<?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-2879595642609398670</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:18:59.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last King Of Thailand</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2879595642609398670.post-3631111052302212066</id><published>2008-02-09T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:22:10.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep well</title><content type='html'>I had a horrible Chinese New Year(cny). For the pass 2 days i couldnt sleep well. Usually i slept at 12.30am-1.30am and normally wakes up at around 9.00am-9.30am. But this time round i woke up much later. Like lets see 10.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway is Saturday morning, I couldnt sleep well at all. It all started out in msn when i asked her, What love really means to her? Her replied was : "I don't know" i was so suprised she say that. 7 mths of relationship you don't know what is love? In the end she said :"to care, and be there for each other andshe could not think further" then after which i was talking on phone with my bby ger. I was telling her about her letting me into her family. It's been 7mths le. How long more she wants to drag it further? Without letting her parents know about it, it makes me in a difficult situation. I could not go out with her often. I could not be with her whenever i needed her most. I can't even go out with her on valentines day which i had plan it for months, she took it less than 1min to ruin it. All because she say this :"My mum off on valentines day". I was like Dammit. There goes another outing. A talk on the phone everyday or message everyday, doesnt bring the relationship closser, only remain the same or worste doesnt move the relationship instead of making it further. So many other restrictions. I really wished that she can tell me why is this happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY I ALWAYS WANTS HER TO TELL HER PARENTS ABOUT ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while everyday i would miss her pitifully. Could not get out with her makes me feel even worste. And worste still, whenever i message her she would message me halfway she would suddenly stop replying me and would choose not to reply me till extremely long time. I was like, i couldnt accept the way she do this to me. I here feeling terribly love sick she wouldnt want to bother me much. I don't like it to be that way. Maybe it's my fault for not being so loving to her in conversation anymore? And maybe is my conversation is too boring for her anymore. I always wanted to revive this love matters. I would like to show her something on valentines day. Show her how much i feel for her on dedications in a building. But it was all wasted. My money my time my creation. Sorry if i make you feel bad bby. Is my blog, my feelings in it, and anyone reading it please do not make negative comments on her. Its my expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i shall end here. My love for you is natural, no faking. I hope you feel the same way too. I don't wish to go on like this forever. I don't like the way i have been treated by you. I wish to be like a honeymoon like 1st 2nd mth. If you can help me solve this problem i promise myself to take good care of you. Hear from you soon. If you want me to feel this way forever then i'm so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3631111052302212066?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3631111052302212066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3631111052302212066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3631111052302212066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3631111052302212066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2008/02/cant-sleep-well.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep well'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-3209974998601249246</id><published>2008-01-28T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:11:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisses..</title><content type='html'>I'm Back i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Today was a terrible day for me. My mum left for Bangkok and would not return til 21st February. Sighs. All the housework and so on are all left behind. I want my mum back home. And hopefully be with her during Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i met my bby ger tis afternoon in funan. We went for dinner at pastamania. Didn't have much appetite before eating. but after drinking the soup, It was very woo. Settle down and eat with her. She fed me. For so long finally she feed me. Not once but many times. I was so touched. T.T Thank you~. Anyway didnt spend much time. We ate and she has to go back to her shop to eat. Then i was left there stranded in funan. So decided to find some PC games for my com. I found Hitman, Hitman 2 and another Hitman. All 3 different types of story. Well i was eying on the Hitman Assassination something... It was at $19.90. Then i took out my wallet. If i buy it i would not be able to save up for valentines day. Or worst i wont have any lunch money for thurs-sun. So i guess nevermind, i can live w/o it. On the other hand i wanted to buy a 4x4 rubiks cube. But then again it's $18.90. Sigh... Another yet to be bought items in my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy so many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my wishlist for 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new Laptop~&lt;br /&gt;W960~&lt;br /&gt;4x4 rubiks cube~&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy 8 PC Game~&lt;br /&gt;Clothes~&lt;br /&gt;New Levis Jeans~&lt;br /&gt;A hover Coat~&lt;br /&gt;Light lavender paint for my room~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya think thats about it. So many things to buy. But no money at all. Dammit. How i wish i could spend money freely. Anyway i missed sumthing. I never get to kiss my bby ger n hug her for a goodbye. So sad. Anyway talking about kisses. I never felt what is like to smooch. I really want to know what is the feeling like. Sometimes couples around me do smooches infront of me, i was like asking myself... Hmm is it nice? Or just the taste of each other is nice? I never try it before so i don't know. But certainly i do think that it feels great. =x. Anyway the only person whom is willing to giv me a kiss is my ger. We wasnt ready for smooches yet. But i guess i want to give it a try. (If she don't mind). Well i guess she do minds. Arhh sometimes couple do things around me i feel envy at times and wishes my bby ger could do that. But i guess shes too young to feel the inner feeling of an adult. And i guess shes not ready yet too. Haha. The way they do things is like anything in mrts or buses n so whatever. Anyway im dreaming about it and wish that one day she wil open up herself more. And can experiment more things in love. HAHA! Well hope so. Its 2008~ New year, new expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3209974998601249246?