<?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-8658635</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:48:28.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FiZzY wAtEvEr</title><subtitle type='html'>Nothing special.. Just something about me.. Haha.. Forgive me about my poor english.. Cause i just want a place to get things off my heart at times..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658635.post-110588458745953430</id><published>2005-01-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:09:47.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BeInG tOgEtHeR..</title><content type='html'>Haha. Its been a long and weird journey from christmas. Haha. And now that we are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unofficially together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,it feels so good and happy. Man. Such words make the feeling i have seems like an understatement and that's making it sound ok. Haha. I am not good with words but it is really sweet. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the smiles,jokes,tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the shoulders,hugs and assurances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to make it last. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROMISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-110588458745953430?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/110588458745953430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=110588458745953430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110588458745953430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110588458745953430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2005/01/being-together.html' title='BeInG tOgEtHeR..'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658635.post-110476195273616607</id><published>2005-01-03T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:19:12.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A nEw YeAr</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. I am back. It's 2005 man. Time to celebrate for me and my friends. We are going to be a man soon. Why? Cause we are going to NS soon. Yeah,I know. I am crapping but that's what all the girls said wat. So ya. Hehe. Oh man. I am really crapping. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending the past few weeks just slacking and enjoying life. Haha. It feels good not to worry about hw and studies for once. But well,it feels weird that everyone is nowhere to be seen on the train anymore to rush for seats. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things have happened the past few weeks. For 1,we had our clique's 1st real christmas celebration. We had bbq at junda's house. Haha. And you know what,i managed to skip the cleaning-up part because i went home early. Clever right. Haha. Before the bbq,we played "monkey" in the swimming pool at junda house. Haha. Laugh at me because i am the slowest,jump the shortest among all of us right. Haha. Well,remember who's boss in the water. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And i went out on christmas day. Fort canning park for peter's so-called concert. Haha. It was cool and all with all the singing and dancing. Left half-way cause the pastor started preaching and my date on that night was not used to it. Moreover,it was late and i had to fetch her home. So ya. Haha. It was good listening to peter played for real and talking to my friend. The most memorable christmas so far in my 18 years of breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to changi airport for the year-end. But the most stupid thing was that we had our count-down at the most undesirable place. On the train. But it was ok la. We played a game at the airport. Which was all about playing mind games. Haha. Wasn't the most memorable day but still,it was good to spend some time with my friends la. Afterall,most of us will be gone soon. With botak heads. Talking about this,Jian Li,how does it feel with a botak head? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. To you who is reading this(you know who you are),don't worry about me in NS and take care ya. This is just to shout out to you. Maybe i can talk more about you in my blog next time k. Care for everyone and may all have a cherry and healthy year in 2005. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-110476195273616607?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/110476195273616607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=110476195273616607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110476195273616607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110476195273616607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year.html' title='A nEw YeAr'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-110276615434106165</id><published>2004-12-11T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T19:55:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaY aT hOmE</title><content type='html'>It's been a long long time since i spend an entire day at home.. It feels good sia,for a change.. Haha.. Last time i used to feel bored if i stay at home.. So imagine what a change it is for me to want to stay home.. Haha.. Did nothing really today.. Send my bro to swimming today and i swam 20 rounds and i died already.. Haha.. Seriously,i muz increase my stamina sia.. BMT coming soon.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my bro,my youngest bro has an ambition already.. He wants to be... "drum rolls pls" .... a CHEF.. Haha.. No a big surprise if you know him well.. Haha.. And you know what,i seriously think that he means it.. He has been cooking for the family and he's going to cook American breakfast for us tomorrow morning and he's going to wake up at 630 so that he can cook it.. Woah.. Is it passion or what?? Man.. What about me?? I still doesn't know what i want to be in the future.. Well,it can wait ba.. Hopefully by the time i come out from the army,i would have an idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.. Take care guys and see all of you soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-110276615434106165?