking pussy HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. his face also like going to cry sia LOLOL too funny. then security came. then the tranny was like YOU ASK WHO INIT-T-SFFT-WIEATED(initiated) IT! then also almost started cryng. then she got emotional and did like a bow to them saying,okay okay sorry and putting her hands together (like a thai) to like 5 of the guards. hahaha you fuckin retard. so stupid sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after drinking an ice lemon tea at the nearby coffeeshop me and cal talked about those irritating fuckers and then went home and slept lol.&lt;br /&gt;what a night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-8478630137468307215?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8478630137468307215/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-4095435761552110355</id><published>2008-10-27T05:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T05:07:37.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me turned 18th on 10th oct :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night just went to a bar with a gal friend and see a friend who was working as a bartender.. had a few drinks then went home because was so freaking tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back singapore this thurs probably.&lt;br /&gt;paaeeeaaaccee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-4095435761552110355?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6151114658019783615</id><published>2008-07-26T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:16:32.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like  a rock XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming bak SG soon for 3 days =\&lt;br /&gt; c u s0o0o0o0n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6151114658019783615?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6151114658019783615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-8789587213299705637</id><published>2008-06-27T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:02:19.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe whats the point blogging? i dont hve a singaporean life until next year whichi shall return for ze army. hmm a new life starts? make new friends? actually be in singapore for two years&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what kind of lives my friends live , with friends there and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;not saying its bad cuz i got my life here and friends etc, but i wonder what will become of me if i had stayed in singapore :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;byeyeyey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7652061798486617955</id><published>2008-06-18T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:57:11.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmm first lesson in mass comms in a computer lab today&lt;br /&gt;we had to choose a magazine cover and kinda analyze it&lt;br /&gt;which kinda led to multiple guys AND girls choosing FHM as a magazine cover&lt;br /&gt;'please tell us what attracts readers in your magazine cover'&lt;br /&gt;*everyone looks at big boobies*&lt;br /&gt;'this magazine is interesting on so many levels..'&lt;br /&gt;'this magazine is successful because it makes other people depressed'&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha such a funny lesson lol&lt;br /&gt;i was a good boy and chose a car magazine hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm few months ago mum bought brother a laptop. she asked me whether i wanted it but i said no just put it in a car, but i guess now i dont think i might be getting a car, so i probably opt for like a camera. would be cool to video interesting events and share it like on youtube. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tireed. 1.30-4.30 of communications!&lt;br /&gt;and time to go on illegal websites to watch my movies hehehe&lt;br /&gt;bev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7652061798486617955?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-9184055188050951327</id><published>2008-06-16T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:35:49.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of uni/school again this time taking information technology and mass communications..&lt;br /&gt;sian class full of saudi arabians.. and like 1 white girl and 2 asian girls.. im like the only asian boy la.. hahaha few people i seen before so just talk to them.. ask them what they got for their exams etc lol&lt;br /&gt;didnt do shit in class sian ji puiooaaaa lol&lt;br /&gt;damnit here these days really rain and is VERY cold fuck. i ran back to my car raining all the way WAHHH. haha..&lt;br /&gt;and saw my girl after two weeks ^^ went to administration office to get my timetable then saw sarah.. then realise the girl she was talking to is her hahaha .. then said hi and hugged and yeah talk for a while then she went for a management class lol.. wanted to see her after but she never reply my msg ..think she dun have her phone or something..aiya she like that one lol..&lt;br /&gt;anyyways i guess time to call some ppl and tell that im back&lt;br /&gt;take kare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-9184055188050951327?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/9184055188050951327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=9184055188050951327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;saturday 14th june last nnight in singapore..&lt;br /&gt;hmm was just at home feeling bored and wanted to do something&lt;br /&gt;so got my dad to send me out all the way to katong to meet song LOL&lt;br /&gt;but that idiot take like 30 minutes to come cuz he got to settle something with his auntie.. anyways sit there alone till he came&lt;br /&gt;then he and his brother come then we went to play pool lol&lt;br /&gt;then like didnt know what to do so me and them both went to outside and buy drink from vending machine then we sit and then talk lol.. then mian left then left with me and song to talk cock hahaha&lt;br /&gt;got girls walk pass and then like yellin then song went SHUT THE FUCK UPP hahahahaha so fuckin funny&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet louis after he prison break from his house Lol&lt;br /&gt;and then met clarissa then go beach cabana and drink&lt;br /&gt;then after a while got tired, then went to eat macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;then went home&lt;br /&gt;and then woke up sunday&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with step mum father, grandma and brother at one15 at sentosa and wow i swear i saw the prettiest waitress EVER she was so cute omg fuck if you guys saw her you would say the same sooo damn pretty and cute.....*drool*&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo to buy menthol mint to bring back to australia lol then took went to airport and took the planee.....&lt;br /&gt;and now im back here in perth&lt;br /&gt;damn its so cold like 10 degrees&lt;br /&gt;school starts tomorrow at 8.30am and its 1.38am now odear&lt;br /&gt;maybe it'll be long time before i blog again!&lt;br /&gt;so for now good night and take care&lt;br /&gt;bev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-1288480268774774044?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-1484191823183584172</id><published>2008-06-12T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:43:03.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm these days these days.. so bored&lt;br /&gt;why everyone cant come out? too busy? too bored? nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;:( its sad. im sad. nobody &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; like they want or have the time to meet up with me.&lt;br /&gt;this trip seems different. maybe its cause of their school? going into poly probably has more work/assignments. maybe im just not an important person because i live over in perth, they dont bother.  =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i feel so lonely, just wanna talk to someone. like last two days because no one of my family are around all went away .  bleh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=[ just feeling like that now. maybe thats just not the case . oh well. gonna try to make the best of my remaining 3 days till i leave on sunday =\ wonder how everyone back in perth is doing, maybe they'll miss me more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;till then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bev&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-1484191823183584172?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1484191823183584172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-8372312117694548709</id><published>2008-06-11T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:44:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How come everytime i get my hair cut i get asked this really annoying question?;&lt;br /&gt;'where do you come from'? and actually its not only by hair dressers, taxi uncles also!&lt;br /&gt;Taxi uncle once asked me 'where do you come from'? and i replied singapore? :S then he was like you dont look singaporean. then what do i look like? INDIAN!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also one day before meeting my dad and brother i REMEMBER at wheelock place, last trip back to singapore in december/january went to get a hair cut there, got seated down and then got asked :where do you come from ? do i look anything else? hawwaain? maybe white? south african? and btw the hairdresser cut my hair until like shit . bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only really bothered to 'blog' this because i got a haircut today and the auntie asked 'where do you come from?' im like singapore.......... and then i wondered why some ppl ask me this question.. i mean i dont think i look anything else other then majulah singapura!&lt;br /&gt;next time someone asks me im gonna ask why&lt;br /&gt;oh wells &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yah and results got released , so i went to the website and checkeddd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup these were the exams i was doing before i had this holiday.. not that good but man i never really hoped to get anything other then to just pass.. 54 for economics and 62 for management and marketing? bleh. brother failed economomics but passed management. which is like a shock for me because i passed econs and he didnt? wtf? i got 58% av he 55.5%. oh well he got to do 2 more trimesters while i do 1 more then army. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. went to an indian fortune teller today after meeting my mum for the police thing which they decided to give us a warning.. so and then went for lunch with my caring uncle (he came even though it was like nothing lol) and his wife. then after that they sent us to moms hotel and met my auntie which is her sister and the indian fortune tellers... err dont ask. my auntie always has a knack for these things. anyways i was like arrgh hopefully its not too fake or lame..so went into the room and then the fortune teller which was an old indian lady and a indian lady translator .. then yeah it got started and she started saying stuff about me and asking me this or that &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some of them werent THAT true/obvious but i do admit some of the things she said would probably be true. (and i say 'would probably' because i dont know what i am like 100%, other people can judge better?). but its weird. she said i am always tired which is kinda true 50% because i dont know why but i am? and she said it was because of some nerve thing and i was stuck with it for the rest of my life. but like if i sleep like 9pm and wake up around 10 or 8 am i would normally feel good.. but i dont know i AM usually 'tired' ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but some of the things werent THAT true I think.. such as when she said my brother was street smart? yah biggest bullshit (no offence to her at all) , because hes not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, she said other kinds of traits i have and like what bad stuff would happen, and basically an outline of my life lol. i dont really want to list any but as the fortune teller was talking my aunt was taking notes LOL kiasu as shiz.  ^^ but yah interesting as heck, i gonna see if its really true in years to come! especially marriage lol................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then after that we had 2 go out of the room because the F.T said better if kids went out.. poor mumma.... i know bits of her history and i know it hasnt been easy for her...bleh! but it isnt as bad now . dont wanna talk bout it urg complicated as shit! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went downstairs to get hair cut with what the F.T said still on my mind.. thinking thinking like a hundred things running through my mind. i mean what would you think if someone basically 'predicted' your life? would you change your attitude? or how you lived? based on what she said? the ones you thought are true, likely to be true or false? if you got told something bad would you change it ? Could you in the first place? i mean its your 'future'.. your fate.. how could you change it? could you?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even though i didnt like hearing some of what she said, overall it wasnt bad or bad at all how my life is apparently going to turn out. lol sometimes during the session mum aunt and brother would laugh. pfffft things like im lazyy. pfffffffft. pfffffffffffffffft.pfffffffffffffffffffftttttt. ok mayb i am sometimes =] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah so went for a haircut.. my brother got his dyed like 3 colours.. pfft what he trying to be? his good friend kenny which had red green blonde? sometimes hes like tryhard i think.. like to copy.. so stupid. i just got mine dyed a little red because i thought brown/blonde was just too boring already. just the top part to my bad.. sides didnt dye. oh well gonna try somethin new lol =d&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and btw would like to say i didnt sleep for the whole night so basically today i havent slept yet..felt abit tired .. and i realise im REALLY hating the world if i dont get a nights sleep.. it was so funny.. i was like cursing and swearing at everything.. like even when my brother walked beside me im like fuck off!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in my head.. bt then i look at myself and im like.. wtf shud i be acting like this , its only because i havent slept lol i told myself stop it and just sort of found it funny the next time i started getting moody again . yah its like the tiredness in me is the devil and the understanding im tired in me is the angel. confusing yah? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10th june 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bev &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-8372312117694548709?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8372312117694548709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=8372312117694548709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8372312117694548709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8372312117694548709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/06/s-how-come-everytime-i-get-my-hair-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3401198475812496843</id><published>2008-06-10T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:57:02.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mmmm woke up today after last nite with mariam drinking l0l she so nice she waited till 6am no more midnight charge ( is like fuck, my life revolves around the midnight charge .. i guess it wud when you live in such a far place such as SENTOSA!!!! sian ji pua. )&lt;br /&gt;she even so nice gave me two chocolate to eat on the taxi.. but yah we just talked about alot of things.. then once wheni went to pee there was this old guy with his two dogs..&lt;br /&gt;then i peeing that time he like stare at me.. then im like oh fuck he must be like an off duty police officer walking his dog.. and shit i faster pee finish and by that i mean like super hydro spray my urine out and zip my pants.. i started walking then the guy ALSO started walking same direction.. oh fuck by this time i thought fuck fuck fuck hes going to come up to me, ask me what my name is, my details and call police... but then nothing happen.. all these while while walking he was like still staring.. then he walked up his appartment next to georges.. then i stopped and thought because mariam said the owner use to have gay orgies up there... SO WTF?! if he was gay then WTFFFF freaky shit! so i told her the story and she laughed. like so not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah anyways&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up then supposed to meet kat and pris and her b0yfr3nd for dinner so i took the shuttle bus out to harbourfront and SAW MY MAID HAHAHAHA SHE LIKE DAMN HAPPY so cute lol .. then there was like ppl lookin i so pai seh like i 17 yrs old talkin to 40 yr old overexcited woman la like weird. hope they realise she my maid LOL. so walked into the mrt station and then went to platform and waited for kat because i dunno how to get to dhoby gaut even though its like 5 stops away without transfering. (fuck public transport system have no time to learn it)&lt;br /&gt;then i keep calling her hurry up and to ask the train operator to move the train faster becuz like 3 trains passed.. anyways yah went to like dont know what restauarant which was like inside a building which was like almost entirely under construction.. but it was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;even though they served like mushroom dishes like 3 times.. first was like cheese with mushroom, with you can put it on toasted bread which was nice! then we order mushroom soup which was obviously damn mushroomish, and then they served grilled mushroom.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL and then like the waiter came right , then she think she like damn funny she say 'this desert it contains rum so if you order it i have to check your IC'&lt;br /&gt;so im like What?????&lt;br /&gt;and shes like only just joking only la haha&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously at that moment wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU FUNNY ARH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways dinner was nice&lt;br /&gt;so after that we went arab street go smoke sheishhh@ .. but i have cough and cold and like wow smoke a little bit already cough! then kept sneezing lol then chit chat (lol chit chat) then talk about stuff.. then my maid called me told me my brother took the car out .. im like.. silence.. then WHAT???? so fucking angry at first i thought is they all take it out for fun drive... wanted to scold the SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT + more out of them.. so i went home then waited for my brother to come home.. then he finally did and i told him off.. i mean wtf.. dont take the fucking car out are you stupid? this is singapore you are going to get JAILED if you get caught because police already gave us both warning for that previous thing..&lt;br /&gt;sigh my brother sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;then he took taxi to somewhere friend picked him up in taxi..&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gotta wake up 10am or 9.30 am, take taxi and then go to bedok police station to receive warning from the police ^_^&lt;br /&gt;then probably go cut my hair or spend the day with my mumma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now just talkin on msn and going thru utube videos hahaha&lt;br /&gt;good night everyone&lt;br /&gt;bevan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-3401198475812496843?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3401198475812496843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3401198475812496843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3401198475812496843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3401198475812496843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/06/mmmm-woke-up-today-after-last-nite-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3494637754255927993</id><published>2008-06-08T07:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T08:05:07.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.. 7/8th june.. woke up... checked my reserve wallet.. and found that it was fuckin gone..!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;theres 700 bucks in sg dollars in there, inclusive of 500 AUS..&lt;br /&gt;i shall not say who i suspect took it, but i think most of my closer ones have a good idea of who it is.. i shall say no name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks having money stolen from you.. esp. something you saved..&lt;br /&gt;i saved 1.7k when i dont work.. i think thats a hard task and an acheivement la!&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. what can you do .. i cant do anything now... ill take it easy.. it did ruin my mood abit when i met my mum, aunt and mums friend for dinner.. i was like ..upset.. then i told mum&lt;br /&gt;and mum said&lt;br /&gt;'you should be more responsible'&lt;br /&gt;im like WTF &lt;a href="mailto:LA!