<?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-38858163</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:10:36.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merrill's life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38858163.post-6390840122979186818</id><published>2007-08-04T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:45:12.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah crap it's been more than a month since i last posted ;_; so much homework, projects, tests, exams, wth there's really not enough time to do... anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i did score 10/10 for my CLE test (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think our class is nuts ^^ whoever came up wif intheclass softball is a genius cos its a hell lot more fun than intheclass soccer! tho sooner or later we are gonna get scrwd by tchrs but well i guess we should take the opportunity to enjoy as much as possible before we're separated and no longer 4P'07, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;problemclass#1&lt;/span&gt;. i don't really hav much to blog about this time cos i've just been stumbling through the days, waiting for the year to come to and end; not cos i don't want to see everybody anymore, but simply cos this year's packed wif bullshit and tests and i just can't wait for it to be over. damn. not that im dying to go to rjc -_- im more like wishing i could be stuck within the november/december holidays forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually it's not true; i have a hell lot to blog about, such as our new bio tchr, nat&amp;slau singing/screaming in class, and like our xcountry run/walk/wth. at the last part of xcountry i koped seetow's bayley flag and chionged to the finish line (im from moor) and i rlly hope i dont get screwed by tchrs cos i was jus doing it for fun xD tho i am pretty sure i will get into trouble for that. ohwells. we'll see. the problem is, i have no time to blog about anything at all. maybe when the chinese prelims are over -_- or whenever i have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx to those who bothered to come down and tag. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you're not who i thought you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; i don't need you now or here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im glad you're not by my side;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;while you fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;into the shadow of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm gonna fly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-6390840122979186818?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6390840122979186818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=6390840122979186818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/6390840122979186818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/6390840122979186818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/08/wah-crap-its-been-more-than-month-since.html' title=''/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-8876639944550494584</id><published>2007-06-21T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:23:57.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>anyway moses chalet was damn funny. i arrived there a day late &gt;&lt; and it was pretty late at night so I went to fry an egg… with root beer! I din really dare to taste it so Josh brought it upstairs and my classmates ate it ._. I honestly do hope it tasted good… I went upstairs to the room and realized my frens were basically doing NOTHING!! They were playing ps2 and bridge but were much quieter than I expected zzz ._. kevinlim moses edmund were playing Chinese chess and edmund suddenly shouted WHY IS THERE PUBIC HAIR ON THE CHESSBOARD and this started a huge commotion wif everyone arguing and laughing. I am not sure if the jiang on the chessboard can grow his own hair since he is a bloody wooden piece but weird shit happens ya? moses was accusing ppl of shaggin on his chessboard xD but I wasn’t there earlier so I wouldn’t know! (not like I would really want to…) bentay josh and nat cooked us some food which was actually pretty damn nice! Nat’s food tasted great but I just hope the cheese din come from where I think it did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt morning everyone was jus spamming halo on the xbox that I had brought and we went to play para para. I must confess I am not able to perform the sissy hand actions jorel was able to ): (as in they were srsly damn girly it was pretty creepy) so I pelvic-thrusted my way through all the beats and it was pretty fine until I came to the part where there were 2 simultaneous beats and I had to admit defeat. After all, I am a normal human being wif only 1 pelvis, and moving it in 2 separate directions is definitely not a thing god had thought about. After that I went to swim and im not sure if I got sunburnt cos if u burn smth black it remains black. Ya. went to watch srcs then went out wif ziwei to watch ocean’s 13 and rushed back immediately after that for the bbq man was it great. I really shouldn’t have dumped the zippo fluid and cooking oil into the burning charcoal as there was a small boom and suddenly the whole place was flooded wif smoke and when I say the whole place, I mean THE WHOLE FKING PLACE cos everyone in the other terraces were like WHY IS THERE SO MUCH SMOKE CANT SEE NUTS (dnt ask me why they seeing nuts) WHO DID THIS!?!? We din really care so we jus continued laughing and ‘cooking’ our food. We tried to roast marshmallows but unfortunately jorel’s caught fire and mine melted off when I wasn’t looking so shibai lor -_- ditched them into the fire and watched damn burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that everyone jumped into the pool and started playing water polo, which was more like blast peng wif the water polo ball and laugh at him. We slowly spread out until we managed to kope the entire swimming pool except for the kiddy area (cos everyone zao when they see water polo ball flying at them) and like 5 times everyone was like 'eh shit what to do now' then i shouted 'RAPE PENG!!!' then suddenly you see everyone in the swimming pool splashing towards peng (okay this is abit confusing, when i said everyone in the swimming pool, i meant everyone besides peng, which is quite few i suppose) and we almost pulled his trunks off xD quite cool~ after swimming for pretty long we went to play soccer and were joined by 3 small malay boys who called us 'BROTHER! BROTHER!' and i was yelling like 'SISTER! WTH! I NOT YOUR BROTHER LA!!' and seetow was like 'CANNOT SEE THEM!!! AHBUNG AHBUNG!! BROTHER WHERE YOU!?' and we jus played soccer, shouted, screamed, fell down, shouted some more, and therefore making a big niusance of ourselves to everyone around. damn fun, wish we could have played more. when we went back, we realised that the place was still damn smoky 0_0 i guess cooking oil is one hell of a flammable substance. or was it the zippo fluid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am going to stop cos i realised this is a freakishly long post!? maybe i'll blog again tmr bout softball camp hahaha ^^ BUT ANW THE POINT IS. MY BLOG IS NOT DED ANYMORE. YOU CAN START TAGGING AGAIN TOO. WOOHOO FTW. now the nxt problem is starting on my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's been too long&lt;br /&gt;and when i saw you&lt;br /&gt;my heart fell, and ached;&lt;br /&gt;although i once pushed you away&lt;br /&gt;would you ever forgive&lt;br /&gt;and start over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-8876639944550494584?