<?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-6772476097181921232</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:21:15.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel The Intense Heat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-1393651790499205445</id><published>2009-06-25T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:42:55.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers Movie = Pretty Good</title><content type='html'>Woots, I'm back! Just watched the Transformers Movie 2 : Revenge Of The Fallen. Awesome man! I didn't believe that the Live newspaper gave it a rating of HALF A STAR. Stupid right? I want to kill the guy/lady. JKJK. I feel that the movie was pretty good. You know what? I'm going to summarise it in point form. If you don't like spoilers, RUN AWAY! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-"The Fallen" is actually a robot that wanted to have his revenge over the humans. &lt;br /&gt;-His disciple is non other than Megatron.&lt;br /&gt;-A millenia ago, the Primes and also "The Fallen" spread all over he universe, looking for a Sun to use to gain energy to carry on its species. &lt;br /&gt;-"The Fallen" came to Earth wanting to use the Sun. But they had a war with primitive Man.&lt;br /&gt;-In order to use the Sun and obtain its energy, The Matrix was used.&lt;br /&gt;-The Primes, sealed the Matrix in a Tomb in Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;-The last Prime alive, Optimus Prime gets killed by Megatron.&lt;br /&gt;-Sam sees symbols in his head which actually shows him where to go to find the Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;-He uses the Matrix to revive Optimus in the final battle against the Fallen.&lt;br /&gt;-Ex-decepticon robot, jetfire is revived to help decode the symbols. (cranky old robot)&lt;br /&gt;-Inn the final battle, Optimus gets an extreme upgrade when Jetfire sacrifices his body to Optimus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-1393651790499205445?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1393651790499205445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=1393651790499205445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1393651790499205445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1393651790499205445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-movie-pretty-good.html' title='Transformers Movie = Pretty Good'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8938082803468049311</id><published>2009-06-23T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:22:21.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, it's been a while since i last updated. So, let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the arrival of our new KIA CERATO FORTE. I kinda miss our old car. Sniff. This new car is so fat, my parents can't park the car straight. So sad.... Anyway, what else... Oh yeah passed by the showroom for last payment and spotted an indian man viewing our car. If he buys it, and we see it on the road... SO SADDD.... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated father's day at aunts house. Quite fun la. Atok' so quiet sia. LOTS TO EAT.. WOOHOO!!! the next day, went to another aunts house to EAT some more. I'm starting to wonder how come I eat like a monster and not grow fat. The guys (yup, you too kai.) were there on both days. So, we weren't so lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already went for my dentaal appointment at school yesterday. THREE FILLINGS. That's right. Drill three holes. Fill three holes. Didn't hurt that much. So YAHOO!. In primary school, kinda hurt. Yeowch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nothing else, really. I just want to enjoy myself on the last weekk of the holidays. That's right. NO EXTRA HOLIDAYS. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the premiere of transformers. Gonna watch it with Kai and the others. So Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;em&gt;insert name here&amp;gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-8938082803468049311?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8938082803468049311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=8938082803468049311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8938082803468049311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8938082803468049311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-its-been-while-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-6087354629011025672</id><published>2009-06-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:10:13.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hais.. So boring</title><content type='html'>Hey dudes and dudettes, nice to meet you guys again. I'm really awfully bored. How's your holidays. LOL. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you know what? Speaking of holidays, truthfully speaking, in my life, THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A HOLIDAY. It's just one of those days where&amp;nbsp;i get extra hours for doing MORE WORK. Sad right? Who needs a hug? LOL.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, if you guys want to know what i've been doing, it's my pleasure to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOUSE CHORES, HOMEWORK, ASSESSMENT BOOKS, MORE CHORES and most importantly, GET YELLED AT. :(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back already? Oh okay. Uhm, what else. Oh yeah. This garbage needs a makeover. I might consider changing the blogskin. So, yeah. Oh yeah, leave a tag while you're here. So with that, BYEBYE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-6087354629011025672?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6087354629011025672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=6087354629011025672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6087354629011025672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6087354629011025672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/hais-so-boring.html' title='Hais.. So boring'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8098845760856073738</id><published>2009-06-09T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:07:21.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Over Flowers???</title><content type='html'>Due to the overwhelming number of people watching this show, I declare that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering what this Korean epic show has got to do with someone like me. Well you know what??? I WATCHED THE WHOLE GODDAMN SEASON WAYYYY BEFORE THE SHOW WAS RELEASED ON CHANNEL U. So you know what? TAKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show's really nice. Romantic. Dramatic. I would rate it 5/5. FANTASTIC!!!!! If you want to know the ending, you can always call me. I'll be glad to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I GTG BYE. (lazy to update about my day"-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-8098845760856073738?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8098845760856073738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=8098845760856073738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8098845760856073738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8098845760856073738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/boys-over-flowers.html' title='Boys Over Flowers???'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-6739072005264374706</id><published>2009-06-05T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:08:58.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holiday Update - 1st week so far</title><content type='html'>Hey people. It was great so far. Really tiring but kinda bored at home. UPDATES coming right up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay emas camp at pulau ubin. MAN, that was awesome. Took the bumboat and the stupid uncle go stop halfway. boat go up and down. woohs.&amp;nbsp; first we cooked roti jala/kirai and also kuih dadah. i eat a lot of them aat home so i knew how to cook. when i do demo, paiseh sia. the skin tear while i was trying to scoop it up. "-_-&amp;nbsp; After that we do ketupat. 1 word. FAILURE. i cannot do sia. forgot. &lt;br /&gt;after that, go for a walk at chek jawa, really nice view and all until we came across a... at the end.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; CREEPY SIA...&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch and ate chicken rice (man that was delicious) and went for the traditional games.i only want to talk about the gasing part. DAMN funny. we play in the house. me azheem haziq were in the same group. 90% of the time when we throw the gasing hit something like a tin can or a water bottle or even the door.&lt;br /&gt;the last stop was doing batik painting. i dare say that mine sucked. BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the humour thing but i dont really want to talk about it. there was also the silat thing. and i dont want to talk about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite interesting. we had a trip to taman warisan.took pictures but really lazy to upload. after that me azheem haziq wen to eat at prime prata and went to punggol plaza when i met my cousin. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days after that were REALLY boring. spending hours at the computer. well, i'm going out soon. so yeah. GOOD night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-6739072005264374706?