@@!@#!#$@%#$"&gt;LA!@@!@#!#$@%#$&lt;/a&gt; NOT EVEN MY FAULT U TELL ME TO BE MORE RESPONSIBLE?!? NOT MY FAULT SOMEONE STOLE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and btw, i really think someone steal it because:&lt;br /&gt;1. it is like my bank, i leave it inside my room, NEVER, EVER taking it out.. only when i need money i 'wthdraw' from it&lt;br /&gt;2. i checked my whole fucking room. no one ever goes into it, i trust my maid cuz she cudve done it like 1000 times before. checked my drawer, luggage, clothes section, underwear section, EVERYWHEREEEEEEEEE FUCK!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;3. so this leave the 6 ppl that has been with us.. most of them i trust.. but one....not sayin nething now.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah.. feel like shit..&lt;br /&gt;so went to meet my friends.. then my brother blame me because my dad want to kik his friends out of the house.. then brother say there a possiblity that i lost it and not his friends steal one&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, my dad didn know anyone is staying at home other then us.. so that isnt even the fuckin point... is not my fault that they are getting kicked out, it is HIS because he didnt even ask dad. and then he still say dad knew there was ppl, is only now that my wallet got stolen thats why he kckin everyone out.. WTF? like fuck off can, so unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;so dad talked to him on the phone and made it clear to him, is that he didnt ask thats why he kickin them out, not because of me. so whatever, my brother can say whatever he wants and be in denial but reality is reality......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet lam, mariam, daniel, ji and ESPECIALLY keith because he made me feel bad saying 'if u dun come u not my fren la jokingly' .. but maan im such a good friend and decided to come la&lt;br /&gt;then i broke the news to them all about my money&lt;br /&gt;then lam was like huh wtf?? 700 leh!&lt;br /&gt;such good friends.. they actually show concern and care&lt;br /&gt;made me feel like someone feels the pain i do =[&lt;br /&gt;thx guys ...sigh fuck.. feelin so shit about it.. is like.. i saved up and it got stolen like that.. and now i have no money because dad isnt in singapore hes overseas..&lt;br /&gt;but mum gave me some..&lt;br /&gt;anyways,,&lt;br /&gt;then went to lams house and watch soccer&lt;br /&gt;portugal and czech republic?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i dont know , didnt really watch because decided to play dota... and btw i would like to mention while i was playing there was this Morphling, running away from like 2 of my team mates.. so i was like diagonally and a few steps right to him while he was running left.. and i manage to hook him and killed.. just before he ran past bottom tower.. im so fucking pro.. i wishsomeone watched it.. sigh why does my pro-ness come out when no one is watching?! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;anyways, fuck you all that say i noob, whatever seriously i dont care haha&lt;br /&gt;anyways they all shout shout and i like playing my dota&lt;br /&gt;then the debate abt whether ronaldo handsome or not came up.. cuz mariam say he not, but like weirdly enough, all the boys say he is handsome. sometimes i wonder. r my friends Gay!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;ahahah jokes&lt;br /&gt;but i think the verdict from me is. yah he handsome la. mariam can be in denial. just like my brother hahaaha. she jealous only. funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we went to mcdonalds, me, ji jacky and daniel keith&lt;br /&gt;just eat then go home. then me and keith talk about me saving him from dota that day with pudge, i basically hooked him to safety la. but he deny it, he say he can run himself. but i really dun think so because got 3 fuckers runnning for him. rubbish. is my pro h00k ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these is what been happening for me.&lt;br /&gt;things to do with my remaining days in singapore:&lt;br /&gt;1. cut hair&lt;br /&gt;2. drink&lt;br /&gt;3. see songyuan cuz he always workin sia&lt;br /&gt;4. enjoy my time with friends&lt;br /&gt;5. drink some more&lt;br /&gt;6. not do stupid things when im drunk&lt;br /&gt;7. shop? maybe&lt;br /&gt;8. HAVE gathering for my friends tey say they miss my house whao so sweet. ^^ confirm only wan to use my swimming pool only la.. CHEHH~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyways is 8.04am now.. funny, those guys got soccer in like an hour and they only went to sleep at like 6+am.. HAHAAHHA wish them the best of luck, eh maybe i shud like call them to wake them up?   hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till nex time&lt;br /&gt;bevan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-3494637754255927993?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3494637754255927993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3494637754255927993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3494637754255927993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3494637754255927993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6538073552588875129</id><published>2008-06-08T07:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T07:43:17.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so after like 3 days in singapore... me kenny and my brother went to pasir ris to send frend home..&lt;br /&gt;so when we downstairs hdb&lt;br /&gt;we saw this white mercedes&lt;br /&gt;so we all like drunk la.. so we open it and took some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;fuck then we run.. then the owner come chase us..&lt;br /&gt;then he caught me.. bring me bak to bus stop&lt;br /&gt;then i tell him i got nothing u check me la&lt;br /&gt;then he called cops&lt;br /&gt;then i run again... but i was drunk&lt;br /&gt;so i run&lt;br /&gt;and the fucking shittest thing happened&lt;br /&gt;i ran into a wall&lt;br /&gt;so BLAM and fell to floor, got up then kzaanot run again (sorry for that kzaanot, i sneezed while typing 'cannot') so i walk.. then police come&lt;br /&gt;kanna areested sia! the feeling like cool man.. being told, turn around, u under arrest&lt;br /&gt;then kanna hand cuff.. but the hell he handcuff me fuckin tight then cut my wrist abit&lt;br /&gt;then go into police car.. then i fuckin thirsty ask the police for water then he feed me. wha so good. that good rite? RELEASE ME !!!!!!!!!!! wahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;then go the police headquarters&lt;br /&gt;take details, fingerprints, blablalbalbalba. then. kanna lock up in cell ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;fuck man the cell is like 5 by 5 meters, and like max of 4 ppl in it&lt;br /&gt;i stay there from 7am to 7 fuckin pm. can die. sleep, wake up, look at sun, nth to do, watch police walk by, lunchtime eat, sleep..shit..pee..drink water..&lt;br /&gt;got two bangla and one malay guy in my cell&lt;br /&gt;the two bangla i ask 'eh you come in here for what?'&lt;br /&gt;'huh?'&lt;br /&gt;'u come, in jail for what????'&lt;br /&gt;'purrrmeet expirrrrrr'&lt;br /&gt;'what?'&lt;br /&gt;'purrrmeet expirrhhh'&lt;br /&gt;'OHHH permit expire ah?'&lt;br /&gt;'yah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most zai is the malay. he take drugs, break into lorry by punching the window,then kanna caught. i ask him why never run. he tell me u try running when you are high.&lt;br /&gt;im like, true. i tried just now already. run into a wall.&lt;br /&gt;then he like look at me in disbelief and fuckin laugh&lt;br /&gt;he actualy friendly.. he has no home and stuff.. i pity him sia..&lt;br /&gt;then we talk for like 2 hours.. then i got bailed out by my dearest mummy.&lt;br /&gt;at first i look at her face, i KNOW she going to jump to conclusions.. and her face pale.. and im like here we go again..&lt;br /&gt;so after we out she asked us what happened.. then we say lor;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went home and slept , uncle and auntie sent us home. but paiseh but they got laugh at our story so its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the morale of this story is........&lt;br /&gt;DONT DRINK AND RUN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;or u will kanna ballaku on the side of your head, and on your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd june 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6538073552588875129?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6538073552588875129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6538073552588875129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6538073552588875129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6538073552588875129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-after-like-3-days-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-8184728605106516828</id><published>2008-06-08T07:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T07:34:22.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;long time no 'blog'&lt;br /&gt;no time.. nothing happening in my life anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this time went back to singapore..&lt;br /&gt;kat, dm leon, cousin, auntie, kenny, mahesh, one girl, louis, cheryl all come fetch&lt;br /&gt;so sweet hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so yeah then after airport stuffs (and making my brother carry back home my luggage)&lt;br /&gt;i headed to east coast park for shikais 18th birthday&lt;br /&gt;when reach like abit awkward because soo long never see them so abit quiet&lt;br /&gt;but they stil the same, funny and friendly hahaha&lt;br /&gt;nice seeing lam, shikai, mariam, songyuan, keith and all of them !&lt;br /&gt;missed you guys sia&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha then shikai kanna thrown into the water&lt;br /&gt;fucking funny&lt;br /&gt;everyone carry his leg&lt;br /&gt;walk to water, supposed to  count 3,2,1 then throw, but those stupid buggers count until 2 then drop him, and drop him bad enough, but drop him not even in the water, is like where the waves break on the shore, so basically he landed on the sand. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaa then drink abit&lt;br /&gt;oh yah and then like the tree beside us like snapped and broke, i was like WTF WTF what HAPPEEN then slowly slowly realise. then act cool~. must right. then how.&lt;br /&gt;then go to play soccer at cage&lt;br /&gt;fucking mariam sia&lt;br /&gt;her shirt kanna blotched with this fuckin ugly boobstain&lt;br /&gt;thn lam got bring shirt, but is damn fuckin, fuckin, fUCKiN, ugly.