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8876639944550494584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=8876639944550494584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/8876639944550494584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/8876639944550494584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/06/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-6776719395710739120</id><published>2007-06-21T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:29:03.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>wassup!!! just when you thought my blog was dead!! actually ya it's pretty dead la fine but i think i am going to start posting again. as long as my life gets interesting i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well before i talk about moses chalet (zz wth noah's ark), take a look at this, from blogthings.com. i hope you all hav the stamina to read till the end of this post it is srsly damn bloody long, wish i could stop halfway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: April 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a spiritual soul - a person who tries to find meaning in everything. You spend a good amount of time meditating, trying to figure out life. Helping others is also important to you. You enjoy social activities with that goal. You are very generous and giving. Yet you expect very little in return. Your strength: Getting along with anyone and everyone. Your weakness: Needing a good amount of downtime to recharge. Your power color: Cobalt blue. Your power symbol: Dove. Your power month: September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it doesnt take a genius to figure out that this is total crap. though it is possible i am a spiritual soul (if your soul werent spiritual you are probly quite screwed), and i do spend a good amt of time meditating (is this called stoning?) and trying to figure out life. no actually i usually spend my time trying to figure out what the heck i'm doing (which i guess is stoning). I am very generous and giving. um. ummm. im very generous in accepting gifts sounds more like it ^^. my weakness is i need a good amt of downtime to recharge. you know, if you think about it, it sounds really, really disturbing. go figure. and i don't even want to talk about the dove as my symbol plz x_x it's more like the colour i wish i could attain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont'd on nxt post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-6776719395710739120?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6776719395710739120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=6776719395710739120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/6776719395710739120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/6776719395710739120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/06/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-611643086348319889</id><published>2007-04-27T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T08:00:41.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>chem test was abit wtf so I HAV NOTHING MUCH TO POST BUT BUT BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS MY BdAY SO IT IS NOW LEGAL FOR ME TO HEHEHE... watch NC16 movies. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thx&lt;/strong&gt; ziwei for calling and waking me up at 12 to wish me happy bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4P for randomly singing for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4Q for trying to taupok/rape me as a 'gift' &gt;:( especially neo that bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leehe for his strange and disturbing birthday presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louisa for being a great pal &amp;amp; purposely waking up at 12 to send an sms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevinlim for calling me azumarrill -_- and making strange pokemon evolving sounds at least 3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne ~the fairy queen~ for decorating the date on her pokemon calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jorel for letting me whack him on my birthday!! actually im not too clear if he actually let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tzern for helping me whack jorel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slau for making me laugh when he kena slap by jot (dun ask me how this is related, i hav no idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebby for NOT REMEMBERING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a hell lot of other ppl for actually giving a damn ^^ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and happy birthday thomas heng 0_0&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-611643086348319889?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/611643086348319889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=611643086348319889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/611643086348319889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/611643086348319889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-3466908863058373769</id><published>2007-04-10T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:11:09.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new post</title><content type='html'>OKAY OKAY MY BLOG AINT DEAD YET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ever since monday, i've been feeling really sad and heartbroken, and i really don't know what to post about. i mean, to have your dream shattered by biased umpiring and match fixing seriously leaves u in shock. i couldn't even do my philo essay properly last night, i was just so freakin sad. some people say, you'll get over it after time. well. my answer is never, never. i'd never get over it in a few million years. and it's pretty damn painful to hear chinese orchestra go up to the 'podium' and give some crappy shitass speech about winning a gold for syf. wtf. a gold for SYF? you think that's really good? there's an award called gold with honours and you're so freaking proud you got a gold? isn't gold like. somewhere around 4th-5th place among all the schools, and possibly lower? get a grip. no offence to ppl like tzeern but. well i hope u co dudes actually know what im trying to say here. don't be buggers. don't be proud. you don't deserve to be. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn crappy being a sportsman cos there's just no gold for you if you're simply not the first. i din say if you're the best, i said if you're the first. cos sometimes, things just don't turn out the way they're supposed to be. we're not like you musical ccas, where there's a chance of more than one school getting the gold. it's not the same for us. i can't help feeling sad and pist. personally, i don't think the pain will ever go away. im real sorry for cussing the shit out of you co guys but maybe it's jus the state im in at the moment, and maybe it's jus your arrogance. take your pick. i can't help thinking you guys are rubbing salt into the wound. and this pain is already bad enough inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really think of anything to post about. but well. here's a song which just about sums up my feelings, even if it's not really accurate. but. ya thats how i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;In The End&lt;/strong&gt;" by Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It starts with)&lt;br /&gt;One thing / I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To explain in due time&lt;br /&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;time is a valuable thing&lt;br /&gt;Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings&lt;br /&gt;Watch it count down to the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;The clock ticks life away&lt;br /&gt;It’s so unreal&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t look out below&lt;br /&gt;Watch the time go right out the