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3209974998601249246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3209974998601249246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3209974998601249246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3209974998601249246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2008/01/kisses.html' title='Kisses..'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-5177113611046709044</id><published>2007-12-25T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:41:28.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Chrismas</title><content type='html'>Boring Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring xmas this year. No one give me anything for gifts. Sobs. But a lot of wishes around. Some make the effort to make a good one. Haha. Last year i recieved a couple of xmas presents like a hover coat, $100 hong bao $.$. And socks. Anyway didnt do anything much on xmas day. Only went out to have dinner at kfc at Causeway Point with my parents and my step brother. We eat and have a long chat about his girlfriend. He wants to go to find a job before he meets her girlfriend parents back in Shanghai. After which may considering settling down in Shanghai and get married there. But as a younger step brother. I do miss him when his away. Anyway hope he succeed in what he is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway xmas eve was quite a tiring day. Morning i went out with my bby to watch National treasures. After which we went over to LJS to eat. We saw Lona there. Hi Lona. After which we went back to Plaza singapura to have a walk til my groups of friends arrives. Well when i first met Mane for after a long time, i really don't know how to face him. He gave me a very cold feeling at first. And i wasnt that happy at first when he gave me that impression. But then again i stil want to stress on he did make an effort to come to met us. I was very glad that he did that. However the days turn a little bit more relaxing. We went for dinner at Pastamania. HAha Ying Hao first time dining in Pastamania. He orders pasta with sausage. It was fantastically and extremely hot for him. HAha. Zhao Hui was sweating along with him. HAHAHAHA!. Anw at first i wasnt having any mood to eat anything. After much persuasion i decided to eat Pizza. So i ordered a Basil Chicken pizza and share among all my friends. We had a nice time. Ying Hao invented the Pizza Pasta. Strange right? belive me. He did it. After which is about time to head up to watch our show. On the way out we found a HTC PDA phone. We was trying to get hold of the owner as soon as possible. Finally we got his best friend Evan. He called the owner and we meet up to collect his phone back. Then we went on to watch I Am Legend. Well the movie is really kinda boring because of one man show. But the good thing is that the show has loads of nice parts to see. After all is just a show that shows loads of frightening sence. Anyway after which we decided to walk down to Orchard Taka to join in the countdown. But we are afraid of people spraying at us. So we decided to walk at the back of taka. And head for the trains. We actually want to head down to Bishan and eat supper. But after we reached Bishan. I and Ying Hao don't really want to go for supper. So we stay back in the train till we reached YCK and had a great talk. I don;t really want to go for late supper is because of, i don;t really like being an extra in jason house if i missed the last train home. And partly i want go home too. After which i and Ying Hao sit at YCK station and had a long talk till the last train towards Jurong East arrives. Then that will be a long journey back home for me. I was very tired. I reached home have a great shower and off to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I had a great time Ying Hao, Don;t worry about me. I'm fine that Mane is around. Although we are having feuds with each other. But however this don't really stop me from having fun with you guys. This is the truth. He is still my friend. He taught me valuable lessons in life. I appreciate him as a friend. Whether he accept it or not is another different case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-5177113611046709044?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/5177113611046709044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=5177113611046709044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5177113611046709044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5177113611046709044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/12/boring-chrismas.html' title='Boring Chrismas'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-2052435658567808160</id><published>2007-12-11T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:28:22.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back to blog i guess...</title><content type='html'>Woot is has been a long time that i have not start blogging. So i guess i should start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wao it has been so fast... It's going to be Chrismas soon. Well i have no idea what to do for chrismas. All i want for chrismas is my bby ger. I really want her on chrismas. I want bring her out. I really wish i could see her everyday. I really want her to be with me during events day. Somehow i wish really her parents know me. Then we can spend time on Chrismas. Today when i was in the bus with her. I told her that one day i would like to grant my parents dying wish. They wish to see her and wants to see a future daughter-in-law. Thats their dying wish. But all she could say is "Don't want". And she gave me no reasons. But i seriously think that she should come to meet my parents. As i promise that it won't be an interrogation session. Is just eating and also having chit chats and my parents would like to tell her more about me. Then at least she wil start to realize what type of person am i. I treat it as to socialise, not to press on each other. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know her family one day. As i believe in the relationship, theres no point hiding. As hiding only brings more trouble than greatness to the heart. I really hope one day she has the courage and guts to tell her parents about me. Hope she keep her promise when the O's results are out. If not i guess thats it. It ends that day. I waited long enough. I don't want to carry on being unnoticed for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i had a great week last week. Is more like a movie week for me. I've watched 30 days of nights, Hitman, Golden Compass and bee movie. So far its been a memorable week. I always love this type of things. Go out having fun. Discover new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about having fun and discover loads of stuffs. Discover what is love, hate, hapiness, joy and other stuffs. I find life must be outgoing. I cant be staying at home just playing games. Is time for me to go out, explore things by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days bby ger has been sick. Well i was caring for her when she was sick. But she couldnt care or less for her own health. I dont know why. I asked her to go sleep when shes tired or sleepy. But she persisted and don't want to sleep. I was like =S. tired and don't want to sleep? lol? Sick stil don't rest don't take medi properly don't eat. How to cure? Anyway shes fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find something for her this chrismas and maybe do a chrismas exchange. I was thinking of loads of things. Haha hope she will like it. I was already thinking to buy her a psp on her birthday. But i could not save up enough cash for psp. So i decided to keep it til Xmas. But too bad her dad bought it for her. I was about to start saving up for her but in the end i could not save money for a psp. I also want a psp so bad. But after i see my cash flow. I think the dream of the psp can really be a dream forever not a reality. Im so sad. sigh. I want so many things on chrismas. But too bad no one in my family celebrates chrismas. Not even my relatives. I want a Psp, I want a Bluetooth Walkman Phone Headset, I want a 2gb M2 card, I want new shoes, I want new jeans, I want new sch bag, I want loads of things. But no want wants to give it to me. I guess all this is all up to on my own to save up. Sigh. How i wish that a rich man can just drop $1000 on the floor and i wil gladly pick it up. Sigh no money no honey.&lt;br /&gt;No money no fun&lt;br /&gt;No fun means no nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-2052435658567808160?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/2052435658567808160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=2052435658567808160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/2052435658567808160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/2052435658567808160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back-to-blog-i-guess.html' title='Im back to blog i guess...'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-7528292674849449987</id><published>2007-11-24T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:54:31.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk with my mum</title><content type='html'>Today is suppose to be Lona's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Well i could not type a coment for her in friendster as i dunno why i cant find her somehow. But LONA IF YOU ARE READING THIS BLOG HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY!!! You are 1 year old older. Please be wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the point of today happenings. My dear is having dinner at fish &amp; co with all her cousins and so call future cousins-in-laws. Well i have no rights to let her bring me. And also partly i have no money to eat fish &amp; co. So less one outing with her again. Sigh, super sad now. its reaching 2wks and i could not see her. All i can do is call her on phone. I started to miss her so much. And feeling a bit too far from her. I cant bear it anymore. I want to cry badly. I cant meet her. I don't know whether shes feeling the same way as me. Some of the days i do miss her til i hallucinate that im with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for dinner with my mum. Dad wasnt around. As he has to take granny to the hospital for medical check ups. I talk to my mum about my dear. I told her what we are facing til today. My mum told me sumthing and ask me things like "thats shows that she don't feel the love from you". If she does then she will do all means to be with me. Well i can't tell everything about it here cause i have more deeper feelings. And i will only tell her next Saturday when we are going beach at East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings is so deep with her. I trusted her with all my heart. I love her as much as anyone else. I do see her as my future wife. I do see that i'm the one whom i need to take good care of her when i grow older. I see things are meant to be loads of things. But hope it will happen and the dream will be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Tml morning gt work. Sian. But after work. I gtg buy new phone. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-7528292674849449987?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/7528292674849449987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=7528292674849449987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7528292674849449987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7528292674849449987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/11/talk-with-my-mum.html' title='Talk with my mum'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-3558152197489922238</id><published>2007-11-11T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:30:21.