&lt;br /&gt;so she make me wear la&lt;br /&gt;i give her my shirt she wear over, then i wear the fucking colourful shirt.&lt;br /&gt;seriously like gay la. wud fit straight right into gay parade sia.&lt;br /&gt;then i sit down and watch for a while, then play&lt;br /&gt;but fuck! i drunk already how to play sia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i kanna feild for a while, cb the ball hit me i also have like 1 second delay. is like 1 second delay on dota sia. like SHIT AH! PAIN AH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but again, must act cool~. must right. then how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that walk to macdonalds and eat for a while, then after that all take taxi GO HOME AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-8184728605106516828?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8184728605106516828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=8184728605106516828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/8184728605106516828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and marketing exam and economics presentation JEEBUSSS&lt;br /&gt;so much work just styudying now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the happenings in Perth&lt;br /&gt;cops over the long weekend ( that i was back in singapore for) haha&lt;br /&gt;newspaper came out that there were no speed cameras&lt;br /&gt;because of this thing called daylight savings&lt;br /&gt;basically because summer has longer days so they move it front one hour to get one extra hour for people. basically sun setting till 8/30 plus but then they had to change it back for the cameras&lt;br /&gt;so yaah&lt;br /&gt;but now they cracking down on speed to make up for it&lt;br /&gt;today driving saw like 1 speed camera liao&lt;br /&gt;and cops hiding with their headlights off wheni was driving home at 8pm o.o&lt;br /&gt;sneaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw note to all ffriends ,&lt;br /&gt;coming back in MAY for 2 WEEKS :)&lt;br /&gt;see ya soon babes&lt;br /&gt;bevvv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-2583581216429426893</id><published>2008-03-18T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:01:55.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOP</title><content type='html'>BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,&lt;br /&gt;BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,&lt;br /&gt;BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE&lt;br /&gt;BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE,BEVGOT-HISLICENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessss i got my licence. handed in the log book today and went for hazard and perception test, basically clicking when to stop, slow down or when its safe. if none of those then dont click&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED :))))))) so happy when i was at the counter. actually didnt hit me. its like one of those things where you so happy (or sad) it doesnt hit you at first hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;then i dropped mum home and then drove by myself to uni :)))))&lt;br /&gt;happy happyyayyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to get a car &gt;=] hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEVVV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-2583581216429426893?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2583581216429426893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6708792253186567955</id><published>2008-03-16T15:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:06:54.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARS, LICENCE</title><content type='html'>YUP YUP CAR LICENCE tomorrow monday :))) so excited&lt;br /&gt;logged in all my hours (here your meant to do 25 hours after you pass your practical test) then go for a Hazard and Perception Test which is computer, click when you should turn, stop slow down etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mum wants to buy a new car because the CRV honda very how to say.. very big and bulky, hard to drive sometimes etc, so she wants to get a new car ..&lt;br /&gt;Talked to dad about it and hes like yeah okay can go with her and choose.&lt;br /&gt;but dad say dont want buy me car cause he scared will spoil me O.O?? hahaha sian !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then MUM said if i get 80% in next economics test, she say no need buy family car but buy me new car so yeah must study hard haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. having dillema choosing a car, should i choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R9zQrxiuj3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UjkHxlnlYmk/s1600-h/Toyota_Supra_Targa_1995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R9zQrxiuj3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/UjkHxlnlYmk/s320/Toyota_Supra_Targa_1995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178243122021175154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                    Toyota Supra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OR THIS? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R9zQ5xiuj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/99ui9vwcTew/s1600-h/Nissan+Skyline+R34+GTR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R9zQ5xiuj4I/AAAAAAAAAAo/99ui9vwcTew/s320/Nissan+Skyline+R34+GTR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178243362539343746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Skyline r34 GT-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For quite some time i want the skyline, because of the light behind, is basically two circles like this Oo---oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R9zSVxiuj5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7gDBSeAGWFY/s1600-h/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R9zSVxiuj5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/7gDBSeAGWFY/s320/light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178244943087308690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeaah looks so so but if you see one of these things in real life you will be like HOLY SHIT. so sexy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so which one to get? Skyline or Supra? and one thing is that i only got auto licence (no time to learn manual), and here manual is better for cars like these. if you get auto skyline ppl see you like lan hahaha or so to say. skyline got r31, r32, r33 and r34. r34 is fastest esp GTR and latest. but ended production in those types already. but new ones coming out which is GT35 and 36 too.&lt;br /&gt;Supra is normally auto, which is a good thing and a fucking fast car. but the fucked up thing is that it is only 2 seater? if go out only can bring myself and one other person. and if that one other person is my brother then how about all my other friends? sian!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPRA VIDEOS:&lt;br /&gt;This video just information but the stock car.. nothing done to it&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iBdlistioc&lt;br /&gt;This vid got cars that are modified etc. basically what i want, turbo, blowout valve and the rims&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8uIAzfM3Cw&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;Blow out valve - the sound that comes out when you change gears :)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BaJ8vvOyArM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKYLINE VIDS&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p8c5QgXz09I&lt;br /&gt;Racing&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=utaaPbiyi2w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECISIONS DECISIONS!! which one to choose guyziess??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then if anyone comes to perth i can drive them around :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6708792253186567955?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6708792253186567955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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then police came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haha past few days has been only but bad news.. but thats life isnt it? when in singapore and the year started people saying that this year is bad for those born in 1990.. but last year 2007 was shit, but supposed to be good. hopefully this year is supposed to be bad but is good... thats life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it goes up then when it goes down it throws everything at you... haha funny isnt it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tomorrow need to go police station =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;whatevs mataa, speak to mah lawyer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;peace out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='yeah'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-2282062348994972981</id><published>2008-03-06T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:30:51.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOT PHASE 2</title><content type='html'>YAYY 6TH OF MARCH IS THE DAY I DID MY PRACTICAL DRIVING TEST&lt;br /&gt;:) PASSSSSED WOOHOOO&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 4 GOT 'V.GOOD' PERFECT HAHAHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for here must do hours , 25 hours of driving and theres a log book, then after that hazards and perceptions test which is computer :) then i can drive woohoo . and btw 25 hours im not doing all. i just got my licence today like after i drove home my instructor wrote down 1hour when we only drove only like half hour haha :) so first day 1.5 hours done :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get itt ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-2282062348994972981?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2282062348994972981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=2282062348994972981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/2282062348994972981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;BAHAHAHAHA lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7815863183796251307?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7815863183796251307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7815863183796251307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7815863183796251307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7815863183796251307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/03/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3323530229104466753</id><published>2008-02-29T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:39:17.