window&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know&lt;br /&gt;Wasted it all just to&lt;br /&gt;Watch you go&lt;br /&gt;I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;u&gt;Chorus&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;To lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing / I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t even matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself how&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the way you were mocking me&lt;br /&gt;Acting like I was part of your property&lt;br /&gt;Remembering all the times you fought with me&lt;br /&gt;I’m surprised it got so (far)&lt;br /&gt;Things aren’t the way they were before&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Not that you knew me back then&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes back to me&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;You kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;For all this&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;For all this&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to post properly next time. time to revive this blog again. and i'll still be waiting, hoping for better things to come, even though nth's probly gonna make me feel the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-3466908863058373769?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3466908863058373769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=3466908863058373769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/3466908863058373769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/3466908863058373769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-post.html' title='new post'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-6236141321421396432</id><published>2007-03-15T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:19:03.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>i know i've been posting v little and so my tagboard is becoming v stale ): but i appreciate those who actually do come down to this empty blog to tag! it shows that either you do care what i think... or you're jus a bugger with too much time to waste. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading the picture of dorian gray for lit crp and it's seriously a gay book. and i don't mean gay as in difficult, i mean gay as in... gay. the book should be renamed the picture of dorian gay. or the picture of durian gay (sounds kinda cool, like a superhero! woohoo!). i mean there's a part where durian gay touches the arm of this man, whom i presume will be called rambutan gay or smth, and tells him 'let our friendship be a caprice' (i have no idea what a caprice is but i hav this feeling i don't really want to know, i might have to consult ding) and then... durian gay blushes. if that is not gay enough for you, you're probably a gay yourself. it's not that i hav something against homosexuals but the escapades of durian gay is not something i wish to completely immerse myself in -_- unless, of course, i hav a major sex op lined up for me... which i dont. ee. jus realised durian gay sounds kinda like 'captain underpants'. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think slau is being very mean to alot of ppl who dont deserve it. lol. -_- ya most of the ppl he's mean to are nice, with the exception of a few like maybe jinghua, and kinda deserve to be well-liked. slau is nice but sometimes a bit... overreactive. i mean, yiksin is actually a nice person. if you ignore the fact that he was tryin to be a poser (for your information, im not a poser) and you ignore the external factors and jus look at his personality, it's actually not too bad. ya so slau... might want to be more accepting towards others! i mean it's fine to be mean. it's even pretty fun sometimes. but when i'm mean, i don't necessarily hate the person im suanning; i suan jotham alot but i think he's a great guy cos he's actually v nice to me when i need help. maybe he's just... confused. i suan peng alot cos he's an idiot, but he's another guy(s) whom i know is nice. i used to dislike gan, but after a year, he's actually not as bad as i thought. maybe we don't understand that being mean (as in downright mean and hating that person) could be really hurtful and insensitive and cause the person alot of emotional distress... but sometimes we should just keep our opinions of others to ourselves. it's really not too difficult to be nice if you're willing to change. i find it pretty difficult sometimes, but i think i've made less enemies and more friends. accepting others really preserves alot of friendships. and after a while... you'd get used to it anyhow. unless that person is seriously a retarded freak like jinghua, then he should be sent to a lab to be soaked in acid everyday or smth. if he were standing next to a stone, we'd probably think the stone was the smart one. that bloody fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz going to tzeern's house for english project. hope it doesn't turn out the same way as going to slau's house for lit... we spent 6 hours + doing lots of crap and didn't even touch our project. okay fine maybe we did. touch it, i mean. we touched the rubrics too. we tried to touch the screen when we played d.o.a and got badly owned by hitomi T_T like 20-0 or smth so we kinda gave up after a while. bloody hell, that hitomi is a crazy b!tch lah she kept kicking our character's... nether regions. wa lao damn unfair. we couldn't really do the same thing back to her -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow what a long post! i'll try to update more often. and can somebody tell me how to put music on my blog? o_0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-6236141321421396432?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6236141321421396432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=6236141321421396432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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be a really short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we beat acsi!&lt;br /&gt;we beat marists!&lt;br /&gt;next match: hwa chong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't perform well in the marist game so i am pretty pissed off and def going to put 1100% for the hci game if not really buay tahan alr. &gt;&lt; and wa lao somebody stepped on my shades, wth -_- cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another strange thing daniel, aka the mainstream, aka winner of the mr inside-out-condom 2007 contest said: if you turn the condom inside out, you can use as sock. this is disturbing on many levels, including size of not only foot but... ya. if you think about it, actually the idea itself is pretty disturbing anyway o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something strange kevinlim said in response to my idea of 'catch the javelin' and 'header the shotput ball' for pe lesson was: we can also play medicine ball! we throw the medicine ball into the other guy's balls then it'd hurt so much, he'd need medicine for his balls. 0_o what. the. heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe and on thursday we shouted 'WHO DOES SHIHAO LIKE?'... 'AMANDA!!!!' but i really hav no idea at all who amanda actually is. but it's fun to mess up our junior's life. serious. go try with your own.