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/110276615434106165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=110276615434106165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110276615434106165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110276615434106165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/12/day-at-home.html' title='DaY aT hOmE'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-110267590444156012</id><published>2004-12-10T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T18:51:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnD oF tHe RoAd</title><content type='html'>I am back form 48th ClT course.. Woohoo.. That completes my term as a clt.. Haha.. Fulfill my dream of going for clt course.. Although i would have wanna done it as a PC,it was still ok with me doing S4 again.. Haha.. Ya.. S4 all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course seem quite short to me although it was suppose to be the longest camp that i went for.. Maybe its because the first week and a half was damn slack and i was sleeping the time away.. But the last week was quite shiok as we had to pack food for the newly-appointed CLTs.. Still,it was worth it la.. Afterall,CLTs are supposed to do any work assigned to them.. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the 1st time i worked with CLTs from other districts.. Although it felt weird at the start,it went well for the rest of the camp.. It allow me to have the opportunity to see different types of leadership.. Haha.. Although i won't be an officer in the army,it will still allow me to have further knowledge of leadership.. Thanks pals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,guess that's it for my career in ncc.. Can't see any more activities before i enlist.. So ya.. Cya.. Thanks for all those who had been helping me all along.. Fauzi,Jun You,Zhiwei,Wei Jie,Peter and all those who had been there for/with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back in business so anything call me k.. God bless and congratulations to all 48th CLTs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-110267590444156012?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/110267590444156012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=110267590444156012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110267590444156012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110267590444156012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/12/end-of-road.html' title='EnD oF tHe RoAd'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-110113789063256085</id><published>2004-11-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T23:38:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It'S aLl OvEr..</title><content type='html'>Yeah... It's all over.. 18 months of shit and it's all over.. Just like that.. Haha.. Juz came home after my classmates celebrated my birthday at hard rock cafe.. Haha.. Thanz guys.. I had a great time.. Shall blog more the next time.. Gotta get my game going.. Cya you guys soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-110113789063256085?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/110113789063256085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=110113789063256085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110113789063256085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110113789063256085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-all-over.html' title='It&apos;S aLl OvEr..'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-110088098130374565</id><published>2004-11-20T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T00:16:21.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY bIrThDaY tO mE!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha.. I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; liao.. Yeah.. So happy now.. Not because i am 18.. Who cares about it when i have been living that age since like 17??? Haha.. But happy cause she rem me.. Haha.. Stop guessing who she is la.. Haha.. You all won't know de la.. And i won't tell till she agree lo.. Haha.. So drop that thought ya.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. 18 years have pass.. So much things had happen and so many things will be happening.. Haha.. Here's hoping for me to having a fruitful year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-110088098130374565?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/110088098130374565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=110088098130374565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110088098130374565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/110088098130374565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HaPpY bIrThDaY tO mE!!!'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-109875503234870535</id><published>2004-10-26T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T09:43:52.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiCk</title><content type='html'>I feel &lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;.. I feel &lt;em&gt;weak&lt;/em&gt;.. I feel &lt;em&gt;sick&lt;/em&gt;.. A level in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; days time.. I am gonna pass it man.. I will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-109875503234870535?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/109875503234870535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=109875503234870535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109875503234870535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109875503234870535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/10/sick.html' title='SiCk'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-109819221367723473</id><published>2004-10-19T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:23:33.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnLiStMeNt</title><content type='html'>I got my enlistment letter today.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22nd Jan 2005 8.30 am BMTC School 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Haha.. I wondered how it will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I am so excited now.. Excited about the prospect of wearing the uniform(yeah.. i know i wear it in ncc too,but this is ns,baby).. Excited about meeting more people as my platoon mates.. But at the same time i am worried and sad.. Even after 6 years in ncc,i am still worried that i may not be able to cope with ns life.. I am sad that i am going to leave this carefree civilian life i had for the past 18 years.. Moreover,i am sad that i won't have someone that is a call away from me when i am down.. I really envy ning jie and her bf.. How i wish i have a gf out there who cares for me too.. I know la.. I should not think about all these but well,no harm in thinking right.. Haha.. May i be able to find someone who cares for me soon.. :') Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-109819221367723473?