<?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-1330501439222525934</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:15:29.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wait a minute</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6516093952597735511</id><published>2008-03-06T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:46:31.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movin' on</title><content type='html'>i've moved to... http://izakteh.wordpress.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6516093952597735511?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6516093952597735511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6516093952597735511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6516093952597735511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6516093952597735511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/03/movin-on.html' title='movin&apos; on'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7505950402611877013</id><published>2008-02-18T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:28:47.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post on the bus...</title><content type='html'>Okay, here i am now, just at the close of yet another day, at the break of another roller coaster of emotions... I had actually typed a vile post of detest and angst but the network failed and i was unable to upload it, to make things worse, i lost the ENTIRE long long long post... but, i guess it was just as well... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the day i have ONE major presentation which was Design History and Culture, of which was an explosive three hours of unbridled anger and tongue-lashings, i must apologise to Veron and Yujie if i was being totally sacarstic and unlikeable at some point but... IT WAS REALLY YOUR FAULTS LOR... hahaha but nevermind, i guess at the end of the day there are always things we dislike about each other and i bet there are people out there of dislike me as much as i disliked them for those three to five hours... It's a vicious cycle, i treat you badly and it'll affect your mood and cause you to hurt someone else... i guess, hurting others thins your own shell also, it just makes you more vulnerable and more sensitive... double edged sword, kill others kill yourself... :D so here's a big great SORRY to veron and yujie and i LOVE you many many...  esp. veron, you're my classmate from block 1! how could i ever hate you... wahahaha... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that was just a whirlwind of meetings, Creative comm meeting which was... quite productive although i must say that a Christine that's high on tiredness can really be annoying... hahaha, but i guess we got the main gist... :D Simultaneously and slightly before also was marketing design meeting, which really got us somewhere which is so great and i'm really happy to be in a group that i can work really well with... hahaha i was just biting my nail when i realised i was playing with amanda's hair just now... AHHHH!! DISINFECT DISINFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was... programme meeting although i dunno why they asked me to go cuz it didn't really concern me much... hahaha they gave me the compiled proposed themes from the groups... three nia... hahaha okay lah, better than nothing, it's worth accompanying amanda and sarah and christian for... :D VSC WOO~! ... Farhan has been on a high for a consecutive week AT LEAST, i'm concerned... but what the heck huh... hahaha... After that i peeked in on the appeal interviews for abit...seemed quite bleak to me, didn't think that spirits were high at all and i think i offended fiona by whopping her head while she was trying to eat a ruffle.. hahaha sorry lah, but ruffles get me high... :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that took the journey back to tampines MRT with hajar and froggie and i swear ah, she does the best anime voices in the whole wide world, and of course she does the night walk thing really well...hahaha, i'd have recorded her doing voices! If only i knew where to find the record function on my phone... took me abt 3 minutes searching before i gave up... :D Good job izak :D hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journeyed to the West to JURONG WEST to get the social studies book from shuyi, SHE TOTALLY SAVED OUR LIVES AHHH hahaha, not it's shuyi from my sec school uh, not SOK NGEE... :D hahaha... anyway yea, kinda miss having the great life in secondary school quite carefree, no big assignments and multiple projects to do... no pimples... BUT ANYWAY, i'm resigned to my lot now, i've chosen design and i will go all out and DO design...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMOS AND CHRYSTAL TO MY HOUSE DIS WEEKEND???!!!! :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7505950402611877013?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7505950402611877013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7505950402611877013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7505950402611877013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7505950402611877013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/02/post-on-bus.html' title='post on the bus...'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7113347680631629790</id><published>2008-02-16T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:35:51.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hats and ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;here am i, not having posted for a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;going on life without a minute to step back and take a look at the big picture... &lt;br /&gt;some secrets are bigger than others...&lt;br /&gt;some tasks are harder than others...(or we think they are) &lt;br /&gt;some motivations are weaker than others...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder with a pain in the flesh, how we move on each day...&lt;br /&gt;we hope to linger in our perfect place, in the day with a coffee in hand at a sunlight cafe with an intellectual book... at night in a dimly lit place with an alcohol and a friend... &lt;br /&gt;we can try so hard sometimes, too hard, fighting till we lose the goal, stuggling till we slip recklessesly on the ice... &lt;br /&gt;anchor me to the ground...&lt;br /&gt;some friends are harder to love than others... but, not everyone is easy to love...&lt;br /&gt;turn on a narration to my life, run it like a movie... &lt;br /&gt;food and drink, money and well, quietly wondering about things.... listening to my own footsteps and screaming inside sometimes to relieve the irritation in my gut...&lt;br /&gt;walking to wrong direction though you know better... now walk better, walk right...&lt;br /&gt;seeing things alone, seeing things in cold weather... &lt;br /&gt;hugging yourself... maybe being laughted at and laughing at.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the random things i want to say and after i walk away from the computer will my life be any better? hahaha would yours after postring or reading my post... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figure with a fake background. it's always been, we always are and will always be... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7113347680631629790?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7113347680631629790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7113347680631629790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7113347680631629790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7113347680631629790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2860723077413085081</id><published>2008-01-24T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T02:14:45.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold...</title><content type='html'>here i am stuck here in a freezing shopping centre after like... three and a half hours of working like seriously checking stock and talking to irritating customers with an endearing smile on my face...BREAK RECORD AH!!!! hahaha, just now there was a customer in here who had an impossible problem for me to solve for her, and she had this ultra bad attitude so i just happily took her for a verbal roller coaster ride for like 20 minutes and eventually she went off WITHOUT ANYTHING! rwarrrhahha and she thought she could fleece me of a new 3D crystal puzzle in the shape of a star... BUT NO!!! hahahaha... :D so happy... well, it was already bad enough that i had to walk into the shop confronted by a MOUNTAIN of new stock and a price tagger which would not stamp properly... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYB0meMzkBU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYB0meMzkBU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new idol... hehehehe... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was bible study day and REBECCA ABANDONED ME!! she treated my like a piece of tissue paper that could be used to rub your nose and conveniently thrown into the smelly green dustbins found easily at a bus stop near YOU!! Anyway i was randomly being frantic and smsing people and calling people to make sure there was people to go with me.. hahaha and walah, my saviour came... in the form of tingting, hahaha no offense Jesus, but the title is still urs ;D ... yea... hahaha... anyway yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVIAxJbIgpQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVIAxJbIgpQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this one is crazily better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway guys MUNCHY DOUGHNUT, remember this name because ... it's good... rahhhh... saliva tears and mucus simultaneously falls uncontrollably... wahhhhhH!H!H!H!H hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consultation tomorrow and i'm not getting anything done at work... but it's okay, cuz i'm living out my fantasy of being the kind of customer service that everyone wants to be friends with... hahaha... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2860723077413085081?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2860723077413085081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2860723077413085081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2860723077413085081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2860723077413085081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/01/cold.html' title='cold...'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7607565662778986645</id><published>2008-01-15T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:01:40.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>according to blogger this is my 100th post on this blog... haha time to change blog already, i don't believe i posted so many cuz i remember spending most of my time MIA from the blog... anyway, izak is really thankful because this week started out quite bad cuz i really couldn't get my butt to work so thank goodness now i'm back on track and hopefully i'll be back in the mode to chiong work again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things to do, so little time again... i'm always intimidated when faced with such a situation, everything boils down to the very last minutes and seconds, working constantly until that very last moment when you put in your work then you realise, it's all over and you can breathe easy again... I want to breathe easy ALL the time but i seriously can't get started to my work early enough! beh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today again, i did some sketches and a little chalky stuff so that hopefully it'll seem that i did ALOT of work... well, i didn't do any actually... feeling so guilty... hahaha... oh well... jia yoU! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7607565662778986645?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7607565662778986645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7607565662778986645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7607565662778986645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7607565662778986645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/01/thankful.html' title='thankful'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-4921703912092635771</id><published>2008-01-13T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:11:39.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2192003724_1e2d0305c1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe i attended a nerd party, hahah felt positively retarded like half the time... and oh so totally insecure... hahaha but anyway it was fun lah, i didn't prepare anything special to look like a nerd so just donned the specs and combed the hair, see i'm still in my dsc shirt! hahaha lol... loser... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda was right, chris brown rocketh... hahaha takes awhile to grow on you but he's really good... hahaha and so is neyo and so is electrico big time... hahaha, i decided to do my CD cover assignment on electrico cuz tanya chua was just hard to do man... hahaha... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the entire morning drifting in and out of work, i'm really in trouble, got so much work to do but i seriously can't get started at all! hahaha, i'm so worried lah, but i guess that the early hours are really not my kind of timing... hahaha i mean i'm more the wee hours kinda person i guess... school tomorrow... :( hahaha... i really dread going all the way down, i just want to sit all glassy eyed in front of the television and stone my entire life away... :D hahhaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows when i'll ever be able to take a break, jia you plssss hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4921703912092635771?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4921703912092635771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4921703912092635771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4921703912092635771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4921703912092635771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-cannot-believe-i-attended-nerd-party.html' title=''/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/2192003724_1e2d0305c1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2404382038301951174</id><published>2008-01-13T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T07:15:28.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the last day of the busiest week of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so thank God that it's over i cannot believe that i got through all those days just sitting here and working and working day and night and going for meetings and going to church and going for this and that and at the end of the day finding myself oh so terribly exhausted... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm happy, cuz i know that this week though it was the toughest but i know i also achieved and accomplished the most that i could have ever done in such a short time... i think i learnt more than in any class that i've ever attended... Gave way to more pimples but i'm satisfied... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazier week ahead, i think that these two months i'm really going to stretched beyond what i've ever done before... jia you! :D ok pictures next post okay, promise ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2404382038301951174?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2404382038301951174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2404382038301951174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2404382038301951174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2404382038301951174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-is-last-day-of-busiest-week-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8107196799902041306</id><published>2008-01-04T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T07:59:02.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;as a tradition for me, the first day or first week of school is usually always a goner... and true to this my first week of school was generally quite horrendous... i feel kinda shitty right now... but hope for the best next week! :D hopefully i'll be a happier izak and less irritating one... i constantly get that irritated vibe from amos, i think i'm getting on people's nerves... hahaha... okay! paste on my plastic smile and here we go... one more week... haiz... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus to bugis was really crowded... bus uncle let people in from the back and said he'd give them a free ride home hahaha, the front was too crowded to put anymore people inside... hahaha... i put on my best "touch me and i'll kill you" look to all the peoples around me especially the fat guy near the door, he looked smelly... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with irwin and becca today, hahaha felt better about life in general, glad that i could still communicate with humans as per normal... didn't feel as much like a sack of nerves anymore... had the usual scandal-filled talk... hahaha camwhored a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, next week will be better! jia you! lol, i'm so retarded...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8107196799902041306?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8107196799902041306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8107196799902041306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8107196799902041306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8107196799902041306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-week.html' title='first week'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5623507948654819510</id><published>2007-12-30T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:30:23.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well first of all, i don't mean to blog too many times in a day, does it make me a talkative chicken? haha i hope not... OH MY !@#$%^&amp;* it's the night before new years eve and i'm feeling really sick, what bad timing to catch the flu bug, my nose is really pissing me off, i can't sleep!!! Anyway now i have many many pictures, but let's start with a nice one shall we? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHANGI AIRPORT TERMINAL THREE SHOWDOWN..." (we killed the railings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/2149300004_80596a1a98_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2059/2149302034_af537f2236_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2297/2149311352_07af38529f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeanie the meanie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2161/2149310946_2b68f25629_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i press my head to your face, i get more pimples, i go home, complain about it, curse about it and cry about it... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2182/2148515919_7fd673e8e4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2066/2148514547_6cbb1e7d73_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this three will NOT be brokennn wahahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2265/2148515397_5e104b889f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2009/2149309670_2d307a5e7c_m.jpg"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHRISTMAS CANDLELIGHT BURNOFF..." (yay i took more pics than anyone else :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2350/2149305666_0fb4733a65_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2155/2149306176_929709bc10_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/2149305170_c173995f1a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2239/2149303890_5413cdbf9e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/2148509971_4dbbd693eb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STEAMBOAT AFTERMATH..." (definitely i was more delirious and drunk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2093/2149303246_b7ac220cd0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"STEAMBOAT BEFOREMATH(haha, is there such a word)..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/2149298144_e7ea8dc732_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look happy you wouldn't believe that ten minutes before i was screaming and banging the toast box table in jealousy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SARAH'S BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION..." (the one where we bet 10 dollars on the camera...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/2149312170_ef24c9598c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't she pretty? any peoples wishing to date her pls contact me @ 9017... .. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LUNCH WITH MISS ATTRIBUTES!!" (i know miss attributes! bite my dust!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2298/2148517543_1f136a71ef_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RANDOM DURING X'MAS..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2148513665_9209934f45_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2046/2148513227_5cfca9c11c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats... today maosan told me something really shocking and i really really can't believe it... and i know when i tell it to sarah she'll really scream her lips off... hahaha, i need to remember to go and find her to exclaim together... i keep thinking about it lah, it musn't be trOO!!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayer meeting tomorrow, after which i will spend countdown sleeping... :D my brother is leaving for US at 4 am... :D i'm sad that he's going cuz he's a ball of crap which can be fun, but on the bright side he's getting me an ipod!!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year i will go on keeping in mind that I can't please everyone and be friends with every single person, there ain't a need for people to try so hard i realise... Also next year i want to be closer to all my close friends cuz i know that with them around there is pure JOY!!! :D so God bless all and happy new year... SLEEP IZAK! SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5623507948654819510?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5623507948654819510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5623507948654819510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5623507948654819510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5623507948654819510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-first-of-all-i-dont-mean-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2398/2149300004_80596a1a98_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2506634658126425748</id><published>2007-12-30T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T05:38:04.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;D</title><content type='html'>i resolve that sometime within the next year i will revamp my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ambition in life is now to become a pimple-less person... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN"T KNOW THAT THERE WAS SUBJECT SELECTION! i'm so dead right now... thus ends my post cuz i have to do it now if not i'm really really dead... :( shall try to blog tml then... but i have a tonne of pics seriously... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2506634658126425748?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2506634658126425748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2506634658126425748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2506634658126425748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2506634658126425748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/d.html' title=';D'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-196273279525390181</id><published>2007-12-29T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T06:29:10.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do i make you proud... :D</title><content type='html'>izak is proud of himself because he added NEW LINKS today! hahaha after many many months i finally linked shuyee on my blog... hahaha so happy :D ... check out how long the list has become! :D hahaha... so happy... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i went roller blading with some of the peeps from tprawks... omg, my ass hurts.. but more about that next time cuz i have alot of things to do and alot of water to drink before my pimples explode... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reality hasn't sunk in yet, i have to go to school on MONDAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally can't believe this... izak still wants to play... wahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to go ubin cycling?! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-196273279525390181?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/196273279525390181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=196273279525390181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/196273279525390181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/196273279525390181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/do-i-make-you-proud-d.html' title='do i make you proud... :D'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3837006474497127550</id><published>2007-12-27T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:25:29.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>complexities</title><content type='html'>atchoo... i haven't gotten down to adding people from OTC to my msn.. lazy... hahaha... i should seriously get down to doing many things but i simply cannot get myself down to doing it... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year coming up!!! time to get ready for a fresh start... but it's always a fresh start every new year, how many fresh starts have I already had? 17 uh... I should stop wasting fresh starts and really make the coming year a good one... oh... i'm damn old... hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3837006474497127550?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3837006474497127550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3837006474497127550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3837006474497127550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3837006474497127550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/complexities.html' title='complexities'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-600563603816254282</id><published>2007-12-26T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T23:02:48.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my idol!</title><content type='html'>ohhh my, miss tanya chua rocks many many pls... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9jBKWng4Xw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9jBKWng4Xw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-600563603816254282?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/600563603816254282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=600563603816254282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/600563603816254282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/600563603816254282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-idol.html' title='my idol!'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7170514339131629472</id><published>2007-12-22T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T19:10:04.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is christmas</title><content type='html'>the date is 23 december... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sitting here alone... but i'm not sure if i want to be left alone, cuz i don't really like being alone but i want to be left alone sometimes... haha... the contradictions in my life are far too deep to be understood... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i survived OTC! yay, i thought it would never end... people look at my group and we look high and all but it was so torturous being in an entire group of butt-headed stubborn leading ladies and men... which isn't such a bad thing either... i just kept quiet and followed cuz the bickering really got to me sometimes... Angie is a lifesaver, thank God she was in my group... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt that i was stabbed in my most vulnerable spots, trying to hide but nothing to cover myself with and trying to run but obviously nowhere to run. I was so so exhausted cuz my brain was just running amok within itself, self-inflicted mania with no outlet of release or no known solution. I was erupting within myself but i still dragged myself through the three days and i'm so thankful that i lived... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTC being over... now i can move on the more interesting stresses of life, christmas and new year... i just want to bang my head into a wall, so so so many things that i just don't don't don't want to do, i just want to be at home and curl up with a hot chocolate and slack and laze or something... maybe spend the whole night watching movies... i don't know... i just hope someone gives me a gun for a christmas present... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to wish a happy christmas to all the important people in my life, there are three kinds of christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People christmas: a christmas spent going out enjoying yourself, meeting friends and family and doing stuff that involve lots and lots of catching up and making out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Emo christmas: going to a secluded cafe to have a coffee or staying at home to watch movies when u know the entire world outside you is counting down the seconds to the very point santa is supposed to break into the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Church christmas: a christmas spent in church remembering and being respectful to the birth of the baby Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, it's not fair that i have a cold cuz i've been drinking lots and lots of water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7170514339131629472?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7170514339131629472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7170514339131629472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7170514339131629472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7170514339131629472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-this-is-christmas.html' title='so this is christmas'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8339123321013628515</id><published>2007-12-14T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:40:29.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>izakuteh</title><content type='html'>why doesn't my blog load properly...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8339123321013628515?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8339123321013628515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8339123321013628515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8339123321013628515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8339123321013628515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/izakuteh.html' title='izakuteh'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1904199965578897581</id><published>2007-12-10T16:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:08:54.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahah</title><content type='html'>my aunt has been taking down notes in her notebook, stuff like pointers that singapore should pick up from melbourne... and when she goes back to singapore, she's gonna suggest it to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha... ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1904199965578897581?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1904199965578897581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1904199965578897581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1904199965578897581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1904199965578897581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/hahahah.html' title='hahahah'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1023275938000422957</id><published>2007-12-09T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:17:19.