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i think why must i go through so much anger with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i hate about her:&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't enjoy joke or criticism about her.&lt;br /&gt;Always pek chek when talk to her on phone.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't sees me as a important person in her life.&lt;br /&gt;Always angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;Never learn to forgive and forget the things that people have done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Never accept easily.&lt;br /&gt;Always want things her way. If not she will be angry.&lt;br /&gt;Can't go out with her to far places alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i like about her:&lt;br /&gt;Soft at times.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like me to spend money anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;Love her touch.&lt;br /&gt;Make me cry, angry, happy. All the feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Taught me a beautiful lesson of what is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is more hate than love. But then again. I would still endure the pain i've gone through with her. If she ever thinks that she can change her life around. It would be a X-mas wish. I really love her. But do she really care me when i'm angry or down? All she does was not gonna talk to me when i'm angry. Sometimes i think why? Has god gave me this girl to punish me for whatever sin i have done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never understands a guys heart well enough. All she wants is a guy whom can treat her heart so well till to be a spoilt one. I'm not that type. If you want things your way. Explain why you want it that way. If i think its reasonable then i give you the win-win situation. Sometimes i think of her dad. Why her dad treat her so princessly? Her mum is not that type. She spends too much time with her dad. Thats the reason why she been spoilt. Everything give her. I'm not trying to scold or offend your dad. I just think that your dad has make you become like this. Creating so much problems for your ex. Each of my best friends say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: She enjoy making people sad is it?&lt;br /&gt;Ying Hao: We must like, think and talk to her with caution. Can't even tell her criticisms.&lt;br /&gt;Jason: She really love you or not?&lt;br /&gt;Cas: How she grow up and go work in the future when she can't stand criticisms.&lt;br /&gt;Christine: Why must she be so easily agitated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K enough of quotes.&lt;br /&gt;All i have to say is that. Maybe your friends and close one don't see you deeply. They didn't say about you. Is that the reason why you can't mix along with more friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway all i have to say is that i do love her. Do i have to go through so much pain just because the way she is? Why can't she change the way she is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby... If you are reading my blog. I just want to say. I'm a guy. My heart is not for you to torture it. My heart is for you to treat it with love and care. Not vent anger by playing around people's feeling. I have no offense about what i post about your dad or anything about you. This is what i feeling for so long. If you love me. Promise me you change the way you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3558152197489922238?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3558152197489922238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3558152197489922238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3558152197489922238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3558152197489922238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know.'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4220470706404173445</id><published>2007-11-01T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:28:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger For Few Days</title><content type='html'>Sigh Sigh Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday. When i was talking on msn with my bby. She told me she was playing audi and got a very high combo. Where then this idiot person whom gone through the combo with her propose to her in audi. And she accepted. I was very angry that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't she know how i feel? Can she be more understanding towards me? Am i asking too much from her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of view is that. If she have dignity and loyalty, she could have say "No" to that guy. Anyway she was honest to me and told me what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i've lost my bracelet. I'm super demoralised. Everything i do this week was never right. It took me 4weeks to get it and now 1/2 of it is gone. Sigh. How much pain do i have to go through? I lost all my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 4th month anni. It wasnt a happy one though. Cause last night she was playing audi till late. I waited about 11.45p.m and i could not wait anymore cause i was super sleepy. I played my own handphone games in bed. I waited so long till i cannot bare it le. So i just message her and wish her in advance. But what she replied was super short. Just because she was playing audi and could not reply me much. For that i got angry le. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my message to her was abit too cold le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway i'm sorry for what i've done. I admit that im angry. Selfish from the inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4220470706404173445?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4220470706404173445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4220470706404173445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4220470706404173445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4220470706404173445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/11/anger-for-few-days.html' title='Anger For Few Days'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-6937113593879079640</id><published>2007-10-15T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:16:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st DAY OF 2nd sem SCH!!