<?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-27665112</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:01:04.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^KC</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-116489385409565285</id><published>2006-11-30T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:37:34.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOVED! relink! &lt;a href="http://deepincoma-.blogspot.com"&gt;http://deepincoma-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-116489385409565285?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/116489385409565285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/116489385409565285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/11/moved-relink-httpdeepincoma.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-116269244312715941</id><published>2006-11-05T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T10:07:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-khai cheeeeong-6-2-14.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds true to me xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-116269244312715941?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/116269244312715941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/116269244312715941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-will-your-obituary-say-at.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-116118285761087282</id><published>2006-10-18T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:47:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo it has been 3 weeks since my last post. much of lazying arnd and MUGGING(?) and now the freaking CTs are finally over!! but there hasnt been much fun after it ended. somehow felt a sense of emptiness inside. does that show that im turning mugger?! if yes hurray!! lets get a GPA of 4 next year =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an afternoon of hardcore gaming.&lt;br /&gt;but people taking history and lit lamenting,&lt;br /&gt;cos they feel that life's too demanding.&lt;br /&gt;so they kinda give up and stop their mugging,&lt;br /&gt;and decided to switch back to dotaing,&lt;br /&gt;without much confidence for tomorrow's final sprinting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah damn random. but i think i'll make a good poet =)) those who are still trying to survive their CTS. ALL THE BEST =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-116118285761087282?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/116118285761087282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/116118285761087282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-in-action-wooo-it-has-been-3.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115927190447869131</id><published>2006-09-26T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:58:24.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurray!! the picture is finally back. and lifes been really boring so there's nothing much to talk about. school. gym. therapies. no rugby. sco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best thing is.. the physio therapist told me to do strengthening exercises on my own and when im ready.... I CAN TRY TO GO BACK TO MY SPORT! wooo hoo. its like. a *something*(god's) gift. yea man hope my knee doesnt fail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hady won lol. another "7-11 idol". and their advertisement techniques a bit too annoying ah. place a big, big gulp, cup right in front of the judges. not like no one knows that they are one of the sponsers. hmmm so take a guess. who will be the next female singer who will partner hady in the 7-11 advertisements and singing the next national day theme song?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115927190447869131?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115927190447869131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115927190447869131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/09/hurray-picture-is-finally-back.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115884457145053179</id><published>2006-09-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:16:11.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid blogskin with a broken pic link. no it looks so. BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is my rugger-in-training:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/Image(176).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/320/Image%28176%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewwttt right? gotta find a replacement for me in case i cant play anymore =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115884457145053179?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115884457145053179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115884457145053179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-blogskin-with-broken-pic-link.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115884170485187301</id><published>2006-09-21T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:28:24.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attempting to revive this blog, which is dying cos of my laziness =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get my ass on the field.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115884170485187301?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115884170485187301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115884170485187301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/09/attempting-to-revive-this-blog-which.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115746697152674958</id><published>2006-09-05T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:38:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks guys for everything. and yes. junchang i believe that the thing you were eating is good for knees. first therapy session today.. wasnt tht bad. just like the things i do in gym. and each therapy session cost like 40bucks over there. hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and steve irwin died. died happier than me living. as least he managed to do stuffs that he liked to do and made an impact to people's life. those turtles on msn nicks. and i only played rugby for a mere 2 years. and i might not be able to play anymore. maybe i should have continued ponning trng and not come back. i might not even have this regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hoping that you will come back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115746697152674958?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115746697152674958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115746697152674958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-guys-for-everything_05.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115726523165429142</id><published>2006-09-03T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:35:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the worst day of my entire fucking life. 5 fucking hours in orchard was my worst 5 hours. at 12:44pm yesterday. my rugby life started collapsing in front of me. and its just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torn front ligament of right knee. as in torn. not tear. torn. fucking torn. as in not even visible. this wasn't the worst. my upper cartilage. gone too. both these fuckers in my knee all gone. which means no sprinting for me. no side-stepping for me. no scrumming for me. no lifting for me. in short. no rugby for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel fucking lost  now. what am i supposed to do. go for therapies and wait for the other knee ligaments to take over the stupid ligament's job. how long. god knows. worst case scenario. knee rly jialat and have to go for opt. WTF is this. just one fucking training session when i got pissed off. not even during a finals. not even during a match. if theres anything up above. show me that you exist. show me that its not the end of my rugby career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to take rugby away from me. you might as well take away my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115726523165429142?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115726523165429142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115726523165429142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-was-worst-day-of-my-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115711277200195189</id><published>2006-09-01T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:12:52.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven blogged for quite a while. feeling slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz just got screwed by my parents for screwing my knee up again. its as if i want it to happen. 2 months. 2 fucking months and it hasnt even healed abit. why the fuck do we get injuries? feel like an emo fuck now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. went gym this morning for "Rhys's gym session-tutorial" at bishan. BISHAN! in the end woke up late and had to cab there. gyming was quite fruitful. high intensities. feeling muscles bulging out. shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to swim at bishan complex and we had a relay. kentan as first, martin second, jonat third and me(being the fastest swimmer and a pai-knee) last vs brandon,chew,chris and leo. it was a great tough battle as kenneth tan and brandon yow pitted their skills of breaststroke and amazingly, kenneth tan won the fight, even though his head didnt go underwater. brandon you suck =P then it was martin vs chew. martin used breaststroke at first and chew was freestyling. halfway through, chew changed to breaststroke instead(i guess he was tired. lousy =D)although i couldnt make out the winner since i couldnt see nuts without my lenses. den jonat ACTUALLY owned chris. swan like damn fast. but obviously the best swimmer finished off the race with an ownage lap against leonard. MY TEAM WON! haha u suckers. den we went for a half-an-hour tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to j8 foodcourt for lunch den went home. i m sooo dead. brother's present was due yesterday and i haven even gotten it. any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115711277200195189?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115711277200195189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115711277200195189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/09/haven-blogged-for-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115642125757949989</id><published>2006-08-24T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:07:37.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kns. got screwed by the teachers during the both dmp modules today. first it was english. talk a bit in class then in the end I'm the only one scolded. and she said i am on the verge of flunking &lt;strike&gt;when i am like paying full attention in class&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was philo. play tic tac toe on table den got caught. in the end got more philo work to do. kns. attitude assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to gym after school and did some slacking weights since i gymed yesterday alr. freaking tired now. saw greg and boxer king at bishan gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to orchard with chew, leo, greg and boxer king to meet fengshuo, brandon, chris and glenn. hanged arnd at taka and wisma in the branded shops, guailaning arnd. went into this handbag shop and they actually asked us to look at the new collection -.