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>izak bit his nails off - again</title><content type='html'>izak went shopping today and picked up a magazine called international design network the australian/newzealand edition. :D rwarrrr be jealous~! i think... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay today is like dunno day number what of me holidaying in australia, no phone, no compaq(my comp which i named chikapu) so no pictures anyway nothing much to take when you're with your family... urgh, haha i'm bored unless i get to go shopping or something... sight-seeing's fine too but nothing beats the city methinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i am PLAGUED i tell you... i whacked myself while brushing my teeth two days ago so i got another huge ulcer whilst my other one hasn't healed yet(in fact it grew bigger) and i got my retribution for using recycled contact lens solution - a sore eye... plus tonnes of pimples... lol, i might as well cut my head off right... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OH WELL, my rotting face aside... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuyi(TP VSC) has split-personalities... be nice to her or one of her personas will jump right out and slit your throat :D haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay more when i get back okay can't wait to come back... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1023275938000422957?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1023275938000422957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1023275938000422957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1023275938000422957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1023275938000422957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/izak-bit-his-nails-off-again.html' title='izak bit his nails off - again'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1285437375216564245</id><published>2007-12-07T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T02:02:20.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aussie wozzie</title><content type='html'>woohoo! izak is blogging from aussie wozzie... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy humidity... or lack of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy dog... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy pimples... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eek, haha i'm alive... hahaha but my fat lips and big mouth aren't really doing too good cuz my lips cracked and i have grown zillions of ulcers all over my mouth... lol... eh but other than that melbourne is a really cool place, hahaha i wanna stay here forever!!! haha, one day uh... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmasssssxsasasdalfhaochaskasjdbkjsbdkjasdjsjdh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1285437375216564245?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1285437375216564245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1285437375216564245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1285437375216564245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1285437375216564245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/12/aussie-wozzie.html' title='aussie wozzie'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7443280377459321960</id><published>2007-11-27T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:10:16.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling something totally new</title><content type='html'>izak has a new thing in his brain... a fresh idea... :D yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up today with my brain in my nose, feeling totally rotten cuz i slept too late and slept too much... haha, seriously i have to get more good quality sleep... haha... yesterday my head felt like a giant block, heavy heavy... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I WILL GO TO WORK AND I WILL DO MY JOB!!! :D Caroline is coming for ben and jerry's after that, motivation many many! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay pictures i have! :D First on the list is, saturday out with irwin and becca! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2232/2068668092_6179eda332_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2394/2067873805_1e87d1f895_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2346/2068667868_0707312336_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, cool stuff huh, i'm trying to chiong outings this week so that i won't miss out much when i go to aussie... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, monday out with chrys and amos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2404/2067877545_41ee057400_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2054/2067875915_d5c52bc006_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2066/2067874411_7feb89624a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2067874331_6153ddcbd9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see they're nearly all the same but they were all so nice i couldn't resist so i just put everything up! :D haha it's traffic light! haha but totally by accident too so cool right i think we all have extreme mind-reading skills and chemistry with each other... LOL hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2032/2068668268_68849016c5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the flea market at sim lim and bought two working cameras for 20 dollars... altogether... hahaha somemore we shared everything haha, yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NOSSSE MY NOSSSE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop whining izak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7443280377459321960?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7443280377459321960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7443280377459321960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7443280377459321960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7443280377459321960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/feeling-something-totally-new.html' title='feeling something totally new'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2232/2068668092_6179eda332_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2571795414304991350</id><published>2007-11-23T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T19:31:44.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is a chomping monkey</title><content type='html'>izak woke up today after nearly an entire night of dreaming feeling entirely exhausted as though he had not slept one bit... hahaha, omg lah, i seriously am feeling sleepy right now... haha, i can't believe i dreamt all night, i haven't dreamt in ages... haha... so anyway, to perk myself up i ate a gigantic bowl of cereal whatnot, dunno what disgusting thing it was, some cookie-like cereal... was too zombiefied to check... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2185/2058108579_77cbe0da8c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, it's overflowing... ;D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm in the shop... bratty kids... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think wireless@SG is not going to be free anymore soon! that's sad, haha good thing that united square has it's own wireless conection... hehe... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2571795414304991350?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2571795414304991350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2571795414304991350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2571795414304991350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2571795414304991350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/izak-is-chomping-monkey.html' title='izak is a chomping monkey'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2185/2058108579_77cbe0da8c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6320914770135523606</id><published>2007-11-22T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:37:31.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is ten cents</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2269/2054005663_35c5350fd8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pic with my favourite classmates! eh miss you guys like crazy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can have such high expectations, then after awhile when they realise that they're not getting what they want they become angry and frustrated and really disappointed that they're not getting what they want or not getting to where they want... Then they throw tantrums and complain and tear themselves down to little pieces... then they realise, that it's only because they expect, it doesn't mean that they expect means that they'll get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling like a million dollars but through the course of the day i ended up feeling simply rotten. Before this post i had typed an initial post which i deleted, i complained and i ranted and i was being such an ass then i realised that i was just expecting too much, i wanted everything to be how i wanted it to be. I wanted to be in control of the situation. i had isolated myself in my own world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D i'm feeling insecure about this. i'm stuck in between, and i just realised that i've been in between all my life. Being in between sucks. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HEY ONE MORE THING, strawberry shortcake is driving me CRAZY!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6320914770135523606?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6320914770135523606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6320914770135523606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6320914770135523606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6320914770135523606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/izak-is-ten-cents.html' title='izak is ten cents'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2269/2054005663_35c5350fd8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7536163690823603485</id><published>2007-11-20T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:23:57.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is watching strawberry shortcake</title><content type='html'>woohoo, i spent six and a half hours today in shop watching strawberry shortcake, over and over and over and over again... haha... anyway i got pictures today cuz i know no one wants to read a blog thats full of words, even i like seeing pics... haha... ok here goes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2244/2049562765_502cba35a3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, a bunch of us at the SU lounge... hahaha rwar, happy people! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/2050347458_940d7b36dc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are one big famileeee! hahaha okay okay okay, can you see a tree here? benchow is a tree trunk then the green peeps are the leaves and the red peeps are the apples... abit abstract but can tell right :D hee2... edwin looks like amos :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2298/2049562329_9da42efb0c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benji is sumo-ing! their group is of the cuteness can... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2236/2049560865_d47c1a2dd6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look like traffic light right! i also just realised! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2246/2050345218_1b45f0439e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh, you know what?!?!?! this is my jap teacher leH!!! hahaha, she's so cool hor, haha the wig was from my group, cool sia... so cute!!! hahahahai think jap people are so sporting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2252/2049560299_a1eae8e1f5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvin is DAMN POOR THING you just can't see it on his face, this is what made me feel thankful that i said NO I WILL NOT CROSS DRESS when yzanne was being pushy about it... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2169/2050344620_2127a1151a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored at worK! you see i get paid to emo at work.. lol, i was so tired after tprawks so i pulled out the drawer and shut myself behind the counter so nobody could come near me... hee2 i was of the tiredness... LoL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all for pictures! i found out today that from now on i'm going to have my holidays until next year... this is the first time that i'm not very happy about having to go for holidays cuz i'm gonna miss the lounge... hahaha oh well, i wonder how the d&amp;d meeting went on... LOL, i feel guilty cuz i handed in all my drafts damn late and amos was pissed! eh we seriously hate each other lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh my friendster is still being happening!!! hahaha yay... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7536163690823603485?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7536163690823603485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7536163690823603485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7536163690823603485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7536163690823603485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/izak-is-watching-strawberry-shortcake.html' title='izak is watching strawberry shortcake'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2244/2049562765_502cba35a3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7719766201266569436</id><published>2007-11-19T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T06:49:16.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is the hardworking chicken in the window</title><content type='html'>yay, my friendster account is like happening again, hahaha... although i still have quite little people but it doesn't mean i don't have friends okay! quality is better than quantity... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i got messed up in lynette's scandal with hakim, i think the two need to sort out their relationship... :D They make a cute pair though... wahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got caught viewing benchow on friendster without adding him... hahahahahaha.... i totally thought that i was being anonymous! hahahaha oh well, so much for surfing friendster... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took many many pictures today but i have a hugely important task today of doing drafts for d&amp;d(which will suck compared to the other ppls) so i can't post em up, but i WILL do so at work tomorrow... i so promise, i will even bring the handphone cable to work... Whee, nicey pictures with SU ppls... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cleared up my room and got the table like nice and tidy and everything like prepared for me to do my drafts... i seriously feel like a useless bugger today and yesterday i was just telling amos that i would be utterly and undeniably professional and designerish today... haha, but i suck at it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izak promises to link lynette&lt;br /&gt;izak promises to link shuyi&lt;br /&gt;izak promises to link hakim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my temper a few times today, i hope i didn't scar anyone... shucks man, i'm a short tempered useless bugger... LOL :D CIAO CHILLI CHA CHAsss :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7719766201266569436?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7719766201266569436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7719766201266569436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7719766201266569436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7719766201266569436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/izak-is-hardworking-chicken-in-window.html' title='izak is the hardworking chicken in the window'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3846959339886586267</id><published>2007-11-17T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T06:37:56.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a kentucky fried chicken</title><content type='html'>rahhh, tprawks is over and i'm utterly sad about it, things are supposed to be slipping back to normality but instead i'm feeling ultra lethargic from being "high" three days in a row non-stop on minimum sleep and half a night spent fruitlessly studying jap. I nearly fell asleep EVERYWHERE today, aw man, felt bad cuz i was fidgety and twitchy all throughout church service today... haha, bad izak. Today i went for an andy warhol exhibition, i was bored to bits... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SAD THAT TPRAWKS IS OVER!!!! i'm such a mess, haha i miss my rawkers and my fellow PLs and everything, even the drama on jam and hop nite. RahhHHhhh. I think that i learnt more than my rawkers cuz being a PL is such a new experience for me, obviously being the loser who's never gone to FOC i know nuts about some cheers that they all have at their fingertips... jia you lah... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rawkers rock... they are seriously totally worth missing jap classes and getting condenscending remarks from yzanne whilst at it cuz they are simply the cutest bunch around. Some of them are really smart and some are seriously damn enthu, some are just diva-ish and some are hooligans, haha but they are just great, can be high and loud when you need them to and always sticking together and gathering damn fast. :D i'm mad, i'm seriously mad mad mad... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam and hop for tprawks was a disaster, but i have to admit it was pretty exciting all through, haha we were just going crazy at the front door whilst pretending to be serious and secure. Gideon is my new idol cuz he's damn pro, i dunno for what but he's just damn pro. Amanda is a door-bitch. JessieBessie's face is damn cool when she does jam and hop security. EeEk, if i wasn't from SU and went to tprawks i think i'd just die, haha so glad that there were so many su ppl around so i can talk to people and not feel lonely :D ... haha... AND i'll miss waking up so early and my dad sending me in the wee hrs to boon keng mrt to meet ashely and sabbie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i stayed over at amos'... LOL, we are so SAN BA, seriously, he's one of the few people that i can seriously just talk non-stop to... lol, cool lar, haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i have to make props for my jap role play... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate jap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate CDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3846959339886586267?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3846959339886586267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3846959339886586267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3846959339886586267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3846959339886586267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-kentucky-fried-chicken.html' title='i am a kentucky fried chicken'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7364099492591809168</id><published>2007-11-14T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T06:53:22.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to my buddies</title><content type='html'>hi... just got home from tprawks, am suffering from a humongous stomachache for unknown reasons, i can't shit it out i can't puke it out i can't anything, it's just there, and i'm scringing from it, i'm just now moving my body right now cuz i can't take the pain. no it's not menses. rwarrr hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was just brushing my teeth then i was thinking about stuffs cuz you know me and ashely were talking about stuffs on the bus, then i remembered that i wanted to post about an important thing that happened last week. Then i decided that i wanted to make this post, A TRIBUTE TO MY BUDDIES. :D so here goes okay... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2018204739_ddf4bbbcc2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2375/2018203647_34eb0c98a3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEVIN&lt;br /&gt;last week when we were out having our deepavali shopping trip thingy, buddy saved my life. It was close shave, we were crossing the zebra crossing like PIAK in the middle of orchard road when a car approached. I continued crossing as per normal because, IT'S A ZEBRA CROSSING WHAT. But obviously as we were in the middle of the road this car was moving as though it had no intention of stopping. I didn't react to it until buddy literally pushed me off the road. Then he said something about the driver being stupid and stuff. LOL, i'm so touched can. Then after that sometime in the week i was in the lounge then i met lynette who is buddy's dance friend, then we were damn high and began talking and stuffs. Then she told me that buddy told her that, "Issac is quite talented but he has no confidence" ... then i was so whacked cuz i knew that buddy knows me better than i know him and even more than i know myself! I can be such a blind twerp at times and i'm so guilty for being such a neglecting buddy. But i'm glad i have a caring buddy in my life. Sometimes he seems lazy and doesn't do his homework lol, but he's understands me lah. :D that's all that matters right... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESIREE&lt;br /&gt;She became my buddy because she's buddy's buddy. You know what i'm talking about right. Anyway, she's so high profile sometimes i think it's an honour to be her buddy. Maybe she has this effect on everyone but also i think that she is someone i can confide in. I hope that she'll be my friend always cuz i know that she's strong, she keeps on going and also she's a whole load of funny. Maybe she hasn't saved my life, YET, but she's cool. Sometimes she does things which piss me off, i know she's joking lah, but we still do anywayz. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot, here's to many more happy moments cuz i know that when i'm with you guys it's a whole bunch of true friendship brewing and pure true blue happiness going on. :F cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7364099492591809168?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7364099492591809168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7364099492591809168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7364099492591809168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7364099492591809168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/tribute-to-my-buddies.html' title='a tribute to my buddies'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2018204739_ddf4bbbcc2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3428781610853170763</id><published>2007-11-12T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:19:27.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eek</title><content type='html'>i just walked in on a person using the handicap toilet at united square... lol, i was so shocked... anyway the uncle said "sorry"... HE BETTER BE! traumatising!!! hahaha... anyway i'm so bored over here at my workplace and i wanted to take a break since i have 7 hours of free time so i didn't study any jap or do anything productive... i made this... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/1996856152_70d410fdd7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it doesn't say anything nice about my photoshop skills... rahhh.. just for fun lah... hahaha... omg veron is nearly in every picture... true blue cam stealer... lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPRAWKS IS TMR...! *rwarrr!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy... *smiles to self* LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this i'm going to watch a movie... :D whee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3428781610853170763?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3428781610853170763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3428781610853170763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3428781610853170763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3428781610853170763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/eek.html' title='eek'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/1996856152_70d410fdd7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1337068911185275319</id><published>2007-11-09T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:54:42.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn around</title><content type='html'>hahaha i always complain that when i go onto other people's blogs they have this irritating music playing that clashes with what i'm having on my playlist... haha but it turns out that i'm just as irritating cuz i just got my OWN imeem uploaded! hahaha... :D so happy, hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1337068911185275319?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1337068911185275319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1337068911185275319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1337068911185275319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1337068911185275319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/turn-around.html' title='turn around'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5477778751126188657</id><published>2007-11-07T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:01:28.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey hey hey, hahaha more on my very happy life i thinks... hahaha okay that day i can't remember which but it was Dan's birthday and we celebrated it as class at the staircase of school... yay! haha but i got cake on my sleeve:( hahaha anyway here are the pics, haha i miss em'! hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/1912051808_36edd2195e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/1911223475_528c25afdd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot, on to other stuff, i totally have no idea what's going on with the publicity for D&amp;D but i have come to the conclusion that there's nothing much i can do anyway so i'm just going to do whatever i'm told... wahhahahaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need pictures uhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5477778751126188657?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5477778751126188657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5477778751126188657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5477778751126188657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5477778751126188657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/11/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/1912051808_36edd2195e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5517933380932406523</id><published>2007-10-26T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:59:28.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow sunshiner</title><content type='html'>hellooo... haha i'm back with a post after a long long time of not posting... i've wanted to post in the past two weeks but because all i had in my mind to post for was a sad emo post i thought that i might as well not post it after all... no point getting people well-informed about the mopey and boring parts of my life when there are so many more fun things around to crap about... Today is a bright sunshine sunny saturday :D i'm glad that i can spend my saturdays slacking again, just me myself and i being at peace with everything around... lol, thanks to my buddy who helped me through my tough times, i know that many people can give you advice but few can actually give you the right advice and also shut up when you want a listening ear also... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was yellow day, haha was obsessing about it... wore a bright yellow shirt and it made me happy... that's it, i'm painting my room yellow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/1768718029_101f5d6752_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first picture of the day, with sunshine girl chrystal!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2411/1769566438_10f1af592b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my painting for final assignment for 2D art fundamentals, you see, it's not really black and white though it looks way cool right now but loOK! there's yellow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2103/1768702589_878fda7ad8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUL FRANK WATCH! of all cuteness, i promise myself to buy me one soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/1769560042_f2af299558_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice yellow seats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2233/1768725033_84a2265bc8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made chee wee take a picture with me because he was wearing yellow too... cool stuff, it was at this point i was beginning to wonder whether i looked more orange or more yellow... hahaha interesting stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of getting a camera... cuz everyone has one and i think that my handphone camera is getting a little bit inadequate, i mean come on! all the pictures came out blur! hahaha... oh and i'm also thinking of getting an i pod... haha you see this is the problem with having a job, all you can think of is spending all your money away... haha but i really want an ipod... hope i get some ang paos soon okay okay :D hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5517933380932406523?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5517933380932406523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5517933380932406523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5517933380932406523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5517933380932406523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/10/yellow-sunshiner.html' title='yellow sunshiner'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/1768718029_101f5d6752_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8331348224390265212</id><published>2007-09-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:21:57.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my inability to be tan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fMziOkhjD4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fMziOkhjD4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to get a tan today downstairs at the swimming pool... i'm still the same colour... is there something wrong with me??? hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8331348224390265212?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8331348224390265212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8331348224390265212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8331348224390265212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8331348224390265212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-and-my-inability-to-be-tan.html' title='me and my inability to be tan'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-9054760542415216998</id><published>2007-09-20T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T05:24:41.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the pimple alarm</title><content type='html'>hallo hallo world, i haven't updated in ages! haha so just to fufil the blogging itch for abit i'm going to put in a short picture-less post... haha just the same way i haven't visited my friendster in months i no longer feel the urge to go into my blog... why be so technological when i can just meet someone and tell them about my life in person? hahaha ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am having a giant pimple outbreak and it's the holidays! things are supposed to get better! :( haha oh well, i hope next block is not going to be so stressful cause i went and got myself a job, haha shall reveal more soon... but being impulsive me, i got my hair dyed black and cut it short, well, short by my standards anyway... hahaha oh wellz, but being a perfectionist i know nothing i do will ever be enough until the red spots on my face go away ... :( hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot... cheers guys! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-9054760542415216998?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/9054760542415216998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=9054760542415216998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/9054760542415216998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/9054760542415216998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/09/pimple-alarm.html' title='the pimple alarm'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7370006015148416839</id><published>2007-09-07T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:18:38.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is august</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1144/1344219605_9a9f25ec0a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big happy august!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM OF THE HARDWORKINGNESS... rahhh.. haha i'm so glad to be finally taking a break today after an entire week of chionging designs... :D hahaha today is going to be just slack and church event and slack somemore... oh dear, tomorrow is back to work... but i have pictures today! hahah and i'm getting my phone back today too... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given that last week i had only gone to school once, it makes me feel a little empty and i kinda miss school... and every single element that makes up a class of highly charged particles... hahaha from hanging out with some of the other class' people and my own let me analyse for you the different type of dudes and dudettes you will find in your class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Those of HARDWORKINGNESS:&lt;br /&gt;in secondary school we call them them nerds... and i repent of all those years i spent at the back of the class insulting nerds because in poly nerds are cool... :D hahah they are the people who will really put in 200% for every single assignment and when we do ONE mockup they do TWENTY... when we take ONE picture they take a HUNDRED... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Those of BIMNBOTICNESS:&lt;br /&gt;all those who spend half the time they should be doing homework grooming and staring at the mirror. Come to school all nice and preppy but didn't do your homework. Haha, while the nerds might not spend that much time on looking good these people will go all out to look hot for school, worry about what i shld wear tomorrow? worry about whether my hair plaited on the right side of my head? hwa hwa hwa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Those of UNTOUCHABLENESS:&lt;br /&gt;these are the ones we love to hate... CAUSE' they are just so pro and just so talented and yet when they spend an entire night doing their assignment without sleeping they don't break into many many red spots on their cheeks. haha, anyway it is so difficult to acheive that fine balance of looking like a normal human being and yet being able to churn out great great works to hand up. I don't want to go there i don't think i can go there... but lets all strive for it yea? ahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Those of LEECHINESS:&lt;br /&gt;these are the ones we hate to love... but we don't really love them anyway... haha there are two types of people we're looking at here, those who copy ideas from others and those who have ideas but practically make people do it for them. This is of the leechiness, it's like copying lecture notes from a friend when you didn't turn up for class in the first place. These people usually top the class though...!@#$%^&amp;* sob sob sob... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Those of INVISIBLENESS:&lt;br /&gt;these... are so late for class, you sometimes wonder if they exist... hahaha, i don't know how they do it but they don't have the "late-gut", you know whenever i'm late for something my gut churns... LOL... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures to summarise august...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1107/1345111218_a3c226ba15_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1206/1345113058_3a130d0087_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics with cell group peeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1282/1344223975_23f7877806_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice post box... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1042/1344224787_6cbf75a586_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1212/1344225619_821caab86f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balcony with us four mildly intoxicated dudes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1290/1345118262_e994a66fe1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE WALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1339/1345119014_cbfe6c7ea4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1190/1345119592_6972ac75e8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics at the esplanade, taken while interrupting Singapore's favourite makeout site for couples... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1144/1344230349_1ee397cf33_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/1344233191_32276c722c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1087/1344234251_60b01da5d1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, life gets better when you love yourself... lol, the gayness... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7370006015148416839?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7370006015148416839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7370006015148416839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7370006015148416839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7370006015148416839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-august.html' title='this is august'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1144/1344219605_9a9f25ec0a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-381604336394244337</id><published>2007-08-28T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T18:28:02.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am an inspiration</title><content type='html'>I just inspired sarah to go onto youtube to watch videos after showing her a bunch of Panic at the Disco vids... :D Kevin was late today, AGAIN... we missed the bus but managed to re-catch it again by chionging to the next bus stop, kudos to lays for that useful information! :D hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my heartbeat in my pimples, they are red and inflamed and two have pus in them, there are four of them in total and they form a nice long rectangle across my nose. i'm in pain luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NE-YO is my new idol! haha, his songs are really nice AND he has thick lips! hahaha join the club of the thick lips! hahaha including Sarah Lim, Jessica Alba and Angelina Jolie... wahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went out for dinner and chilling at the balcony with becca, jianting and kok seng... :D hahaha it was fun, we were plopped into the sofa seats and chit chatting among the cushy cushions. and we talked about EVERYTHINg... including YOU, yes you... :D haha don't look away now, i'm talking about YOU... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went to get my passport photo updated and i totally freaked out when i thought i lost my passport when it was in my left back pocket all the while, the thing is that i don't use my left back pocket so i didn't check it so here i was being an idiot walking around the immigration building searching my pockets, ALL my pockets except the left back pocket... i even went to ask the nice photo auntie who used photoshop to eradicate my pimples whether i left it on the chair or something... but all in all in all... my left back pocket, happily sitting there... eating up my passport... rahh... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-381604336394244337?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/381604336394244337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=381604336394244337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/381604336394244337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/381604336394244337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-inspiration_28.html' title='i am an inspiration'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1253966305933600579</id><published>2007-08-28T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T18:15:11.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am an inspiration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1253966305933600579?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1253966305933600579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1253966305933600579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1253966305933600579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1253966305933600579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-inspiration.html' title='i am an inspiration!'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3563290873406068389</id><published>2007-08-24T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T02:45:21.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>izak who is cometh back</title><content type='html'>here i am, once again in a very very long while, the feckless prodigal blogger, back to post cause i had a sudden enormous urge to blog. I'm back home early cause i couldn't go on any longer in orchard surviving solely on the curry puff i had for lunch, my stomach was feeling emptier than ever, horrible feeling. Rushed back, cooked some maggie mee of which i pride myself to be able to cook with the least number of utensils but with the greatest amount of pepper... :D (sarah's dog is called pepper, no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flickr didn't delete my account after all! so thankfully after grieving for abit in my SOUL over my lost pictures, i find my rest... "oh... you lay me down in green pastures.... blah blah blah...". Anyway, speaking of loss, i'm feeling really lost right now not using a mouse, digital essentials has moulded me into a mouse using addict... ;P i love mice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1181/1221271102_2b996d5d3b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did lots of thinking on the bus while listening to "Boston" and other emo songs on my mp3, the iTunes in school has really changed my musical tastes, today, i got the entire maroon5 new album and a whole load of smash mouth songs off the comp... pertaining to copyright issues and ethics and privacy ... ... i have no comment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was observing some aunties chasing after the bus while i sat comfortably on the second level, the poor dears, have to wait for the next bus... :D BUT, lets say if i were a bus driver then i'd choose to be the bus driver from hell, i would drive off while they trail behind haplessly all hot, sweaty and breathless, their pleading eyes will whine through the glass doors as i crank up the gas and leave them and their sorry untapped ez-link cards behind. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way i see it, there are a few types of bus-chasers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the RABID BUS-CHASER:&lt;br /&gt;this is the kind that says "i get what i want" and will do anything to get their bus. These are the instances where they bang the door they run at 200km/h and scream non-stop until the bus stops. This type of people come in the quiet breed and the noisy breed, usually the quiet ones are singaporeans themselves who bang the doors and open their mouths and eyes really wide for the desired effect. The noisy ones are usually the foreigners, who for some reason have decidedly more developed vocal chords so they scream some gibberish in another language(probably vulgarities?)to get the bus uncles attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the EGOISTIC BUS-CHASER:&lt;br /&gt;most of us fall under this category, happy or not, we are ego-centric people. In an instance when this person has to chase a bus, he/she will chase after the bus, but for only a short distance and they won't run really maniacally but somewhat like a slow jog because they don't want to be "unglam". Now here's the distinctive part, when they miss the bus they will EITHER: A)give a "whatever" look and throw their hands mildly in the air to brush it off to make it look like they don't care about the bus B)breathe hard and look pitiful so people will sympathise and not focus so much on the fact that he/she is a hopeless loser who just missed the bus and has to wait for the next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the PSYCHIC BUS-CHASER:&lt;br /&gt;this is a psychological syndrome, all the bus chasing occurs within the mind and is restricted to this parameter. What happens is the person sees the bus and would probably be able to catch it if he/she runs fast enough. The person thinks about it, and considers it, imagines himself running after the bus. He/She goes through the motion in the mind but takes no action and even as his mind goes after the bus he remains walking at the normal speed until the bus moves off and thus the person has to wait for the next bus. (this is me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DREAMY BUS-CHASER:&lt;br /&gt;this is the saddest type of person i think. He/she is usually sleeping, day-dreaming or reading or doing something that really keeps him/her preoccupied that when the bus comes, there is no realisation that the bus is here, until the bus moves off. Then, just as the bus is moving off the person realises that the bus is his/hers then the person jumps up and the butt leaves the seat just about 1 centimetre or something and within that 1millisecond spent in mid-air, the person realises that he/she has missed the bus anyway. So the scene ends with the person plopping back down into the seat to wait for the next one... some people can be so retarded...(this is me too...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, which are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was kinda sad i guess, i was sitting in between Xan and Kevin during class, Xan was sleeping and buddy was in a bad mood methinks so i had no one to crap with during class and Sarah was sitting one seat away in the little corner, hahaha i wonder how she can feel content in that far end, everyone else seemed to be having fun in the front. Buddy was asking Ray about Illustrator stuff during class, i'm going, "Hello? What am i sitting her for?" hahaha, nevermind luh, i think he feels more "an quan gan" with Ray... hee2... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school dashed off cause i wasn't feeling happy anyways and when i said, "Watching you guys eat is no fun" Amanda gave me the royal "go home loh" wave with her hand of death hahaha... so thank goodness Jianting called and i left like immediately... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1026/1220411083_4e6aa37a3a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some nice street art, we found books on street art in borders and i was fascinated and feeling really inspired, quite excited about the six postcards actually, i think i'm leaning more toward graphic design now... anyway, i have no idea why but Jianting was fascinated with the book on painting walls... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1140/1221271996_75b0680af1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-Y locked buddy's comp!! haha it's really funny... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1311/1220413321_f7baad46f4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me writing in my "everything" book on the bus... in the nice afternoon sun... lush greenery in the back ground... wahahaha i felt so peaceful just sitting there, it's hot outside but cold inside, love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some interesting photos i took with my camera, haha places around Singapore, quite cool... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1167/1220713053_2cbf54b844_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1085/1220712259_c25267a656_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/1220417235_29aeaa8ed4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/1220415921_4dbbb5d974_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1179/1221277740_f02b3dd32b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough enough, i think i bore you guys out... :D hahaha... have fun! i hope there's power rangers on tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3563290873406068389?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3563290873406068389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3563290873406068389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3563290873406068389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3563290873406068389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/08/izak-who-is-cometh-back.html' title='izak who is cometh back'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1181/1221271102_2b996d5d3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2514957000917591555</id><published>2007-08-08T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:37:43.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>izak the retard</title><content type='html'>full house is really the funniest thing on earth, i just keep laughing to myself everytime i watch it... hahaha kinda makes you feel like an idiot but it's really fun... :D hahaha retarded me... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves full house many many! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after school dragged this gigantic big big board home from school, i think it's like about A0 size or something, when i put it in front of me in the bus it took up too seats luh... haha i count it as ultimate molestation protection for two people, it covered me and alicia up perfectly in the bus... -_- lOL! ;D hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alicia in the bus and hansheng at ngee ann city... lol, so coincidental right! hahaha, miss them many many..!!! augh... hahaha... had subway with jeremy yesterday! i love subway, haha makes me feel healthy, should eat it more often to help with the pimple outbreak! :P...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now blogging with the window smaller so that i can watch full house at the same time... it's like the sad part now! :( awww, drama mama emo-ness... :D hahaha cya all! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY&gt;&gt;&gt; :D hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2514957000917591555?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2514957000917591555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2514957000917591555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2514957000917591555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2514957000917591555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/08/izak-retard.html' title='izak the retard'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5821943115851681304</id><published>2007-08-06T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:06:25.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey you!</title><content type='html'>izak managed to drag himself out of bed today and is now sitting here in visual presentation class trying to blog... proud of myself, finished the shopfront design and two journals yesterday... haha... I HAVE PICS TO SHOW TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treated myself to minute maid on the way to school, lemonade lemonade lemonade... rahhh... singapore was infested with NUSSU's today, i think it's the nus student union, they're collecting donations methinks... all over the place okay, all the way from commonwealth to tampines... lol, wearing bright pink shirts... too bad my bro's in NTU if not i can laff at him... lolz... but i think their acronym sounds nicer than ours... i mean TPSU can't be pronounced but if it's NUSSU you can pronounce it as NOO-SOO which sounds kinda cute... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw syaf on the way to school today, was thinking like "this girl walks like syaf but... what's with the birthday cake skirt..." haha, oh well, the poor girl forgot to bring her wallet out on pay day! hahaha, nevermind, save money for one day... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way into school from the bus stop this kan chiong spider was rushing to class and was walking like super uber fast lah, scary things, haha i was like, "are you trying to compete with me, what's wrong with you" but i was thinking it luh, didn't really say it... i was more worried with the fact that she has shorter legs but she's walking faster than me... :( was left trailing behind her all the way to the lift looking at her shorter legs and my longer legs and trying to find out why on earth she walk so fast... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG the worst thing happened to me okay, when i got into the lift his idiotic man with a moustache was like squeezing me into the corner lah, it was like he was talking to this woman in front of him and they were standing in front of me and he was pushing me backwards with his bag, i was like trying to get him to shoo by fidgeting lots but he still wouldn't budge... *breathes hard to try to control self from punching ugly short fat moustached vermin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun... kinda, we were supposed to go to the dentist with amanda but in the end her appointment was cancelled and we went to starbucks to do work and stuff... had my pure chocolate... *blissful face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have pics for yoU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1421/1034570754_97fa360886.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to town... first time taking 518!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1250/1034570840_acedd9341f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so glamorous shot of sarah rubbing nose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1332/1034570922_39438e9c54_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin doing something... i don't really know what he's doing, i think he's blabbering about that zara jacket he saw that was on sale... :( i wanna buy too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1103/1034570968_c78a60c2a2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAVING A BAD HAIR DAY AND THE TWO LADIES SITTING OVER THERE WON'T GIVE UP THE SEAT WITH THE SOCKET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1313/1034571074_b919d82226_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see those two ladies sitting there, THAT'S MY SOCKET SEAT! :( damn them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1295/1034860890_3fe7109c7e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin is suicidal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1048/1034860870_441cf897d4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty cup even though i finished my pure chocolate so that they wouldn't chase us away! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1065/1035010472_d2952c23d3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1299/1035010384_ed06fbd18f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/1035010370_532446357e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nails! happy day... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1192/1035010354_a1b5e31160_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin sulks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1293/1035010342_b96ffda0f9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah pouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1358/1034319695_e233a9c323_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resuming windows... yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1032/1034319653_6ad5577c54_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasty treat for me! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1209/1034319467_06f3c7e154_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cosy corner... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1209/1034319365_67a850c254_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two idiots laffing at my misfortune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1060/1034319129_6ae3921ea5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cable... waiting sadly to be used... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5821943115851681304?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5821943115851681304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5821943115851681304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5821943115851681304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5821943115851681304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-you.html' title='hey you!'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1250/1034570840_acedd9341f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8043802848012560286</id><published>2007-07-30T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T07:20:12.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin' down</title><content type='html'>today i was tired... so so so tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt myself slipping, feeling small, feeling very very little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i ran away in time before i slipped more, before i embarrassed myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treated myself to a VODA VODA... :D hahaha... just stood at the bus stop and stared and thought, how much am i a laughing stock? how stupid am i simply? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought about how much pre-empting i was doing, the things i were doing for the what-ifs... i still stay in church because "what if" one day my relationship with God improves? i don't want to be stuck churchless and stuff... i don't tell some people in the face to F off because "what if" one day i go back to church and become an upright christian again and then i'll have to turn around and say "i'm sorry"... i'm being such an idiot, my life is a twirl of loops and twists and i'm confusing myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so so alone today, sitting in my corner in the mrt, i'm just in this state of loss... and i'm in this state cause, it's my fault, not God's fault, it will never be His fault cause he's perfect and i acknowledge that and ... yea it's my fault luh, what stupid thing am i talking about... just... i'm sick of it being my fault? i don't want there to be this thing in my life i just want to get it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fine, then i slipped, i know it, i just slipped... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i fell? frustrated, i fell on a pavement? and i got scratched all over, and feeling like... why did this happen? how did this happen? when is it going to end? is there a way out of it? ... then i think... no i'm too lazy to get out of it, i'm fine what, i'm just trudging on in life... no purpose, nothing great just get my diploma and move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the part where most people would go..." i need a hug " ... hahaha... ummmm, i know i randomly give out mad hugs sometimes... but i think i'm old enough to shrug off a comforting hug... support self emotionally... think i need to do that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! oh thanks samuel for your concern, i was surprised but, that was really nice... hahaha... :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* felt good churning it all out... :D hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really thinkg i'm sensitive... or easily hurt... but i think there are people in my life who have major attitudes who rub off on me, and it's very very bad cause i don't know how i react to things, sometimes when they do something to me i may react with a bad attitude or i may not know how to react and end up being insulted and embarrassed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8043802848012560286?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8043802848012560286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8043802848012560286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8043802848012560286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8043802848012560286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/feelin-down.html' title='feelin&apos; down'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3294767358644423949</id><published>2007-07-29T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T00:33:17.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get down to it</title><content type='html'>here i am, the laziest boy on earth... hahaha... :P i haven't blogged in ages but then now i'm going to post up my photos and i'm going to make sure that they get up! hahaha... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little update, izak is a happy boy because he has carefree sundays sleeping and moulding on the sofa with his comfy quilt and watching kids central... very contented... :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos here... ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1232/876578856_b4c3373f1e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1088/876578808_404ba955c6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1281/876578768_4cfe9c8b16_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1246/876578734_bbcbf7cdfd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1266/876578700_9b6465486e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures with the classmates... :D &lt;br /&gt;two things:&lt;br /&gt;-we love to wear black&lt;br /&gt;-we love to stick our heads in bags... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/875590695_324f22fd8f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1288/875590727_020852eb6f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1408/875616151_e83c6e7396_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fisheye photos taken on nuo's cam... :D we look like we're at a wedding lah!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1439/875590679_f869b71dda_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1125/875590669_0c037add1b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before and after fotos of my background... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GANG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1264/875590667_9940639c73_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1161/875590659_67f5abfdd4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1436/875616173_4f399eeb5d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act rich kids take cab everywhere... hee2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/875616215_1134bf6e82_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act high class kids take picture in front of fullerton hotel... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1317/875616255_290b4a849d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act cute kids doing a little camwhoring... ;D hee2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1173/875616299_3ada2fb7fd_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE YOU! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1201/875634021_df7f061dd6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two chinese boys, one red indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1336/875634055_110a4b514a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1365/875634123_39df53beb9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be such a crazy week... monday alone just have so many things to do... so i reserve this sunday just for slacking... get some good rest for my pimples... ;D hee2... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a good day at attributes, your friendly neighbourhood customer service officer izak teh was going crazy at the counter... hee2... we were going mad i tell you, finally was so burnt out that in the end when we couldn't find the cloth to cover the counter i simply collapsed on the floor like a rag doll... hahaha... so tired so so tired... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha IZAK'S NEW RESOLUTION... :D haha to use the minimum amount of energy everyday and to not exhaust self... hee2... sleep more... and use less vulgarities... hahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need a hair cut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past mth was quite crazy, first time i had an all time low in a long while, i thought i was quite stable already then those old mad moodswings just came over me again... i think i discovered many things about myself during this time and i learnt how to be less dependant on other things than myself.. i don't need all those stuff to be a better person... yeapz... so i'm happy again! :D hahaha jia you izak... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just watching Lovers in Paris... the lady got misunderstood to be a hooker, felt damn sad for her, if i were misunderstood like that i would get very angry and have a fit... hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss all my secondary school friends... hahaha, glad that i'm still in contact with those who went to poly and stuff... but i know there's nothing much left to talk about with those who went to jc...haha, i'm not in that system anymore... kinda sad huh... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to have oyster mee sua now with aunt and cousin... :D hahaha going to enjoy the rest of my slacky sunday! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT Tunstall is great, check her out, she's a singer, initially we only knew her as the singer of the "woohoo" song but then i discovered she sang lots of other cool songs.... so she rocks... she's like norah jones but even better..!! hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need a haircut and new hair colour... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3294767358644423949?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3294767358644423949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3294767358644423949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3294767358644423949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3294767358644423949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/get-down-to-it.html' title='get down to it'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1232/876578856_b4c3373f1e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2876524194872994387</id><published>2007-07-23T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:30:51.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger is a smut</title><content type='html'>blogger just deleted my post which i put like a tonne of photos into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curse blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D hahaha okay accumulate more photos and i'll be fine later today... :D hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2876524194872994387?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2876524194872994387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2876524194872994387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2876524194872994387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2876524194872994387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogger-is-smut.html' title='blogger is a smut'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3122564934232838713</id><published>2007-07-23T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T07:37:00.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is happy</title><content type='html'>okay, after like three weeks of endlessly being down and out and depressed and sad and irritated and spilling vulgarities and expletives and driving everyone i could possibly drive out of my life... i think i can say i've walked out of my depression... well... at least 80% hahaha... :P must've been the good sleep on saturday, it helped... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i uploaded tonnes of pics! hahah i know my blog has become a little boring with all the wordiness and ranting and stuff... hahaha guess i'll have to spruce it up with a little pic or two :D ... some are really cool toO! :D hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so healthy, i ate a piece of watermelon today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3122564934232838713?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3122564934232838713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3122564934232838713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3122564934232838713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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background...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw alot of people around school... glad to see people... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, here are just some random thoughts from today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah, robin, amanda, lays, yt and zhiying are the cutest people on earth!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in cell group i had a sudden revelation that in the past three weeks i said the F word like four times and used an assortment of curse words at many various points in time... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a sinner, izak is a big big sinner... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i posed in front of the bus for such a long time in the scorching sun while the uncle took his time to adjust his windscreen mirror... pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose was itching all day... crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to cell group in a sianz mood... tired? i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izak has pimples! help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4870831146575661665?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4870831146575661665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4870831146575661665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4870831146575661665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4870831146575661665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/tgif-i-think.html' title='TGIF... i think...'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8430995574401898832</id><published>2007-07-11T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:42:41.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo-nite</title><content type='html'>i'm just back from a very productive day AWAY from home... haha i am an unproductive freak IN the house i realise so i gotta get out more often... anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A SINNER! i knew i wasn't supposed to... but... i couldn't resist... the temptation was too strong... it was calling me... calling... call... ca.... lolz, okay yea this afternoon after school i couldn't resist my naturally calling to down chocolate like a monster so on our way to the student lounge me, natt, ama and veron went to the bookstore and whoa before you knew it i was paying for chunks of chocolate at the counter... now i'm feeling damn sick and paying for that moment of PURE ECSTATIC SINFUL PROVOCATIVE moment of tasteful pleasure... LOL no seriously i'm feeling really sick now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so here it goes... it is in EMO-NITE tonIte! &lt;strong&gt;TONIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; is the night... hahaha, no seriously, see if this feels emo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. taken a bath and feeling nice and comfy - check&lt;br /&gt;2. turned off all the lights - check&lt;br /&gt;3. glow of computer dimly lights room - check&lt;br /&gt;4. night glow from outside shines through window - check &lt;br /&gt;5. soft sounds of traffic outside - check&lt;br /&gt;6. soothing norah jones music on - check&lt;br /&gt;7. snuggled up in bed under the quilt - check&lt;br /&gt;8. pimple gel is on and all ready to go to bed - check &lt;br /&gt;9. msn is off - check &lt;br /&gt;10. having emotional turmoil of somesort - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have given you ten steps to follow for a nice emo-nite... it's kinda cosy in here... ;D now all i have to do is stare out of the window pointlessly and think... :D kewl huh... lolz... I HAVE NO PICTURES... once again, i feel like a loser... lazy to upload... can i do it tomorrow? i'll bring the cable to skool... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so horribly sick! what's the deal man?!?!?! haha(this is the part where you guys tell me to curse god and die, then i'll refuse and go down big in history... :D ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i forgot the interesting thing i was going to type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh now i remember... :D hahaha, ponder on this question, &lt;em&gt;how many people around you, actually think you're a loser and look down on you but they just keep quiet about it?&lt;/em&gt; lolz... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GAINED LOADS OF BAD KARMA TODAY it's all jasmines fault, when i went out with her and yang wei tonight they got me in loads of bad karma man, this mouth of mine needs spiritual cleansing now... LOL oopz, sinner sinner me :D hahaha... anyway, i was going to say today was a really productive day, though jasmine is darned joker and stuff i'm glad i finished up some stuff and i'm also happy that i was efficient and finished up my rationale in the library! though it was freaky cuz the library at 745 is NOT sexy i tell you... :D hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers guys, i'm going to be emo now... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8430995574401898832?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8430995574401898832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8430995574401898832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8430995574401898832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8430995574401898832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/emo-nite.html' title='emo-nite'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7481184742336849939</id><published>2007-07-10T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:00:29.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am such a dork</title><content type='html'>lol, i haven't blogged in ages... now in history of graphic design class which is so boring... :D haha, recently been not having much sleep and been sick and stuff so been really woozy and stuff... been doing some really stupid things in public... lolz... OMG i nearly got caught blogging in class... good thing i shut the screen... :D (natt says hi :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing things that happened to me this week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I fell asleep while standing up on the train... AGAIN... i was like happily snoozing when my knees buckled and i was like halfway on the way to the floor when i woke up just in time... think this boy standing next to me caught a glimpse... but not much too... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Drooled while standing and sleeping on the train. This is a first... it's damn stupid i tell you, i was just standing there hugging my file and dozing, mind you i didn't sleep for a really long while... so i drooled on my file then i woke up and i realised i drooled and i swear i felt this surprised look crept up on my face... -_- i wiped, looked around and tried to look innocent and insignificant... hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Okay this is not my fault but when this train reached the station, i think it was rush hour and it was super packed and i was like leaning on the glass thingy... then this group of people wanted to go out but OBVIOUSLY there was no more space for me to squeeze back and this lady who was trying to squeeze past me growled at me... i tell you i have never seen a woman growl before in my life, let alone at such a volume... haha... -_- barbaric... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. okay okay, no more MRT tales, yesterday i went to queensway shopping centre to get some stuff printed and i was being woozy as usual... got my stuff printed... paid... and STUPIDLY WALKED DOWN THE UPRIDING ESCALATOR... -_- times like this make we wonder where my brain is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. been walking around singapore with my hair unstyled and my dressing way screwed... does that count? i wanted to round up to 5... :D hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm still damn sad and depressed... things have been going way wrong... these few days didn't really get much sleep so fell sick so missed school yesterday... came back today to find that they did a whole load of stuff when i wasn't around... crap... this morning woke up later than usual cause i was bargaining for five more minutes anyway, i hadn't packed so i had to dash all over the house grabbing my stuff, we're doing our project shoot today toO! so i had to grab extra stuff so i left the house with all my barang barang... then after closing the door behind me i realise that i forgot my handphone AND my wallet... i mean, i can live without the phone but leaving the wallet at home is a big NO-NO... well, so i'm locked out of the house and i have no wallet no KEY... damn... i was like some idiot pressing the bell and knocking the door at the same time with all my stuff... plus i hadn't had time to wear my shoes so i just squished my feet in and i was holding my socks in my hand.. pathetic!!! why have i been reduced to such a low life form that even my socks mock at me!? lol so anyway i ran down to get a key from my dad downstairs and ran up again... AND I'M SICK, i shouldn't be running when i'm sick! i'll get a heart attack and die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah... and i'm wearing my polka dot socks too... i feel so jinxed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand history of graphic design, it's like the exercise channel can, we're like all standing up everytime he changes slides to catch a glimpse of the caption... see this is the reason why TP students have big thighs... 1)we have tonnes of staircases to climb all over the place 2)we do kallang wave everyday in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff* i'm damn sick i tell you i'm damn sick *sniff* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not a typical post, izak usually puts up pictures but since he's blogging on the school computer and has no cable, he's not able to post up pictures... so he's talking a whole lot but it's not his fault cause there's no cable... but he already mentioned that there's no cable so i guess you get the picture that there's no cable so he can't post up the pics... :D not that he has any pics to post up anyway... ahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7481184742336849939?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7481184742336849939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7481184742336849939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7481184742336849939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7481184742336849939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-such-dork.html' title='i am such a dork'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6294717981867272441</id><published>2007-07-08T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T12:04:07.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi i haven't slept in two days... go figure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6294717981867272441?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6294717981867272441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6294717981867272441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6294717981867272441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6294717981867272441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/hi-i-havent-slept-in-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5404252497857411745</id><published>2007-07-06T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:00:43.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am an inanimate object</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1072/744285763_db98aa2aed_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wake up with a sinking feeling in my gut, a churning sensation in my stomach, i can feel the eyebags tugging on my eyes even though i probably got ten hours of sleep. i poke myself and i can't feel a thing... not really, but i feel numb as a chewing gum... why is it that i have so little energy when i had so much sleep... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast, felt great about breakfast, it's one of the little joys left in my life - chocolate sara lee cake... :D yum... i washed my face, but i think i have to be resigned to the pimples for now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE GOES ON. even if i feel like a marshmallow, the deadline for my drawing essentials project will not change, it still is on monday and i still have get down there and do what i have to do. I will just have to get my butt down there and get going with all i have to do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being able to hear every step that you take when walking... every one taken is hard but i don't know why... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my God, i just want to curl up in my bed forever.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5404252497857411745?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5404252497857411745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5404252497857411745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5404252497857411745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5404252497857411745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-inanimate-object.html' title='i am an inanimate object'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1072/744285763_db98aa2aed_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3511164976664961796</id><published>2007-07-04T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T08:30:05.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is a depressed pup</title><content type='html'>NOBODY LOVES ME ANYMORRRREEE... :D &lt;br /&gt;hahaha, it's seriously true, all my friends hate me, i'm so sure that they don't wanna talk to me and they think i'm boring and stupid and that i have an EVIL heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, since you all don't love me anymore, i'll devote my life to something that will always love me... :D... FOOD!!! :D haha more chocolatish babes for ya ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1178/716775474_a3e19f9588_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CHOCOLATE MILK better be good for the skin... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1329/716775436_67227f3816_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CHOCOLATE CAKE commemorating my first time stepping into ITAS canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1388/716775392_19dacae4c9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CHOCOLATE POCKY is a great way to fill that morning emptiness... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1396/716775106_1a3e7f7bd2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. CHOCOLATE CREAM PIE from heaven! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1261/716775066_629f028e02_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. CHOCOLATE CORNETTE ice cream, for when you're too poor to buy magnum :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a result of eating so much chocolates over the weekend i now officially have a double chin... :D thanks for all the memories, but i think this is where i bid my skinny jeans goodbye FOREVER, i am going to evolve into a FAT PIG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot, i wore a cap to school today, kinda happy that it didn't cause serious itching till quite late in the night... :D hahaha... i was declaring to everyone how happy i was that if i didn't want to see a certain person i could simply look down and my cap would just cover everything... :D haha it's a really great thing, seriously, sometimes on some days, i don't want to see ANYBODY... :D hahaha yea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dsc subcomm interview... :D went well, waited in the room with desiree and yang wei... :D funness ;D hahaha... anyway i think that i'm a crazy looney if i think i can take another camp for the second week running... i'm gonna seriously reconsider going for subcomm cuz i'm so sick and tired of "GO GO FIGHT FIGHT" &lt;br /&gt;hahaha... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1200/716865440_99cb4979d2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flaunt my pimples! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3511164976664961796?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3511164976664961796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3511164976664961796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3511164976664961796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3511164976664961796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/izak-is-depressed-pup.html' title='izak is a depressed pup'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1178/716775474_a3e19f9588_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5291979179538451085</id><published>2007-07-01T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T07:17:14.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>covered in sugarhappiness</title><content type='html'>:D I developed a small ulcer on my cheek... no thanks to the FOUR HEAVENLY KINGS as mentioned before, haha but then it's an old ulcer luhhh :D hahaha... Today was a pretty good day i guess... actually it went pretty bad and i was trying to tell myself to be joyful and happy but then my spirits just weren't up..&gt; :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to liu geng hong's &lt;&lt;xing fu de ju li&gt;&gt; the one he sang when he proposed to his girlfriend... coolness... very touching song... :D i don't know why i'm getting touched by every little thing nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to 2 of my friend who showed their LOVE for me even though they may not know it, i was so touched luhh... there, DO NOT underestimate the power of ur LOVE children :D hahaha.. that's all four today... i found another heavenly king... it's my CHOCOLATE CORNETTE ICE CREAM but then i too lazy to post up the pic... so will... post it up another day... :D taaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5291979179538451085?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5291979179538451085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5291979179538451085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5291979179538451085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5291979179538451085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/07/covered-in-sugarhappiness.html' title='covered in sugarhappiness'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7268702803282885415</id><published>2007-06-30T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T19:30:20.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>self talk</title><content type='html'>IZAK IS A HAPPY, JOVIAL AND JOYFUL BOY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7268702803282885415?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7268702803282885415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7268702803282885415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7268702803282885415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7268702803282885415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/self-talk.html' title='self talk'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-941714098651566348</id><published>2007-06-30T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T18:43:28.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy me</title><content type='html'>i would like to begin this post by complaining about my lack of brain capacity... cause i'm simply so so busy but i have a short term memory and a serious lack of ability to comprehend and make decisions... :D cuz you never know, the most crazy decision you make might just be the right one right... lol... so anyway, there're so many things to go for, so many things to do, so much homework to complete... DIVINE INTERVENTION PLEASE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many people whom i was supposed to add on msn like... ages ago... i didnt cause... i can't remember... :D hahaha.... SO SORRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two surveys to do for school which i've been procrastinating cause... the dateline is next mth... but i don't want to end up chionging everything the day before the dateline!!! help! and to add to that i have to do this weirdo NS deferment thingy that if i don't do i have to report for NS... -_-... these are the times when i really don't like my country... I KEEP FORGETTING TO DO THESE THINGS!! HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the end of the TPSU camp... thank GOD! hahaha i was so so so tired and i really was going to breakdown anytime, every single time we walked back into the auditorium i hit the carpet straight... my hands are pretty sore from the pushups on the granite steps but other than that, I LIVED! :D hahaha... ummm, the station games were wayyy fun... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway after breaking camp i ventured into the deep north of singapore, woodlands, where causeway point stands, brimming endlessly with people ready to shove and nudge and twitch just to get through the corridor... :D and there... i discovered... THE FOUR HEAVENLY KINGS :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1271/672039159_8f7ecb95d6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CHOCOLATE waffles from prima deli :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1030/672039191_dd73e5bc9f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CHOCOLATE doughnut from 7-eleven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1291/672039209_e2f640bd8e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CHOCOLATE croissant from breadtalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1214/672039233_dfaa30f778_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. CHOCOLATE kitkat chunky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i looked like a loiterer going into the shopping centre then walking out again to eat... then going in again to buy to eat... then going in again to find a dustbin to throw the paper away... hahahaha :D but i'm a happy little chocolate fan :D rahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i was there alone waiting for my friend then i was like thinking since i still had some cash and i was glad i survived camp i thought i'd just treat myself this once... and zomg the heatiness seriously could kill a pen of pigs... :D but don't worry i drank LOTs and Lots of H20... yea, mama'll be proud of me... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-941714098651566348?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/941714098651566348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=941714098651566348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/941714098651566348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/941714098651566348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/busy-busy-me_30.html' title='busy busy me'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1271/672039159_8f7ecb95d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7429834814487516524</id><published>2007-06-29T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T02:34:31.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>izak here</title><content type='html'>hi i know i haven't blogged in like ages... lol, i just feel handicapped blogging without pictures and thus i haven't blogged... get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... and i haven't really been taking pictures anyway... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway now i'm in school comp lab, it's really late and i'm waiting to go for the tpsu sub comm camp with andrea and some of the others... :D hope its fuN... fingers crossed, see ya'll guys sooN! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7429834814487516524?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7429834814487516524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7429834814487516524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7429834814487516524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7429834814487516524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/izak-here.html' title='izak here'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-4342608047075551687</id><published>2007-06-21T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:45:23.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i haven't blogged in a long time</title><content type='html'>time to catch up on a little blogging over here... haha i have tonnes of pictures to upload from the bbq night with some of the tp people and stuff... but it's simply too time consuming, i'm too busy... and it's 1.20 and my acne is itching my face and i ate koko krunch for dinner... LOL... but i finished two more sketches for my sketch book and i'm feeling quite content that i chatted crazily on msn for a long long time tonight... ;D hahaha, these days have been quite dramatic and sometimes when i just want a little peace it's kinda hard to survive but then... i guess, our time on earth is short, i gotta go against my desire for a acne-free face and stay up late at night to get things done... :D hahaha... oh man when school starts its' going to be so much crazier... :D i need a job and loads and loads of money... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some random pics that i took that i think are pretty emo i mean seriously don't you think so, i was like editing some of them using my phone and i just realised that oh my gosh! my phone is GOOD! :D hahaha... not a bad waste of money after all, my blood and sweat baleno cash... RAHHH :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1108/581652265_3c49670339_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me homeeee... i wanna go homeeee... LOL :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1271/581652287_906653a8cc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1211/581652303_8f439bf01f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E maths question: calculate the difference in the number of pimples... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1083/581652295_c8b641d2e5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i got home... i wanna go out! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after having briefing on subject selection i went out with kevin and amaris so on the way amanda was with us so we took pictures! haha took some in school with the others but i think these ones have more "FEELING" uh! :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1295/581652317_623f0e08a7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out amanda's expression man! i love it! hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/581652339_87bc63fd3a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1087/581666633_be3baec822_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1193/581666729_a373640889_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting excited about going out... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1292/581666739_724549d385_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1225/581666801_deae3cda24_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting bored, WHILE already out... haha we were all uber tired luhhh :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! hahaha that's done for today... tml i have a full day and i'm going to be meeting so so so many people! hahaha goodness, hope i have enough energy to take pics all day! ahha should be fun... jia you izak! :D hahaha... been really burnt out by all that's been happening during the HOLIDAYS and they call it holidays, i never felt more stressed in my life... i'm thankful that it's all over, thank God that i survived through all these days of craziness... i just wanna bail sometimes... :D hahaha drop all of it the main word here is FREEDOM... was kidna like talking about this with jon and his friend... :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a true blue holiday! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite, peeps! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4342608047075551687?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4342608047075551687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4342608047075551687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4342608047075551687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4342608047075551687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-havent-blogged-in-long-time.html' title='i haven&apos;t blogged in a long time'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1108/581652265_3c49670339_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8842066137027645949</id><published>2007-06-12T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:34:34.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mommy! it's over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;emerge the aftermath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the last day of emerge some of us went to jolene's house to stay over... i finally caught elektra, so happiness... :D haha anyway i don't have pictures from the last day of emerge cuz i was so exhausted that my finger couldn't even click the phone properly! haha no, that's a lame excuse actually... lol, haha anyway i have pics of the second day AFTER emerge we went to get airbrush tattoos! :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1021/543433835_6741be0a27_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren's ... um... fairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1105/543433841_cede6ba71d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's cupid :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1062/543433843_6d2409cc66_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and vanns cupids :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1356/543433847_65c8346190_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lizarddddd :D i miss u baby! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1301/543433849_ba05513ec9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tortoise :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1210/543433855_09ef52529b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolene's declarations of lian-ness... LOL! jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that was quite fun day we had our tattoos done then we watched pirates for which we were late for... then after that me vann jo and darren went to have STINGRAY for dinner!!! :D haha feels happy contented and loving :D hahaha... see ya all guys soon k ;D ..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is NOT the end, i have gazillions more photos to post up... :D hahaha like of malaysia trip and stuff and i have really old pictures that i wanna post too.. :P augh, hahaha really takes determination to get things like that done... :p wish me all the best... gonna go wild shopping with jon and aaron and maybe ariel too now! :D tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8842066137027645949?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8842066137027645949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8842066137027645949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8842066137027645949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8842066137027645949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/mommy-its-over.html' title='mommy! it&apos;s over!!!'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1021/543433835_6741be0a27_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5164204645999391888</id><published>2007-06-12T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:14:36.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictuures! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;emerge day THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now emerge day three was simply cool, haha many nice pictures from this day, haha... finally posting these pics up is SO EXCITING! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/543394031_581dffdbc0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning and early afternoon devoted to going out with my buddies from orientation :D cheers alicia and hansheng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/543394037_6d3f26f861_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO-BOY... :D lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1209/543394075_aad863b36d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me vann kelly(flirting with camera eh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1436/543306278_bbea8b7e20_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're just three weirdos... rahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1405/543306280_25ac88ca0e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actin' fierce... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1229/543306282_7ae2fbb83a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise cute is not in my dictionary too ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1131/543306286_0a6b96be1d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolene joins da club! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/543306290_6e7043d881_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot woot :D cool dudes in trp jackets! jon is pouting... lOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1380/543306294_5a789345d1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two in red.... (devils?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1189/543314540_cfff69d5d9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... two in white...(angels!) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1139/543314544_e80e3eea37_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did ask him to change expression.... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1025/543314552_b429e0b6a0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! haha his tongue twirl is PRICELESS :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1068/543314560_647f26012e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay finally got some new expression... getting a little sleepy already though... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1352/543314568_7d623fd758_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, this is "cool" &gt;&gt; :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1046/543314570_ab97c321f6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels and devils coexist okay! lol! :D jkjk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is my emerge day three! :D whee~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5164204645999391888?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5164204645999391888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5164204645999391888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5164204645999391888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5164204645999391888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-pictuures-d.html' title='more pictuures! :D'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/543394031_581dffdbc0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3550654894101119000</id><published>2007-06-12T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:54:56.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>precious update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;emerge day TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know that i should have posted this up years ago but then it's here now so don't complain okay... hahaha, oops, lol... emerge day two wasn't such a photofest so i have VERY LITTLE photos... but it gets better... woot~! hahaha... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1091/543394049_57d7ac0a61_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waisum and i diggin' the cheese sausages... :D rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1125/543394043_fc8d432db1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin, waisum, me... whee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/543394039_957c557686_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waisum and me sloggin' at attributes...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3550654894101119000?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3550654894101119000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3550654894101119000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3550654894101119000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3550654894101119000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/precious-update.html' title='precious update'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1091/543394049_57d7ac0a61_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-4858929767251369002</id><published>2007-06-02T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T10:57:07.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iamamarshmallow</title><content type='html'>okie dokie, here i am at the third day of emerge conference, which is also the second last day of the conference... i am so tired... but seriously it's been really really fun... i took so many pictures, but day by day i'm like a spring which is being wound up, haha too tired sia, so now i'm here UNWINDING by blogging and reading blogs... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a human marshmallow, i am squishy and mushy... no no no, i'm a MELTED marshmallow... lolz... :P norah jones melts my heart... :D awww... had an orientation group outing today, had lunch with hansheng and alicia before going down to ECP to meet with the rest... :D we were supposed to meet at 1130... i woke up at at 1109... oops... :D hahaha... anyway yea, hanging out with them is quite fun... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now time for pics... :D i love it when it comes to picture time... haha first day of emerge was a crazy picture taking session, haha thank God for all the great people around me... :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMERGE DAY ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1172/526401428_968403ddc7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joreen looking totally bored at the early morning queue for seats... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1223/526401436_edb11037d1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1075/526401452_eb35f85095_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1166/526401454_cbae9c61db_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of me, becca and irwin... :D my good buddies in CG... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1032/526401486_576f139037_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and joreen, ah lian in disguise... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1133/526401500_b78752b302_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us again! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1100/526410128_3f81f9e3db_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeanie and i... darn, should've worn a polo man... :D haha shopping time! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/236/526410132_540b7b9208_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1143/526410138_11b610e591_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, merrien and merrien's friend, i'm so sorry i forgot her name... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1084/526410156_615a26e588_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianting and me :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/239/526410160_fb12edd5ce_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, kailin and maosan... SHE BECAME SO THIN! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1207/526410162_847ea3fd83_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol and i. i know, i'm not looking at the camera... rahhh :( haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1069/526505849_3be6dbb64b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, carol and phebe! :D attributes so bonded sia! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1074/526505857_026d126a75_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, jeanie and maosan... he's the shadow in between :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1141/526505865_b3a74162e2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and huiying, lolz, using her tongue to flirt with the cam... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1202/526505883_74015d0761_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, huiying and jon... I LOVE THIS PICTURE! I ADORE THIS PICTURE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1198/526505893_49d36f0622_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jon... see the front? sub zone bling wrapped around his hand... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1167/526505895_62f3917d6d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and cell group members trying to flirt with the cam... as usual... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1051/526420062_f636e55aa7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, "sexy" is not in my dictionary... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1178/526420064_d787547df4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irwin and me... rahhh, so innocent! NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/197/526420074_0dc00f9634_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the oh-so-mature kelly with her newly curled tresses... rahhh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1108/526420076_796c95e99b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guiness book of gay poses for the camera... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/247/526420086_f8bcb24670_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, huiying and kelly... rahhh ... ready okay 1 2 down up :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1154/526420102_7e0b4a5071_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't think either of us is looking at the camera... :( i don't like this pic, we both look like ju-on's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1078/526514825_3781e839b8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo yo yo! i'm still trying to get used to the whole hand action thingy... rahhh haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1122/526514841_59fb6be958_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and brandon who looked super good after styling and contacts... lol... aiyah... i also want... LOL  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1202/526514851_822a97e040_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianting and me in our POS GARB... lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1244/526514915_134851fe55_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss jeanette! :D i want her hair colour sia... can i just pluck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1097/526514927_5b61f0af48_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and karen :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/240/526518203_7f5a192546_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, karen and meiqi... rahhh meiqi looks like a new woman... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1205/526518205_5cda97d0de_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kelly looking like innocent little kids! I LIKE! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1221/526518209_84054c0d40_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly wants to flirt with cam... :D me kelly darrel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/217/526518219_97237379a2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me jianting and darrell... :P too bad merrien wasn't around... bah... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1064/526518227_14b75b6670_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to papa!!! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1141/526518231_d4ed511ea2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and irwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's how my emerge day one went... :D hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i took more pictures... i kinda rmb taking some with jon teo... oh wells... hahaha yea i think he hasn't sent to me, but these are the ones that i have in my phone... :D hahaha yay emerge... :D hahaha... anyway time to go off, another long day tomorrow... look forward to a great day of rest on monday... :D haha, trudge on even though i feel like my body has become a marshmallow... :D haha rah, jia you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4858929767251369002?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4858929767251369002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4858929767251369002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4858929767251369002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4858929767251369002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/06/iamamarshmallow.html' title='iamamarshmallow'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1172/526401428_968403ddc7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8753725697940223094</id><published>2007-05-28T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:16:43.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>foot fest</title><content type='html'>okay random post of all the shoes that we painted for our emerge as a cell group... haha i'm sure we're gonna shine looking like a traffic light on emerge! haha way to go man! ;D hahaha... the shoes are looking sexy and i'm not using camera effect to make them look that way okay! :D hahaha... yay w263! :D hahaha... don't be jealous eh... hahaha... :D i need to go get ready to go out in like... five minutes so i'm like chionging this post right now... :D hahaha... enjoy the pics! cyaz! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/220/519463041_a875f5ffbc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/240/519463039_2b644fd991_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/221/519463033_75342223a7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/206/519463005_c8edf95847_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/250/519463001_702cbda170_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/193/519463043_db78983981_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8753725697940223094?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8753725697940223094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8753725697940223094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8753725697940223094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8753725697940223094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/foot-fest.html' title='foot fest'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/220/519463041_a875f5ffbc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2910268139808256464</id><published>2007-05-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:02:59.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>izak is thankful</title><content type='html'>i'm thankful for a great day, though... it wasn't perfect... but i enjoyed it all the same and i accomplished much i believe... :D haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was spent painting shoes for emerge with irwin, jessica and cheryl, we rock upside down i tell ya, the shoes looked sexy like nobody's business... makes me wanna start shoe painting again, shall post up my old shoe pics soon and that reminds me, i have a shoe job on hand! how could i forget? ;( Woke up late and was forty five minutes behind time in meeting irwin, kinda guilty, but we had a great kopitiam breakfast... :D filled me up nearly for the rest of the day... wasn't really hungry after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After painting shoes chionged down to orchard to meet amos, kevin and desiree for a movie... haha they were all high so i think i felt kinda out cuz i was tired and not really in the mood to shoot of my mouth like a crazy cannon... so i decided to do my biggest widest smiles for them throughout the outing... haha, my acting is bad! haha kevin thought i was angry, sorry buddy... :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After holding my pee for 3 crazy hours in pirates of the caribbean i grabbed a cab and left, the uncle was a vulgar man and he kept talking to me about crazy stuff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: whoa you going to far uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uh, yea... haha...(told him republic poly already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: so what course are u studying in poly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uh visual comm... it's like advertising and graphic design, those kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: oh, i want to tell you a story but first i need to ask u a question, are u straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uh, yea (raises eyebrows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: you know that day these two guys came onto my car then at first one of the guys said he want to go to ang mo kio but then after ahwile the other guy tell him to spent the night with him so in the end they changed their mind to go to pasir ris to spend the night together, they were kissing so passionately! First time i see two guys kissing man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, yuck, actually you earn more what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: yea but i really don't understand how they can kiss. I understand if a man and a woman they kiss and touch and stuff but seriously if you ask me i couldn't bring myself to kiss a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh... ok... haha (SO WHAT! DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT A KISS?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: actually it's because they were talking about advertising so when you mentioned that i was reminded of it... anyway, very wasted they both look quite... like they have designer hair, one of them got blond blond one then another use gel to make his hair like durian... then one of them got earring also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hahaha... oh, yea wasted singapore nowadays so many ... hehe (HE'S DESCRIBING ME RIGHT! I KNEW HE GOT SOME MENTAL PROBLEM, THE TAXI UNCLE IS CALLING ME GAY! SO INSULTING...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: you know last time when i was driving a limousine before i drove taxis, once they asked me to drive this south american ambassador around, then he put his hand on my thigh and squeeze my thigh! then i told him i was uncomfortable and then ask him to take his hand away then i bring him to a gay club and introduced my gay tour guide friend to him... then the next day my gay friend call me and tell me that his ambassador man bought him a diamond ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh... (-_-|||)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;this is where we pass by big houses&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi man: you see this place, last time the @#$%^&amp;*&amp;^%$%^(bad words) chief justice stay here one... and you see here? that's the !@#$%^&amp; russian embassy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: haha, okay... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THIS THE KIND OF PERSON YOU WANT TO BE STUCK IN A CRAZY TRAFFIC JAM WITH?!&lt;br /&gt;haha... thank God, He answered my prayers and made the jam less severe... if not... i will bite my tongue and die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POS training was tiring... :D ... whee~! cheers! few days to emerge! :D we'll survive! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2910268139808256464?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2910268139808256464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2910268139808256464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2910268139808256464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2910268139808256464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/izak-is-thankful.html' title='izak is thankful'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-805778428162057049</id><published>2007-05-27T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T08:24:46.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iamquiet</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day i guess, at least there was a sense of satisfaction that i finished it, haha, feels great to be able to get home and drown urself in norah jones and watch ur favourite bimbotic taiwanese drama... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today woke up late to serve... took a taxi to church, shouldn't make this a habit... haha... sleep early on saturdays next time... Assumed my low profile logistics personel position.. :D i kinda like the way it is now... :D when we move to hall one and i have to pack and move and pack and move... now that's tribulation man, haha i mean, i hate to admit it, but i'm lazy luh... hahaha and it's just not my thing lah... LOL... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerge is coming, pretty exciting eh... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training was pretty down cuz some of the people were emo, thank goodness i have some people to clump together with, haha ;D thank God for vanessa, darren and jolene... now i have pics in my phone... but it's kinda late huh... Another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaozzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-805778428162057049?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/805778428162057049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=805778428162057049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/805778428162057049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/805778428162057049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/iamquiet.html' title='iamquiet'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7725738507748976961</id><published>2007-05-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T09:28:33.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuzzy saturday</title><content type='html'>Was just recovering from coming home super late last night this afternoon when i had to leave the house again for another day of non-stop actiON! hahaha... omg it's so fun running here and there doing this and that, i love my cell group... *smitten face*... lolz *slaps self* ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before i left the house i had a peek at my room and... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/514744752_80ab4d634f_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hullo hurricane katrina :D MY ROOM IS SO MESSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/243/514744760_cbb22d13e1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-shot i took while waiting for the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/233/514744762_5c46d2eebe_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO KID! I LOVE EMO KIDS! THIS EMO KID IS SUPER EMO-ISHLY CUTE! EMO CUTE! &lt;br /&gt;-_- since when did EMO and CUTE ever appear in the same sentence... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached jurong east and met with irwin to go to jeanie's house to prepare shoes for emerge... irwin has a pimple outbreak... poor thing! but it's okay, he's becoming THE MAN after going through such tough training in NS... :D and he has fuzzy hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/228/514744764_ed273f470c_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SUNNY SMILES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/232/514779855_405539b695_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becca and her MODEL POTENTIAL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/226/514779857_455b9623bc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying for the "i am innocent" look :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/514779861_af777622c5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they didn't tell me to smile radiantly so i just acted like a schmuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/235/514779865_7d7f8100fc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not the schmuck in this one, but i don't know what on earth happened to my lips, don't ask either... bah... :( haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/245/514779877_748b45ddbe_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/232/514779881_a445f2e2aa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got windy! yay, ah beng hair hidden and doesn't count in such situations, i like!... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FUNNY JEANIE PICS: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/514763786_45adac4d9c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/235/514763798_cac827e0a3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/240/514763804_d5b9d15195_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"da xiang... da xiang..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CHEEKY MAO SAN PICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/514763816_302d38263c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/202/514763812_8e4f39ce10_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/245/514763806_af811a5ef7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO ACT CUTE IRWIN PICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/244/514774650_f6747ba685_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/212/514774654_de1442f34c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE CANDID BECCA PIC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/514774660_bdadc99160_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY REACTION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/206/514774694_028363d11c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/514774702_04af3ce5d8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/245/514774706_e36e1f609b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/230/514806693_6db08b4e24_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/226/514806729_f4f0e92321_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/230/514806735_ab9220505f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7725738507748976961?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7725738507748976961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7725738507748976961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7725738507748976961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7725738507748976961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/fuzzy-saturday.html' title='fuzzy saturday'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/514744752_80ab4d634f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8617821745337506370</id><published>2007-05-25T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:37:39.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smiles blissfully</title><content type='html'>Even though i have to rush out the design for my cell group's shoes and do a hundred-and-one things and do some sketches in my sketch book i still have this sudden surging urge to want to blog. So here goes, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, cancel off all memory of previous two emo posts, haha i kinda remember saying that i wanted all my posts to be happy posts... lolz... but in any case, who doesn't have their sad days? The very days when the emo-ness just overwhelms you, when u're sitting on ur cluttered bed, staring out at the raindrops pelting your window... whee~! so philosophical! i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so yesterday i slacked at home and i watched "ai qing mo fa shi" for abit before leaving the house to meet aaron at tampines mall, i was on time! yay! haha, yea, so we had starbucks and he happily went to sleep leaving me to play marvel vs capcom on his comp... :D i kicked ass okay! lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/248/514173990_039d5912f4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is before... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/514173994_38473fd9e7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is AFTER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, bliss man... lol, aaron had THREE shots for his caramel dunno what thing, dun know HOW on earth the dude could go to sleep... think he's really exhausted... lolz, i was chatting nonsensically with him all day about how much i WANTED to backslide, haha he's a good listening ear, cuz he just shoots everything i say down so i won't take myself seriously... lol, haha, thank God for people like him ard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to popular, got a new sketch book... bought NORAH JONES ALBUM... WHICH CANNOT BE BURNED! OMG... -_-... want to weep now... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we chilled at starbucks aaron and i went to EXPO for POS preview, haha cheerleading was like my object of cursing for that one hour... lolz, haha we went to queue for abit in the ATM queue which was like... LONG like crazy and there was this weirdo chinese man with big big eyes and a little balding head, he had a small paunch... was queueing in front and screaming crazily at his wife somewhere in the crowd behind... eventually he helped her to CUT THE QUEUE... As in he already like draw finish his money then the person behind him already went, he just slotted himself back into the queue LIKE THAT... haha -_- ugly singaporean me... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POS preview was cool, Pst zhuang was talking something about us being on fire and blah... like, ZOMG, i told aaron "everytime i want to backslide this kind of thing happen.." *sigh* hahaha, GOD LOVES ME i can't help it people.... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POS preview over, we went for larry's birthday. The first time in a long time i suddenly felt that i opened up truly to the POS people and was able to let my true self show and i felt like, i held too many prejudices against too many people and some people weren't actually as nice as i thought they were. The point is, until you actually reach the final hour, you won't know who's who... thank God that i stuck around... I let go of my prejudice! I felt that i was so blinded before, and now i really get it luhh... :p leave that part behind... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom washed my superman shirt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/196/514174024_d3b07ff812_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT SHRUNK! LIKE OMG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8617821745337506370?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8617821745337506370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8617821745337506370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8617821745337506370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8617821745337506370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/smiles-blissfully.html' title='smiles blissfully'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/248/514173990_039d5912f4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5701282392719323570</id><published>2007-05-24T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:23:07.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why, oh why</title><content type='html'>1)Why do people have to put music on their blogs so when i go in it blasts at me and it clashes with the cool stuff i'm already playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Why do earholes get infected such that i had to close the one at the top of my ear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Why do emo pictures look so darned cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Why can't i even get a decent day out at orchard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Why haven't i watched tv for the past 6 mths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Why do i have pimples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Why do i desperately need a job but am too lazy to find one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Why are bimbotic taiwan drama serials simply so nice to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Why did i not borrow 'boston legal' from my brother to watch/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Why does the word "church" make me want to run and hide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Why am i stuck with such hilarious hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Why can't i simply have a long emo faraway holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Why can't i live in a cartoon world? i want to be a cartoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Why is kevin afraid of hamsters, he's so big, they're so small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Why isn't jasmine fat though she stuffs herself with chocolate and stuff like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Why can't i just stay home everyday and ROT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Why do i become so "bitchy" so often nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Why do i find people irritating and a bore and boring and fake? maybe they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Why do i drink when i don't see the point of drinking in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Why do i get myself into things i simply do not want to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Why do i get myself into things first then regret later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Why am i such a procrastinator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Why is my sketchbook such a failure? it looks like failure to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Why is school so fun? i want to make it my new church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)Why am i such a spend thrift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN REASONS WHY I SHOULD LEAVE CHURCH:&lt;br /&gt;1. I met so many fake people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I feel like a fake person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People can be so mean sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Four years and i'm still where i was at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am simply busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sundays are great days to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm so tired of saying "i've got church stuff"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm so tired of dreading going for church stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm so tired of reading the bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm so tired physically? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why i SHOULDN'T quit church:&lt;br /&gt;1. God's been nice all this while? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA ... OH GOSH... i suck... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5701282392719323570?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5701282392719323570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5701282392719323570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5701282392719323570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5701282392719323570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-oh-why.html' title='why, oh why'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-4407428125593618940</id><published>2007-05-24T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T11:06:10.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[mad dash]</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/512397179_5f84394f7c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the prelims for tee-shirt and jeans design competition, after a crazy rush from the mrt station, me, jeanie, merrien, becca and maosan arrived at the church office to be greeted by all the other designers and their models... and ZOMG, my design was so small compared to theirs! -_- screams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching taiwan drama serial "ai qing mo fa shi" now... borrowed it from anqi... didn't believe it was nice at first but after a few episodes... it's really very nice actually!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a great day, after so many hours of sleep i feel revived! The so many nights of chionging homework has taken its toll on me and now i am endowed with permanent eyerings...think tomorrow i will clear up my stuff... such a big mass of stuff all over the place... not to mention that i have invaded my sisters room with all my work... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izak is thinking of quitting church... very tired after hour years trying to get a move on but being stuck, trying to be nice, trying to get along stuff like that, time to get out i think, totally can't imagine what i'm doing now, i know if i leave i'll never go in again, its a lifetime decision ... i want sundays on a peaceful quiet cafe with a coffee and a book and a nice coffee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4407428125593618940?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4407428125593618940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4407428125593618940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4407428125593618940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4407428125593618940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/mad-dash.html' title='[mad dash]'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/512397179_5f84394f7c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6955294554351409825</id><published>2007-05-19T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:31:23.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i.am.a.chunk.of.lazy.fat</title><content type='html'>emo pics, everyone, i think some of these are actually quite cool... taken around school while we were on our mad photographing assignment... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/505398542_563395a917_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/191/505398528_a94154274d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/505398524_a254d543ca_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/192/505398518_c8e8ee047f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/219/505398516_19c2fabf3e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having a very bad pimple outbreak and would do anything to get rid of it, my skin feels like alligator butt now... i attribute this to a lack of sleep and a large intake of kopi-beng and kit kat chunky... i'm feeling kinda oily right now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feeling so low nowadays, like tired and stressed and depressed kinda low... must be the school, can't wait for the holidays to come... i just can't get moving anymore, i'm just stagnating and stuck and i know i've got loads of homework to do but i just can't get down to doing them... like i end up watching la bi xiao xin and playing crazy taxi and slacking off instead... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my whole plastic bag of lollipops on CCN day!!! OMG... 2.40 down the drain and lots orange flavoured pleasure gone... :( i feel sad... :P nevermind, the hamsters were so cute... inspire me to get a pet... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like an irritating person, i irritate others... i wish i were an antisocial nerd, then no one would be bothered by me but that would make me even more depressed cuz i need people to talk to me... lol, i'll buy a tickle-me-elmo then... :D hahaha... i'm quite sick of me, i don't want to be me anymore my life has totally lost control, what the heck was i thinking... i was meant for outcasted livings man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i conclude! making jokes is a waste of energy, i shall thus become a jokeless blob... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that aside, i skipped church today, i totally imagined that i was sick... i had diarrhoea and a spinning headache... they'll probably suspect that i was faking it but i imagine they won't cuz i really looked shagged at the last cell group... i'm going off the track with God, i'm trying :P now don't tell me i didn't try hard enough... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed POS preview, missed service, missed amanda's b'day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate self... i hate the way i turned out... i know i'm weird man, i don't need to be told i'm weird, i have a mirror and five senses too... i don't like being loud and squealish either but then it's very tiring to forgive everyone that calls you a bitch... :D (this is not the main point of the post :D) Look i ain't mr. sensitivity here okay, lol, i've lived being the backside of things all my life, think i'd blow up now? :P nah, don't think so... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today is my last day at work, one load of my shoulders... though i know i really need the money, but i guess that saving and scrimping is another option...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6955294554351409825?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6955294554351409825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6955294554351409825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6955294554351409825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6955294554351409825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/iamachunkoflazyfat.html' title='i.am.a.chunk.of.lazy.fat'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/505398542_563395a917_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7412260997367826485</id><published>2007-05-16T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T01:23:36.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I M B Z</title><content type='html'>"I.M.B.Z"... i am busy, that is my new motto for like the next few years of my life... i cannot believe the amount of work i am buried under and i had a new breakthrough that day, surviving on numerous kit kat chunkies i survived the entire night doing homework till 5.20... :D happiness... rahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days been pretty crazy, i'm like a walking time bomb, too tired, nothing is going right up there in my brain, oh i was supposed to post up pics right, haha too tired and no time also, haha i wish i could get home early one day to simply sleep... can't wait for Pos to be over and for work to end as well... this week is last week at work, BYE BYE BALENO... and bye bye 5.50 an hour too... but i think i got a new job... woot~! haha, hope it's super slack, think i'm selling clothes again... hahaha.. going crazy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was super tired and emo today... haha was stupid enough to reject kopi-beng in the morning, in the afternoon when i finally downed a cup it felt like super good and i finally managed to get a little high in the day... haha happiness... anyway, now i'm in the comp lab and waiting for kevin to get his work done on my comp... but he's playing crazy taxi... the pig... i want to play too... lOlz! but i want to get out of here and go and buy some new shoes but the idiot is still playing crazy taxi... i got cool pics, post up soon... woot~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7412260997367826485?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7412260997367826485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7412260997367826485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7412260997367826485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7412260997367826485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-m-b-z.html' title='I M B Z'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-9192267049235651127</id><published>2007-05-05T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T09:16:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes wide shut</title><content type='html'>nowadays wherever i go, whenever it is, as long as i'm not carrying out extensive movement, i fall asleep... and such is the life of mr.teh, very stressed visual comm freshman who is buried under a huge enormous pile of homework. TODAY I HAVE PICTURES! haha, i'm so happy that i am finally able to have some visual stuff in my blog, cuz honestly, i think words can be so boring... :D hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day for me, i really had some time to relax and enjoy myself, haha i think i'd really enjoy a job-free life, thus my nice typewritten, crisp, fresh piece of resignation letter is sitting pretty in my bag... "SUBMIT ME" it screams... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning we TP freshmen went down for our APEL1 thing, it was supposed to be three hours but thank goodness it doesn't exactly take that long to finish reflecting on stuff so we managed to get out in time to have hot cakes at macs! haha i think my class is pretty bonded leh, haha... whee~! i want to take more pictures, but that'll be after my hair is another colour and my ulcers heal so i can smile properly in the first place... wahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after macs we went to big bookshop to buy stuff, our lives totally revolve around bookshops nowadays, haha ying nuo helped me to cut queue, as such, she is a sweet person... :D haha, kevin bought an orange lollipop, as such, he is a very wise lollipop eater... :D We went to watch spiderman three after that! haha so exciting can, haha the seats in the theatre are simply great, i was simply sinking in an totally enjoying myself in the comfort, thank goodness that i didn't fall asleep... :D rahh... pics now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/485040968_30991b1b14_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to temasek design school... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/201/485040972_73317f57a8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin in the foreground, acting emo... while veron in the back tries hard to observe the pathetic statue in the distance... no she is not biting his neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/216/485040974_09a6f5e238_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin acting like some hip hop thing... and veron in the back... again... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/220/485040976_1a43fcdebb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to the hand, amos, such a typical diva...this pic was my first wallpaper for about... 10 hours? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/485040980_d6a83acc05_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrystal/cheryl... so cute! :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/485040988_b1400fd6d8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos, the man behind the hand... :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/195/485100793_6502d052ef_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the very decent looking jonathan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/221/485100795_80debeddef_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flyer vanessa, yay... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/485100807_df0f25ef15_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izak's homemade classroom tattoo kisses jonathan on the cheek! CREDIT TO XAN CREDIT TO XAN CREDIT TO XAN.. thanks xan u be my private tattoo artist okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/218/485100809_ffc0ac67f9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pos friends... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/485100811_1c89dd5228_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/209/485130489_88a6b0fcc7_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream at swensons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/185/485130491_041d6ac38b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peggie acting nonchalant, i miss being white... tanned is not my kinda thing... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/485130503_1ce0ff6058_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three very stressed visual comm boys... haha, :D yay... robin looks ecstatic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/485130505_4ebf5b0aee_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin the in front... again... and nat and veron smiling sweetly in the back... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/485130519_f608a6ae56_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of us getting impatient at the ticket line... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-9192267049235651127?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/9192267049235651127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=9192267049235651127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/9192267049235651127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/9192267049235651127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/eyes-wide-shut.html' title='eyes wide shut'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/485040968_30991b1b14_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6991842128699397738</id><published>2007-05-02T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:47:44.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy bombers</title><content type='html'>woot, we're into our second day of school and we feel like the world is on our shoulders... haha i had so much to blog about yesterday but then i was simply too tired so i went to sleep... haiz, so i think we have some catching up to do yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's rewind to like, monday, after school i went for POS training, NO CAUSEWAY POINT DID NOT HAVE MY SHOE... NEITHER DID TAMPINES MALL... i'm really sad that i can't find my shoe, i really like it, maybe i should take amos' advice and like... buy size 9? haha... oh well, anyway, was super shagged for POS training and didn't have any strength from the start to lift joanna... and like joanna is stick thin prickly lean that kind... oh well... then came the twist in the day, after POS(in woodlands) i went down to changi to send irwin off... :D oh gosh! hahaha i'm such a busy boy right, haha we did some stuffs for Sun's concert the next day during the night, didn't go home, slept at burger kings seats... felt like a homeless thug... bah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the morning we went to catch the first train home, slept on the train, deeply... so deeply that i missed the dover station, it was only when jianting woke me up at jurong east then i realised that i was GONE... totally, i was lost just standing at the platform of je, what was i supposed to do man, haha totally zonked... haha good thing jeanie was there to tell me "WALK ACROSS TO THE OTHER SIDE, TAKE TRAIN BACK TO DOVER, TAKE BUS HOME FROM DOVER"... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home i slept a little... woke up at ten, supposedly to go to work, but then i wanted FIVE more minutes of sleep... which became 3 and a half hours and i became terribly late for work... haha, work was really horrible that day, i had this really bad feeling that i had been a VERY BAD staff and due to a breakdown in communication i kinda make HUGE mistakes that day and so... :( really disappointed in self... haiz, but anyway,as school progresses i begin to realise that i need to QUIT so bad... and find a job with my skoolmates so i won't be so lonely... hee2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now back to the future, which is the present... haha, called in sick from POS today, was really tired and had like heatiness and flu, fluctuating temperatures it was... haha i'm flooded with stuff to do for schoolwork, i'm going crazy... drawing... research... notes... stuff... augh... after school today i went with my buddy kevin, zen, robin, veron and syaf for lunch... after that... went to the library with chrystal(cheryl!), amos and kevin to do homework... oh gosh, it's so fUN! hahaha... :P but there's really alot to do, i think i'm in big big trouble, so tonight i'm going to chiong some stuff tonight and hopefully i won't be too stressed tomorrow... desmond is freaking me out, so much stress just from one project, want to kill me ah... augh... oh well... i discovered i have a tendency to meet amanda and greg around school... amanda looks really pretty nowadays, ahah, oops too bad guys, she's taken... and i was teasing greg today about a girl that he was sitting beside... and OMG! ten seconds later she was in the arms of another man, haha i think i made a very awkward situation for themm... sorry greg... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left school after POS briefing at... 830... reached home at... 10... haha 1 and a half hours of travelling is such a bad thing... haiz, hahaha I HAVE PICTURES TO POST UP... but i'm too lazy, i will do it maybe if i have any energy after doing my homework, if not, tml... hee2... okay now to get to work... toodles... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6991842128699397738?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6991842128699397738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6991842128699397738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6991842128699397738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6991842128699397738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/05/busy-bombers.html' title='busy bombers'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3774661361534734180</id><published>2007-04-29T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T09:10:00.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired mister</title><content type='html'>hi, i'm super tired and super sleepy... drifting off to lala land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was supposed to reach church at 8 o clock... yours truly woke up at 815 to the sounds of my in-charge calling me from the bookstore... i have such a bad feeling that i made a bad impression due to my bad foresight by not sleeping early even though i knew i badly needed sleep... bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church went to bugis converse to see if they had my sexy red shoes... no they didn't, neither did the converse in OG at chinatown... i tell u, i was depressed when i walked into the shop that day... cancelled work for thursday, was kinda guilty that purence had to change the entire schedule, so treated him to orange juice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the most amazing thing happened... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shawn treated me to a kit kat chunky, wahhh... amazement fills my mind now, haha, i'm glad that i have friends that bother to drop surprises... haha, LOLLIPOPS ANYONE... working was a drag though, i kinda find it boring nowadays... don't know if i can hold out much longer, kinda feel like i'm not doing anything at work, my worth has just been disqualified, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home i decided to make myself a nice omelette... i rock man it was so sexy... haha put lots of pepper and this sauce that sauce whatever sauce... woot... hahah... and the butter smelled great... be jealous, now, be jealous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the first day of school... i'm gonna meet kevin in the morning, amaris and veron comin' along... woot, amos disappeared... dunno whether he's coming along or not... bah...so happy that i have people i know in class, very fortunate me, thanks God a hundred thousand billion zillion jillion times to the power of hundred.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaron and i are going to causeway point to seek out my shoes again tomorrow... i think if we can't find it there... i'll seriously stab self in chest... thought i'd have pictures to leech from carissa and angie but they're both not online now... :( haha nevermind, with new phone comes new camera, wish me all the best in finding a new phone okie... hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot... btw, amos, are u like totally sunburnt on the back, because i am and it's killin' me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3774661361534734180?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3774661361534734180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3774661361534734180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3774661361534734180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3774661361534734180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired-mister.html' title='tired mister'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1052073419791926391</id><published>2007-04-23T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:52:06.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Tired Soul</title><content type='html'>i wanted to name this post "return of the guy with thick lips" but then i decided against it after all since it was pretty degrading on myself... Anyway, it's been ages since i blogged, i wanted to many times before but i decided against it since i had no nice pictures(my phone is spoilt) and also since, i had nothing interesting to blog about... and blogging about camp would be really troublesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway now, i'm living in the aftermath of freshman camp... adding people on friendster, calling people, smsing people... PLUS with POS training and work and bible study and everything going on... i can't say i'm a very free person... i'm like one of the busiest persons on the globe! :P (so happy! join the club!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was good, don't ask why, it just was... haha but i was really tired considering that i never got much sleep either night though some people are totally convinced that i shouldn't be tired cuz i got MORE sleep than them... haha i admit, i'm a pig... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 12 the last day... next day woke up for cell group pretty early(see, no good sleep!)... after that went to work then next day woke up early for church(no good sleep, once again)... only TODAY i got some sleep in before meeting Aaron to go for POS training... hahaha i am SO THANKFUL for my bed and my bolster and i am so tired right now, i could drop dead before u... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i got out of bed and went for a swim and lunch before going down to orchard to chill abit at coffee bean with my bible and sketchpad... then aaron arrived and then we did some shopping and movie before heading down for POS training... now, we watched a show called "the last mimzy" and i was totally hating our choice because it sounds like such an idiot-show but in the end it was really fantastical and i liked it... it's like, childrens bedtime story meets sci-fi flick... really sexy... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POS training really drained me out... cheerleading is NOT in my blood, trust me, hahaha ... i am about to DIE... haha i am so so so tired... haha, shall not complain... things that i give up for POS------&gt; my nails(need to be short short) and my ear hole(hasn't healed, ear stud has to go though)... :( sobz... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking... WHY ARE ALL MY POSTS SO BORING AND SAD AND REFLECTIVE AND SIMPLY SAD&gt;.. i just don't get it... haha well, i must strive to have 0 sad posts from now till... december... hahahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1052073419791926391?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1052073419791926391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1052073419791926391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1052073419791926391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1052073419791926391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/04/return-of-tired-soul.html' title='Return of the Tired Soul'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5280658233834323837</id><published>2007-04-14T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T07:03:22.