</title><content type='html'>Haha wao 1st day of 2nd start semester. Time really passes so fast and my bby ger is gonna have her O's soon. Wanted to cheer her up and Jy her all the way. Well Shes pretty quite stress and super worried. Well if she is then she better start doing more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to my topic for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day start off for my 2nd semester. Wao i did not bring my admin card today. &gt;.&lt; Whats worste i don;t even know where did i put it. Most probably somewhere around at home. Met Jun Ming at the MRT this morning. A hectic one. HAHA! Now having maths. So sian, see the lecturer even more sian. And whats more sian i found out i kanna complementary studies for maths where all my friends went on to study other subjects like Jap, German, and Personal Development. I WANT OTHER SUBJS NOT COMPLEMENTARY MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya anyway i gonna meet my bby later at tanjong pargar later after school. Most probably a last hug and kiss for her and give her my lucky calculator and pen for her O levels. Miss her forever&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-6937113593879079640?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/6937113593879079640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=6937113593879079640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6937113593879079640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6937113593879079640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/10/1st-day-of-2nd-sem-sch.html' title='1st DAY OF 2nd sem SCH!!'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-1420572433895251134</id><published>2007-09-22T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T12:16:13.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Way Of Life!</title><content type='html'>To look at the date today, it really amaze me. Its 22nd, 3 months have passed my birthday. It all happen so fast. Met her on 1st July, then after which is my project weeks and presentation weeks. Then finally my final exam week. Wao is just a snap away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well life do sux at times. But however only one person can make my life meaningfull. she makes me every feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i'm living in a world of hell. A place where i know it is toturing. Everyday my mum would threaten my allowances. These are what she threaten for allowances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No computer after 9p.m&lt;br /&gt;*No tv after 11p.m&lt;br /&gt;*If anything i do does not suites her, allowance cut&lt;br /&gt;*Never do housework, cut&lt;br /&gt;*Never do my bed, cut&lt;br /&gt;*Never go down with her to eat, she doesnt pay me my lunch money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway is really tough for me. Im an young adult. I dont deserve to be treated like a small kid. It's holiday. I can't do things my way? I don't want this to happen anymore. I feel so helpless. I want my money back plus im waiting for my god damm pay from Comex. It's almost coming a month and i recieve nothing. Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling super angry and sad at this point of time. Don;t know what am i thinking. I want to spend my freedom with her but it really boils down to No money No honey. Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-1420572433895251134?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/1420572433895251134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=1420572433895251134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1420572433895251134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1420572433895251134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-way-of-life.html' title='My Way Of Life!'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-8686149380928489493</id><published>2007-09-06T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:56:52.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not myself</title><content type='html'>Back everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Basically i wasnt like myself for the past few days. After my work in Comex working with Canon as a Sales Promoter, how i wished i could work for them again. They are very helpfull and thaughtful for me. After work on Sunday which is the last day. I did'nt know why my dar was angry with me. All i did was work. I would not like to slack at home doing nothing. Plus i work for a reason. Pay my phone bills and on top of that my coming semestral 2 School fees. Cost arround $430. I couldnt accept the fact that i neglect my dar for 3 days. But then again a man got to do what a man have to do. basically it all boils down to Relationship/family is piority number one, followed by jobs/schooling then finally friends. But i wasnt there for her. T.T. Dammit how can i wish i would repay her and apologise sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;On the following day which was monday. I decided to meet my dar as i was hungry to see her. This time she wants Twillight by Stephanie Meyer badly. But then she wasnt able to go out. Then an idea for me was to go meet her after i bought the book for her. I then walked out from home and it started raining heavily. I brought out an unbrella and decided to walk to mrt. By the time i reached mrt i was half drenched. Then off i went to Orchard. As i was walking to Sony Ericsson i saw Famous Amos. I then decided to go buy my Stlus Pen for my PDA first. Bloody Hell one stylus cost me $5.30. _|_. Then after which i went to look for cookies for my dar at Famous Amos. It cost around $2.10 for a big one but i didnt buy it as i have limited money after buying the book. Then i went down to Yoshinoya. I saw the price and decided to walk out as it cost $5++ for 1 meal. Whereas i have only $6++. Then i decided to go foodcourt. Bought Pineapple rice. Cost around $4 so i left $2++. I sacrifice my drinks and off i went to buy her a cookie. I was intending to give it to her with my handmade card to wish her Happy 2nd mth aniversory. Then after which i went off to meet my dar to pass her everything. So she decided to meet at Serangoon near her house bookshop. Somehow i lost my handmade card when i was on my way to meet her. I was so