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/109819221367723473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=109819221367723473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109819221367723473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109819221367723473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/10/enlistment.html' title='EnLiStMeNt'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658635.post-109790445134545008</id><published>2004-10-16T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T13:27:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuSt SoMeThInG</title><content type='html'>Took this from ning jie blog.. Actually got so much to say.. But just cant write it down now.. Never mind.. Shall blog again when in the mood.. Now i shall leave this something to you peeps out there who happen to chance upon my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lady: Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?Man: I can't tell the reason.. but I really like you..Lady: You can't even tell me the reason... how can you say you like me? How can you say you love me?Man: I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I love you.Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason. My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!Man: Ok..ok!!! Erm... because you are beautiful, because your voice is sweet, because you are caring, because you are loving, because you are thoughtful, because of your smile, because of your every movements.The lady felt very satisfied with the man's answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and became comma. The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the content:Darling, Because of your sweet voice that I love you... Now can you talk? No! Therefore I cannot love you. Because of your care and concern that I like you.. Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love you. Because of your smile, because of your every movements that I love you.. Now can you smile? Now can you move? No, therefore I cannot love you... If love needs a reason, like now, there is no reason for me to love you anymore. Do love need a reason? NO! Therefore, I still love you...And love doesn't need a reason"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes the best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, cannot be touched, but can be felt in the heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="109779743399096930"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/8658635-109790445134545008?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/109790445134545008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=109790445134545008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109790445134545008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109790445134545008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-something.html' title='JuSt SoMeThInG'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-109755615993140118</id><published>2004-10-12T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T12:46:51.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnD oF jC rOaD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hooray..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I have finally finished my 2 years of lectures and tutorials&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;in JC.. It feels good.. Ok.. There's the Graduation Ceremony tmr.. But come on.. Holding it in the LTs.. Its a shame.. Its supposed to mark the end of school for all of us(at least we won't have to be in uniform in uni).. Make it more solemn?? Well.. Whatever.. Anyway,i thought of a song which i learn in ncc.. Then the phrase i change abit then can liao.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Today is my graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Graduation,graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh,today is my graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh,grad-ua-tion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;No more tutorials,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;No more shitty pants.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Today is my graduation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh, grad-ua-tion.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658635-109755615993140118?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/109755615993140118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=109755615993140118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109755615993140118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109755615993140118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/10/end-of-jc-road.html' title='EnD oF jC rOaD'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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-8658635.post-109738858200437910</id><published>2004-10-10T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T14:10:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NeW bEgInNiNg</title><content type='html'>Finally got to starting a new blog.. Have been thinking about it for quite some time.. Just that did not have the time to do it.. Oh well.. It's here.. Gonna end my lfe as a student,at least as 1 that i have to wear a uniform.. Don't know what does the future holds for me.. But i think that i am gonna miss my life as a student..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying nowadays.. A levels in like 3 wks time.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"shrudders"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There's like so much to study and yet so little time.. Damn it.. Can someone help me?? I have never felt so much pressure and stress so early in my preparation for exams.. Ya.. I know its A levels but still.. Well,i can only pray and hope that it will end soon enough for me to regain my own self which had been lost since prelims??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;what have i lost or gain?? i don't know.. but i just wanna be my own self again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;where would i go?? i don't know.. hopefully somewhere where i belong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8658635-109738858200437910?l=world-of-fizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/feeds/109738858200437910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658635&amp;postID=109738858200437910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109738858200437910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658635/posts/default/109738858200437910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-of-fizz.blogspot.com/2004/10/new-beginning.html' title='NeW bEgInNiNg'/><author><name>Fizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05490248293996883322</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>