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6739072005264374706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=6739072005264374706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6739072005264374706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6739072005264374706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-holiday-update-1st-week-so-far.html' title='June Holiday Update - 1st week so far'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-5963246966478667092</id><published>2009-05-30T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:48:11.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET THE HOLIDAYS BEGIN</title><content type='html'>Greetings, my fellow blog readers. Welcome to my blog. I have good news and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that the June Holidays have started! 1 whole month of relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is that I have homework to do and the first week involves excursions and what not. PITY THE LITTLE DUDE. Tiring you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven't really planned what to do for the day. And I had to skip the Cedar Sports Carnival. If you wish to know, I do not wish to speak about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really excited. yesterday, I collected my report book. man, troublesome. It was so embarrassing. Mother kept complaining about my results in front of the teachers. HAH, SO PAI SEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charity bazaar on thursday was quite a success.. I got wasted by the water bombs. I love getting wet!!! "-_-&lt;br /&gt;At around 10.20, me azheem wenli haziq tammy and eunice went to the haunted house of ms razie's class. so funny!!! i said o all the "ghosts" i met. han jie(student coucil president) droppd his head on me when we sat down, towards the end.. quite heavy. felt like shaking him off. someone grabbed my leg from under the table. and guess what? i pulled the hand and slammed it against the table leg. SO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i dont really have anything else tto say. so good bye! and keep tagging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-5963246966478667092?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5963246966478667092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=5963246966478667092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5963246966478667092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5963246966478667092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-holidays-begin.html' title='LET THE HOLIDAYS BEGIN'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8663216933790299953</id><published>2009-05-18T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:17:14.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.. The fun's over..</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, exams just finished recently. And i was hoping to get lots of rest. Unfortunately, time's up already. School continues tomorrow and i don't quite like it. Oh well, looks like i have to wait for the next weekend. I'm really exhausted. Let's look back at what happened during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what now? i guess this is it. goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-8663216933790299953?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8663216933790299953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=8663216933790299953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8663216933790299953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8663216933790299953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-funs-over.html' title='Sigh.. The fun&apos;s over..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-6464421896942423071</id><published>2009-05-15T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:32:13.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS are over!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's about time.... But, exams are finally over after months of anticipation. That simply means.. PARTY TIME!! Raise the roof!! OOH OOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i did celebrate the end of the exams. and boy, it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and azheem and haziq and anna and lynn and wenli went out to relax after two whole weeks of examinations. we watched a movie, ate lunch, took pictures and emo-ed and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. i'm not gonna tell you the details in case i get into trouble. Go check out those i've mentioned. till then, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't kill my taboard.. I"M NOT DESPERATE.. I JUST FEEL SORRY FOR MY TAGBOARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-6464421896942423071?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6464421896942423071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=6464421896942423071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6464421896942423071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6464421896942423071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-over.html' title='EXAMS are over!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-4115802541286771276</id><published>2009-05-08T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:31:17.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams. detest.....</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, its exam week and you all know what that means. thats right. STRESS. everybody's gonna suffer from this crisis. who shall save us? no one. hahahaha. lame. "-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one whole week of exams really tired me out. but taking a break with my guys really calmed me down. i'll just give a rough idea of what happened after school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday-went to tammy's house to study. i almost fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday-hmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenesday-go geylang east library to study. also went east point and hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;thursday-went to airport to chillax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today-went to marine parade library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i emoed like 90% of the time... so yeah. i'm in bbig trouble for using the com. so i gtg.bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-4115802541286771276?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4115802541286771276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=4115802541286771276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/4115802541286771276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/4115802541286771276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-detest.html' title='Exams. detest.....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8516642263436118264</id><published>2009-05-03T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:13:17.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Happy Birthday to me! (two days ago)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Two days ago......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He wanted the ultimate birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fell asleep...."-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps. Yes indeed it was my birthday two days ago. &lt;br /&gt;to those who wished me a good birthday, many thanks. to those who didn't, well... GOOD LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and my family went out for dinner. First, we went to metro sale 'cause apprently, my sisters and mother wanted to go. So, me and dad.. Sad story for us. eventually, we bought more stuff than the ladies. (TAKE THAT LOSERS!!! JKJK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to eat at lohn john silver's at hougang mall. the cashier was really nice. but i could sense the feeling of being pissed off. well, she managed to hide it from everyone else but not me... CAUSE I AM THE BIRTHDAY BOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1Rh3wxYyI/AAAAAAAAADM/h-Gk4v8AY0s/s1600-h/DSC00421%5B2%5D" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, i don't want to explain anything else. Cause i dont know what to. so, uh.. bye. Good luck for your exams and what not. 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(two days ago)'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sf1SD8VjY3I/AAAAAAAAADU/4IEW6u1-8Ho/s72-c/DSC00424%5B2%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-5231255258212979743</id><published>2009-04-24T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:14:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day to day.... Exactly one week to ME B'DAY!</title><content type='html'>before i begin, yes. what you see in the title is indeed true. my birthday is always on a holiday. so, i can relax, but i won't feel the thrill of enjoying it with me "homies". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today, i got back history test and indeed i had the lowest score, a miserable fail. but nevermind, FAILURE IS A STEP CLOSER TO SUCCESS! so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at PE we were supposed to thrash the &lt;em&gt;opponent&lt;/em&gt; (muahaha) but in the end we ended up jogging three rounds around the school perimeter. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, we stayed back a while and later chilled out with haziq and azheem..... we took the same bus as wenli and apparently, she was eager to leave the bus (what's the big deal??) we relaxed at TM and later T1. azheem haziq and me took a bus to serangoon interchange. azheem dropped off somewhere at tampines. we chilled. bought crackers and went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats pretty much it. so goodbye. and on 30 april or 1 may, don't forget to wish me happy birthday. i have a feeling its not gonna be a great one. so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-5231255258212979743?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5231255258212979743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=5231255258212979743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5231255258212979743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5231255258212979743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-to-day-exactly-one-week-to-me-bday.html' title='The day to day.... Exactly one week to ME B&apos;DAY!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-5667868794312189694</id><published>2009-04-20T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:05:17.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday and obviously, TODAY........</title><content type='html'>You must be really bored that I keep saying "HEY GUYS!" or stuff like that. Today, it's gonna be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GREETINGS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, that was different, was it? HAHAHAHAHA. LAME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was great. I haad great dinner. CHILLI CRAB, FISH, MASHED POTATOES...... and ice kacang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kae zy was definitely what i call the ice kacang maniac. she broke down the ice and kept laughin like a maniac hahahahahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;she added so much colouring, it looked like paint! our teeth and tongue turned blue and was hard to wash off!! NOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today, me and haziq were chitchatting in the bus, when this fat lady sat on the chair in front of us so forcefully, the chair made a loud sound as though it exploded. lolololol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, that's it! i gotta go asap. my mum is gonna slaughter me bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-5667868794312189694?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5667868794312189694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=5667868794312189694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5667868794312189694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5667868794312189694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-and-obviously-today.html' title='Yesterday and obviously, TODAY........'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-9113356576158193923</id><published>2009-04-18T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:31:52.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TK SPORTS DAY. JENGJENGJENG.....</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. thanks for the dramatic music. Welcome to another post of.... My-Flaming-Life.blogspot.com, organised by Blaze a.k.a Firzan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, yesterday was ****ing fun. We waited for wenli to finish her history retest yesterday after school which ended early. there was me haziq azheem anna and lynn. after wenli was done, which se said ended early, we took 43 (i think) to PP. we walked around like some weirdos (mostly me) and later went to 77th street and they wanted to buy bands and i was like "remember! window shopping!" and i suppose all are angry at me! hahaha. save money! my mother must have brainwashed me! just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we took 197 to bedok interchange and when we turned around to see what bus was behind us.. OMG 31!!!!&amp;nbsp; HAZIQ!!! Then, we reached bedok interchange at around 2.20 and rushed to take 24 to the stadium. it was really fun at the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, when they tested the gun, it scared the crap out of me as i had my back turned. later, wenli and anna and lynn came to einstein area and well, nothing much really happened. i drank so many cups of milo, i went to the toilet&amp;nbsp; a few times. Hey, bladder full lah! Later wenli and lynn came back so i grabbed milo for her. and what else ah.... hmmm.... oh yeah. karthi was acting like so hilarious. i was laughing so hard was rolling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, was the cheering. rutherford's mascot had an R on his ass. it could have been his back but it just had to be his ass. hahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, me haziq tammy eunice azheem wenli anna syafiq david (any more?) went home eunice took bus halfway, david and syafiq walked home. in the end me haziq azheem anna wenli tammy went to interchange. wenli and tammy take bus. me haziq anna azheem took the same mrt home. on the way to bedok station, haziq talked about some stuff which i dare not say in front of all you readers. anna dropped off at aljunied, azheem dropped off at paya lebar is it? me and haziq changed to NEL by outram park. We stood at the back looking at the railway tracksand talking about stuff. i dropped off at serangoon while haziq got off at buangkok. in the end i reached home at around 7.50 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my haircut by daddy and i can finally do a nice mohawk although its not really that long. but nvm, who cares!&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;well that's it so good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-9113356576158193923?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9113356576158193923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=9113356576158193923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/9113356576158193923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/9113356576158193923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/tk-sports-day-jengjengjeng.html' title='TK SPORTS DAY. JENGJENGJENG.....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-3568775567682485068</id><published>2009-04-18T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:42:57.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh.</title><content type='html'>Hello, everybody! I am only here to clear up this mess.&amp;nbsp;you might notice some arguments between missk and me and maybe azheem, but please ignore that as it is a personal matter(well, not really). And to missk, please do not mess up my tagboard anymore. I know i am a terrible, immature person and thank you for helping me realise that (even though i knew that already) and you know&amp;nbsp;what? I wish not to pursue this matter any further as this is what you call "immature". I will try to be less immature and more sophisticated like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missk, i truly apologise for all of these matters. if it disturbs you, please do not bother to comment and leave. thank you and truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-3568775567682485068?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3568775567682485068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=3568775567682485068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3568775567682485068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3568775567682485068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html' title='ugh.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-407886083717813205</id><published>2009-04-15T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:52:38.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey guys, it's been a while.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently not gonna make another emo post. So, lucky for you. However, Dong Hwan shall be my potential target. So, oh yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he was like the ultimate bastard today and Karthi, Hanish, me etc were freaking pissed off with his nonsense. He was being the idiot he was as usual. And today, Ms Razie tried to solve the problem between karthi and Dong Hwan and the whole class was like gathering around to hear the "court session". HAH... Funny stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day was awfully normal. Nothing much really. So, good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm seriously begging you. Keep tagging. Don't cause the horrible young death of a lonely tagboard.. *SNIFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;ßlåzê ðñ £ïrê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-407886083717813205?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/407886083717813205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=407886083717813205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/407886083717813205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/407886083717813205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guys-its-been-while.html' title='Hey guys, it&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-205934519835148353</id><published>2009-04-04T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:35:27.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parliament house photo shoot.</title><content type='html'>We did not literally enter the building. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Blaze here and today i'm gonna tell you bout the photo shoot. i posted a title with no contents recently about this so many apologies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought dad's 40d along and it was awkward. Being the only few with a dslr. lol, you dont care about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started off near parliament house and waited for mr peng. i was with ivan ahmad kumar and karan and me karan and kumar were laughing at mr peng's shirt cause it had the playboy bunny logo. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den they collected cameras and we went on to sir stamford raffles statue and the singapore river. apparently we were supposed to take pics about themes, "reflection" and "contrast".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just skip everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pics someday. and if you wanna see my masterpieces, just tell me&lt;br /&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/6772476097181921232-205934519835148353?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/205934519835148353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=205934519835148353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/205934519835148353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/205934519835148353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterdays-photo-shoot.html' title='Parliament house photo shoot.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-2385071758629437946</id><published>2009-04-02T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:10:26.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dammit</title><content type='html'>Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fxcking fed up. and i think i just shed a tear. i seriously can't take it anymore and you're probably thinking what the hell this retarded freak talking about. well i'll not be telling you so i'd better get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in the mood to blog either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fxck my life. i should change my nickname...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-2385071758629437946?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2385071758629437946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=2385071758629437946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2385071758629437946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2385071758629437946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-dammit.html' title='Oh dammit'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-3847458154668789596</id><published>2009-04-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:28:34.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My flames are extinguished...</title><content type='html'>Sigh, oh hello people. i'm not really in the mood to blog but i think you have the right to know what has happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to talk about why i'm being so moody. today was awfully normal. except for morning where they locked us out from the classroom. i was on the verge of knocking the door down when syafiq pulled the door open. i was really frustrated. i came in. threw my bag. and from what i was told, there was a five second silence. in the end, me azheem and syafiq came back to bang the door open. and next thing we new...it was perfectly normal. karthi was scolded by the cleaner and well uhm, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was normal and uh... wait..walked with the girls to bubble tea shop, follow haziq go 7-11 then..wat ah? oh yeah! gastric pains! man i felt like want to.....go toilet. but 7-11 where got toilet.. oh man. so went home and do some important business lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my crappish day.. as i have said to a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;My flames have been extinguished...&lt;/u&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/6772476097181921232-3847458154668789596?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3847458154668789596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=3847458154668789596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3847458154668789596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3847458154668789596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-flames-are-extinguished.html' title='My flames are extinguished...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-1999809835788172875</id><published>2009-03-27T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:19:02.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that.. AVENGED SEVENFOLD ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>Duh, I'm just stating the obvious here. Azheem, you're gonna like this.&amp;nbsp;They are the BOMB, man! Best songs? Definitely Unholy Confessions and Afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thunderaudioinc.com/images/Artists/AvengedSevenfold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://www.thunderaudioinc.com/images/Artists/AvengedSevenfold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.thunderaudioinc.com/images/Artists/AvengedSevenfold.jpg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ii="true" src="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg"&gt;http://c2.api.ning.com/files/sOs14p*bqpLxERf82*EiTPGobpmhBvpP0iNCQQ*DS*Abu7VppxAtRdZI26VLy1D*p1A2nTalrO6Dnv6VaveRmRKRG4YixXLE/A7XBackground1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I told you that Avenged Sevenfold rocks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-1999809835788172875?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1999809835788172875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=1999809835788172875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1999809835788172875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1999809835788172875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-you-know-that-avenged-sevenfold.html' title='Did you know that.. AVENGED SEVENFOLD ROCKS!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-3701863120590629357</id><published>2009-03-27T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:55:42.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dong Hwan= Vulgar???</title><content type='html'>OK, before i start my day, as stated in the title, did dong hwan use vulgarities??? well, actually yes. i don't really know about everyday but today...big time. it wasn't really an insult but he just said the word. so yeah. woah. and uh i told other people that i was going to wirte about his crisis and it so happened that Dong Hwan behind me one time. WHO CARES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE WORD FOR TODAY IS "F**K"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Cited from Ka Dong Hwan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today wasn't half bad so no use talking about it so.. GOOD BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY PLEASE NOTE : PLEASE DON'T LET MY TAGBOARD DIE. THERE HASN'T BEEN ANY COMMENTS IN DAYS. SO PLEASE COMMENT AND HAVE A NICE DAY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-3701863120590629357?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3701863120590629357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=3701863120590629357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3701863120590629357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3701863120590629357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/dong-hwan-vulgar.html' title='Dong Hwan= Vulgar???'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-1597199002027155819</id><published>2009-03-16T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:17:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Holidays BEGIN!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY.. The holidays have begun! Although it's a short one, I suppose all of us can have fun, don't you think. On the first weekend of the holiday, i was working for like 7 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah there was this funny thing that happened during pe on thursday. brendon accidentally kicked the ball into tkgs field and he had to go and retrieve it. here's a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313634230120545906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sb3SLfCw_nI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OCzFomvxrQk/s320/DSC00241%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;Ah, funny stuff. well, i've got homework for the holidays and i simply detest it. i have to come up with 8 poems and so far i've only done 2. "-_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my classmates are going escape and i can't go!  :'( boohooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so well, i've got nothing else to say, i think i'll just go cry. bye..sob&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-1597199002027155819?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1597199002027155819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=1597199002027155819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1597199002027155819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1597199002027155819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-holidays-begin.html' title='Let the Holidays BEGIN!!!