sad. Totally no hope type of feeling. I gave her the cookie with a toally no expression. I was so demoralise on that day. I walked in the rain, sacrifice what is right. And in the end my overall objective for the day was totally ruined. I walked back to the mrt and i sat down with my totally useless PDA with no battery. I want to talk to her badly but i couldnt as it was totally dead. sigh. On the 3rd day which is Tuesday. I went out with Jing Rui. We was too bored staying at home. Then i decided to go out with him to catch a show. I told Jing Rui that would he help me find a map in Maple and guard the map before i come online. He agreed. Nothing much on Tuesday. On Wednesday morning. I fail to turn up in maple early. I was in Ludi and i needed to finish up a quest before meeting Jing Rui. He was waitning for me for so long. Then after which he was damm angry with me. He waited for so long. I'm so sorry for him. I make him wait, make him guard map til people raided his map. Damm another mistake i did for this week. He refused to talk to me. Sigh. Then on Wednesday, which is today. Well i got up and decided to applogise through the phone to Jing Rui. I felt so sorry that i make him wait. Sigh. Then after that Dar's frens cames into maple. She went on to play with her. So i decided to join in. After which i got to go to my office to collect my pay. And pay up my bills. As i was there the boss say the bank has closed. So again i went back home without a penny. I missed my dar. I want to let her know that i love her and miss her every single day when im not with her. I just one her. Although her mum doesnt allow her to use the phone, i just felt uneasy when i cant talk to her. Another big SIGH!!!. Well i have been thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, even if my legs are chopped off, by all means i will crawl with my elbows to get you. And when all are chopped off, I will use my body to wriggle and find you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-8686149380928489493?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/8686149380928489493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=8686149380928489493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/8686149380928489493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/8686149380928489493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/09/not-myself.html' title='Not myself'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4081569911839204387</id><published>2007-08-05T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T13:26:45.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday working is a craze</title><content type='html'>Haiz in the shop so sian. So little customer. Lucky i bring my lappy just in case. Guess it was the right day to bring the lappy hahaha. Today woke up so early. I was disturb by so many things. Sigh. At around 8a.m my grandma get off the bed and her bed hit my bed. That was my 1st wake. Went back to sleep. After awhile later my mum wake me up jus to tell me. "BOY! i do for you Saussage Pizza, You want to eat?" *blur* "huh? Don't Want lah." My mum tell me. "HAR! i do already you don't want to eat". *blur* "Then if you do liao you stil ask me want to eat? Do i look like i have the chioce?" Went back to sleep again. Then not long a phone call came in. My dad say he left his phone at home. He forget to bring it out. I was like you tell me for what? Then went back sleeping. And this time i was so angry. MY MUM ON THE TV LIKE SHE NEEDS AN HEARING AID TO WATCH TV!!! ROAR!!! ARGH fed up and woke up. Shower and off i went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bored in shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4081569911839204387?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4081569911839204387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4081569911839204387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4081569911839204387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4081569911839204387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-working-is-craze.html' title='Sunday working is a craze'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-5701950021331887816</id><published>2007-08-01T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:54:50.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Whee~&lt;br /&gt;Today is our 1 month anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy and love for her. I love all the times i've been with her. The hugs and all the lovely moments. I love my dar as much as heart can feel. Wish us the best in whatever we want to do. She make me feel so love all the time. She thaught me the things that i don't know. What's most important i love her dearly. Want to show her some suprises today but however i'm so dry for the month. Could'nt even afford for my own contact lens. T.T. Can't wait til Sunday for my pay day. But however my pay 3/4 will be gone. All to handphone bills. Last month call too much. My dad starts to lecture on me. But however i just need to spend lesser outgoing calls. As everything is normalonly outgoing is the most. Was thinking to upgrade the plan to I-Two Plus $45/mth and must be student plan. But however I'M A FOREIGNER!!!! zzz. I need to pay $200 deposit just to convert to student plan. Sigh. Anyway back to today plan. I have to meet my dar at compasspoint. We got a couple of time to spare as she has to go to school for her BIO paper today. Wish i could be with her whole day. Haha. Just want to be with her and companionship all the time. I feel so soft when i'm with her. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Feel so loved today, I love her as much as yesterday. Muacks on 1st month anniversary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-5701950021331887816?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/5701950021331887816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=5701950021331887816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5701950021331887816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5701950021331887816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/08/1-month-anniversary.html' title='1 month Anniversary'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-2730316133163794139</id><published>2007-07-27T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:34:35.