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's pe lesson was damn screwed cos bentay's team played pretty violently and i got quite pist at some point and really wanted to ram someone but i didn't do it cos hiok said smth like 'wa lao merrill don't look so menacing la'. bentay did some screwed up tackle shit which injured slau's ankle and denied it after that. Will stood behind our defense and said stuff like 'theres no rule against me standing here drooling spastically and in general being a prickhead'. edmund pulled jorel's arm &amp; whatever strange shit and jorel cried o_o as in really cried, no shit la. wtf guys... what the heck is wrong wif you all. i think the next time anybody tries to pull some violent shit (especially going for people's legs) im going to walk over and give him a punch right in the face. k that sounds pretty contradictory but sometimes it really pisses me off, especially when it's a game within our own class. especially ppl like bentay should be extra careful cos he's quite violent in almost any game we play like floorball or soccer but he doesnt realise that the only reason he's getting away with it and not getting majorly bashed up is cos people like tzeern and me don't really want to hurt or injure anyone. -_- ppl plz realise that not everyone doesnt mind playing rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it were a real match, i'd join in and bring the person down but we must remember that in our class where everybody's kinda close (not the ding - gareth kinda close but you know what i mean) we should try to minimize injuries we inflict on each other &gt;&lt; even like onto peng or jorel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note... JOT IS GAY! TODAY HE GOT DISTRACTED BY SOME JUNIOR OMX LITTLE SEC1S AND 2S, COVER YOUR ASSES WHEN HE'S AROUND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-2135184425513322364?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2135184425513322364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=2135184425513322364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/2135184425513322364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/2135184425513322364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-7712988383591746347</id><published>2007-03-02T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T03:59:30.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>okay been a pretty long time since i posted but with all the ccts and whatever sht i really didn't hav time! hope my blog doesnt die so fast x_X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4Q a lot of ppl hav started playing gameboy and this trend was started by a particular moron called jonathan neo who bought a gameboy sp and pokemon fire red and brought it to school, and was quickly followed by idiots like ajay and (the biggest one, figuratively and literally) SLAU. i call slau the biggest idiot is because he now he cant stop playing the freaking gameboy and is like hardcoring in class and crap like that. and his pokemon keep beating the crap out of marrill. i find that really shitty &gt;:0 i think marrill should pwn everyone else. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slau asked smth like 'how to fish!' then kevin said 'grab a rod.' then everyone started laughing. then kevin said 'seriously, ppl will giv you rods. the first rod is old rod cos it's from an old man. second one is good rod cos its from a good man. next is super rod cos it's from superman!!' i was like AHHHH -_- WTH @)#%*@%!! kevin is seriously &lt;em&gt;full of retarded shit&lt;/em&gt; like that. he was like 'i bet steve jobs has alot of siblings' and started providing examples (for those who're too dumb, think about two-word phrases which end with job.) kevin also told me some pokemon's 'vital throw' meant grab the guy's vitals and throw, so i asked him if 'gentle throw' meant grab the guy's genitals and throw. he said 'ya, gentle is probably some bad japanese translation of genital anyway.' what the heck!!!1! today i said 'shudup you malaysian' then he said 'shudup you merrillsian' and i found myself at a loss of words as to what to counter that unique reply. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's always jorel, who is a a &lt;em&gt;piece of retarded shit. (note the difference between this and kevinlim)&lt;/em&gt; he said 'yes!' when i told him 'jorel i'll beat you at every test, except probably a stupidity test.' after that he thought about it for a few minutes and said 'NO!!!'. immediately after that he started laughing, and banged his head against the wall. -_- some chink in the evolutionary ladder is to blame, i guess. then today he wanted to say 'are you deaf!?' and it came out as... *drum roll*... 'IS YOU BLIND!?' 0_0!!! WTF!!! he gets stranger and stranger everyday. he even grabbed nat's boobs, and that is already really disturbing. as in. would you grab a guy's boobs. -_- not to mention that they are... triangular and jiggle when he runs. okay maybe not jiggle, more like flap up and down with wet slapping sounds (yucks). okay i thnk i dont need to say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lao today i spend one chem lesson at hiok's bench and i've realised he is damn pro. i.e. damn pro at randomly swearing whenever smth happens. today he shouted 'i never bring my worksheet to the lab! what the fk!!!' when our chem teacher was standing right in front of him. mr koh gave him some funny look and didn't say anything. i get this strange feeling our teachers hav given up on us. i was mugging SS during math lesson and mr teo walked over and asked 'MERRILL WHAT ARE YOU DOING' and i said 'reading ss notes, sir.' he looked at me and said 'i can see that.' then he walked away. o_0 v good. either our class has lost all hope within the teachers, or their bodies have been taken over by aliens who are apparently very nice. and are clueless as to what certain swear words mean. *nudges daniel lee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa lao the post damn long alr. i continue some other time. just some food for thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Çhanky; between now and then, till i see you again. says:&lt;br /&gt;i haf 6 black nipples ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-7712988383591746347?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7712988383591746347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=7712988383591746347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/7712988383591746347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/7712988383591746347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-3911864358890680170</id><published>2007-02-25T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T03:21:03.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>filler post cos not much has been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Cupid's Chokehold"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(feat. Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;Ba ba da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since we last spoke&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna sound like a bad joke&lt;br /&gt;But momma I fell in love again&lt;br /&gt;It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it sounds so old&lt;br /&gt;But cupid got me in a chokehold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid I might give in&lt;br /&gt;Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean she even cooks me pancakes&lt;br /&gt;And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;If that ain't love then I don't know what love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got a secret handshake&lt;br /&gt;And she loves the music that my band makes&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun&lt;br /&gt;I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun(ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since we talked last&lt;br /&gt; and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast&lt;br /&gt;But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one&lt;br /&gt;Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you heard the last song&lt;br /&gt;about the girls that didn't last long&lt;br /&gt;But I promise this is on a whole new plane&lt;br /&gt;I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when she calls my phone&lt;br /&gt;She even got her very own ringtone&lt;br /&gt;If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a long drive home&lt;br /&gt;but I know as soon as I arrive home&lt;br /&gt;And I open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor&lt;br /&gt;She'll be back into my arms once more for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got a smile that would make the most senile&lt;br /&gt;Annoying old man bite his tongue&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done&lt;br /&gt;She's got eyes comparable to sunrise&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't stop there&lt;br /&gt;Man I swear&lt;br /&gt;She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten&lt;br /&gt;And now she's even got her own song&lt;br /&gt;But movin' on&lt;br /&gt;She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard&lt;br /&gt;And we can be on the phone for three hours&lt;br /&gt;Not sayin' one word&lt;br /&gt;And I would still cherish every moment&lt;br /&gt;And when I start to build my future she's the main component&lt;br /&gt;Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I got (ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodluck for ccts guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-3911864358890680170?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3911864358890680170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=3911864358890680170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/3911864358890680170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/3911864358890680170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/lalala_25.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-8996742923224382714</id><published>2007-02-22T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T07:35:42.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap</title><content type='html'>daniel (the softball one. aka &lt;strong&gt;the mainstream&lt;/strong&gt;) will do anything to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday during training my hand got a hell lot of blisters cos i was swinging the bat alot and i was bitching and whining about it (cos it was really painful) so slau said 'why dont u borrow my batting glove?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said, 'a batting glove is personal, man!! like a condom!! would you use somebody else's one!? ESPECIALLY AFTER HE HAS USED IT?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel said, 'can turn it inside out and use what.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel obviously has 'money-saving for dummies' hidden somewhere on his body. along with (i hav this guailan feeling that this might be true...) various inside-out condoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. wth. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-8996742923224382714?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8996742923224382714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=8996742923224382714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/8996742923224382714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/8996742923224382714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/crap_22.html' title='crap'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-2157140307478160178</id><published>2007-02-19T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:51:43.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>title -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think our class really rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in seriously, it is a really great and positive change from my sec1 and sec2 classes. when i first came into 3P last year i was like 'wah shit, im the only guy from 2P so this class is going to be hell and what's more, everybody seems really quiet and stuff' but after a while, i realised that 3P (and now 4P) is a really great class to be in. and it feels really good to be part of such a united class because there are no really distinct cliques in our class (besides ding and gareth who are gay, and will and tom who are... um. gay too. although tom seems kinda bisexual cos he has some peicai girlfriend o_0) and everybody just mixes around and has fun together, engaging in fruitful activities like beating the crap out of jorel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember in sec1 and 2, where my class was so horribly divided into like the 'pros' such as kevin boo, zhemin, lionel, keeyao etc and the 'noobs' like benhong, calvin goh, yiksin etc and it was really pretty sickening cos i was like floating inbetween the two, trying to make friends with both cliques and thus unable to be fully accepted into either. it really sucked. but in 4P everybody just screws around together and has fun, and even though there are groups of people always together like leoson edmond and moses, or kevinlim and... whoever wants to talk to him, it doesn't matter because nobody in the class really dislikes one person (besides for one guy i wont mention) in particular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we all laugh at peng and make fun of him, but what we don't really hate him or want to kill him or anything. okay fine i guess sometimes we want to knock that bloody head off, but it's unlike my old class where everybody used to make fun of yiksin and benhong, and really hated them and stuff. we have idiots like seetow and slau and jorel (this one is a REAL idiot.) who can make everyone laugh so that everybody can just screw around and have fun, instead of having to pick your friends and stick with them all the time, limiting yourself to just a few guys to talk to. i guess ding limits himself to just one guy but. nvm it's great to be in 4P!! i mean, i've even grown used to jotham (which is faintly disturbing as it kinda shows i might be turning gay)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that im always messing around with 4Q guys, but its not cos im mentally disturbed or i like being called merrillina or anyth (I DO NOT LIKE BEING CALLED MERRILLINA) but being with them is great because there's no backstabbing or hypocritical remarks or lying; everybody's just getting together for the sake of friendship and fun and there's no ulterior motive in anything we do!! although somehow we always manage to piss someone off in the process (usually the teacher). it seems that 4P and 4Q are the gep classes where everybody's just happy being with each other, and there're no politics involved. it's a nice change from sec1 and sec2; in 1P and 2P there were always arguments within the class which forced everyone into different groups but in 3P and 4P, it seems that all we ever do is argue with the teacher. and that, to me, is simply fantastic. it rocks. ((: i hope that when we go to rj we wont split up and jio girls and stuff. though im pretty sure we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is really random and all, but well if you guys think about it, you'll realise how great it is to be in 4P. you look at 4M where everybody's in different cliques and stoning in their small 'designated' groups, and at 4L where there's a retard called jinghua who belongs to some chemical testing medical facility, and you can't help but think, 4P is seriously one of the best classes to be in!! i mean like, look at our pe lessons! even though our chem teacher keeps saying we suck, we're not the ones who resort to flicking our own 'test-tubes', eh? we r0x0rs ftw. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw im going to link toiletfreak soon cos i know slau cant wait to flame him. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. omx paris hilton is hot. as in really, really, hot. omx. and happy chinese new year everyone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-2157140307478160178?