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/Sb3SLfCw_nI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OCzFomvxrQk/s72-c/DSC00241%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-1294877699452519983</id><published>2009-03-09T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:13:11.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The weekends were pretty rough. working again. wedding photography. 17 hours of work. i can't descibe the tiredness i am feeling right now. anyway i took some great pictures and my personal favourite was this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311159411448748226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SbUHWFDgGMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Vtt25UH7LFQ/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, ah? Pro right. Eh, don't mess with me. 6 years of experience k? This picture was taken byt me. ORIGINAL. HAha apart from that nothing to say. so, bye. i'll write again some other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-1294877699452519983?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1294877699452519983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=1294877699452519983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1294877699452519983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1294877699452519983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/working.html' title='Working....'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SbUHWFDgGMI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Vtt25UH7LFQ/s72-c/IMG_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-1822182627705435808</id><published>2009-03-06T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:51:40.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK FROM CAMP HEYOO!</title><content type='html'>Welcome me people!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Camp flashback! (NOTE: I will not specifically go through any precise details unless i feel that it is necessary. So thank you for your co-operation.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Day 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Woke up at 5.30 to mentally prepare myself for the day. So, i board the bus, not so full (yay)! at school, i so blur i didn't know where to go. OKOK wait. i'll skip to the camp part. this is unnecessary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, on the way to the campsite, right after the cemetery, one of the other buses broke down. CREEPY!!!&lt;br&gt;Our trainer’s names were Rio and JK(rio’s real name was herman).The campsite was pretty big. and uh, we went to the multi purpose hall for a briefing and then we went to our dorms for the guys (girls stayed in a-huts hahahaha lame!) there was a double deck wooden bunk for us to place our things and we soon changed out of our pants into trackpants.&lt;br&gt;Then, we had our lunch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The food was so crappish i couldn't even finished it. i got azheem to help me finish it and we were out of there. (thanks azheem) then we went to the multi purpose hall to do the maths stuff&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the question were ridiculous i couldn't bear to talk about them. so, i'll just go into the geog trail. much more fun, considering we had to run everywhere like a bunch of baboons. we ran here and there like the goddamn amazing race.  &lt;p&gt;Science. i didn’t really do much. i was busy with the drawing of the map&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;high elements was next. but unfortunately, it was raining, so we prepared our cheers for campfire. brendon, wen li, haziq, yun ting, alvin and anna plan the cheers and they took so long we learnt 2-3 cheers within that time. haha pro.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so, dinner. dinner was as usual, DISGUSTING. Maybe the food made me too full. so i didn’t finish it. waste, right? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i’m gonna skip to the night part.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;we played a cool game at night where we were suppossed tomake animal noises to find everyone else. i found azheem first. he was with lynn, raihan, david, tammy, daryn, wei ming and some other people. after that, we did some cheers and basically, woah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at 11.30pm we all went to sleep. we were forced to do so. but how? teachers here and there screaming like got no life. anyway, cher don and gang were flashing their stupid flashlights back and forth. dammit. eventually after chatting with azheem, i knocked out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today was a whole lot more fun than expected.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I woke up at about 5.30 cause i heard people from the other dorm shouting to ask their friends to help them find their stuff. idiots.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, i took a shower and it was quite traumatizing to see other showering like…eww.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then, we assembled in the white tentage for our breakfast. stupid briefing not gonna talk about it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;abseiling. oh yeah. watched a demo and i was like so freaking scared because i was the first person to do it. it was much harder than it looks that’s for sure.unfortunately, we didn’t get to do the flying fox. &lt;a href="mailto:FU@%"&gt;FU@%&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So after that we went rock climbinng and yet again i was first dammit. i would say it was worthwhile because of the cheering, woohoo! i didn’t even reach the slope. it was quite unfair. without the goddamn slope i would have gone much higher that’s for sure. after that, we practiced our cheer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lunch, i wasn’t really hungry yet again. *(man, what is wrong with me?) Then, got changed to my wet attire.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next was rafting, we were given to oars three wheels and two wooden poles. And some rope. so, we all anyhow tie it and fortunately it was a success. that was phase 1. phase 2 was to paddle to the other side and back. our team was kinda whack. the whole time me, tammy, azheem, syafiq, wen li, anna were like throwing blobs of mud a.k.a shit at each other. you should’ve seen how we looked. rio made sure every single person had three stripes on each side of our faces. man, you should’ve seen us. we looked like tribesmen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then came the challenge valley. me, raihan and david accompanied dong hwan to the toilet, so we were amongst the last few to go through the dhallenge valley. we first had to go through some ropes which weren’t so bad. the fun part was the slide. we had to slide into the’ milo’ pond. woohoo! it was purely indescribable. trainers&amp;nbsp; rio, jimmy and john had their turn and their were “skateboarding” down the slide. AWESOME!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;best part. KAYAKING!!!!! we had to carry all the kayaks around. it was really heavy but kayaking around the area was so much fun. me and azheem were like waht he called, commanders, move only “right,left,right,left”! there was one part where all of us met up, held hands and stood up row by row. we were all so scareed that we were going to capsize. AH!!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dinner? well, i managed to finish it with a smile on my face. i was really exhausted by then. then, all the guys at CHELSEA were insulting Dong Hwan and he on the other table was laughing to him self. HE GOT NO LIFE IS IT? To know what we were talking about, visit azheem’s blog.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then, we changed for our campfire. i took a shower and changed into a dark shirt, short and a clean pair of track shoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it was very awesome. a lot of cheers and crap going on. follow me games. and at one point, it was our turn to do our class cheers. we did the heartbeat, orange juice and also the cheer the guys made up. (good job guys!) after all of that, we went for our supper debrief.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;trainer rio instructed us on some things we had to do before going to bed. e.g pack our stuff. after that i showered, packed my stuff and went to sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day 3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m gonna make this really brief cause i’ve got no time. our class won the most improved class. i would have to agree, though. cleaned the dorms with syafiq. trainer say ok.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; then, go home. at school, chit chat a wile then go home about 12.30.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well, that’s it. it was a whole lotta fun. if you weren’t there. haha sucker! jkjk. gtg bb!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-1822182627705435808?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1822182627705435808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=1822182627705435808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1822182627705435808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/1822182627705435808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-camp-heyoo.html' title='BACK FROM CAMP HEYOO!