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Lessons</title><content type='html'>NYP sux NYP sux NYP sux NYP sux!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz this morning chiong school. I decided to message Jun Ming, wondering where is he. Wao his at Yishun when i was in Sembawang MRT. So i message him telling him to wait for me. However he decided not to wait. After much persuation he decided to meet me in YCK station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;At the Lab Room&lt;br /&gt;Teacher is so lazy. She asked us to do a set of question in the revision note. After giving us the questions she left the room for like an hour or so. Then i decided to take out my laptop and decided to do all my E-Quiz. Today is my deadline for my E-Quiz. So decided to chiong E-Quiz. So far do only 2 Modules for my E-quiz. 2 more to go. Sigh. NYP SUX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stil wondering how to pass my Semestral exam. Sigh. I fail my Common Test only pass 1 module. Next Week next week is my Common Test again. Then after which August is my Semestral exam. So fast 6mths have just pass. Hoping to pass all my test. I could not think anymore. I have to set this straight and push myself. I must not slack. I don;t want to waste my parents money. Haiz. Guess i'm worrying too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Sign Off=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-2730316133163794139?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/2730316133163794139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=2730316133163794139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/2730316133163794139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/2730316133163794139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/07/boring-lessons.html' title='Boring Lessons'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-7554251237697167995</id><published>2007-07-10T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T09:42:07.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Mtahs Lesson and Missing Someone</title><content type='html'>Haiz So stupid sia maths lesson. The last class was Engineering Science i had alot of fun but now is like Sleeping type of class. Learning vectors. Is like Secondary maths Vectors but however is just basic nia. Haiz. I miss my dar badly. She didnt on her phone. Sadded. T.T. I wish saturday could come faster. I want meet her badly also. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like abit kinda sad and also kinda happy also.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was marrying Dar character in Maple. I invited about 10 people but in the end only 7 manage to come. Haiz wasted 3 cards. But nevermind. Since it my first wedding i was very happy at the start. I get to meet all my dar frens. Twinken Jie was a cute character. And the rest was very joyfull.&lt;br /&gt;At the room i went with dar to talk to that old man. Wao I love the words. Very meaningfull sia. Almost cried. Haha. Then when i was in the banquet room. We wanted to take a Screenshot. But however i didnt took it. Cause my Screenshot file is full. So i think i want to take it from my Dar instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dar can you Send me in MSN please?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the banquet room there is one person name Stridy. Well i kinda starting to hate him also. He scolded my Dar just because he wasnt at the Banquet room yet. Well we already said 8p.m START. WTF is wrong with you when you cant report on time? My fault? My dar Fault? You don't have the responsibility to come early don't anyhow scold my Dar hor. Let me tell you this You are late not our fault, could you please keep your own words. Is our own Wedding. Are you there to scold people? Especially the Bride? It's our speciall day and you dare lay a word on my Dar? You really put me into a boiling suit. If in RL i ever get to meet you i shall One on One with you. And another thing is that. WTF is wrong with you when one of my friend in Maple is black? His chinese just that his maple character is black. What? Are You trying to be racist to my friend? Don't disgrace people in people wedding lah. Comon you need to learn some respect please. What if you are black in RL? You want people to say you BLACK? or Blackie? Please he just recovered a black hole in the heart and now you trying to make the black hole bigger again? Please Stridy i'm sure you are older than me can you please show some good example on your good side of you? You are just a wedding spoiler yesterday. Lai you want ks CloverBear is it? Lai lai. We bring the whole clover see what you can do. You think you want to dou Clover Lai lai. I watch you cry in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;No offence of what i post. This is how i feel about Stridy yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-7554251237697167995?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/7554251237697167995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=7554251237697167995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7554251237697167995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7554251237697167995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/07/boring-mtahs-lesson-and-missing-someone.html' title='Boring Mtahs Lesson and Missing Someone'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-8887195591346171259</id><published>2007-07-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T14:15:47.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is so BORING!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WAO i'm in school blogging. Is so boring sia. Now in Communication Skills class slacking. I see teacher teacher look at me. -.-!!!. So whole of my role using laptop playing our own laptops. Can't wait to go home but however stil got something on later after school. Meet the gayest Personal Mentor that i got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-8887195591346171259?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/8887195591346171259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=8887195591346171259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/8887195591346171259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/8887195591346171259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-is-so-boring.html' title='School is so BORING!!!!!'