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2157140307478160178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=2157140307478160178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/2157140307478160178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/2157140307478160178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/title.html' title='title -_-'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-2455176283980700504</id><published>2007-02-16T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T03:56:58.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>OKAY. OKAY. UPDATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha omx today was damn retarded xD we spent our morning stoning in the hall listening to talenttime and making fun of every house except MOOR HOUSE (cos it's my house and we are w1nn3rs!!!), although the moor juniors kinda looked like they were heavy drug abusers. as in. let-me-shove-that-tube-of-crack-up-my-nose kinda abusers, seeing how fast their feet moved and how they wore masks of pigs. yes. pigs. okay maybe they weren't masks, it could be just that they looked like pigs, so i dont know. o_0 the teachers around us got pretty pist cos we were basically jus poking funny at everyone and well we got told of by mrs. lim quite alot of times. but what to expect, we were making a hell lotta noise. there was one part where buckley ppl asked us to stand up to sing along but nobody stood up. nonetheless, leehe and i played a huge part by standing up, doing pelvic thrusts and shouting 'HAADOGHEYY!!!!' it is not really a surprise that buckley screwed up. as usual. oh well, peng is committee what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school we didn't know what to do so we went to watch ghostrider. it was pretty stupid. -_- there is only so many times you can watch a guy's head burn before you wish you had a freakin hose by your side. instead, what we had was neo by our side. neo, who was making a lot of noise. neo, who was trying to jump onto timo's lap and pretend to be joyce. neo, who is a stupid bugger. it's damn fun to watch movies wif neo but it's damn embarassing too xD well i guess it's worth it just for kicks (as in. it's worth kicking neo.)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to gym then went wif leehe to meet his churchfrens. they're called a 'cell' and i have no idea why, unless during church time everybody is confined to different cells like prisoners (albeit probably chained to bibles instead of metal balls). i have this feeling they call each other 'cellmates' which is pretty damn disturbing. would you want to be called my cellmate huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epic movie (which we watched after that) is total bullshit xD i mean it's damn funny and everyth is so stupid i choked on my food but it's seriously damn full of crap and it's only a one hour show so i guess you should only watch it if you have nothing better to do in that one hour (playing WOW does not count, u sad losers) and u have $7.50 to waste. which we proceeded to do. i laughed throughout the entire movie cos it was seriously hilarious (ooh oxymoron) but ya its not fanatastic or anyth so it's up to you guys whether you want to watch it or not. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCTS are coming. i am contemplating two choices; 1) going to ask the teachers in charge of softball for some kinda solution cos our matches start on that freaking week so i'll probably fail (but not as badly as jorel) and 2) suicide. something keeps telling me that the second choice has a higher % chance of succeeding but. i don't know. yet. the building opposite my house looks awfully high though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CONCLUSION!!! today was a stupid but funny day wheeee ftw (Y)!!1!!!1! cant wait for the next holiday (: sigh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-2455176283980700504?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2455176283980700504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=2455176283980700504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/2455176283980700504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/2455176283980700504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-8185642098176172686</id><published>2007-02-12T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T06:57:27.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>today we watched a bio video of some woman breastfeeding her baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. ya. in short, it was a very leaky procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i have much more to say. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try to blog more tmr cos v tired + sleepy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-8185642098176172686?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8185642098176172686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=8185642098176172686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/8185642098176172686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/8185642098176172686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-4176084232680830708</id><published>2007-02-11T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T06:52:19.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is a filler post because i have really no idea what to post but i don't want my blog to die!!!!1!! DONT DIE!!! AHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to cut my hair. and now it's damn short. not the damn short as in 'yongster you are damn short' but damn short as in 'bacteria can use my hair as toothbrush bristles or violin bow' kinda short. ya. that kinda short!!!! knn!!! (i hav realised i havnt used knn for a very very long time, and using it makes me feel pleased. teeheehee. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convo i am currently having wif jorel right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Çhanky; sepia.~* says:&lt;br /&gt;i still havent cutted my hair&lt;br /&gt;[merrill']9 says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;[merrill']9 says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;[merrill']9 says:&lt;br /&gt;well you could stook ur head in the microwave at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, there are not many comebacks you can give to a guy who says he hasn't cutted his hair yet, besides throwing him a bloody dictionary and maybe stooking it up his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd after training we softballers went pastamania to eat and we called some sec 3 girl named amanda wif my phone (yes. you read it right. my phone.) and told her shihao liked her. which was a blatant but funny lie, and who the heck cares :D (besides shihao... and then ... uh. who the heck cares!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;disclaimer:&lt;/u&gt; a large part of this post was deleted due to the possibility that the ppl mentioned above would get pissed off. therefore i would like to stress that amanda, shihao and me are purely fictional characters and all similarities to real life ppl wif those particular names are totally coincidental and accidental, and made up by people wif nothing better to do. ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this training where everyone was damn tired and daniel wanted to say 'guys! warm down!' but what came out of his mouth was... 