<?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-2278874060749469822</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:23:46.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy boy blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278874060749469822.post-4521453625269157323</id><published>2008-01-30T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T04:57:39.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me me !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello ! I'm Jiong Rui from henderson secondary school .My hobbies are playing computer listening to music and playing sports like , running , football , basketball , swimming , skating and just exersicing in the gym . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tell you about my character , I'm loyal , friendly , creative , kind , firece at some times when I'm angry , a bit lazy , brave , curious , attentive , I get bored very easily , a little stubbon , active , helpful and fun to be with .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like eating japanese and westen food . I love sports and music . Exersicing and listening to music is now part of my everyday life . If I don't exersice for one day I will start to feel restless and bored . Sometimes if I have no time to go to the gym to exersice in the day time , I will go to the gym half an hour after my dinner at around 8.30 in the night . Music is my life I try to listen to music everyday if I could , but sadly I can't cause I have to do homework almost everyday . Sobs...! I also love dventure and anything that has to do with the great outdoors ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I dislike reading and doing homework the most . I would rather do absalutely nothing than to be asked to do some reading . I do my homework but I find it a DRAG ! To do so ... I also don't like to be told do things I do not wish to do , for example : doing extra work , reading a loud , reading etc ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm good in running , art and crafts , conforting people , scolding and making people , sports , making new friends , I learn things I'm interested in fast , leading and staying calm etc ... I'm weak in math , writing , organising myself , staying focused and managing my time . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My primary 6 friends were better except for one or two people . We often joked and played togeter as though we were a family , we would go to watch movies some times or just walk around chatting with each other . At the graduation party we stayed back for a total of 3 hours playing soccer for the last time with each other . After that me and my friends walked around in classed and apologise to some people we might have offened and made fun of . But in primary 5 I made the wrong friends and use to get scolded often for not handing up my work and for bulling other people in my class . I had my own gang as I was so second in command in the gang ! I realised my mistake after I got my final year exam marks and so in primary 6 , I stopped mixing with them and made new friends in my new friends that were better . From that year onwards I made better discisio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ns and friends ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm just a young teen trying to have fun in a good way I don't see whats the damm problem with my teachers . Their so naggy and the history teacher is so crazy and firece ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-4521453625269157323?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/4521453625269157323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=4521453625269157323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/4521453625269157323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/4521453625269157323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-makes-me-me.html' title='What makes me me !'/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-3849475202626304459</id><published>2008-01-20T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:01:40.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So sad today have history lessons at 10.30 am . I still have'nt buy my history file and dividers . I wish history teacher never come la ! She is pure evil ...... ! I still don't like her , she is so scary and fierce . She scolds people for no damm reason and ask some of us to shut up just cause we were talking . Hope she do not scold me today , ( better still she don't come to our class today ) . If she gets sick i'm sure the whole class will jump for joy and rejoys !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-3849475202626304459?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/3849475202626304459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=3849475202626304459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3849475202626304459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3849475202626304459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/history-lesson.html' title='History lesson'/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-3330215656414268709</id><published>2008-01-17T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T02:13:41.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hand phone&lt;/span&gt; store there were all different kinds of phones which were special in their own ways . There laid a  phone called David , who was dying to be sold . Every day he and his friends bet on who would be sold that day . Each time a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;customer&lt;/span&gt; came David and his friends would pray that they were the type of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;customer&lt;/span&gt; was looking for . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; day , a new phone arrived his name was Peter , he was the new model of phone he had 3.5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;megapixils&lt;/span&gt; camera , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;connection&lt;/span&gt; ,video call and was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Walkman&lt;/span&gt; . The other phones were amazed . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Peter walked up to David and said proudly " Look at yourself , when were you made ! Your nothing compared to a heap of rubbish !! I bet my batteries that you will never be sold ! Davids hopes of being sold was shattered after hearing those mean words that Peter said to him . He knew he was a old and outdated phone but David never expected someone to ever say that to him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After that David hide in a small corner of the store and asked himself some questions . About a day or two later David's friends said some words that gave him the courage to display himself once again .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; They said " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; special in their own way just listen to yourself not what other phones say . Remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;everybody is di&lt;/span&gt;fferent , just take a look around . When you want to give up and your hearts about to break , remember that your perfect god makes no mistakes . " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After weeks , Davids friends all got sold including Peter , while David ... David still laid in the store awaiting the one person who would buy him . Even though he was a little disappointed , he never gave up his hopes of being sold . A week later a young boy came in to the store and saw David , the boy told his mum , " look mum I've never seen such a special looking phone , its just ... different and I like it . Can I have it mum ? Please ! Looking at her son she happily bought David . David was delighted ! He finally felt wanted . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happily David said " thank you for buying me " ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The moral of the story is that every ones different and special in their own ways . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-3330215656414268709?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/3330215656414268709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=3330215656414268709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3330215656414268709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3330215656414268709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-hand-phone-store-there-were-all.html' title=''/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-3497110273773318963</id><published>2008-01-15T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:24:20.