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>material lust</title><content type='html'>i want to buy buy buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've already been spending spending spending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to walk out of my next pay day with a new handphone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5280658233834323837?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5280658233834323837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5280658233834323837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5280658233834323837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5280658233834323837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/04/material-lust.html' title='material lust'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7829922972859475922</id><published>2007-04-13T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T11:40:19.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this.outbreak.is.out.of.this.world</title><content type='html'>random thought: growth can be slow, but it has to be steady... i mean we have to know that we are at the very least progressing and moving up and not falling back again and always being stuck at the same level all the time... right? hahaha... anyway i think i give up trying to become a better person le, just be happy with being me... bah, progress is a crap... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt stuff about myself these past few weeks... haha going crazy with the people around me, i realised that there are people that i feel comfortable letting myself go with but there are some people that i just feel more uptight and unable to be very chatty with... haha i always thought i was friendly enough and talkative enough but i realised that i am actually someone who takes quite a long time to warm up to others, depends on the other person ba, if u're a fast warmer then i'll warm up fast... but if you're simply too cool then... i'll probably just diss u off... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am POOR! i spent so much money this week i don't even feel sane... i just keep drawing and drawing and drawing... omg, i need to DIE right now... my atm just feels dry... i am feeling so guilty about spending all that money... but it's all in the name of some really darned good fellowship...so... am i off the hook? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some nice supper with cheryl and mao san... so bonded right, yea i'm proud of myself too, i bond well with the younger generation... haha, and i'm glad i survived the night, i held my pee for one and a half hours during benny hinn occasionally throwing very calm grins at chery and mao san standing behind me... haha honestly, it's pretty hard to listen to a message when your bladder is bursting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise this post and my previous few posts have been UTTERLY pointless... i can't help it... i tried... haha :P NIGHT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7829922972859475922?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7829922972859475922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7829922972859475922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7829922972859475922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7829922972859475922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/04/thisoutbreakisoutofthisworld.html' title='this.outbreak.is.out.of.this.world'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7728462607828164958</id><published>2007-04-11T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:03:45.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pain</title><content type='html'>i'm now rushing through "jin zhi yu nie", nothing screams "emotional rollercoaster" more than this show, i'm still left gasping for breath right now... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went for cable skiing with jeanie and diana... ouch my arms feel like they're about to be ripped off and my entire body aches... haha, augh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7728462607828164958?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7728462607828164958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7728462607828164958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7728462607828164958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7728462607828164958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/04/pain.html' title='pain'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1356046626593081609</id><published>2007-04-08T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:51:48.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a public disgrace</title><content type='html'>hi hi, it's currently 1.25 am in the night and carissa just signed into msn(yay, meaningless chats!) and i am enjoying the perks of having a laptop WITHOUT a battery problem by enjoying the nice air con and blogging on my bed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was really the craziest weekend of the year for me(more to come) and so i approached it with a deep sense of trepidation and a renewed respect for all the people who enthusiastically looked forward to it... easter is quite the nightmare... but i got a chocolate egg from customer service... so i'm happy, who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was great this week, sales was the pits so i got time to play all day... scream at my colleagues(in a friendly manner) and choose not to fold any clothes at all... haha, i love my job... and i am secretly not going to quit because... i want to buy a new phone... i new stereo... new blinds... a new nose... nahhhz... haha, i'm quite happy with my pug nose, it makes me look chinese although i live with an awareness that people will never look at me and say "issac, your nose is stunning" ... bah, haha i have self-awareness okay, i can't believe how some people can declare themselves gorgeous and sexy and stuff like that, so egoistic... rahh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easter service was quite good, standing outside of the hall for two days finally i get to go in and experience the drama for myself... haha, HELLO, i was weeping, oh my goodness i shock myself... at first i thought i was just having those kind of things when i dun have enough sleep and i yawn alot and get watery eyes but when nearing the end of the service i began to shake a little in my seat i knew it was not the case... awww, shucks, i think church has managed to emulate korean dramas in tugging at the heartstrings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was having emotional turbulence the last few weeks... haha and i'm glad that for the moment i'm over it though i suddenly have the sudden urge to be utterly independant and hide in my room and be totally exclusive and kick the family out... but that happens... it'll pass... haha i think it's during these tough emotional times that i realised who i can really confide in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REBECCA is great to confide in cause she understands, she's like another you, she's one of the few people that i can actually find who knows whats going on and will be able to share in the burden... *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAWN is good to confide in simply because you feel better after spitting it all out, he's not lying when he says he's a good listener... he simply listens and doesn't do anything... hee2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhang hui mei is a killer singer... all other singers burn their CDs when they hear her songs cuz they are GREAT... :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that recently i have this serious problem of a mood i get into that causes me to become really high and to speak really fast and to speak really fast and to be really crazy and be really enthusiastic and really inquisitive and scary... haha... i think i should spare the general public and become a quieter person... :D yay _ new resolution... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn korean leh... where on earth is carol, must be somewhere staring at her wu zhun posters... hahaha _D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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disgrace'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6876332807581035239</id><published>2007-04-04T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T06:08:18.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sore eyed</title><content type='html'>i'm now chionging "jin zhi yu nie" on my comp... i have a gigantic pimple between my eyebrows once again and i have a terrible sore eye due to my contacts... i feel like i need a head and face transplant... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked at PS today, quite fun, beginning to like having air con while working... haha didn't feel like working the moment i went back to chinatown... rahhh... Anqi(the ps in-charge) was quite nice lah, let me steal her coffee and use her camera to take a whole load of cool pics... rahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be working at northpoint... augh... *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a crap i feel like a crap i feel like a crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more time to chill and sit at a cafe and stone... and be ALONE i want to be ALONE ALONE ALONE! i need more long walks and i need my phone to be burnt... i hate the handphone, the worst invention in the world... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was glad to go home today, you see, i'm so tired all over that a little bit of work makes me exhausted.. 197 was squeezy and i hate it when those irritating old men like to squeeze to the front to get to the door even before the bus reaches the stop! i hate them! i hate every single shred of them! pigs... push push push, even though i tried to put on my best "touch me and you're dead" expression.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6876332807581035239?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6876332807581035239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6876332807581035239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6876332807581035239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6876332807581035239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/04/sore-eyed.html' title='sore eyed'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8435082486918889316</id><published>2007-03-30T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:24:38.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ultimately crashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WpO0av6fnZU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WpO0av6fnZU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ten in the morning, i just woke up, so... i have nothing to blog about... haha will blog about yesterday luhh, had off day, haha spent it with friends and really just spent some time slackin' off... haha... so happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the morning, i got out of the house to meet kook for a movie, i was lugging a huge gigantic 2+ kilogram plastic bag of notes for shuyi, it nearly killed me k, i was like fine with it at first but after awhile the handles began to cut into my hand so i decided to get a new plastic bag at Watsons(the manager wasn't too happy... :P bitter man)... the plastic bag was super lousy anyway and it broke the moment i began using it and when i decided to hug it in the end the colour stained my shirt, an ugly green! !@#$%^&amp;* hahaha... action city plastic bag kinda saved my life, the cashier-man was really nice about it, hahaha KUDOS... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie was... weird... hahaha we watched pathfinder, something about red indians fighting against invading vikings... it was pretty gory, i mean seeing people get literally chopped up and sliced up is really scary... i was like... "kook... kook..." in the beginning... eh! any human being would have done that k, i'm not a wuss... and she was pretty shocked too... rahh... haha so anyway, i'm used to making pointless remarks during movies... and as i was making another one this ang moh in the other section two rows in front turned around and told me to "quiet please"... AHHHHH, so embarrassing... nevermind, haha in their country, freedom of speech is emphasised no? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at macs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued lugging gigantic bag-like monster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had coffee at spinelli's after, let me tell you their mocha is not really very good, the taste is very unbalanced... haha oh well, money down the drain again, haha, kook and i walked around heeren to find many of the shops closed down, haha pretty sad... :( hahaha... we saw fiona xie and dasmond koh at heereN! haha we walked past them, with me lugging my gigantic baggie blocking my entire self, and the moment we walked past them i kinda... yelped? haha but that's about all, we saw them... 3 times in all... hahha... *yelps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met selene at dover mrt after that... haha, we headed down for band where we got scolded by miss ng for saying "hi" and not greeting her instead... hmmm, i get this whole respect thing and i feel remorse for my grave mistake, but she was so hostile and the look in her eyes... bitter woman... hahaha so i wasn't feeling very good already, i mean in the morning already having been scolded by some unknown ang moh stranger(which lido i full of by the way) now i'm being scolded for trying to be friendly... haha, i was kinda pissed... our band is not a band with senior support, you get what i mean...pretty pathetic... augh... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat there and listened to their syf songs with selene... and we both don't think they'll be getting gold... trust me! i have technical musical reasons for what i am saying! if naomi/joshua were there they would back me up! They got scolded again at the end of band, haha i am SO happy that i have graduated because, honestly, i felt my time at fairfield was like some sort of a concentration camp with the band and with the rules and what not, i'm glad i'm going to poly and i am so glad that i can leave this part of me behind, don't think i ever want to go back there again... haha, but amidst all the pain! made really good friends, rahhh... love you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we left band selene and i met up with chanel, we had a good time catching up, the last time we went to essential brew i think was like... when jeremy left? i can't really remember... hahaha, before heading down to holland v we went to the dover playground and it occurred to us... how much we grew up... since primary 5 we've known each other (for selene since primary one, cuz we were in the same class...rahh) and we're friends until now... haha, but we're not the same, we've all come into our own, become different people... :D so glad.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home from holland v after that, taking a different route this time, walked by commonwealth, it's faster... haha if only i had some emo music! darn... hahaha...  need to format my memory card... augh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/440315534_6dd63cc7c1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/440315536_12410d7f2b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/201/440315538_bba2ca9818_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8435082486918889316?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8435082486918889316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8435082486918889316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8435082486918889316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8435082486918889316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/ultimately-crashed.html' title='ultimately crashed'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/205/440315534_6dd63cc7c1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3573686675092807198</id><published>2007-03-28T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T10:42:29.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fisheyeballz</title><content type='html'>i really want to try the fishballs from the bubble tea stall down the road from BALENO... they look tasty especially when customers saunter in with their chilli laden fishballs swimming around in the plastic bag... haha, not fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching this special series on angelina jolie on tvmobile just now.. and i was listening to jolin tsai in the shop just now... PEOPLE WITH THICK LIPS MAKE IT IN LIFE! FACE IT! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am totally a non-brainuser... i just deleted all my fotos off flickr, cuz i wanted everything burned into cds and so it happens i happily caused my entire blog to be PHOTONAKED! photoless!!! augh... shall use my brain next time ... :D i promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've sprouted YET another ulcer(btw, this is how i know that i'm related to my father :D) and i'm going to be in some extreme pain for the next few days... haha augh, darn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i found my adaptor so after such a long while maybe some pics to be posted up(i changed my mind!).. hahaha, i'm a total hair disaster now, but once i get my hands on some extra wads of cash or maybe some black hair dye... yea, well, we all make the wrong decisions SOMETIMES... ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was discussing the possibility of us all become social escorts at work today with purence and jenson... they're totally convinced that it's a money spinning job and are expecting $1,ooo,ooo/mth for shopping company and well, *ahem* ... hahaha, no, do not intend to change jobs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work i walked to outram to top up my card and seek an atm... but there wasn't one so i felt pretty pissed about it... after that walked the long road to the 166/197 bus stop near kookie's house... haha, should have turned up at her door and said hi right... i missed my bus... so there i was listening to emo zhang hui mei songs with the wind blowing and the leaves and flower petals dropping... man, it felt like something out of a movie... i guess i was kinda happy that i missed the bus, i like alone time... Alvin(my colleague who's like this horoscope genius) tells me that aquarius ppl tend to have mood changes and sometimes like to be alone... not that i believe this stuff... but BINGO... :P so i was in THE ZONE at that point... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i don't have a sore throat tml, ktv ktv ktv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i remember to shave before leaving the house tml... heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get some stuff done on my off day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss stanley, benjamin and caroline... miss em miss em miss em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D rahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3573686675092807198?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3573686675092807198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3573686675092807198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3573686675092807198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3573686675092807198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/fisheyeballz.html' title='fisheyeballz'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2570833539221595234</id><published>2007-03-27T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:04:46.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sniffles</title><content type='html'>yesterday had a terrible day at work, attributed to my left grey contact lens that refused to stick to my eye, so the entire day it just swam around, blocking my view, blurring my view and causing my eye to itch... i was in utter misery! i couldn't have imagined any situation worse than this, it was so frustrating... i just wanted to... cry... hahaha... i know, GET OVER IT right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in desperation due to a new upcoming pimple, i went and got myself another bottle of t3 on sunday... now i have two bottles of t3, one i carry around and one i leave at home... it's a good system, i can stick some on at work as well... and in case all else fails, i have a carton of milk in the fridge too... :D hahaha, i pray this works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was packing my room and realised that i had left my 'xu ruo xuan' album sitting on my shelf... looking down at me with her innocent eyes... augh, haha, u know the songs aren't all that good i don't know why i bought the album anyway, quite a waste of my 17.50... maybe it's just cuz she's pretty haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becca just disappeared online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will make it a point one night just to sit my butt down and read blogs, i haven't done that in awhile, haha thanks to the fact that i have been working and working, i really dun like working right now because i'm really tired and it gets really tough sometimes... plus! i'm sick... AGAIN.. record breakingly, i have fallen sick again, the how manieth time in the short span that i was working... haha... this time it's a cold, i think there's a flu bug going around, everyone is like getting the sniffles and the snorfles...and i'm getting ulcers! which means i'm heaty... so how can i have a cold and be heaty at the same time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah, i'm putting things down, letting things go and moving on, now you have to learn how to do that if not you'll never be able to progress... understood? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mf just declared me LATE FOR WORK... which i am not, after working there for so long i know i can leave my house at 11.15 and still reack work at 11.45 and be on time for the 12 o clock shift... however! i realised that once i start school if i have a 12 o clock CLASS and i leave the house at 11.15, i might as well go back to sleep cuz... i'll never make it anyway... so the bottomline is... i'm in really really really big trouble... eh? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2570833539221595234?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2570833539221595234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2570833539221595234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2570833539221595234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2570833539221595234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/sniffles.html' title='sniffles'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-194199403214473346</id><published>2007-03-22T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T10:02:27.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joss Addict</title><content type='html'>Whenever in doubt... put on a joss stone CD... rahhh, haha i'm so in love with joss stone's new album... speaking of which, i've yet to claim my other joss stone CDs from peggie... augh, the depravation!!! So i got on my joss stone and i'm ready for yet another blog entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but my fingers are simply flying on the keyboard today, it's simply phenomenal and great, i like the feeling... :P hahah speaking of "flying", today i had my first taste of POS(parade of schools) training... omg, my hands are going to drop off and my back is going to melt into a mass of flesh... hahaha, i have not done any rigorous physical activity since... dunno when... and now you want me to lift people up and throw them then catch them again...*moans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had two cups of milk tonight... or last night for that matter, now is morning already, hahaha, let me tell you something, MILK IS GOOD FOR YOU... :D haha it really makes ur complexion better man, haha carol endorses it... hahaha... one step closer to a pimple free life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just chatting with becca... haha SHE NEVER FAILS TO BE ONLINE LATE IN THE NIGHT... :P haha so i have some company on lonely late nights... haha, we were wondering why gay men were all so rich.. like, RICH RICH RICH... you know what i'm talking about... yea and we were discussing stuff... haha i love a late night chat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joss stone beats are thumping in my ears, i love joss stone, she totally rocks my world... :P haha, BUY HER ALBUM, i COMMAND u! BUY! ... oh gosh, i'm so drunk on it... :P okay my eyes are going woozy, as in i can't see properly... haha they've been bloodshot... coloured contacts have suffocated them... haha need sleep... rahhh... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-194199403214473346?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/194199403214473346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=194199403214473346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/194199403214473346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/194199403214473346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/joss-addict.html' title='Joss Addict'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-5117809306800027027</id><published>2007-03-19T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:32:15.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>yesterday as i was on the bus home, sinking into the seat of the bus i saw the most terrible thing, two lesbians kissing like just two seats in front of me... one had a tiny ponytail and one had a longish boyish haircut... but anyway, the "guy" had "his" arm around her shoulder and they were in kissing away and blah blah... haha i intended to look down abashedly but decided to watch anyway cause it was too troublesome to keep looking down... rahhhh, you gotta admit it's pretty interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they got off, i thought the worst was over, at queenstown, up came this couple in secondary school uniform(i won't say which) and they sat down slightly further up, and what were they doing? kissing! omg! what's wrong with people nowadays, haha anyway the woman sitting directly opposite was looking quite scandalised as well... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! just as i was getting off the bus, i looked to the back of the bus and lo and behold, there was the couple that came up at the IKEA bus stop and they were... KISSING! lol, what was i, on the love bus or something? lol, so anyway, woke up this morning and eye was sore... haha NO THANKS OKAY!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-5117809306800027027?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/5117809306800027027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=5117809306800027027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5117809306800027027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/5117809306800027027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/love.html' title='L.O.V.E.'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-4536617291875924834</id><published>2007-03-18T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T09:53:15.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dried vegetable</title><content type='html'>The time now is 12 midnight, issac just arrived home twenty minutes ago, had a bowl of koko krunch and had a bath... doesn't feel like a million bucks, but gets down before the computer anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His tired body heaves back and forth on the high chair before the table... He turns on the soulful joss stone CD he has in the computer, wonders about the last line in the prelude to the album, "you've gotta have the balls to change"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He woke up late this morning, he was supposed to be at bouna vista at 7 but woke up at 625... he woke up and his first reaction was "shucks" but with more vulgar overtones... out of the house in fifteen minutes, it's times like this when you barely have time to even take notice of the house you're living in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrived at church feeling totally alienated because of cross training, a little lack of belonging tugged at his heart... but he continued on the entire morning, getting absorbed with the processes of customer service at the bookstore... his grey contacts dry up and scream for release... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joss stone's cd pulsates through his brain... "clinically i'm insane"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church he headed straight to toa payoh for work... lunch alone at macs first, felt depressed but had joss stone plugged up in his ears still, spared from the howls from the campus superstar auditions nearby... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reports for work and makes small conversation here and there with some of the staff there, he later discovers they're newer than himself, gloats secretly... discovers that toa payoh baleno is a different work environment altogether, but he still tries to adapt... boredom sets in... the district manager comes down and asks him if he wants to go and get a drink for himself, he remembers, in baleno he's extremely pampered and treated like a child... :( must he really quit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the car ride home he feels like his body is numbed from the entire days activities, he feels like he's truly be stretched to the maximum, he is a rubber band that finally is allowed to relax from being stretched... he didn't have a meal the entire day but he didn't feel hungry, thank God... :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he arrives home to see his dvds sitting there prettily, rejoices within, finally those secrets behind the fancy movie posters are going to come to life on his screen..."step up" and "take the lead"... sincerely thanks jason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screams at shawn online for not giving him his blog URL once again... feels like a nagger, but he hates it when things are withheld... he's a child, an impatient being, he wants everything, he wants anything, in an instant, a flash that goes by, an angel by his bed and a monster under it... the tooth fairy under his pillow and the imaginary friend that snuggles up in the dark of night... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless ya ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4536617291875924834?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4536617291875924834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4536617291875924834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4536617291875924834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4536617291875924834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/dried-vegetable.html' title='dried vegetable'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8943753871659557604</id><published>2007-03-16T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T09:48:30.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm chinese again</title><content type='html'>WOO :P hahaha today just before going to work i got my hair dyed back to black... but in an impulsive moment i got a red streak put on my fringe as well... haha :D *oops* ahaha, what can i do, it's all for fun uh... :D hahaha so i realised how cheryl felt for real, haha wondering if my hair is nice in the first place and if it's too short and blah blah... haha, got lotsa bad reviews for the red streak though, haha :( at least one person is fine with it... - me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to IMM to relief for in baleno for like... four hours, it felt like forever mostly because i wasn't feeling well and a little feverish... but oh well, i survived... haha, i think i kinda took forgranted that the people would be nice and warm since the people at plaza sing were really nice... haha can't expect them to accept a crazy person pouncing on customers with a red streak in his hair... haha... they were like totally BONDED can, LOL oh well... just as i was warming up to them the time was up ( THANK GOD ) and so off to cell group i went... rahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSS STONE'S NEW ALBUM IS COMING OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEt iT! i mean seriously she's good! haha she's the only artiste whose albums i collect entirely ( she only has like... two ) hahaha so... she's just really great... and she has red hair now!! WOOT~! :P what a pleasant surprise... hahaha... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN IS NOT WORKING TONIGHT, I AM DEPRESSED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8943753871659557604?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8943753871659557604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8943753871659557604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8943753871659557604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8943753871659557604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-chinese-again.html' title='i&apos;m chinese again'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-7869965997986814363</id><published>2007-03-14T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T06:15:39.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black//blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbukZO6XSYU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbukZO6XSYU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i accidentally discovered katherine mcphee's debut mtv... haha the song's vibe is really great... :P bet you'll like it too, you seriously HAVE to watch it, it's nice...;D HOWEVER, i think there's something wrong with the vid, the words and the mouth doesn't match so it's really weird... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got out of the house to have sakae and watch "music and lyrics" with waisum, we accidentally got a 10% discount thanks to altona's table just behind us, haha, so much for pleasant shocks... :P hahaha... the movie was great though, laughed my butt off, save for the last part where i was having an extreme high tide and need to go to the toilet really urgently... NEVER upsize your coke for 10cents.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to meet cheryl to help her to attempt to get into temasek poly :D haha, she has a totally new snazzy hairstyle from her trip to toni&amp;guy's hair academy, haha i'm totally digging it, think i'll cut the same style soon... so here was the first time i was going to TP and i was a little nervous because like the country bumpkin i am and the lazy human being i am i never checked out the webbie and stuff so i have NO IDEA what the school looks like and WHERE in tampines it was... so just blindly followed cheryl into oblivion... ... ... wow... ... hahaha, oh well but the stupid office was closed and cheryl kept blaming herself for us wasting time(the poor girl!) and so... we're going to try another day! (fingers crossed!) i hope she gets in, then i'll have a buddy... :D hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE THE HECK IS MY ENROLMENT PACKAGE&lt; CARISSA GoT HERS! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY WON'T SHAWN GIVE ME HIS URL! !@#$%^&amp;* *throws tantrum* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my black hair back! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-7869965997986814363?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/7869965997986814363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=7869965997986814363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7869965997986814363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/7869965997986814363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/blackblue.html' title='black//blue'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-2960054537732708194</id><published>2007-03-09T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T08:46:11.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we desire to be free</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/415638111_fba424f8e2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there, i'm here, beaten and torn and shattered by entire slews of relational trauma and confusion that had happened within the last few hours... i'm so utterly confused and affected and yet so utterly NOT INVOLVED... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cell group was pretty fantastic, i know i NEVER blog about cell group and church stuff but then i just felt that it was really great and i really felt that within those few hours God had simply put up the "call me" sign to tell me that whenever i was being shaken, i could lean on Him... haha, feel so loved right... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that my older posts can't be viewed so i'm washing out the old posts as i go on, that's pretty sad... oh well, what to do... :( hahah, CAROL! HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i took many pics today, it's really cool but then the weirdest thing happened on my way home, i saw this homeless guy sleeping at the top of the staircase of the overhead bridge, at first i was shocked and i didn't really dare to go past but i did and after walking away for abit i decided that i simply HAD to take a photo, so i walked back and quickly snapped before going off, he didn't even flinch, guy was dead asleep... what really caught me there was my first reaction, i was really scared man, would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/415638115_ed3faa9331_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i leave you with this picture simply to show you what i look like without photoshopping my face and to prove to you that i'm having a horrible outbreak... :P cheerioz!(thanks merrien, your hands really improved the pic, i think they covered a pimple or two... :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/415638119_dc7a7c13cb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-2960054537732708194?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/2960054537732708194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=2960054537732708194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2960054537732708194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/2960054537732708194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-desire-to-be-free.html' title='we desire to be free'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/160/415638111_fba424f8e2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-9039047962145883834</id><published>2007-03-07T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T08:43:25.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture of peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTQ_Dc8WlJc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTQ_Dc8WlJc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know there are those moments when you just feel so so so alone and there's only you and you alone? there are sometimes when these moments are so lonely and yet there are times when you just feel they're so peaceful, or when you see a picture or listen to a song and you just feel so at peace... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like walking next to a busy road or going to the beach yourself, it's like staring out of your window from your dark room and just staring at the world go by... many a time it's when we're in these moments you just feel that the world stops spinning for a moment and you're not living for anyone or anything and you just exist for existence's sake, u don't worry for tomorrow or what you did today, the road is just a road, a tree is just a tree, they're just what they are everything is just what it is. There's nothing behind the picture, there's no essence or abstract representation, there's no hidden purpose, it is what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brain, if you come to think of it is not necessarily at our control, you see something, you think something, it's just an automatic thing. You see, you always thought, 'i am in control' and then you realise that you're not and you break down and you feel so broken down when ur brain says, 'no, i want to do this' and your will says, 'i need to do this' and you're such a mess inside... your heart sinks to your stomach you just feel drifty and light, like you're on anasthesia, you feel giddy and weak... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when we want something so bad, but we can't have it, we turn around and try to make ourselves bigger than it, better than it and so we can say we're too good for it, "i'm too good for this bag", "i'm too good for this lifestyle", "i'm too good for this girl/boy"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling like i'm in an 'alone' moment but then i'm not sure if it's good or bad, i realised i'm NOT in control and i find i want something, bad bad bad, but trying to make myself out to be too good for it is too much to bear, it's not painful, it's numbing, i'm making myself something else, you know? like you cover up something and it becomes bigger and bigger? yea, like that... -_- hates -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-9039047962145883834?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/9039047962145883834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=9039047962145883834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/9039047962145883834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/9039047962145883834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/picture-of-peace.html' title='picture of peace'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-1688052758399183114</id><published>2007-03-06T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:37:37.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>break it off</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHdQp0h8C5E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHdQp0h8C5E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee, decided that pictures were abit boring already so now i've got a video on! haha i kinda like just accidentally discovered this song when i was doing a 'rihanna' search on youtube... haha well, it's way cool and there doesn't seem to be a music vid so i think this i just as good anyway, haha it's all pics of rihanna though... -_- hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell sick again! haha but it's not the serious sick but just the nose pain kinda thing, haha too much exertion with the prayer meeting and stuffs methinks... ANYWAY i was thinking about "Get Right" this jennifer lopez song and i just felt that it's so cool because it never fails to make me feel that i have to 'get right', like you know get everything back into order and to put your life back on track and stuff like that, haha it might be a club hit with lots of booty shakin' but it doesn't mean that it ain't so helpful to the common innocent student like me... nayyyy hahah... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah i need to get out, i want to meet up with carissa(padme's toilet paper) and stanley(drag grad) and all the pppppppeople from my fairfield days... hahaha... ooh ooh ooh, yea i got into TP visual comm, my dream course, haha :P cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-1688052758399183114?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/1688052758399183114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=1688052758399183114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1688052758399183114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/1688052758399183114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/break-it-off.html' title='break it off'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-636247685598633735</id><published>2007-03-02T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:54:47.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pervatown</title><content type='html'>i can't really find a nice picture to put up today, so i thought i wouldn't put up one, anyway since carissa was saying that i was such a inflexible person to be so systematic and to put a pic in every post... haha i think words are just boring sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i noticed that in chinatown when you're in the toilet and you know in guys toilets we have urinals, anyway, i dunno why the old men like to peep over when everyone is peeing and peek at other peoples privates, they're called privates for a reason you know... -_- anyway it's so irritating and how on earth are you supposed to pee under watchful eyes? i mean what's the point you want to compare or what? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i met the ultimate in shameless pervert, just as i finished my pee this man about fifty years old who was using the urinal next to mine leaned over and asked me the time, i showed him my watch(SO STUPID) and though it was 4.30 i think i told him it was 5(i was scared) then he commented something about my privates and then babbled something about him being a doctor(so?) then followed me to the sink asking me how old was i... !@#$%^&amp;*... (pisses in pants) i didn't look him in the face all the way just quickly washed my hand and sped out the door, didn't bother to reply him either... was traumatised for abit after that but recovered... on second thoughts i should have like punched him or something right? haha but i'm a good boy, don't use violence... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-636247685598633735?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/636247685598633735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=636247685598633735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/636247685598633735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/636247685598633735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/03/pervatown.html' title='pervatown'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-609173562216903266</id><published>2007-02-28T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:23:37.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>letting the hair down</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/405522386_1799938e06_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo, haha spent my entire off day on monday with meifeng and we went to take nice pictures! haha, nice for the both of us to unwind from our non-stop working schedule i guess, managed to get some shopping in as well so i was pretty satisfied with my day... haha, right now it's wednesday and i'm having another off day, thank goodness, so i'm going to upload the fotos we took that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/405517129_733c47b0a1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/405517133_3a1787021a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/186/405517134_717725aab0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/405517139_3948acdf63_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/158/405517142_93a60f9d67_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/405517144_d84b82dbf9_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/405519347_4b01d12d50_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/142/405519350_fca032759a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/405519354_aab68db36a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/405519355_bae6508e86_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/405522375_4f93bc9b97_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/164/405522377_dc988d101e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/178/405526049_9957e63aa1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/173/405526050_14f2d8371d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/405526055_2dd8077cb2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/405526059_47bd753dd6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/405527774_8be8f5b8f7_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/123/405527776_fe552a3e41_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that was most of it, i tried to put the pics three in a row but they all turned out like that anyway... oh well... okay somemore here... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/405526058_8fccd6076d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/405526052_764096e2d8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/142/405522383_af03228d47_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/405522380_163453890d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/405522372_e426a1384e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/405519357_6ae34b2703_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/405519353_938fd60f25_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-609173562216903266?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/609173562216903266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=609173562216903266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/609173562216903266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/609173562216903266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/letting-hair-down.html' title='letting the hair down'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/168/405522386_1799938e06_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-3755440248249710546</id><published>2007-02-25T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T19:08:01.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossroads</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/89/262682480_552a6e336b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today i'm posting up a pic of my school days, haha we all looked like nerds!!! haha, i kinda miss hanging out with all these guys everyday but i guess it's time to move on, it's kinda unnerving to see everything change so fast, the moment the O's finish it's like just a whirlwind of changes that you can't see properly until you just sit and think and ocmpare how your life was just a few months ago... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to make a decision, whether to do the right thing, but if i was to do it i knew that i had lots of loose ends i'd need to tie up. That kinda threw me off course, i didn't want to tie those loose ends, i was too scared to, i'm a coward, i'm an escapist, i don't confront my problems... then in church we sang the song about "God above all the world in motion" and i kinda felt that i knew that if i dared to do the right thing then he'd tie the loose ends... But being so human i find i don't even want to do the right thing... oh is the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have loads of off days this week so i'm really happy and i hope that i can get a good rest this week and stuff, meet up with peeps, watch movies and stuff, i want to eliminate pimples and my cough... so sickly right :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-3755440248249710546?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/3755440248249710546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=3755440248249710546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3755440248249710546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/3755440248249710546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/crossroads.html' title='crossroads'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/89/262682480_552a6e336b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-4920238166845741914</id><published>2007-02-24T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:05:08.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soundproofed</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/400797087_8c8c3e2e38_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to blog about cafe del mar outing today, but then, i just decided to blog about this since i got the pic out first, but jeanie, diana and ks, you guys can get the pics on my flickr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was just sitting in the storeroom during my break and i decided to listen to some of the older music that i kept in my zen, like you know music that i was listening to maybe three four months ago? haha (i blogged something like this in my old blog before) it's like there is certain music that you listen to at this point in your life and everytime you listen to it again after awhile you're like transported into that point in your life again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories are sometimes the most unpleasant things to have, why do we all have to have a past? haha can't we all live in the present and the pleasant? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today worked full shift, feel like an overworked piece of pork, i'm so tired, ONE MORE MONTH! haha, anyway, thanks to jenson i bought a new CD, it's xu ruo xuan and i'm quite happy just looking at the cover, haven't got a new CD in ages... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh, and yesterday while at sentosa me, jeanie, diana and ks were supposed to have prata but accidentally ended up at cafe del mar instead! haha it's so cool, haha i like the concept...(wonders why i always end up in a pub when i go out with jeanie and diana... ) haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-4920238166845741914?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/4920238166845741914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=4920238166845741914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4920238166845741914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/4920238166845741914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/soundproofed.html' title='soundproofed'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/400797087_8c8c3e2e38_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6333325208801278985</id><published>2007-02-21T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:09:21.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/397632381_b483a9a473_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot, haha i'm in a super mood today and it feels totally fantastic, i know people are usually depressed when there's no business in the shop but i'm just an employee and hey, i derive much pleasure from folding clothes neatly... so having my mens shirt all neatly folded really pleased me and i practically hopped out of the shop when it was time... haha :P and i got off work early which was an added happy-boost... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i was just thinking about it and i realised how folorn my social life is right now, haha thinking about it, i mean we're all born humans right, but how successful do you think you've been so far as a human being... got lots of friends? got a nice job? in a good school? its strange, to wonder how good you are at being what you already are... ... ... (long pause) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you're shutting the screens... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'just follow law' the other day and it's pretty hilarious though it's a little mature for my innocent mind... (hee2) want to watch ghost rider real bad!!! i have a new pimple(DARN) today right near the right side of my chin, i'll be darned, i knew that all that pimple cream was no good... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEANIE AND DIANA WENT CABLE SKIING WITHOUT ME TODAY!*throws tomatoes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P oh by the way the pic on top is of the wonderfully folded clothes by yours truly, made sure i wasn't in uniform before i took the pic before i happy sauntered out of the shop... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6333325208801278985?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6333325208801278985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6333325208801278985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6333325208801278985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6333325208801278985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/woot-haha-im-in-super-mood-today-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/397632381_b483a9a473_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-8508722286274997552</id><published>2007-02-16T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T09:09:44.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bogged down</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/392155295_8d33259ee9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay izak is officially sick on the day before new year's eve and it really sucks to know that everyone is going to be enjoying all the great food while i just have to bear with the pain of a sore nose and throat... plus! i have to work tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really great in the sense that i got out of the house and finally did some new year shopping with my sis, i'm in love with abercrombie shirts, they're really nice... haha, i want more!!! but it really is horrible shopping with your nose feeling sore and your ear feeling like a thousand pounds, i think i got a blood clot near my ear hole at the earlobe... it's blue black... hmmm...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the awfully short shopping stint i went with my sis to little india cuz she wanted to have her face threaded, i tell you, that place is a totally different world, i felt like 'the english teacher' had just sprung to life in front of me... haha it's so old school and just feels cut off from urbanisation... i like... haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated working today, felt like punching my in charge, but i didn't, so that's good... haha, wanted to test out how desperate chinatown aunties were for a cheap deal(which my shop is full of) so when one of them wanted to come into the shop today i purposely bent my waist and stuck my butt into the pathway and blocked her... haha 'desperate housewives singapore edition' she blurts an 'excuse me' all at the same time attempting to nudge me away while gearing up to rush into the shop... hehehe, the look of anticipation and lust for the cheap deals in her face was worth a million bucks... :P lesson learnt: DO NOT HAMPER AUNTIE'S FROM 30% DISCOUNTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% of all good looking people are short&lt;br /&gt;-agreed? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-8508722286274997552?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/8508722286274997552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=8508722286274997552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8508722286274997552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/8508722286274997552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/bogged-down.html' title='bogged down'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/392155295_8d33259ee9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6952753659086443371</id><published>2007-02-15T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:03:04.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired::drained::pained</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/388092085_420cbd7b06_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~! haha, i'm in a good mood today because i survived a full shift today, working from morning all the way to the night... :D so happy!!! After work went for midnight dinner to celebrate dennis' birthday, ensured that i ate the minimum possible so that jenson would stop talking about me developing a 'mteverest' on my stomach... zzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda telling stanley that day that i was caught in a really bad situation and i was feeling so bad and terrible and crapped up but i was glad that i think it has blown over for now and i think i'll live through!!! :D argh, miss those times when i could go out everyday of the week without regard for something called work... and money for that matter... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid customer of the day award: goes to this woman who messed up the entire stack of shirts and asked me "eh, how come don't have M one ah??" then when i turned around to look for it i realised that the stack of shirts now lay VIOLATED and FORLORN... how the heck you expect to find the size when it's so messy cause you sent hurricane katrina ripping through the clothes, i had to go through every shirt to find the size for her AND i had to fold everything back... *pffts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm going to sleep, these eyes aren't going to stay happy very long... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carissa!!! study group gathering soon!!! :P and maybe another earhole? lolz, jkjk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6952753659086443371?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6952753659086443371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6952753659086443371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6952753659086443371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6952753659086443371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/tireddrainedpained.html' title='tired::drained::pained'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/388092085_420cbd7b06_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-848103872292507014</id><published>2007-02-14T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T09:29:11.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life in perspective</title><content type='html'>taking a step back and having a look at the bigger picture now... haha it's been awhile since i last blogged and i hope i haven't lost touch... u billion thanks to carol who helped me make this blog within like a blink of an eye, she's a genius man, a diamond in the rough i tell you... haha, "please God, make her rich and famous!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izak is now working in a little wee shop smack in the middle of chinatown, steam oven of singapore, people go there simply to get roasted i tell you... i've been a good boy, even though my colleagues spew expletives i've only said "shit" once and only called one customer a bitch under my breath really quitely from afar cuz she was rummaging through my clothes very barbarically... haha, working with people three times ur age should be the new NS, i've never been so verbally abused and treated like a lower class animal before... no such thing as gracious customers in chinatown and they expect me to 'go the extra mile for service' ... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i complaining on my first post (reminds self to be composed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey 4e blogging community! i missed u guys :P haha hope to see ya soon again k, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-848103872292507014?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/848103872292507014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=848103872292507014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/848103872292507014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/848103872292507014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-in-perspective.html' title='life in perspective'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1330501439222525934.post-6919511774665436089</id><published>2007-02-14T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T07:17:02.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my blog.</title><content type='html'>this is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1330501439222525934-6919511774665436089?l=izakteh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/feeds/6919511774665436089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1330501439222525934&amp;postID=6919511774665436089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6919511774665436089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1330501439222525934/posts/default/6919511774665436089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izakteh.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-my-blog.html' title='this is my blog.'/><author><name>izak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04126470400596720425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