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-7156156218043700091</id><published>2009-02-18T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:07:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge..</title><content type='html'>well, not exactly.. before i talk about my day.. KAY POH KIA, YOU WATCH OUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on to my day.&lt;br /&gt;Not so bad, had fun. ABIT...&lt;br /&gt;had camp briefing and it sounded quite awesome. i mean kayaking challenge valley. heehee sounds so cool... but the thought of an open toilet's kind of weird... awkward if you know what i mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are brave.. &lt;form action="http://frankly.pitas.com/" method="link"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="CLICK HERE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEE. fun right? torturous? oh well, sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geog was weird. everybody was drawing weird contours and rico's was hilarious. how can a mountain resemble his name??? oh well, pure stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;form action="http://frankly.pitas.com/" method="link"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-7156156218043700091?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7156156218043700091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=7156156218043700091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/7156156218043700091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/7156156218043700091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/revenge.html' title='Revenge..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-2016504105232169417</id><published>2009-02-14T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:39:47.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back !</title><content type='html'>After months of anticipation, i am back! woohoo! no one cares but that is none of your business. anyway it's been months of school and it's not too bad. i joined av media club(why this cca?) because of the fact that i can finally put my experience to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much homework cause its all done at school. wiich simply means horrible school periods. err.. made more friends.. enemies and etc.. well, i'm not gonna tell you any of that crap. cause i think you don't deserve to know. (please complain at my tagboard, thank you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many faces. memorised all in my class. doesn't matter. road run was weird. blablahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, ROAD RUN. hah funny stuff. runrunrun. someone got injured. err.. let's see what else. oh yeah, cutting corners. haha cheating. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of tests recently. did my best. some good results and some not so good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...sorry for the really brief post. i seriously have to go. anyway, byebye. see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-2016504105232169417?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2016504105232169417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=2016504105232169417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2016504105232169417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2016504105232169417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back !'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-7509959729564339475</id><published>2008-12-19T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:04:56.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new school...</title><content type='html'>Hey all! If you're a Primary Six student of 2008, you would have already gone to your respective newly posted secondary schools. Well, I definitely have. It was a disaster. Not exactly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to squeeze into a school miles and miles away from home. Dad's not too happy. But nevermind. Anyway, I was a bit late. Say, 5 minutes or so.. I went to the registration table and well..... registered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The talk was horrendous and the school logo, well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SUuZqbdPoMI/AAAAAAAAABs/e7lbFOGxf88/s320/Tanjong+Katong+Sec+Badge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281483942226010306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Doesn't he look like Osama Bin Laden finally making peace? Well, that dude's supposed to be Leonardo Da Vinci. Apparently, the schools looks up to him as a role model. Calling him an all-rounder as in intelligent all-around. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I met a few schoolmates. In my class, there was only one and it was a girl from some other class. Others I met were Ejazz, Jong Woo, Sae Han and Edwin. Apparently, Ejazz and Jong Woo were in the same class. They used to be in the same class as me. Makes me feel kind of dejected though. Oh well. I didn't expect my good friends to be in the same school as me. Naazym, my best friend? Well, he managed to get posted to St. Gabriel Secondary School. Weird for someone who lives near Kolam Ayer CC? Well, at least I have a higher chance of meeting him. My house is super close to the school. "-_- FISH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I guess this is it. Kinda nervous for the first day of school.. Well, I guess I don't have a choice... Sigh.. Well, CHEERIO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-7509959729564339475?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7509959729564339475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=7509959729564339475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/7509959729564339475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/7509959729564339475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-school.html' title='A new school...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SUuZqbdPoMI/AAAAAAAAABs/e7lbFOGxf88/s72-c/Tanjong+Katong+Sec+Badge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-5088173966367183352</id><published>2008-12-13T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:03:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous... What school will it be?</title><content type='html'>Hey, how's your holidays? Boring? If it is, guessed it. Typical holiday moods. Anyways, I'm gonna be away for 'bout three days starting from 16 Dec. So any crap you wanna tell yours truly, shut your yap and wait till I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, holidays pretty rotten. Computer suddenly turns off for no reason. Kinda' annoying. I mean how would you feel if you are enjoying a rousing game of... whatever computer game when suddenly...SUDDENLY.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The f***ing computer shuts down. God dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my friends especially Naazym, Fariz, Ejazz and a special someone.. Miss all the crap my buddies came up with. It doesn't get any better than that. As for that special someone, well... Oh goddammit, I miss 'em like hell... Sobz... I should shut up. Wait, this is my blog. I have every right to de-shut up my big fat-ass yap. So, I have nothing else to yack about now so, errr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess.. Goodbye! I'll try to write soon!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-5088173966367183352?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5088173966367183352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=5088173966367183352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5088173966367183352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/5088173966367183352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/nervous-what-school-will-it-be.html' title='Nervous... What school will it be?'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-2179310098249510771</id><published>2008-11-25T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:57:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey everyone out there! If you're Primary 6 this year, have you made your secondary school choices? Well, I have. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;1st :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3512 - Tanjong Katong Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;2nd :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3014 - Victoria School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;3rd :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7015 - St. Andrew's Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;4th :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3050 - Xinmin Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;5th :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3240 - Zhonghua Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="norm" width="4%"&gt;6th :&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" class="norm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7017 - St. Gabriel's Secondary School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waddya think for an aggregate of 246? Give your views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently, I felt quite bored having no friends to cherish the moments with me. What to do.... Haven't been doing much, though. Thought it would be fun but......Ugh, nothing to say. Hey if you're reading this blog, why not linking my site to yours?. Also, leave your blog site at the tagborad so that I can link you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a jolly good holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-2179310098249510771?