- do we fkin look like we are going to buy those ex shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ways to guailan salespeople in branded shit ex shops:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Get in and pick up something expensive(without price tag) den give the cashier 2 bucks and ask for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Get in and attract a salesperson. then look arnd with him/her, acting as if u wanna buy those ex shit. den ask: may i know which way is the mrt station?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.give the ushers at the door 10cent tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.pay in coins for some 3k+ blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go do eng and philo shit now. buaixxzxzxzx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115642125757949989?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115642125757949989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115642125757949989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/08/kns.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115616728494538147</id><published>2006-08-21T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:34:44.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhh. i had a bad day. i wanna go back to train. freaking boring standing on the sideline, deprived the chance of stepping and burning jonat. sho sadxzx. stupid chris go train again and sprained the same ankle. tell you dun solidcore train alr. the fat man only sells canned 100plus dun sell bottled 100plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! last day of the great and sacred library duty. m*a*n*i the is the nicest indian lady i've ever known. at least shes the only one. she actually praised us on our good behavior in front of cheryl yap! ooohhhh lurbxzx. tomorrow's gonna be koolx. literary stylistics that everyone pons. see who is the teacher tmr. but still have the damned online forum philo shit. fuxx euuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gym day! hey sistarr! lets solidcore trng and den drink hundred plus to quench our thirst!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115616728494538147?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115616728494538147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115616728494538147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115582383081892902</id><published>2006-08-17T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:10:30.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now playing: Stars Are Blind-Paris Hilton (this song can't fail to make me laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had the first lesson of philosophy of science by dennis au. damn slack, halfway through still can go snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then as usual, me and jun went for the great library duty and we even made a HML-unite cheer xD at first we were posted to a damn slack post to man the bookings of com. den fuck yap go make us split, jun got the slack job while i fking rearranged the whole damn library -.- coosturd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was slack as usual. then went to hand arnd in J8 for a while then went home to catch a nap while brandon and jun went to chew's hse. then went to gym since i had nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's gonna be a long slack day. better start listening to stars are blind again xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldn't blog yesterday cos i played too much =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. 10-15.how the fuck did we lose to ac. we could have just bloody won. cant be bothered to blame the referee anymore. nevermind good job c-div. we are gonna win the b-div next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;language gender and power dmp rocks. bloody slack and we were doing some kind of lian and beng convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dumb brandon got us to go to heerens and came back with nothing in the end. you punyanyi. off to school now. buaix&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115576754851608589?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115576754851608589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115576754851608589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/08/couldnt-blog-yesterday-cos-i-played.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115564378814414956</id><published>2006-08-15T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:09:48.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh life's been screwed. why are there such screwed up shits. to appease my own anger, i changed blog skin!!! =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from gym. whole body aching like shit. nothing to do at home now. dmp so slack that there is nothing to do. c'mon peeps lets go out someday okay? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven blogged for a long time since there was too much "laziness" in me. and tomorrow's the c-dive finals against ACSI. GOTTA WIN DUDES. this is like the first final in 5 years and if we win IT WILL BE THE FIRST GOLD IN LIKE 10 YEARS! c'mon! GO RAFFLES GO RAFFLES GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the first eng and philo classes. hope they are as fun as hist =DD den after that need to do library duty with the dumb ass junchang. kns after ndp celebrations tell me go surfpool watch southpard den kena caught by the fatass-bb-sec4-dumbfcuk-librarian. have to do library duty until next tues. KNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok go dota with kentan alr. cya dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115564378814414956?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115564378814414956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115564378814414956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhh-lifes-been-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115444034696618114</id><published>2006-08-01T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:52:26.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DMPs might not be such good stuff afterall. chi dept just stuffed us with tons of graded work to be completed by this week. and on normal school terms, we take a term. and now, 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SWEAR I AM NOT PLAYING ANY GAMES ANYMORE. at this rate, my knee will never recover. sprain again and again. damn PE modules. cant they have like polo now, so at least i can play and not stone at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok better get down to working to look for the damned eng forum articles. or we have to write 5k word essays if we dont. cant alba(r) just get to her knee operation. spamming us with all the work. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115444034696618114?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115444034696618114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115444034696618114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/08/dmps-might-not-be-such-good-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115426673085404530</id><published>2006-07-30T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:42:17.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a screwed up weekend. first it was the team falling apart. people dont train. people fuck people up who train. ok i didnt know what happened. so please. dun make me agree with you cos i dont know who's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have been informed that there is no contact sports for another month. internal bleedin in my leg and shit. muscles arnd the knee all gone. and i got 20cc of blood sucked off from my knee yesterday when i went to see the doc. AND THAT COST 60 BUCKS. + consultation feers, 50 bucks. so its like 110 bucks for 20 mins. kns i swear i m going to be a doctor when i grow up. a specialist that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was CIP yesterday. WOO WENJIAN THANKS FOR LETTING ME TEND THE FOODSTALL. knn slack. but the other four tending the same stall were like helping the old folks there to finish the food. and there was this hot volunteer. =) heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is like so much homework and tests. ri is seriously fucked. SS PT, chem creative assign, academic paper which i just finished. den there is still like bio and chem prac, physis cct and maths ta this week. wooo gonna die. nevermind shall start training from tomorrow to destress. but sorry guys. no touch and contact for me. so i m gonna run round the field and watch you guys train. cya folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115426673085404530?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115426673085404530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115426673085404530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-screwed-up-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115409649562538457</id><published>2006-07-28T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:21:35.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another geog-rocking lesson. we had a damned debate which was like freaking impromptu. and this always happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.opposition states a point to rebutt my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.my team stares back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.rest of class starts throwing paper balls and shout: "FIGHT!FIGHT!FIGHT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.both team started to "fight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after SEVERAL CYCLES, the geog teacher gave up and shouted,"SHUT THE &lt;strike&gt;FUCK&lt;/strike&gt; UP!" and then, she giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WTF? hey geogoteacho, you rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115409649562538457?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115409649562538457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115409649562538457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-geog-rocking-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115382811466144546</id><published>2006-07-25T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:48:34.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GEOG ROCKS. basically the group of us behind just shout of nonsense which contributed to most of the class discussion. and GUESS WAD. that nice new &lt;strike&gt;bitch&lt;/strike&gt; is gonna get us russell peters' tix if we REMAIN good. shld it be like BE good instead of REMAIN good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to maths cct: you got pwned =) simple crap. luckily checked while doing it or i would have failed it. the rest of this week would mean slacking since there is no trng for me. i have a question. why do we have injuries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can do now is gym. and its freaking boring cos i can only do upper body stuff. FUCKKK. when the hell will my knee heal. i swear i m not going to strain it again like today. or it will take forever. back to harcore icing again. FUCKK YOU KNEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115382811466144546?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115382811466144546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115382811466144546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/geog-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115349654493074578</id><published>2006-07-21T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:42:24.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was like totally dumb. in the morning at the end of assembbly they had this short racial harmony celebration i think. then just before it, i had to shit. i just had to shit at that moment -.