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jokeroo.com/funnyvideos/crazy_town.html"&gt;http://www.jokeroo.com/funnyvideos/crazy_town.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH GO TO THAT LINK ABOVE ^^&lt;br /&gt;so fuckin funny lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk READ this AFTER video if you dont understand :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. doing interview then teres a crazy woman...&lt;br /&gt;2. then a crazy guy shouting&lt;br /&gt;3. then theres a bum sitting below the tree and tellin the woman to shut the fuck up&lt;br /&gt;ahhaaahahah crazy town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jokeroo.com/funnyvideos/owned_by_jamie_foxx.html"&gt;http://www.jokeroo.com/funnyvideos/owned_by_jamie_foxx.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another funny one hahaha lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-3323530229104466753?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3323530229104466753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3323530229104466753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for those who even read this blog.. i know it doesnt have pictures and isnt realy interesting.. but i dont care this blog is for me .. to read and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni flowing well these days... sometimes got 5 hour day including 3 hour fuckin lunch break -.- so sian sometimes. wish i could drive.. haha but one more month ^_^ hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss&lt;br /&gt;1. lunch break walk into pub... gues what happens.. two undercover cops ^_^ .. ask me for id and how old i am.. i say im 18.. then L.O.L they fuckin pull out their badges and im like shit .. then bla bla kanna fine 200 bux.. wtf for walking into a pub at UNI ?!?!? oh well whatever lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. after drinking , drove to macdonalds.. see the takeaway car line so long, then fuck it.. as we drive past to go out.. some idiot bumped my side mirror... lol and my crazy friend steve got out the car and pushed him and he walked forward and then he knocked him out... i still inside car cause i take key out of ignition and shit.. one look back, still standing, another look back hes on the ground. hahaha fucking steve so violent -..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siaaaaan... well going bak to do some study .. brother taking theory driving test tomorrrow ^_^ lol good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ppl bak in sg.. miss ya all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peashh out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6599230552053330391?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6599230552053330391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6599230552053330391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6599230552053330391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6599230552053330391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6327224095115200989</id><published>2008-02-22T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:58:34.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OMG I JUST WATCHED THE F**KIN FUNNIEST/CUTEST video hahahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone go &gt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1whKQBcnLiQ&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1whKQBcnLiQ&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ADD: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and on a another vid/note.. heres a sad video.. watch the full thing.. maybe for the girlies haha. (dont worry nothing explicit etc)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjGKzBe40Sw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjGKzBe40Sw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6327224095115200989?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6327224095115200989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6327224095115200989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6327224095115200989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6327224095115200989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/video.html' title='VIDEO'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6414882664437820402</id><published>2008-02-22T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:56:30.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVING LESSON</title><content type='html'>Another 10.30 to 12.30 lesson good thing now is that im free ^_^&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and DRIVING LESSON AT 1.pm! yeah for one hour yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;hopefully neverbang old lady with trolley..&lt;br /&gt;or run over a cat&lt;br /&gt;but its okay&lt;br /&gt;i am bevan shoemarker!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i pwned in b.net last night with TERRORBLAAAAADEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah! lolololollolo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6414882664437820402?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6414882664437820402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6414882664437820402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6414882664437820402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6414882664437820402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/driving-lesson.html' title='DRIVING LESSON'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7638706307614038385</id><published>2008-02-21T08:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:00:26.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORNING EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST WOKE UP ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SLEPT FROM LIKE 8PM LAST NIGHT TIL LIKE NOW 9.58AM.. like wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear i only meant to take a nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but its okay i had kinky dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time to get ready for lesson =\ damn today i end at like from 10.30 to 4.30, including lunch and breaks thouhg ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peace out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ps: my dota is like GODLIKE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7638706307614038385?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7638706307614038385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7638706307614038385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7638706307614038385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7638706307614038385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/trick.html' title='TRICK'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3292679248703940533</id><published>2008-02-19T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:38:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yup yup 'uni' started on yesterday ,, its not really 'uni' yet its a preparation course.. something like poly jc etc. so yeaah not bad .. few old friends in there but still fairly new.. our classroom is like a peice of portable building as i call it =.= like one of those portable classrooms.. not even made of concrete..  lol .. then inside all white white.. then got tables and chairs..just like a class room... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but yaahh so many people! so many. really. like as much as singapore. like little ants walking around ^_^ and also theres this place called 'Tavern' ... place for drinking and shit.. meaning i can get drunk and then go to class ^_^! haaha. but they got this beer caled Carlton.. my friends drink like 2-3 cups already tipsy.. is not my friend cannot drink but i think they put something in it hahaha no la.. anyways. quite cool D:D:D so different from school. more relaxed and more colourful..AND THE BEST THING ABOUT IT IS NO MORE UNIFORM! Different scene this morning when me and brother woke up.. me = home clothes, he = uniform ^_^ ekekekeke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah doing economics and marketing and management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have to study =.=  .. actually not that hard is what i learnt before in school which i failed ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hmm yeah today started at 8.30.. then jam after sending brother to school =.=.. but lucky i wake up like 7.30am l0l or else pai seh.. nbut nvr late la.. then finish already then met Jack then went to Garden city and went home and went to see if i had any writing books.. but no hab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then we agreed to meet at 11.30am, we left at around 11.10... but when i came back he not there.. so fuck la i wait outside.. then i was lie fuck hes not here.. then walk in and i saw him.. eating chiken wrap.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then lunch time we go tavern drink lol :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after classes.. around 2.45(suppose to end 3.30) teacher let us off early. then i sat outside wit jacks brother then he go up to a girl and just suddenly introduce himself la =.= poor girl must have been wtf so weird haha. but shes okay. then jack came from his lecture and then we stand there together watching ppl pass.. got this guy like weird... he kept passing his water botle one hand to the other.. like yay i got water bottle .. then we make jokes and laughh hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk la end of this peice...&lt;br /&gt;till something interestin happens =D&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: my dota skills r impr0ving many many. thks. tc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-3292679248703940533?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3292679248703940533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3292679248703940533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3292679248703940533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3292679248703940533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/uni-starts.html' title='Uni starts'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7414124061851852235</id><published>2008-02-15T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T19:37:27.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you say love is a strong word, but ill make it a strong word...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. slept at 7am..couldnt sleep so make it 7.30am.. woke up.. nth to do.. went back to sleep and woke up around 7.45pm -.- i shouldnt sleep late anymore! uni starting on fucking monday. right now im gonna call people see who wants to go out -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7414124061851852235?