'dessert! dessert!' we were all like 0_o wth! but he quickly said smth like 'AHHH SHIT. I MEAN... GUYS, WARM DOWN!!' but i cannot blame him cos at that time our minds were all thinking abt the stuff we wanted the most. i would have said 'SLEEP!' and slau would have probly screamed 'SEX! SEX!!' But he does that all the time anyway so no big deal i guess. If he had screamed 'i am going to fast like gandhi and not be a chubby boy anymore!!' then i might have died of shock, among the failures of other various bodily processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i have just realised something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like i am on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this calls for immediate action. pass the freaking knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass jorel!!! xD woohoo you thought i was gonna cut MYSELF!? NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oaky filler post done yay goodnite byebye tmr got math cct i am going to fail and grow up as a failure. tadaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-4176084232680830708?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4176084232680830708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=4176084232680830708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/4176084232680830708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/4176084232680830708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/crap.html' title='crap'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-4595949382729028041</id><published>2007-02-09T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T02:01:38.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>I am very lazy to post anyth today leh. just went gym so v tired zzz tmr still got training. i'll jus say smth which kevin said today during pe lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;merrill&lt;/strong&gt;: 'eh cake, your leg got rash again ah.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tze ern&lt;/strong&gt;: 'yes and i have 2 penii.' okay fine he didn't actually say that but i cant rmb what he said so let's just pretend he said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kevin lim&lt;/strong&gt;: 'haha are you sure it isnt mould? cos cake will grow mould when you leave it outside. hahaha okay dont hit me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kevin lim&lt;/strong&gt;: 'owwww'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i think we should just shoot kevinlim. o_0 seriously. shoot the bloody bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Walk Away (Paula Deanda ft. The Dey)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're gonna remember me boo&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you too&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget all the crazy shh we used to do&lt;br /&gt;You was doing too much, I wasn't doing enough&lt;br /&gt;That's what your friends say, you got a man anyway&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain them either,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna leave ya&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, it's hard to walk away when I see you&lt;br /&gt;When I see you I remember when the day&lt;br /&gt;You put your shoes on before and moved on before I could say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you with your new girl just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And I feel that I must confess&lt;br /&gt;Even though it kills me to have to say&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit that I was impressed&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd call it show of affection&lt;br /&gt;Gotta commend you on your selection&lt;br /&gt;Though I know I shouldn't be concerned&lt;br /&gt;In the back of my mind I can't help but question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she rub your feet&lt;br /&gt;When you've had a long day&lt;br /&gt;And scratch your scalp&lt;br /&gt;When you take out your braids&lt;br /&gt;Does she know you like to play PS2&lt;br /&gt;'Til 6 in the morning like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain this feeling (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I think about it everyday&lt;br /&gt;And even though we've moved on (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;It gets so hard to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;(Forever you will live in my memory)&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget how we used to be&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to live my life from day to day&lt;br /&gt;Hoping maybe you'll come back&lt;br /&gt;I know I tell myself not to be afraid to move on&lt;br /&gt;But it seems I can't&lt;br /&gt;Though my new man is giving me attention&lt;br /&gt;But it ain't the same as your affection&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should be content&lt;br /&gt;In the back of my mind I can't help but question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he kiss me on my forehead&lt;br /&gt;Before we lay&lt;br /&gt;Show up on my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;With a bouquet&lt;br /&gt;Does he call me in the middle of the day&lt;br /&gt;Just to say baby I love you like you used to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain this feeling (I can't explain) (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I think about it everyday (everyday)&lt;br /&gt;And even though we've moved on (moved on) (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;It gets so hard to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;(Forever you will live in my memory)&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget how we used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;The things we did, the way we share our fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me, my friend, my love, my family&lt;br /&gt;How did we lose the love that was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I kiss her, wish that it was you that I'm kissin'&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I miss him, wish that it was you that I'm missin'&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hug her, wish that it was you that I'm huggin'&lt;br /&gt;And I realize how much I'm buggin&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I express this feeling&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody compares to you&lt;br /&gt;And you know that she'll never love you like I do(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain this feeling (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;I think about it everyday (everyday) (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And even though we've moved on (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It gets so hard to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget how we used to be&lt;br /&gt;(I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Forever you will live in my memory&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me)&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain this feeling&lt;br /&gt;I think about it everyday (everyday)&lt;br /&gt;And even though we've moved on (moved on)&lt;br /&gt;It gets so hard to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;Walk away (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;(Forever you will live in my memory)&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget how we used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna remember you, you're gonna remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i love that song. :\ no idea why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-4595949382729028041?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4595949382729028041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=4595949382729028041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/4595949382729028041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/4595949382729028041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-1545845274754324896</id><published>2007-02-07T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:18:52.