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2179310098249510771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=2179310098249510771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2179310098249510771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2179310098249510771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/secondary-school.html' title='Secondary School?'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-518975974639354909</id><published>2008-11-18T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:16:10.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaahh! So emotional.</title><content type='html'>I wish I wouldn't leave my school, friends and..and..I don't know. I mean I actually cried on prize-giving day. You might think "Wah, Firzan so emotional!"   If you do, I'm going to rip your eyes out and feed it to some mutated mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, as if I would/could. I just thought of all good memories of my time spent in the school. I mean, who could bear to loosen the bond you had with your friends or even let go of such wonderful memories? (Maybe some JACK-HOLES )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway guys, if you happen to read this I just want to wish the best in your PSLE results and hope you can go to a school you wish to go. So, goodbye. Hope to see you again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-518975974639354909?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/518975974639354909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=518975974639354909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/518975974639354909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/518975974639354909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/waaahh-so-emotional.html' title='Waaahh! So emotional.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-3372289265339582418</id><published>2008-11-09T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:01:12.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun of Photofunia.</title><content type='html'>Hey, you guys tried Photofunia? Try it out. It's so freaking cool! Wanna see some examples? Well, here you go!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SRa0fRMIamI/AAAAAAAAABc/bu8LVch__Ns/s320/firzan_photofunia.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266595263539604066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SRa0ftYXqCI/AAAAAAAAABk/xrspukC6s2g/s320/firzan_photofunia2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266595271107127330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna try it out? Go to &lt;a href="http://www.photofunia.com"&gt;Photofunia&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-3372289265339582418?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3372289265339582418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=3372289265339582418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3372289265339582418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3372289265339582418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-of-photofunia.html' title='The fun of Photofunia.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SRa0fRMIamI/AAAAAAAAABc/bu8LVch__Ns/s72-c/firzan_photofunia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-881209630145456079</id><published>2008-11-08T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:56:01.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Music Assassin</title><content type='html'>   &lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-ninja.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=14877394&amp;path=2008/11/08&amp;mycolor=050505&amp;mycolor2=030202&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=true" width="140" height="170" name="myflashfetish" align="middle"type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:140px;height:170px;" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/14877394" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Music"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;Music Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.4NXC/bHQ9MTIyNjEzMDg4MjAzMSZwdD*xMjI2MTMwOTUyNTMxJnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPTE4OWRmY2ExNWY*ZTRmZTJhZmQ*NGUzZTIzYjExYTQ3.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-881209630145456079?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/881209630145456079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=881209630145456079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/881209630145456079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/881209630145456079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-music-assassin.html' title='My Music Assassin'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-6153424685537331582</id><published>2008-11-05T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:57:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing from school..</title><content type='html'>Hey it's me again. Who gives a damn. Anyway, I'm blogging directly from school and again, who gives a damn... SO, why am I writing at such an undesirable place? Well, I don't know. I just wanted to write a post at least once a week so, I can have plenty of blog posts. So, since I'vve got nothing to say............................................................GOODBYE...........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-6153424685537331582?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6153424685537331582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=6153424685537331582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6153424685537331582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6153424685537331582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/writing-from-school.html' title='Writing from school..'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-3389183763172340919</id><published>2008-10-30T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:00:48.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn... So bored...</title><content type='html'>Hey all. Blah blah blah. Cut to the chase. Well, I'm bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just an ordinary day like you know, any other day. Well, I was informed that I would be the emcee of the P6 Graduation Party 2008 so, IN YOUR DREAMS! I seriously didn't want to do it but I haven't told them yet so, yup. I was part of the planning commitee and only made things worse but you know, everything turned out quite ok and I'm totally cool with that. Unsure of my outfit on that day though. Maybe, I should just turn up in underpants or something. LOL. Nevermind, anyway, as usual I'll stop unexpectedly with not another word to say so, CIAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-3389183763172340919?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3389183763172340919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=3389183763172340919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3389183763172340919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/3389183763172340919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/yawn-so-bored.html' title='Yawn... So bored...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-2899312550241557177</id><published>2008-10-15T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:56:36.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a load of crap.</title><content type='html'>Hello all. Today was a load of crap! We were like supposed to &lt;em&gt;jalan raya&lt;/em&gt;  to like 4-5 houses. But we ended up going to like 3 houses. Many last minute excuses and rejections were given out on the day itself so in the end we invited Amran on the very last minute and only 4 people walked around, taking buses and looking like bloody retards. Ugh, I forgot to tell my mother that only 4 people was around but in the end, she prepared 9 cups of water, which was what was intended by us at first. So, WTF! I don't want to talk anymore due to the rage so, good bye and GET LOST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-2899312550241557177?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2899312550241557177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=2899312550241557177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2899312550241557177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/2899312550241557177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-load-of-crap.html' title='What a load of crap.'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-6712934359680323567</id><published>2008-10-12T09:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:04:14.