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7414124061851852235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7414124061851852235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7414124061851852235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7414124061851852235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-1937024627536135835</id><published>2008-02-15T04:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:06:54.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sicko!</title><content type='html'>hahaha so its 5.12am here and i talked to calvin.. he just came back from school.. then he say he actually dont wanna go to school... but then... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R7SghjKcHUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OTzPd5Nvwlg/s1600-h/calvin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166931170735955266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R7SghjKcHUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OTzPd5Nvwlg/s320/calvin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha then he say he dreamt he was holding his legs and then drown him HAHHAHAHAHA keith lol ...then he also say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvin says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahahha really la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvin says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dream we drown him and i holding his legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Calvin says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i feel dam bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bevvvvvv - GUESS WHOS BACK says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahah what the fuck u sicko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Calvin says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;KNN hold leg means sick den ji bite my ass to wake me up means wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvin says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;dam pain sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bevvvvvv - GUESS WHOS BACK says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahah ji where got bite your ass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CALVIN YOU FUCKING SICKO!! HAHAHA &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/2155377316123462275-1937024627536135835?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1937024627536135835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=1937024627536135835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/1937024627536135835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/1937024627536135835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/sicko.html' title='sicko!'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/R7SghjKcHUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/OTzPd5Nvwlg/s72-c/calvin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-3380808324698639036</id><published>2008-02-15T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:42:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNI ORIENTATION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOWOWOW.... today first day uni orientation... woke up like 8.30 then went to meet Dylan.. then walked into lecture with him and another friend..paiseh paiseh but funny funny. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thentalk talk talk ... kanna zone out... then i look around for any hot babes.. KNS none.. actually got one or two la.. but still KNS... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we walk tour.. then i had to go toilet..dyl follow me.. then we walk back into class then no together seat lor..then FUCK CHEEBAI i sit next to this weirdo.. seriously his hair like huge black moehawk.. sideburns blonde blonde one.. WTF .. YOU FUCK OFF!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but no choice.. teacher ask to partner someone i fuckin turn around and almost beg dylan to partner me.. then he say cannot go go with him .. ccb.. then i turn around , turn my frown upside down and smile and say 'Hi, whats your name' . The cb's name is Luke. then each people had to tell 3 things, 2 truths and 1 lie and the other partner guess. His one is 'my name is Luke %^$&amp;amp;^%4 (dunno wtf) , second is 'i am a RNB singer', then third one is dunno simi lanjiao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, of course this ccb with moehawk cannot be RNB singer right.. so i say you lie about RNB singer.. KANINA! turn out he really RNB singer.. yeah fuck you if you rnb singer i must be like americas top model contestant la ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, my 3 things is.. i like soccer, i have a dog and i like girls. CHEE BAI KNN he say i lie about liking girls. lucky he joking only . if not i fucking turn him upside down and fuckin sweep the floor. i think it would be possible la.. but newayz my lie was about the dog.. i no dog.! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then finish liao.. kaopeiz at 10.30, the thing say 12pm.. oh well good lor.. then we go smoke hehehe he give me and dyl. then called mum pick us up.. dyl walk home me and my friend go this shoppin mall called Garden City.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then i go install dota, which i am newb at, then i ask calvin then he teach me.. yay now i can play dota liao! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO WHO WANT TO PLAY WIT ME! I FUCK YOUR ASS AH!!! i rockkkkssszzzskszz.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until nex time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b.beh! n.beh! hahah&lt;/strong&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/2155377316123462275-3380808324698639036?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3380808324698639036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=3380808324698639036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3380808324698639036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/3380808324698639036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/uni-orientation.html' title='UNI ORIENTATION!'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-4224789112128245088</id><published>2008-02-13T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:34:54.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>there was one time when i was here my first girlfriend for 11 months cheated, and left me with one of my good friends.. i did alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;and someone told this to me... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is like a butterfly... chase it and it will fly away.. but stay still and it will come to you..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know she definitely didnt come back to me... but its still good advice for those people who can use it :) tc. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-4224789112128245088?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4224789112128245088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=4224789112128245088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4224789112128245088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4224789112128245088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-460265649550879415</id><published>2008-02-13T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:34:44.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the days</title><content type='html'>hmm hello all&lt;br /&gt;howsssit goingggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;valentines day is coming up.. but i have no valentine.. maybe if i was in singapore! but here like M.I.A for 2.5 months.. KANAsai! but its okay.. i think valentines day is for people with girlfriends or boyfriends.. they should make one day called Single day then got confirm alot of people celebrate and alot of fun ;) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up.. took bus to city to meet one of my best friends steve.. and keagan and damon..  damon looks scary.. he is like thai and veerry tan like daark brown.. then got tattoo and also got good physique cause he does muay thai.. like triad kia! pai kia! wha sehh! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then met them then keag had to go home so we met steve friends... one singaporean going back to do army in 8 does,, he kanna commando haha wish his the best.. but will be good for him cause he damn naughty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we take train going to beach side there.. then steve tell me all his fighting stories.. haha quite funnny but he so voilent sia -.- haha . then damon go around lookin for girls when waiting for train.. and when he see one he makes it so obvious .. then me and steve like pretend dont know him hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we go to the singaporean friends house.. nice sia got swimming pool and sand in it! so like beach. and then we go up liao drink beer abit only la.. then they pop pills -.- . aiyoo&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want la i dont like this kind of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had to go home lor.. orientation tomrorow seh! walk around see the uni and they tell you where is where. i hope got gym and shit.. so i can go gym and da bian... haha no la jokes. but hopefully its a nice place.. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh these 3 days that ive been back (wha seems like quite long that ive been away from SG).. has been peaceful. i can go outside my balcony and hear the trees and wind..then the nice nice sunset.. its really peaceful here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everynight since i came back been talking to K on the phone.. haha just talk and see what she doing and her friends lor.. its nice cause we talk so long that i feel that im there sometimes :) i miss going out late and shizzzz! but haiya. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend going out ! valentines day.. i dont know i meeting a friend then we play play be valentines haha but dw she already got BF.  and then weekend go out get drunkk and maybe go club lor!&lt;br /&gt;show them my shuffle skilz hahahaaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well see you soon (those who read my blog =\ dont think anyone haha but its okay, kat ask me to update one lor! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEVVY!~!~!~!~!~!~!~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-460265649550879415?