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i didn't go training for the first time in i have no idea how many million years cos i wanted to take a break. with training, school takes up like more than half of my day. and now without training, i have nothing to do. o_0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw i know my blogskin is some emo shit but wa lao it was the only one which looked good. so im stuck with this. at least, until i get better at photoshop (and hopefully html though that will probably never happen) so that i can make my own blogskins. sadly, i suck **** at photoshop, which is why i am always asking for tami's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. ANYBODY WHO'S GOOD AT PHOTOSHOP PLS TELL ME COS SHE IS ALWAYS BLACKMAILING ME AND I AM GETTING V ANGRY. THX!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on!! i need help here! (and somehow when i see 'v angry' i think of viagra i have no idea why. screw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have realised that some of my juniors are extremely retarded. as you all know, in RI the rugby posts are somewhere near the softball diamond so there is a chance that people might knock into the posts when tryin to catch the ball or are blind. one of my brilliant sec3s asked mr chng 'sir, how come they put cushions on the poles already!?' i asked him 'wth u bloody cuckoo would u rather knock into smth soft or smth hard?' then mr chng said 'aiya merrill, they sec 3 only, maybe by the time they're sec4 they'll realise knocking into something hard is pretty painful. idiots.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's a valid point, i guess. o_0 thanks mr chng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not been sleeping very well and i suspect this has something to do with watching weird al yankovic's videos on youtube every night before i sleep -_- i have this feeling i laugh alot in my sleep, resulting in me choking for breath and waking up trying to tear out my windpipe. here's the song that's stuck in my head and it's cake's fault cos he asked me to watch it on youtube and made me die laughing, that bugger. now i'm hooked. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"White &amp;amp; Nerdy" by Weird Al Yankovic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see me mowin'&lt;br /&gt;My front lawn&lt;br /&gt;I know they're all thinking&lt;br /&gt;I'm so White N' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna roll with-&lt;br /&gt;The gangsters&lt;br /&gt;But so far they all thinkI'm too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Really, really white n' nerdy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First in my class here at M.I.T.&lt;br /&gt;Got skills, I'm a Champion of DND&lt;br /&gt;MC Escher that's my favorite MC&lt;br /&gt;Keep your 40I'll just have an Earl Grey tea&lt;br /&gt;My rims never spin to the contrary&lt;br /&gt;You'll find they're quite stationary&lt;br /&gt;All of my action figures are cherry&lt;br /&gt;Steven Hawkings in my library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MySpace page is all totally pimped out&lt;br /&gt;I got people begging for my top 8 spaces&lt;br /&gt;Yo I know Pi to a thousand places&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces&lt;br /&gt;I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;I'm a whiz at minesweeper I can play for days&lt;br /&gt;Once you see my sweet moves you're gonna stay amazed,&lt;br /&gt;My fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze&lt;br /&gt;There's no killer app I haven't run&lt;br /&gt;At Pascal, well, I'm number 1&lt;br /&gt;Do vector calculus just for fun&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a gat but I gotta soldering gun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy days is my favourite theme song&lt;br /&gt;I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong&lt;br /&gt;I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on&lt;br /&gt;I'm fluent in Java Script as well as Klingon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see me roll on, my Segway&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart they think I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to roll with-&lt;br /&gt;The gangsters&lt;br /&gt;Although it's apparent I'm too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;How'd I get so white n' nerdy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been browsing, inspectin'&lt;br /&gt;X-men comics you know I collect 'em&lt;br /&gt;The pens in my pocket I must protect 'em&lt;br /&gt;My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored&lt;br /&gt;Shopping online for deals on some writable media&lt;br /&gt;I edit Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;I memorized Holy Grail really well&lt;br /&gt;I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL&lt;br /&gt;I got a business doing websites&lt;br /&gt;When my friends need some code who do they call?&lt;br /&gt;I do HTML for them all&lt;br /&gt;Even made a homepage for my dog!&lt;br /&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a fanny pack&lt;br /&gt;they were having a sale down at the GAP&lt;br /&gt;Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap&lt;br /&gt;POP POP!&lt;br /&gt;Hope no one sees me gettin' freaky!&lt;br /&gt;I'm nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour cream&lt;br /&gt;I was in AV club and Glee club and even the chess team!&lt;br /&gt;Only question I ever thought was hard&lt;br /&gt;Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?&lt;br /&gt;I spend every weekend at the renaissance fair&lt;br /&gt;I got my name on my under wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see me strollin'&lt;br /&gt;They laughin'&lt;br /&gt;And rollin' their eyes 'cause I'm so white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;All because I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bowl with-&lt;br /&gt;The gangsters&lt;br /&gt;But oh well it's obvious I'm white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too white n' nerdy&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i have realised three things over this week.&lt;br /&gt;1) i should stop pushing jorel cos he is always crying like a freakin baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) it's a big effort to try to be nice xD (and i am not succeeding so far.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) i am very black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-1545845274754324896?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/feeds/1545845274754324896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38858163&amp;postID=1545845274754324896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/1545845274754324896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38858163/posts/default/1545845274754324896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flybyguy.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-to-do.html' title='nothing to do'/><author><name>merrill~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05216826181614619011</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-38858163.post-117076372227887429</id><published>2007-02-06T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T04:35:38.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay first post</title><content type='html'>hahaha this is my first post just for testing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. ya. *test*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i really hope this blog doesn't die too soon, though i have this feeling it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_0 now, what the heck is wrong with the title of the post, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no links yet but um jus wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38858163-117076372227887429?l=flybyguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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