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya(I know its a bit too late, but what the heck)</title><content type='html'>Heyheyhey, it's  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;firzan&lt;/span&gt; blahblahblah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since I didn't get to post a Hari Raya post due to the %#@&amp;amp;ing PSLE, here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, here's some pictures of me and my family at our Hari Raya photo shoot at our house by ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOQ5E0X-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mvM7F4HC18M/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068292223983586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOQ5E0X-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mvM7F4HC18M/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFORbNsObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d1ApN8bJVeY/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068301388003762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFORbNsObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/d1ApN8bJVeY/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSFeC_GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gXJnMFv15G0/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068312730893410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSFeC_GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gXJnMFv15G0/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSrSBT8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VPJsYEu32Nc/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068322880999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSrSBT8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/VPJsYEu32Nc/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSvivltI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uB3Zcg7sB3s/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256068324024882898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOSvivltI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uB3Zcg7sB3s/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, detour. Big screwup. Mom and dad. Well mostly mom. Observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFO-56v1XI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7sP42AKmPCc/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256069082724160882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFO-56v1XI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7sP42AKmPCc/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Nevermind. On to the next few pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlWZvRsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOe6tBevl1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070842716997314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlWZvRsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cOe6tBevl1Q/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlv7UtCI/AAAAAAAAABE/LAn8nhjVAdY/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070849568748578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQlv7UtCI/AAAAAAAAABE/LAn8nhjVAdY/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQl318tYI/AAAAAAAAABM/1daBSRcAq5g/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070851693688194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQl318tYI/AAAAAAAAABM/1daBSRcAq5g/s320/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQmaHoloI/AAAAAAAAABU/91BzUBL94iI/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256070860894672514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFQmaHoloI/AAAAAAAAABU/91BzUBL94iI/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-6712934359680323567?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6712934359680323567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=6712934359680323567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6712934359680323567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/6712934359680323567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-rayai-know-its-bit-too.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya(I know its a bit too late, but what the heck)'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Db3oyHXlcgk/SPFOQ5E0X-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mvM7F4HC18M/s72-c/IMG_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8525955255572388313</id><published>2008-10-09T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:30:33.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah..Oh yeah.. It is over! WOOHOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, after moments of anticipation, PSLE is OVER! I'm so happy. WAAHH! Tears of joy. Hahas. Anyway, I felt kinda annoyed due to the fact that those that didn't took higher mother tongue got a head start of temporary freedom. GRR.. Nah, why do I care? It's over anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JOY TO THE WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PSLE IS GONE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOW WE CAN SLEEP ALL DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I can't stop talking about the fact that PSLE is over. I'm just so freaking happy... What the fishsticks. HEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, now posts are gonna be like filling up this forsaken blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;due to the fact that PSLE is over!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, with that, good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOBZ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-8525955255572388313?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8525955255572388313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=8525955255572388313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8525955255572388313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8525955255572388313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-yeahoh-yeah-it-is-over-woohooo.html' title='Oh yeah..Oh yeah.. It is over! WOOHOOO!'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8493168518227092411</id><published>2008-09-24T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:23:02.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the inactive stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be back by the time PSLE is over because my mother stole my wireless adapter so F&amp;amp;%$!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-8493168518227092411?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8493168518227092411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=8493168518227092411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8493168518227092411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8493168518227092411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-8897387367535592788</id><published>2008-09-13T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:24:35.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day...</title><content type='html'>Well, it does seem like another ordinary day to me. Play computer, sleep, watch television and do homework. Don't forget, AWAIT THE MOMENT TO BREAK FAST! Anyway, my dad painted one of the rooms with the SAME colour. When I asked him why, he asked me to ask my mum. So obviously I did. Who wouldn't? She said it wa to cover the scratches and I was like WHAT THE FISH!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my PSLE Listening Comprehension. Being hard of hearing, I was in a bit of trouble. But after lots practice, it turned out to be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing else to talk about so, GOOD BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772476097181921232-8897387367535592788?l=my-flaming-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8897387367535592788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772476097181921232&amp;postID=8897387367535592788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8897387367535592788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772476097181921232/posts/default/8897387367535592788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-flaming-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day...'/><author><name>-£ïrzåñ- þrïñ¢ê ð£ Rð¢k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00751054173754459267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772476097181921232.post-2227274343098979514</id><published>2008-09-11T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:03:39.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginnning</title><content type='html'>Hey, Firzan here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I should have made this blog long ago but unfortunately, stress has taken its toll on me. So, I was a lazy bum. BUT, at least the blog has been made, right? So, JOY TO THE WORLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been pretty rough lately. PSLE Listening Comprehension is tomorrow but I haven't cleaned my ears. Eww. Too much homework anyway. But, I know "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It is for our own good." &lt;/span&gt;The usual. Makes me crazy just to hear that sentence. Quite disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been disturbed a lot by the monster sitting behind me in class (Not Malay class) and i don't know why. She's crazy. In fact, both she and her good friend are crazy. KOO-KOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Supernanny &lt;/span&gt; one night and there was this nine-year-old boy who said this to his mother,"Hello, fat b****!" which was so funny. There was also this pair of twins, not more than five years old, who called their father a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;b*****d &lt;/span&gt;which was just plain rude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I gotta go now. I'm not supposed to use the computer anyway so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;OH-OH&lt;/span&gt;! 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