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/460265649550879415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=460265649550879415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/460265649550879415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/460265649550879415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/days.html' title='the days'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-7809088014172936074</id><published>2008-02-11T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T03:05:10.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>king..</title><content type='html'>this trip back in singapore.. i realised alot of things that i have to do and need to do.. its my life, my fate.. the life i was born into and the things i have to fulfill. i was born into a fairly privelledged family, all thanks to dad being hardworking&lt;br /&gt;sometimes seeing him so stress makes me feel good and bad, bad that he is stressed etc. but he is fairly happy. good in a way that other that my dad have something to do everyday to prevent from being bored and leading a meaningless lifestyle, he is also my inspiration. i think that he is a good role model! one day i was going to work and asked him why need to go work so early -.- then he replied he needs to so that he can set a good example to his workers, come early! what if he always came late to work? his workers would take the same stance and come late too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing him so hardworking also makes me think, he has fulfilled his part in his life.. now what about me? being the oldest in both families. i think i have examples to set and things to complete... study study study.. thats one main thing. in my life i have never really been great in that area.. maybe because i had like a messy childhood and school in my early years wasnt my main concern, and then it slowly grew to me being lazy etc. i have to at least get into uni. how can the biggest not get into uni? surely lose face to everyone.. alot of fucking pressure man. especially in the area i am not good at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have to think positively.. if i get into uni and get a degree, i know i will accomplish a few things. i will probably feel satisfied, knowing that i have done something in life thats worth mentioning and am abe to continue to do big things.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle told me, no uni degree, no fun in life. which is true man.&lt;br /&gt;if you dont have a degree, you would probably work in some lousily paid job, a job that anyone can do, and get paid what? max 10 bucks an hour? then how the hell are you going to support your family when you are older? seriously? A MEANINGLESS LIFE! i see alot of people like that, and i feel bad. i put myself in their position. no fun. no fun working 10 hours a day for shit money. work 10 hours, every day, same job, same place, same routine. wouldnt you feel trapped too? you cant quit the job because thats the thing thats keeping you alive! no wonder suicide rate is high in singapore. cost is high which makes the pay seem fairly low!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once walking over to vivo city using an overhead bridge. i saw a old auntie sitting down on the side, selling tissue paper and eating her food with her hands. i felt like crying, i really did. it was so pitiful. i kept on walking. but i couldnt help it, i turned around and gave her some of my coins and then prayed to make sure she will be alright. she accepted it saying thank you thank you. soft spot for old ladies? yeah maybe. because i love my grandma alot. she took care of me when my parents were fighting and seperating when i was young. would used to sleep on the bed while she slept on the floor. would use to cook me noodles and we would watch tv until late, then grow tired and sleep. then she would buy me breakfast in the morning everytime without fail, either nasi lemak or friednoodles, then maybe follow her to the market haha. so cute. an old grandma with her grandson, walking hand in hand ^_^ i love her so much, really..so so much. she was with me during the thick and cruel times of my early childhood.         *&lt;em&gt;tearsinmyeyez*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;movin on...&lt;br /&gt;dad says he'll buy me a car if i get into uni, so i really hope i get in and do well :D:D&lt;br /&gt;see, things in my life are mostly set. i feel really fortunate and thankful.&lt;br /&gt;house,car,food, the basics in life, plus! alot of leisures ! but this time i have realised i cannot live life like this. everyday eat, sleep, have fun. i ask myself sometimes, whats the point in my life?&lt;br /&gt;i can say i have eaten, slept and had fun till im satisfied. but now to move on.. to doing things for yourself and by yourself. i cant depend on my dad forever, and am not wishing to. life wouldnt be fun, no challenge. no, no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try better this time. no more failing school after 5 years overseas and coming back and disapointing everyone, especially my mother. it sucks, feel so worthless and shit. but knowing its not your fault. its never your fault, just 'the way i are.' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not try, i have to. i cannot afford to fuck shit up!&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, its the thing i was born into. i have to do it, to do well and not let anyone down.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life you are just given that position, there is a reason, and the reason is no reason. its too bad, live with it and die with it.&lt;br /&gt;dad has done great things, and its now for me to follow expectations. its hard, but its true. human nature to see whats coming next. its all eyez on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. imagine being born into a family that was average.. being able to do anything you want. not being too rich to be lazy, not being too poor to suffer :p wouldnt that be great haha. 'mum, i wanna be a hairstylist!'  'okay no probs as long as your happy :)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess with the good comes with some of the bad.. you wouldnt be enjoying life as much as the richer people! lambos, ferraris, awesome house and nice food! life &lt;strong&gt;wouldnt &lt;/strong&gt;get better if you were rich life would be fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this singapore trip many people talked to me. seriously lol. about my life, what i have to acheive and more importantly what i can acheive.. things which everytime before they start talking, i go in my mind 'bla bla bla more asking me to study and shit same old same old'. but when you think of it, you slowly agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dads has done really well and successful. the question is now : do i wanna continue and expand what he's done or become a failure in life? a failure in life where he has been given everything and every opportunity? i hate regrets so i choose option one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive done alot of thinkin, this time. time alone and thinking, thinking in time alone. and most of the times i get this sudden rush of excitement of what i can do. haha sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. time to try hard. its easier said then done, specially with someone like me. i got no drive sometimes. i procrastinate. haha :) oh well, lets see how the journey goes. just remember to be strong and accept whats comin, overcome it and get it over and done wit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bevvv signing out with some late night thoughts.. considering its like 4.03am and 3.0am in singapore. and by the fuckin way, missing that place so fucking much, especially the people. but its okay, ive already given kat and song calls which make me feel better. both are always there for me :) thanks guyzies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catchyouz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-7809088014172936074?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7809088014172936074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=7809088014172936074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7809088014172936074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/7809088014172936074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/king.html' title='king..'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-5535708693804491419</id><published>2008-02-10T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T17:25:05.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN PERTH!</title><content type='html'>IM BACK IN PERTH! how??&lt;br /&gt;its crazy.. like i cant believe it, the last time i saw this place is when i was sad and thinking that i would leave all my friends because of the army, even had a going away party and telling people that i will probably not see them again...&lt;br /&gt;but now im back! its not a bad thing but its jus so much to handle hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;anw, i miss the people back in singapore already. my friends who made me laugh and shit.&lt;br /&gt;SONG YUAN AKA SY , JI AKA GAY BOY DRUNKARD! AND ALWAYS PUT EXCLAMATION MARK! LAM! KEITH! MARIAM! NGIAM! SHIKAI! KAT&amp;amp;FRIENDS!! SHAN!!  MICHELLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha fuck its been a crazy trip man.. like i remember the first day i came back..the night before got drunk like hell and then sleepin like 2 hours waking up still fuckin drunk, checking in and walking around drunk, boarding drunk and KO'ed on the plane... woke up and im drivin home with pa from airport... then first glance of sentosa house (WHICH IS LIKE FUCKING NICE) then seeing my baby sister again... and shit.. okay la cant really reemember the first few days honestly.. but its crazy.. i miss my friends.. i been with them for like 2.5 months and its like i became part of their life...  just go out and have fun.. call each other fuck all to do just SLACK AH!!! interesting bunch of bastards!  hahaha... damnit! lam funny...ji gay...songyuan EMO AH!! hahahaha jks la BRUUDE! hahahahahaha 'knnccb'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i also met alot of people haha. or maybe got a lot closer to them! working with songyuan and jiji... fun sia..everytime go IT server room sleep.. remember one time 3 of us sleep in the fukin tiny cramp room hahaha fuckin slackers...lams bullshit.. playing pool..shikai damn naiive.. HAHA.. like little boy sia.. aiya fuck la see la! miss you guys so much talk so much shit liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change change change.. nex topic... oh yeah chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;party at sentosa house at 7th..neighbour also got party so like mega party la..then all left then me keith kat michelle mariam ji song jas all gambling and drinkin haha and sing song!