-" its like. "shit"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den during cle brandon, chew and a few other guys ponned assembly and was freaking saboed by : i am not mentioning names: den after cle jaq sim accounced:"can i see all the rugby players cos i have to congratulate them." the rest of us there were like, ok we are in deep shit. so in the end only those who ponned got scolded and wasnt real bad. haha srry guys, couldnt think of a good excuse in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN FELICIA CHIN. whoa during the 9pm show she was like, hawt, hort, hot. she grows real fast =D ok back to crap projects. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115349654493074578?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115349654493074578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115349654493074578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-like-totally-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115331254456997552</id><published>2006-07-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:35:44.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. damn sad. ri lost both divs. like wth. looked liked they gonna own since they were like bigger than the HCI freaks. and all were cheena imports. bloody obvious. should have won la. some too hardcore but some slammed real well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the judo supporting thing me and chew ponned re, leaving bert and ken to finish the f-ked up re final report. chiou was definitely not pleased with our work. oh wells. who cares. its just re. pass can liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i couldnt go trng cos of my damned knee, went to gym with ho instead. come on biceps and chests, grow bigger faster =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh gotta finish off the damned eng speech now. someone bless tmr to be a good day. chi got compo writing. eng got oral. maths got quiz. physics got quiz. assembly is house meeting where i have to give a speech for running as house captain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115331254456997552?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115331254456997552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115331254456997552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115289494082356405</id><published>2006-07-15T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:38:01.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went home by train alone after the geog talk after school. then when i entered the train at city hall, this cute chio bu looked at me and smiled. whoa shiok. den throughout the whole journey she was like looking at me then i looked back. den was like damn cute when she closed her eyes cos the sun suddenly came out. but damn sad! she looked like a few many more years older than me. then i was like hesitatin to ask for her damned number. so throughout the journey, WHICH WAS ONLY LIKE FOUR OR FIVE STOPS, we merely looked at each other once and then. then she went off. knnbccb. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya forget about it. life's full of missed opportunities. cya folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115289494082356405?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115289494082356405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115289494082356405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-home-by-train-alone-after-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115279490850710304</id><published>2006-07-13T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T20:48:28.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do supposedly &lt;strike&gt;fucked up&lt;/strike&gt; days turn out so slack. was still worrying last night about the physics quiz, the eng oral presentation, the bk test and the buckley captain interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den this turned out. bk test was easy as ABC. physics quiz was postponed to next week and the eng oral wasnt even touched. the buckley captain interview was totally informal. ok people please boycott LG cos life SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to RE conclusion for kentan. damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115279490850710304?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115279490850710304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115279490850710304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-do-supposedly-fucked-up-days-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115271956829646877</id><published>2006-07-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:52:48.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>newest version of buckley anthem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come to sing of buckley's might,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of our courage and of our glory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by our banner we will all unite, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shout, shout of our loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully its right. who cares. just finished the damned english speech since yuzhou didnt want to help me with it. felt like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta mug physics too. kns. going to die. so now chew has given me 3 names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bye(pai) ka-song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. buckley handicaptain (to be =)) hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dunno wad crap he came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks walking around with crutches when you can actually walk. although with slight discomforts. paika here paika there. i will be ok next mon hopefully. now back to hardcore icing and mugging. cya folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115271956829646877?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115271956829646877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115271956829646877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/newest-version-of-buckley-anthem.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115262831981034866</id><published>2006-07-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:31:59.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so gonna die. of all people yap zhan ming or yap zhan peng called me. and guess wad he said. "hi i am zhan ming your buckley captain and you have an interview for the buckley captain. do you want it to be tomorrow, thurs or fri?" wah kns. die. i have a bad feelin that they will be like asking about house cheers and anthem which i haven touched for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind! i shall rise to the position of buckley captain and make sure buckley is not last! wtf. the cheers were easy to find on the web but for the anthem, with the help of chew, brandon, hoho and arif, this is what i got: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come to sing of buckley's might,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of our courage and of our loyalty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together we will all unite, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shout, shout of our glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully its right. ahhh, re tmr. shiok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>this is gonna be a real short post since i am going to mug for the bio test tomorrow. just spent and hour-plus of mind boggling activities, trying to sort out the damned DMPs so i can get the same, or at least similar ones as the other ruggers. and guess it turned out quite nicely. headache. dunno why RI go organise these kind of things make the students more stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from leo's party this morning. and guess it wasnt too gay. italy won! woooo! italia! gogogo. but still i lost my bet. 1-0 also cannot. why must it be a draw?!! damn it. but still i knew italy will win. ok better get down to mugging. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115254234043007203?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115254234043007203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115254234043007203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-gonna-be-real-short-post-since.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115241322997847719</id><published>2006-07-09T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T10:47:09.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fine. never tell me go to that chinese drama shit. now i need to go and attend talks. and kahn finally showed his face in this world cup. and not bad, at least they won 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to leonard's party later. wondering how gay it will get. and i dunno wad to get for him. apparently i cant go out cos of my bloody knee. nevermind shall spend time racking my brains instead of stoning here. ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115241322997847719?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115241322997847719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115241322997847719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115219439371777420</id><published>2006-07-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:59:53.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am disable, but i am not unable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115219439371777420?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115219439371777420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115219439371777420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-disable-but-i-am-not-unable.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115210902340486226</id><published>2006-07-05T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:23:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to those sportsman or sportswoman out there. watch ur legs. dun turn into a pai-ka. here are some pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you make another class angry with you since you swap ur class, which is on the fourth floor with theirs, which is on the first floor =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. its just hurts when u try to exert pressure on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. its dumb when u limp around in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. it sucks even more when you wait in rjc for ur friend's crutches and he decided to pon sch the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ur parents nag at you to quit rugby because they think that you may just &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt; from playing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. you cant train and you feel &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt; weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. people &lt;strike&gt;like brandon and glenn and a few others&lt;/strike&gt; point at you and call you a "pai-ka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you get to study on the ground floor. but it isn't much of a privilege since you cant even walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you class is grateful since thou saved them from climbing up four stories just to reach the classroom. and back down and up again for recess and lunch breaks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. pathetic &lt;strike&gt;creatures&lt;/strike&gt; teachers like albar dun have to climb up four stories. but instead, i still have to climb up to the AVT to get to her class -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. you get to bully people when they try to help you. den you put all ur weight on them and see how they die =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. you get to eat recess and lunch in class together with classmates who bought your food for you =D sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. pon assembly so dun have to go for hair check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. finally, guai-lan the teacher by saying that the energy that ur leg cant use have to be transferred to other parts of the body &lt;strike&gt;like the hands&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok serious. it sucks when you get a sprained knee. cant bathe properly, cant walk properly, cant do nuts. it just sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115210902340486226?