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Looking at the clear blue sky , I slowly recalled how I missed my primary school friend and what we used to do compared to my teen life ....... ! Recalling in primary 5 I had a  gang which help me out in many ways . For example , if I were to get bullied my gang of friends would protect me and stand up for me as I was their leader . ^_^ ! I remembered one time where me and my friends got scolded bye the disapline master for making fun of this boy in my class cause he insulted us . It was like a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;battle field&lt;/span&gt; as we were always throwing and shooting stuff at the guy we bullyed ! We were also &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;very creative&lt;/span&gt; as we made our own guns out of pilot G2 pens and springs , the guns were so powerful that it could shoot the bullet metres away . In primary 6 I stopped mixing with those bad friends and made some new ones . My primary 6 friends were better except for one or two people . We often joked and played togeter as though we were a family , we would go to watch movies some times or just walk around chatting with each other . At the graduation party we stayed back for a total of 3 hours playing soccer for the last time with each other . After that me and my friends walked around in classed and apologise to some people we might have offened and made fun of . Lastly we got each others phone numder and promise to keep in touch to be friends forever ! Finally we said our last goodbyes and went off . Thats my pre school life thanks for reading !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-3497110273773318963?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/3497110273773318963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=3497110273773318963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3497110273773318963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3497110273773318963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-at-clear-blue-sky-i-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-3576033059452286920</id><published>2008-01-14T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:20:43.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today we met our history teacher and she is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;horrible , terrible and evil&lt;/span&gt; . She came in to class 10.30 am and started to shout at us cause some of us were talking sia . And after that she said we had to write our name , index numder and date on every page of paper she gives us . She started screaming at some of my friends cause they wrote their name ,number and date at wrong places ( &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;crazy la&lt;/span&gt; ) ! She even ask some to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shut up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cause they were asking other classmates questions . ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;siao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;) . She also insulted those people who didn't bring full scape paper and were borrowing from other fellow classmates ! She told us that she thought for 18 yrs I really &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;pity&lt;/span&gt; her students  . The boys made 1E2 proud today we won in the inter class basketball compatition . YEAH ! ! Finally we won in something ! Not pai sai any more thanks to Kalvin ( the new boy ) he &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ROCKS&lt;/span&gt; in basketball ! Nothing to write liao may be tomorrow bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-3576033059452286920?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/3576033059452286920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=3576033059452286920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3576033059452286920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/3576033059452286920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-we-met-our-history-teacher-and.html' title=''/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-6833468159784427966</id><published>2008-01-12T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T06:43:53.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My saturday is er......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;...! Woke up at 9.30 this morning to find no breakfast ! Had to wait another half our as my parents still asleep . After breakfast went to ntuc to buy stuff , my bro sat in my trolley and then we wondered of to buy some snacks and cup noodles . While my parents went to buy essentials and groceries , after like &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;35 mins&lt;/span&gt; my parents called and we met them at the counter to pay up and then my brother went for tuition while I ... , &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I went home and had to help my mother to place and arrange all the groceries in the drawer , after so I had to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO READING - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;( &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh god save me&lt;/span&gt; ) ! At about 1pm I saved my self from the bordem by going to the gym to exercise &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YEAH !&lt;/span&gt; I exercised for about two and a half hours before going back upstairs to take a shower . After that my family went to my grandma's house with all my cousins , uncle and aunts like we do every week . I came back at about 10 pm and now Im blogging ! Going to watch tv now bye ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-6833468159784427966?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/6833468159784427966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=6833468159784427966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/6833468159784427966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/6833468159784427966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-saturday-is-er.html' title=''/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-1830168897832672119</id><published>2008-01-10T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:29:03.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cca try outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today we had our first cca try outs &lt;span &gt;it was kinda fun . I went to try national civil defence cadet corp , better known as ( NCDCC ) for short . I felt that learning the basic commards was er......&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; BORING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;... as I already learnt the basic commards and footdrill in my scouting during primary school la ! I also already learned the basic first aid and survival skills like , how to use a fire extinguiser , how to leave tracks for others to follow if i was lost in a jungle , how to start a fire etc ......  NCDCC rocks! Cause its almost the same as my scouting YEAH ! Just before the alife program ( which is a very boring ) started , my friends asked me if I wanted to go bowling with them during march holidays ^-^. YEAH!!! got some thing to do during march holidays . But still must wait so long SIGH... BYE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-1830168897832672119?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/1830168897832672119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=1830168897832672119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/1830168897832672119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/1830168897832672119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/cca-try-outs.html' title='cca try outs'/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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-2278874060749469822.post-4405826038135741962</id><published>2008-01-10T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:06:34.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My first day of secondary school.......&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUCKS...&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;! Cause all my friends went to other schools &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;...sobs...&lt;/span&gt; I only knew one person which was some one I use to make fun of and scold with my friends, cause he was friends with the baby of the class . Lucky he did not hold it against me and was my friend for the first few days school . And to make matters worse i discovered that there were more girls then boys in my class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;...more sobs ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; But my worse discovery was that there was a joker in my class called IQABIR SINGH he keeps joking and doing stupid things ! I pity myself-_-...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2278874060749469822-4405826038135741962?l=daiesinhell123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/feeds/4405826038135741962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2278874060749469822&amp;postID=4405826038135741962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/4405826038135741962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2278874060749469822/posts/default/4405826038135741962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiesinhell123.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school'/><author><name>crazyboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08668052622580009568</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>