&lt;br /&gt;then another party at another house.wha sian. then darryl and his gf follow me father fetch to cinelesure.. they go club i go watch movie wtf?? i wanna be 18... fuck la even ma18+ cannot watch.. dont worry ! ME AND SONG 9 MORE MONTHS AH BRO! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then last night of my trip&lt;br /&gt;left 'dms' house.. good guy haha very funny.. leon etc that whole group v funny and good people too haha! leon cook dinner then one dish after one dish.. byt he time he finish one dish the one before cold liao.. then took like friggin 3 hours to cook la.. by the time the food like almost rotten already.. but its okay, good effort leeelee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then left and then met song, ji keith and mariam at outside coffee club lol. then i forgot lam left la! then try to ask for him then remembered.. eh yo lam you bitch! make more songs then nex time we go recording studio hor! ~PiKtUrEs Of OuR MeMoRIeS! times of what we used to be!~ is how our song went ahaha cool man!&lt;br /&gt;then after met them i go waynes house la.. herd got party mah ask me to come!&lt;br /&gt;then arrived liao like so many ppl -.- then like figured out shitt i dont know anyone how! then saw darryl but then he going mos! wtf BITCH!!!?!?!? but nevermind lor just stay for a while.. then go inside saw darryls brother! then we play cards hahaha i of course the best la.. we play drinkin game.. if the card put down on the stack is like 2.. then you say whether the nex card higher or lower la.. but 2 of course the lowest,,ace the highest (15) .. lose then drink one sip. if like double numbers come out like 8 and 8 the you drink two times lor! anyways drink drink drink..from like 12am i raeched to like 5am.. seriously sia i think i can drink alot.. not show off or anything lah! but seh! i empty stomach drink leh.. even tho quite high but like never anyhow anyhow sia.. then the rest of the ppl drunk lor..then act tough lor..ccb irritating la! stop acting like fuckin kids la 20 yr old still wanna act tough fight fight fight.. waste time somemore.. seriously la drunk  want to fight.. one punch you fall down down liao la cb! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat and shan stayed with me.. ji left early.. kanna face red cannot drink one lor! like fuckin tomato sia ! then he go home haha. then we stay then the dad came back.. aiya then left for home drunk as shit.. slept for like 10 minutes..stepmum woke me up then i yelled at her quite rude.. but i fuckin got the hate-the-world attitude when i wake up seriously.. like everyone haha. anyways then went to airport&lt;br /&gt;song and ji at term 2 then come meet us.. thanks kat shan ji and song for coming! even though you get to see me like 5 minutes again! hahaha funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;then airplane sit nex to 2 apu neh neh but its  okay la they lend me pen so its okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya type alot liao la.. sitting here in front of my comp in perth.. sibei reminisce la! shit!&lt;br /&gt;okay okay peace out!&lt;br /&gt;bevbev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-5535708693804491419?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5535708693804491419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=5535708693804491419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/5535708693804491419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/5535708693804491419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-in-perth.html' title='BACK IN PERTH!'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-1221838139544360789</id><published>2008-02-06T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:12:15.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh and i forgot to add. while driving back saw an orange lambo. fuck fuck dad faster buy one please! talking in the car he was saying 'hmm wonder what car i should buy next, my friend once asked me whether he should buy the 5 series or 7 series, then i said if you can afford it buy the better one because from 40-50 must drive good car haha'   &lt;br /&gt;then i say hmm maybe bently? then he say cannot later look like his the driver HAHA which is so true. people with bently cannot drive the car. they will get judged as the driver haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw the lambo again a distance away, then i say BUY LAMBO LA! then he say you think? i so old how can buy? then i say your never too old to buy lambo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he ask how much. and whether he should buy one! then i shake head but not saying no but shaking head because like confirm SUI AH!!!!!!!!! imagine that! then i say yeaa buy! i think about 1 mill or 1.2? hahah then he say wow then can buy like 5 or 4    7 series, can whole family drive like one whole 7 series fleet ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fuck. lambo. fuck fuck fuck everytime i see one i stop in my tracks and admire/dr00l!! i swear! i want one i want i want i want i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for everyones info, as many cant spell  its spelt  L&lt;strong&gt;amborghini&lt;/strong&gt;! not frikkin lambogini or lumbogini, lambhorgini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha useless people who cant spell!&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;br /&gt;bev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-1221838139544360789?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1221838139544360789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=1221838139544360789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/1221838139544360789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/1221838139544360789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohh-and-i-forgot-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-6688310814545569703</id><published>2008-02-06T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:57:57.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool!</title><content type='html'>haha hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;second post i dont even know why im doing this blog shit but maybe its cause it seems like  ~ DA TrEND! MAAN!!!!! ~ COOOo0ll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had work so after that ji had work so then i decided to meet K at bugis so dad ddrove us to bugis and then ji alighted.. then K messaged me saying K is at simlim.. so i decided not to alight.. but after much thinking might as well leave with ji. then lucky the traffic light damn long so give me enough time to think, then cannot find ji then fucking call him and found out he like standing beside me!  then talk talk abit then his bus 12 come and then i waited for K&lt;br /&gt;then she came said she recognised me by my tail but diff colour ?? my colour is nice maan! but fucking different i miss my ang moh hair =[[[[[[[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm then walk around walk walk and then K say K is hungry so we go eat mos burger -.- after being unable to find pasta mania which has converted to NYDC SINCE I LEFT! WHAAAT ! BITCH!  so she eat rice burger. like. wtf. rice burger is like shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnn sian liaao talk about cars then go to K's house. cool! never been to her house before but very cosy. bahahaha then i lie on her bed then found her dairy. then put a pillow in front of it so she wouldnt know. but it worked! hahahaha then after taht she realised then she told me she thought i was lookin at the pillow or something. hrrm am i that weird for her to think that way! ahahaha bullshit maan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watch some stupid c walk video then we sian liao go outside watch tv . then put on song and i danced around kat . hahaha lol . but then idance until very nice she never see? wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go meet her friends.. but i abit shy cuz i dont really know them and just meet them second time but they are nice haha and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is chinese new year's eve.. wow fast. just woke up at my other house after crashing there cuz dont wanan go back to sentosa. lots of old memories at that house really. then papa picked me up and went hougang to eat lunch with step-family aha. and fuckkk man like so many new babies! so cute one girl and one boy hahaha so cute . kk la talking like a fuckin girl now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home right now and waiting for dads side family to come and eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do except to 'breathe' and write blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house party on the 7th at sentosa house. gonna be fucking great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-6688310814545569703?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6688310814545569703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=6688310814545569703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6688310814545569703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/6688310814545569703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/cool.html' title='cool!'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2155377316123462275.post-4599369546838368666</id><published>2008-02-05T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T01:29:40.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STARTING OF THIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first post to mark my first post and the begginning of this blog! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5th feb 2008! thx meow for making it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bev&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2155377316123462275-4599369546838368666?l=bevvvvvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4599369546838368666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2155377316123462275&amp;postID=4599369546838368666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4599369546838368666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2155377316123462275/posts/default/4599369546838368666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bevvvvvan.blogspot.com/2008/02/starting-of-this.html' title='STARTING OF THIS'/><author><name>Le/.K.K.;UR;/E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15945826804020591943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g25GXgw_7Dk/StF-EUKqPkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RG1OPqC5YDo/S220/4904_88800474212_513454212_1966744_4576206_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