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115210902340486226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115210902340486226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-those-sportsman-or-sportswoman-out.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115202013829178950</id><published>2006-07-04T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:35:38.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a shit doctor's day. woke up in the morning and my leg was kinda immobilised. felt like some swollen pig's trotters. thus, school today was officially ponned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up again at like 9+ den went to see doctor. next time you wanna take an x-ray, dun ever go to a damned polyclinic. it will take like 2+ hours for you to finish taking an x-ray and seeing the doctor. anyway the doctor's name was Wong Khai Hong. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after taking lunch, my mum brought me to see a chinese sinseh. and it was another hour's wait. and when it was my turn, i totally got owned by him. siao one. bended and straightened my leg like there was no tomorrow, moreover, that leg was stagnant in its 110 degrees position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he used the accupuncture needles and go anyhow poke my leg. den bleed. somemore go use the light bulb things go suck my knee. siao one. but it was worth the pain cos it definitely felt better. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everything about my crutches-transportation plan works. or i wont be able to enter RI successfully =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115202013829178950?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115202013829178950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115202013829178950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-shit-doctors-day.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115193270247275967</id><published>2006-07-03T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:18:22.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's lesson were &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt; boring. exceptionally. the only suprising thing was that beatrice cho gave me a form. buckley leadership recruitment form. i obviously ponned the morning meeting den she came and gave me the form after class -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was totally &lt;strike&gt;fucked up&lt;/strike&gt;. the only good thing was that there was no running =D then i chionged to tackle the sec 2. i supposed that he was freaking scared and raised his elbow, aiming at my neck. a few of us sec 3 alr kena-ed that guy's power. den i was freaking angry. ran straight to the next guy. den he ran another way b4 i reached him, den i stopped and heard a "crack" sound from my knee which looked like it was twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i was out of trng. the sun was damn hot though. i realised that when i was lookin at the others train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i bathe need to use chair. like wtf, damn pain. maybe pon sch tomorrow =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115193270247275967?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115193270247275967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115193270247275967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-lesson-were-fucking-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115167851393560867</id><published>2006-06-30T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:43:11.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training is starting to rock. hardcore pt. brandon i owned you big time sucker. 3-2 first blood. noob. cant imagine that i was actually worrying for the pt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naruto comics sucks. lasts only for like 20 minutes. to think i even planned to spend tomorrow reading 30 and finishing 31 on sunday -.- and instead finished everything in 40 minutes times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today was mufti day. and we had a 100 mins recess. friggin lame. spent the whole of it in the lt watching portugal vs netherlands. lousy game. so most of us fell alseep in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DMP IS COMING TO OUR WAY IN LIKE 6 WEEKS TIME. bloody long. cant wait to choose those slack subjects with no assignments and all falling on the same day so can "plan" for day offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the psl talk after school. they still have to cut off like 80 of us. hopes diminishing. so mus be guai-kia for this semester. titus as head of the psl comittee. things are gonna be fun when we get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;germany-argentina starting in half an hours time. GOGO GERMANY! and in the meantime, its davinci time. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115167851393560867?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115167851393560867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115167851393560867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/training-is-starting-to-rock_30.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115159099619819594</id><published>2006-06-29T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:23:16.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hAo HaPpY dE wOrXxX. (how do people type this way? finger damn pain.) shortlisted as psl with brandon chew bert kentang and omfg, leonard. wah this gonna be damn fun. if we all manage to go in dunno how screwed up the next sec 1 batch will turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my bro got this pair of brooks shoes from the army which is like fking common and i m supposed to take it as my new shoes. nevermind. it can save me from faizal's pt since the cushioning is like damn shiok. thick like dunno what. but compared to the one i m wearing, it shld be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its mufti day tomorrow. (however you spell it) wear own clothes and nicholas is going to let me wear a shirt that says "god is busy, need any help?" hAo SeH dE wOrXxX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sch is damn boring now. other than faizal's exciting pt. ready for it tomorrow, r^2? pwn faizal big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115159099619819594?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115159099619819594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115159099619819594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/hao-happy-de-worxxx.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115150336439168508</id><published>2006-06-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:02:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg. today was like super tiring. &lt;strike&gt;fuck&lt;/strike&gt; pt on the first training. ran like around the whole campus of ri and rj for 3 times -.- den did sets of like sit ups, pushups and stuff. whoa the sole part damn pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor kenneth lost his ultraman wallet again. looked damn stressed out. ultraman is a jynx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok feelin damn tired now. whole body falling apart. chris wanted me to blog this anyway, he invented this 1 little -something- game. den u continue with similar stuff until one party cannot think. den he will win. and he wants me to say that he pwned me big time. yea thats all. i think i m gonna sleep soon. buaixx buaixzxz de worxxz euuu all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115150336439168508?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115150336439168508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115150336439168508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115124643400793211</id><published>2006-06-25T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:40:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wwwooooooooo. a new bag at last. nike white and orange sling. after hunting for one since the start of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING! do not follow brandon wherever you go. his sense of direction is seriously kanasai. he brought me around cruise center. and i mean around. from one side to another and back again without finding the shop which sells nice bags. only succeeded the next attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met glenn and chew and we "mugged" at macs. ok half of us were. the mugger-brandon and mugger-ken. kinda ironic. did shit prank calls about some national colours thing to kendrick and leonard and they believed. kendrick is like pai ka and he believed. leonard was pure dumb too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the best part. prank call jonat and say glenn's phone was missing. wah damn fun. he even called glenn's mother. got our discounted adidas deo den went to buy our bags. we spent 200+ bucks there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i left to cut hair at ps. wah siao today ec house damn crowded. there was this baldie who actually bothered to have a hair cut. then there was these two brothers who looked the same before and after their haircut. waste my time waiting. like brandon said,"so rich go donate to united negro funds".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished a two proper rounds of dota. tomorrow last day of holiday alr. better finish hw fast. aaahh.*drops dead*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115124643400793211?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115124643400793211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115124643400793211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/wwwooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115115773919255433</id><published>2006-06-24T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T22:17:25.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok today was kinda screwed up. everything went AGAINST my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, when i was visitin my grandfather who was in a two-bedded ward due to his knee operation. and on the other bed, was this indian boy around my age. then i was hanging around at the door listening to my mp3 cos i had nothing better to do. than this nurse from china came and asked, " are the the patient?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;GOD DAMN IT. DO I LOOK LIKE AN INDIAN TO YOU?&lt;/strike&gt; i kindly and seriously nicely said no. ok this is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEN GUESS WHAT. this other &lt;strike&gt;pig-like&lt;/strike&gt; nurse went around calling a name which sounded a lot like "khai cheong". wads worse she walked past me for like 3 or 4 times. had the damned urge to tell her that that's my &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt; name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i was about to die of boredom in the ward, my great father suggested to take a walk at paragon and maybe to the rest of orchard road. i was like damn happy when we found out that there was this &lt;strike&gt;fucking heavy&lt;/strike&gt; rain. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair cut. buy bag. maybe shoes. tomorrow is gonna be today in 2 hours time and i am lookin forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115115773919255433?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115115773919255433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115115773919255433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-today-was-kinda-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115097836426517417</id><published>2006-06-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:12:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Come on lets go, real slow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't you see baby asi es perfecto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115097836426517417?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115097836426517417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115097836426517417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/come-on-lets-go-real-slowdont-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115090696875798085</id><published>2006-06-21T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:48:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf. the mexico guy jus missed a penalty to equalise. wad a noob :( portugal lose or tie i jump off building alr. 2-1 currently. sure win one la. no worries. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gymed this morning. wah the strains are like damn shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to train the c-div in the afternoon. a waste of time and energy and everything else. saw leonards true love at the seven eleven outside braddell mrt. some indian who looks like a she-male. looks like some wrestler. scary like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with the ruggers at mcs and leonard was getting niaoed like siao for being GAY. he said he saw mardan(ahh however u spell his name -.-) NAKED. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to visit my grandpa at mount elizabeth hospital again. looked better now. but still looked damn sian and lethargic. feel so sad for him. met my brother and dad there and took dinner AGAIN tgt at taka.*buuurrrppp* wah siao damn full. urgh. y did tori q run out of rice when i had the urge to eat japanese-satay. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" 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src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j236/kasong/24a7ce65.jpg" width="639" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yea that's sad right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/DSCN4246.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ooooh i'm blind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/DSCN4247.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 365px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="628" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j236/kasong/3ebe9748.jpg" width="607" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shhh. dun tell anyone. this is the secret to big muscles like mine =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/DSCN4248.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 366px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="738" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j236/kasong/11db360e.jpg" width="439" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ah that kinda stinks doesnt it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 368px; HEIGHT: 274px" height="604" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j236/kasong/6338dd6d.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/DSCN4251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/DSCN4251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/DSCN4251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey hey hey. that's kinda true hey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="625" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j236/kasong/e053ed4f.jpg" width="458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O.o this one no comments :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok time to stop "dicking" around. time to get some sleep for the 3 o'clock match afterwards. woo holland and argentina. holland must win!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115090696875798085?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115090696875798085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115090696875798085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115082174299946976</id><published>2006-06-21T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:42:23.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus finished watching the ger-ecu match. 3-0 ownage for germany lol. maybe its just that ecuador sucks. their defender can even lose the ball when its a slow ball going straight at them. too lousy de worx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went lanning for the first time in like months with junchang, chew, cow, kentan, hongxiu and the monster. den went to watch she's the man. american people siao one. dare to flash on soccer pitch in front of a stadium of audience. psycho shits. but if singapore like that i also dun mind. =D by the way. when u buy lays chips. dun buy salt and vinegar one. smells like shit and taste likes shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took dinner at burger king and the jokes they cracked were seriously friggin dumb and they gave me a damn bad stomach ache. but still. feel damn bad enjoying myself outside when my grandfather was having his knee operation and suffering. so i went to visit him after that at mount elisabeth. looked so sickly. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think gonna sleep soon. so boring. can someone tell me wad i can do to kill time??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115082174299946976?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115082174299946976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115082174299946976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/jus-finished-watching-ger-ecu-match.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115068118400668191</id><published>2006-06-19T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T09:39:44.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgot to blog last night after watching the brazil match. which was quite disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u watched the brazil-aus match after watching the jap-crotia match, it makes think that brazil is an even better team. the jap-cro was like damn boring. expected japan to win though. but they tied with no goals AT ALL at 0-0. waste time watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brazil match was quite disappointing but they still won by quite a margin though. wooo brazil rocks! =D also, ronaldo turned FAT. as in really FAT. i don't know any other words that can be used other than FAT to describe him. i wonder what he would have done if he heard the commentator calling him fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand, australia played unexpectedly well. serious solid defence. but still. brazil is the one who rocks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. dunno wad to say alr. going to gym now. back tonight hopefully. that is if my memory doesnt fail me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115068118400668191?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115068118400668191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115068118400668191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/forgot-to-blog-last-night-after.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115046586825507130</id><published>2006-06-16T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:51:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and this dumb thing is done at the damned request from both brandon and chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. come up with 8 qualities you want to see in your ideal lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. do indicate the sex of your ideal lover, we'd dearly love to see if you're straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. tag eight other hapless victims' blogs and beleague them with this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. second-timers don't have to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gender of ideal lover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. chiobu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. cannot be like this -&gt; de worxzx nehxzx bahxzx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. cannot be dao de worxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. dun make me a chris and empty my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. no cheating on me de larhx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. dun make me do stuff tt i seriously hate to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. most importantly a girl =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 8 poor victims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever read this will have to do it =D&lt;br /&gt;since ppl tell me to do alr means they have done it so cant be bothered pointing to individuals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115046586825507130?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115046586825507130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115046586825507130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-this-dumb-thing-is-done-at-damned.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115046431409819215</id><published>2006-06-16T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:19:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!! feelin damn fat now worxzx. ate like a plate of chicken rice and another plate of charsiew noodles. feelin hao fat de worxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. the first time i went out since last sunday. i have a life again. still. no homework completed =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched RV with hong xiu and junchang and chew. was supposed to watch she's the man la. amanda bynes is like hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the two dumb idiots jun an xiu hanged arnd crapping in hmv so much that we missed the show. then they wanted to watch omen but still missed it -.-" why are we always late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so ended up watching RV and the daughter is a lindsay lohan lookalike while the other family's mother was a pamela anderson lookalike. boobs-fusion. fooo! quite a funny show though. if you would like nice laughs then go for it. robine william is dumb enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still cant manage to get my new shoes and bag. dunno what to choose still. somebody help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here's another dumb video of junchang in the food court. i think i m gonna make him the next hard gay or ali-g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok meddled around with my phone cables but doesnt seem to work. guess i will have to do it another time then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115046431409819215?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115046431409819215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115046431409819215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahhh-feelin-damn-fat-now-worxzx.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-115036901182224240</id><published>2006-06-15T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T20:21:13.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh.... shiok. came back from the gym and like damn happy. bigger chest =D haven gymed for a long time cos was addicted to WoW for a few days and got bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, din blog for almost a week alr. world cup fever on and dumb idiots(speaking in the shoes of poor people living in the far east or west of singapore) actually go all the way to RI to go watch the matches. its like 10pm at night and u r going to sch??!! $#%$# get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum jus came back from china and granted me a pirated dvd watching marathon. going for bbm soon. lol. feeling gay =D. and the bloody da vinci code is in chinese =.=" china frauds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad! gonna start on hw soon. since yuzhou is finishing some for me alr. reading the dumb book. cant help it. too bored. hols are boring. girls can shop to spend their time but wad can guys do? gym and lan and pool all day long?? suggestions pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-115036901182224240?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115036901182224240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/115036901182224240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114985742764170123</id><published>2006-06-09T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:50:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaahhh. #$%#$%# spend time doing this video blogging and there is a screwup. why are there white spaces? can someone tell me how to get rid of them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114985742764170123?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114985742764170123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114985742764170123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/aaahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114985724463503240</id><published>2006-06-09T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:47:24.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>urgh din manage to blog these few days cos i fell sick. why do i always fall sick during the holidays?!!!*@#$#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get done with these first video and photo blogging. den off to more sleeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were taken when we had training on wed. junchang used his brother's humongous housefly to try to scare people but to no avail cos he sucked big time. cant even scare people with that shit lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first attempt was on leonard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EjjCDEbzpFI" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den it was two more attempts on the sec2s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXFMm41NSFk" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously he never gave up. and gave one last shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqPzcnTall8" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he finally admitted that he sucked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly. his cute little housefly got amputated by a even bigger basketball thrown at it. how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/1600/Image(123).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/441/2918/320/Image%28123%29.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/27665112-114985724463503240?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114985724463503240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114985724463503240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/urgh-din-manage-to-blog-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114951779468298248</id><published>2006-06-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:29:54.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok damn this photo blogging thing. resize to the size damn nice then they go show this damn dua picture. someone help me. i suck at this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114951779468298248?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114951779468298248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114951779468298248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-damn-this-photo-blogging-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114951698064170012</id><published>2006-06-05T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:16:20.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gymed with bert who loves to slack. only spent arnd 40 mins. shortest one i ever got thanks to great slacker bertrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to tampines mall to look for a shirt but cant find a nice one. varieties there are so little. guess gotta try somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training the c div as usual and had fun playing and joking arnd. but some fucktart had to come and ruin my day by wanting to fight me. cb waste my time go there train u and u wan go fight me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways managed to smuggle some mcdonalds food into braddell mrt. i think they saw us but supposed that they didnt care since i wasnt eating. went out to find my father at somerset who brought me to queensway to get new boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd shopping trip with my dad since yesterday going to the ntuc. bought this predator absolion. no money for absolutes. its like 299. wtf? but still amn happy saved like 49 bucks. went to one shop at first but they didnt have my size. (they sold it at 159.) den went to another shop which sold it at 110! woo so happy bargain till liddat. here is a pic of how it looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cant copy the full html code here dunno y but its at my profile. had a long chat with my dad on the way home and its the only one that we didnt start arguing. everytime we will argue and argue. but he's stressed out in work ya so i cant blame him i guess. gave me an inspiring talk about working hard and stuff. think i gonna pick my mugger self up man. cant let him down. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114951698064170012?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114951698064170012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114951698064170012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/gymed-with-bert-who-loves-to-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114943601147482763</id><published>2006-06-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:49:31.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was too bored and cheryl ask me to try this out and this happened... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114943601147482763?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114943601147482763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114943601147482763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-too-bored-and-cheryl-ask-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114942932315797095</id><published>2006-06-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:55:23.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>loads of reminiscing going on today. first time i went to library in like 4 years. (other that the dumb school library)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to go to the bedok library with my mum right after school when i was still a primary school student. didnt seem long ago but 4 years have passed. wtf? felt like a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after dinner went to the park near my house that i visit once a year. i feel like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started playing with the swing and those bouncy animals in the playground. woooo! feeling so childish today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored to death cant play com for nuts. people in euro bnet are losers and the bloody SG WoW server is down the whole day. so now can only rely on brandon to send me the crack to us west. so i can play with supposedly "pro"er peeps. but in actual fact they are just richer than us poor folks, being able to afford those games. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this june hols is full of ups and downs. urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114934881952038175</id><published>2006-06-03T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:33:39.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one word: shiok! woke up at like 1 today to make up for waking up so early for four days. been damn long since slept till so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically stoned in front of the tv for the whole day cos was too lazy to go out and com was hogged. mus be retribution. hog last night till like 12+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... sundays are boring game-hardcoring days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114934881952038175?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114934881952038175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114934881952038175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-word-shiok-woke-up-at-like-1-today.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114926466594445424</id><published>2006-06-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:11:05.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>counted cars in the morning. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wecounted one less interval, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had breakfast in mcs again, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(isn't life boring?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and bert decided to go kentang's house to install WoW. since server wasnt up we watched some dumb vids andsome hot mtvs. if you havent watched the longest yard, go dl it or buy the dvd or wadeva. its fkin hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home but WoW server wasnt up still. so i stoned in front of com and had lunch den went out again for the c-div trng. wad a waste of money and time. quite fun though the trngs. whack here and there, scrum here and there. cracked lame jokes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but WHY DO THEY GET SUCH SLACK PTs. although i ponned trng for the whole of sec 1, but their "fitness" work was seriously shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side-note: just owned 2 games of inhouse dota. lion and leshrac rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant imagine tahaning until fridaee, waking up at 6. today mum went china. woohoo new cheap adidas/nike shoes for me. hope you do well in ur exams mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chew ponned car counting. asshole. yesterday ponned 1 reading today ponned 2. i think at this rate fri no need go liao. went to eat MCDONALS AGAIN. wah siao better stop. later die of mcdonald-i-tumour. sounds cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den kentang went for touch and me and bert went gyming. slacked quite a bit. they got 2nd at the touch but nothing to cheer for really.. 6 schools only and all like neighbourhood one only got one pioneer i think got proper rugby team. the other schools may not even have a rugby cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks kentang for ali-g. hes damn dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>played too much yesterday that i forgot to play. how dumb =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to count bloody cars in the morning as usual den had breakfast at mcdonalds.den with kentang and bert, we went to knock on brandon's door early in the morning at around 9. played dota and discovered that it was kentang's first experience mhing. and he was like how excited lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to queenstown with the gang+chris to look for bags AGAIN and brandon bought this DUMB shirt that looked quite nice. cant seem to get a bag that looks nice enough on me. so went back empty handed again. (we had lunch at mcs again =.=" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES! RAFFLES PWNED AT KIWI CUP. won both divisions and not just a small win. woohoo. but out batch seems to always miss the kiwi cup. last year was b div and this year c div. if next year c div and a div i go jump off building.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114908443096404119?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114908443096404119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114908443096404119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/played-too-much-yesterday-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114890616335420182</id><published>2006-05-29T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:39:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wadever u see in this post may or may not look familiar =D. (thnx brandon hurhur.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today was super fun.&lt;strike&gt;went out with some fren for awhile. then&lt;/strike&gt; went to meet &lt;strong&gt;brandon&lt;/strong&gt;.we just did dumb stuff and walked around citi-link mall. hahaha. quite fun luh. saw ann kok and michelle-smth. wah. ann kok is freakin freakin hot la. omg so pretty. wear all red somemore. someone fan pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.walked around that area to get more glimpses of her. then went to meet chris. then we went down to bugis village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.now we know how ah bengs and lians get their "EXPENSIVE-LOOKING" stuff alrdy. one "zinc" bag will prolly cost u bout 15 bucks over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks pretty real too. heh.then those shirts and boardshorts of theirs. damn BRANDED hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG FUCK U. use ur fucking common sense! how can they actually be able to own one! its fake luh! zzz.10bucks. u'll get a convincing buy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.so we decided not to buy anythin from there. brings us down the human chain only. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet marcus and &lt;strong&gt;john/jon&lt;/strong&gt;. went to marina square where chris seriously acted like a cute lil 5yr old kid. banging into one old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old lady: HEY. are u crazy? -angry-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris: no. im just a little hyper.HAHAHA wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i left them and went home cos i couldn't be bothered to go down to orchard to accompany chris to get a bag and go back in the same direction again home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr still have to wake up at like 620 to do RE survey. count cars wtf? omgomg. &lt;strong&gt;kiwi cup tmr. but no sec3s playing. so. sigh. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114890616335420182?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114890616335420182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114890616335420182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/wadever-u-see-in-this-post-may-or-may.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114883150935009009</id><published>2006-05-28T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:51:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the myRIad concert was on today at the esplanade and supposedly me, shing, nah, chew, wenjian and lulu were supposed to go in tgt. a badly uncivilised me had only reached esplanade's carpark. and that was the furthest i last went. i was the holder of the tickets but because of the UNFAMILIARITY of the terrain, many problems were created such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;unable to find the main entrance (where wenjian was at) which was like behind a huge painting right in front of me. and i had to walk one big round, ending up in the same place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chew, as uncivilised as me, took a while to reach there. and they were about to close the doors in a minute's time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SO, we decided to heck lulu and we went in first (nah and shing werent much of a problem)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and guess wad, smart lulu decided not to wait anymore and bought another ticket. which means he paid $30 for the concert cos he had alr paid me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;also, we saw people's steads. dennis au with this erm... plump lady, supposedly his gf. and linan's rumored gf xiaodi or however u spell it and she made us like, die? she make me think of a female douglas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;other than these interesting stuff, it was a boredom and i had to kinda find interesting people in the musical groups itself to amuse myself. i found this guy beside louis singing with a damn big and black mouth with bloody red lips (i mean bloody-red). maybe i m not into guys playing music buy this concert just wasnt for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. happy b'dae cheryl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114883150935009009?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114883150935009009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114883150935009009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/myriad-concert-was-on-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114865479114137542</id><published>2006-05-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:46:31.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. RE survey is pure dumb.(discovered this only after the third day =.=") u practically stone on the overhead bridge and start counting cars for the next hour. AND I MEAN AN HOUR. other than proving that there is a jam on the bishan road, i can say that COUNTING CARS, or sheeps, WONT MAKE YOU FALL ASLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway, lab lessons are dumb. today during chem we were taught to pour some yellowish powder on this basin of water den drip some kinda ethanol on it. as usual, most people were screwing up and walking around trying to play a fool with one another's experiments.(stuart poured the powder all over me) and riggghhhttt in the background, you hear yau pooi har ranting all sorts of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was bad enough for the last day of school. i actually stayed up last night and pestered my brother to help me finish up the bio ws(afraid of getting screwed in class).however, luckily or NOT luckily that bloody PMS biatch appeared to be in a good mood today and DIN EVEN TOUCH THE WS I DID LAST NIGHT. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways during recess me and dylan was like passing by the "voiddeck" at rj walking towards the canteen then we say this "HAPPY BIRTHDAY DENISE" or wdv the name is. do they have to tell the whole world that it is her birthday? myabe jc life is tt boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that bitch got me all fucked up, telling me to collect the edusave forms of the DISC profiling 5 mins b4 sch ended. fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least caught X3 with the ruggers. and b4 that me and brandon was walking around the royal sporting house lookin at bags and we started playing with pink pony handbags. den went on to the neoprint shop lookin for uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic. X3 sux. DUN GO WATCH. waste of money and time and energy. ppl appear and die like within minutes. no hot gals summore. so dun bother(chaiyaw tone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM TMR! hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114865479114137542?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114865479114137542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114865479114137542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114855822506748118</id><published>2006-05-25T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:57:05.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. an unexpected 3.56 GPA. they moderated maths and i got an A+ =D.(and its double weightage!) blogged so late cause had some headache that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still when home early with chew on wed cause our teacher mentor for RE wasnt with us. when we left school we saw this yellow soccer ball with RI PE on top. then no one went to pick it up so we decided to kop it. in the end this bunch of guys appeared and got it back =.=" so we got all dirtied for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den decided to go to bedok gym after that, feeling guilty for not training for a week. but in the end still did damn slack weights. hai. can we really win the cup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114855822506748118?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114855822506748118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114855822506748118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114822295069650799</id><published>2006-05-21T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:00:24.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah its a long weekend. a boring weekend too. and there is always tomorrow =.=" but luckily season 2's singapore ido saved the days. laughed my organs out. something these wierd guys just make you ponder if humans can really be that thick-skinned. and i was so amused that i decided to recored the short verse of "shuang jie gun" from that kungfu-rapper. whoever wants the sound clip just ask me or sth. *applause* to all the singapore idol contestants for being so brave =D live on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my bro introduced me to this website: sexy.namedecoder.com. its matches the letters in your name to a new word and guess wad. this was wad i got. but its kinda dumb though. same letters are matched by the same words i think. or at least most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Kinky Handsome Adonis Incomparably Conferring Hot, Erotic Orgasms and Naughty Gratification" src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/roseskull-m-KHAI+CHEONG.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more wasting of time. gotta go arrange the chem, chi and bio files to hand in on tues. maybe i wont do it after all. just giving a try &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114822295069650799?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114822295069650799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114822295069650799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-its-long-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114805608449477905</id><published>2006-05-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:28:04.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! Just finished a in-house game and owned with rhasta. around 13 kills 2 deaths. My build was like BoT, Guinsoo, aghanim, S&amp;Y, Skadi and a Relic. total ownage. damn happy. first "holy shit" in like 10 years. just an exaggeration though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. a summary of my GPA(considered good enough for me but not the "GOD"-yuzhou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:70%---3.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths:70+%--3.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese:71%--3.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio:(cant be bothered, but it was a B+) --3.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem:70+%--3.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics:B+(GREAT THANKS TO HUANG YU TING FOR her GREAT guidance.)--3.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:80+%--4.0(the one and only 4.0) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog: forget the marks. its a B. 2.8. on second thoughts, maybe i should just take 9 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL: 3.47 or sth like that. i dun have a great memory, escpecially for marks and grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so boring now. i am even desperate enough to go to the RI combined concert -- MYRAID or however u spell it. 15 bucks. nevermind i will get money from my mum =D. and now i gonna add a "to get-list" in this blog because there is so many things that is waiting for me to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after school, i wanted to watch the da vinci code with taik and gang. AND GUESS WAD? WE GOT REJECTED TWICE AND ENDED WATCHING "OVER THE HEDGE". =.=" (which was lame enough to appease me.) went to j8 gv at first and the bitch at the counter said, "BOY, NO IC = NO TICKETS." den i wanted to try again after changing out of uniform but we decided to go lido to try out. and guess wad again? we got the tickets. but that bloody *race* usher stopped us and told us to get refunds because of the lack of ICs. so in the end got refund and bought over the hedge tickets. and it didn't turn out bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I JUST CANT GET OVER IT. i'd rather have spent that 8 bucks on davinci den spastic animations =.=" dunno which idiot go complain about the showing of ICs. wad a dumb retard. sabo all poor guys like me whose birthday falls on the 22nd of dec. need to wait how long??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114805608449477905?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114805608449477905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114805608449477905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/woohoo-just-finished-in-house-game-and.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114787394936400720</id><published>2006-05-17T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:52:29.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to those out there who has not experienced the art of animes. try naruto! I'm serious. just cant stop watching. at the 11th disc now. and it is this anime that managed to stop me from playing DotA for 2 days lol. something even my parents cannot do. what prowess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been boring. we got pwned in interhouse rugby - the only event of the whole year that concerns our house that i am not ignoring. and we got PWNED. joint last with morrison. seriously buckley sucks. maybe next year i go run for house captain and screw up! sounds like a waste of time. (look on the slightly brighter side - we won morrison by try difference =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rjc lost the cup this year to saints by a score of 15-10.  thats bad. i dunno why but it sounds bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. now its time to release my soul from the real world and indulge in the world of anime in my room. (koped the tv!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114787394936400720?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114787394936400720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114787394936400720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-those-out-there-who-has-not.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114761900541696282</id><published>2006-05-14T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:05:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>current weekends=waste of time. do nothing but stone in front of the computer. now i look forward to school. summary of wad i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota: on feeder team&lt;br /&gt;= get pwned.&lt;br /&gt;= waste hours of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go out for lunch or dinner&lt;br /&gt;= waiting and waiting (dunno why)&lt;br /&gt;= waste hours of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In CONCLUSION, weekends = waste 2 days of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114761900541696282?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114761900541696282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114761900541696282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/current-weekendswaste-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114744905797734798</id><published>2006-05-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:50:57.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wads wrong with staring at the com for the whole day? its not like there is anything better for me to do after the CTs. do you want me to continue mugging? i just dont get parents. they will never be satisfied not scolding you after spending a long period of time in front of the com. wad the hell do you expect me to do? learn from yuzhou and start to try to PASS ur A'lvls? if you really want me to do it tell me. i will just fuck off and die. so please can u guys trust me and stop interfering with my life? or the one getting hurt will be you not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114744905797734798?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114744905797734798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114744905797734798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/wads-wrong-with-staring-at-com-for.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114736175883126134</id><published>2006-05-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:20:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i m so bored i blog everyday. during eng lesson we watched this movie called RADIO. the lead actor was some american african who suffered from some retardedness. and he, reminded all of us of ongdedegia. if that is how u spell his name. CONCLUSION: RADIO is a vietnamese show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and huang yuting's lessons remind me of playtimes in kindergarden. we were all messing around with the coool sound emitting gadjets and i even told taik a story of the black vagina and white cock using the mike. how innovative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUL was the main topic for the great SDHM to talk about during assembly. and ironically all of us were soul-less, dozing off into our wonderlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOST MY NIKE BOTTLE WHICH HAD BEEN WITH ME FOR A YEAR. HOW LONG CAN THAT BE. god damn it. i guess i have to buy another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went gyming after meeting up with a couple of teachers about some undone work. =.=" waste time. there was this gay fag in bedok gym who kept lookin and smiling at me. i smiled back the first time, trying to be friendly u see. and he smiled even wider. i was like. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dotaed at night and owned. =D at last. serious ownage. top frag. lich with sny and skadi, forming aegis, attempting to get divine. AND GUESS WAD. MY MUM WAS MEDDLING WITH THE SWITCHES AND SHUT DOWN MY COM WHEN I WAS ABOUT TO KILL SOMEONE. and i was damn pissed off. but since sunday is mothers day, i shall forgive her. crap. wad a long weekend. i supposed shld start my maths pt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114736175883126134?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114736175883126134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114736175883126134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-i-m-so-bored-i-blog-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114726914030622735</id><published>2006-05-10T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:53:33.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my 2nd post din go up coz blogger was down. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. interclass polo was pure stupid. the first match we had was against 3J and i was forced to go down to play the last minute. (the reason being i was too good) we happily owned 3J 4-2 with 8 players against 5. how stupid. there were supposed to be only 7 players max on the pitch, i mean in the pool. so, 3J requested a SUDDEN-DEATH. how exciting. listening to my tone u shld alr noe tt we lost but i couldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was some boring DISC profiling, coached by some bimbo. she was telling jokes about herself and laughing at herself. anway, i got an "I" personality and i expected a "D". how can i not get a D. i have to be a D. I is juz so not me. but who the hell cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happily playing games until ding man called me to tell me to go to school at 10 to complete some shit comprehension. wtf?! u wan me to go to sch in the tmr morning at 10 when ppl are still celebrating "polling day". but nevermind. i still went today to save my borderline 70% chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den this afternoon lanned for a few hours with the ruggers. and i am still not owning. maybe its coz i m regarded as a "pro" =D and was sent to the "3" team in 3v4 matches. and randomly, i asked, " Why are most of the cashiers in LAN shops so hot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something random: My Lycanthrope owns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, whoever needs linkings post it in my tagboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114726914030622735?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114726914030622735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114726914030622735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-2nd-post-din-go-up-coz-blogger-was.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27665112.post-114706468318898867</id><published>2006-05-08T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:42:39.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. my first post. erm... woke up at like 11 since there was'nt any school and happily started to look for skin designs and started this blog. thanks wenjian for the help that was quite redundant since i was too stupid to notice the problem of hiding the navbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for the teamrun against the c-div for their match tmr. and it ended up as a waste of time and sweat. to atone for that, we went to watch MI:III which rocked. junchang was smart enough to shout "wah damn big" when he watched the scene of the -unknown- actress giving tom cruise cpr. but still. if u haven caught MI:III, or not deciding to watch, u betta or u will regret. action, plot and most importantly. the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh better go sleep now. there is some shit profiling tmr and a stupid inter-class polo which my class will obviously get pwned because there is apparently no swimmer in class =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27665112-114706468318898867?l=thefaketruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114706468318898867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27665112/posts/default/114706468318898867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaketruth.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>khai cheong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874191158753067699</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></entry></feed>