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-937924944675442928</id><published>2007-06-23T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:51:53.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd The Happening Day</title><content type='html'>Haha my bday was so fun...&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of things happening around. And i just discovered that maple aniversory is on my birthday too. It started of in the morning when i was playing maple at around 12p.m then Steph called me. She sounds so sexy when she just woke up. Hahaha. Anyway she say she will be late. Not long later Jing Rui called me when i was talking to steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jing Rui: Ehh how come got steph voice?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Confrence lah&lt;br /&gt;Steph: *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like continue playing maple while they were talking. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then Jing Rui and Steph talk so long. Then i was looking at the clock. Then say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Steph ar we all already late le and hor we are stil talking!&lt;br /&gt;Steph &amp; Jing Rui: *Giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Jing Rui: Okok Roy i meet you at Yishun mrt ar?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: o ok meet u around 20mins time&lt;br /&gt;Jing Rui: Ok&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Then i meet you all where?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Meet at the convention hall ba&lt;br /&gt;Steph: ok cya there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang up the phone and get changed quickly. Then went to meet Jing Rui 1st then off we go to Suntec. We had a long standing journey. when we reached there we walk super slow as we know that Steph will stil not be there. We was enjoying the aircon in City Link. Then i recieved a call from Steph saying that she had arrived. And we was like wah that was quick. Haha then we decided to meet at starbucks. We walk and walk and walk til we reached maple event....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-937924944675442928?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/937924944675442928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=937924944675442928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/937924944675442928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/937924944675442928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/06/bday-dinner.html' title='22nd The Happening Day'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-5327476431766882385</id><published>2007-06-23T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:47:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd Maple Event</title><content type='html'>At the maple event. We was so suprised. All we see is small chidren playing all the mini games to win mesos. We went to the counter and check. They mentioned 2 used prepaid card = 1 coupon to play mini games. Or $2 for 1 coupon. So Jr exchange for 1 coupon and buys 2 coupon. So off we went to play the 1st mini games. The Mage Mania. Rules are simple. Throw 3 small hoops into Yetis Horn. If 1 hoop landed in the horn of yeti you earn 1 meso. So Jing Rui throws. He got 1 went in. Then my turn me too get 1 went in. So next game. We went to play a puzzle game. there is 9 cards covered. We must reveal the Trailer Park mascot card in order to win 2mesos. And needs 2 players. So i played with Jing Rui 1st. Actually we knew where the card is. So we just act "noob". Haha then the next round i played with Steph. We could'nt find it. Then for no reason we stil got 1 meso to win hahaha. No idea why? Then we saw this Wheel. It is called Zakum Hands Of Faith. To play that we must verify our Asiasoft a/c. So we did it and we spin it. I spin first. My first attempt was a miss then i was like having a bad feeling that i won't get a lucky draw. Then the 2nd attempt was almost a missis just 1 slight move it will get a miss but it was a hit. HAHA. Guess i was'nt that unlucky that day. Then we went of to food court to have our lunch. Then Steph was sitting away from us. Then i was wondering why? So i went to sit with her then she told me her mum will be coming down and Steph doesnt want her mum to see us. So we sit on another table. Then we ate and chat around. Then Ying Hao called Jing Rui saying that he is in Suntec arcade. So we went off first to meet him. Steph will meet us later. Then after which we meet Ying Hao and Liang Cheng. We had a talk for a while. Then Steph met us. Then Ying Hao saw Steph. Then finally Ying Hao have to meet his friends so he left us. Then Steph wanted to go catch some soft toys. So we followed her and play it. She wants to grab the doggy but she was too fast to catch the doggy. So i went to exchange $2 and started playing. Then my 1st attempt. WAO i ALMOST GOT it. It drop and hang at the end of the dumb box. So my 2nd attempt managed to get it. So decieded to give it to steph instead. Not long we went to Carrefour i wanted to get a bottle of water. Then Steph wants to get SHE album. After that Steph going to her Friends house. Then we went off seperate ways. Jing Rui and me decided to sit down at Starbucks to drink some coffee first before we go for my dinner party. We sit down and had a great chat. Then arount 6.25p.m we went off to the meeting point...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-5327476431766882385?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/5327476431766882385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=5327476431766882385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5327476431766882385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5327476431766882385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/06/22nd-maple-event.html' title='22nd Maple Event'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-3319453998407983536</id><published>2007-06-23T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:52:33.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bday Dinner</title><content type='html'>At the meeting point. Liao Yang arrived first. Then we talked for awhile. Then the 2 small size guy came. Joshua and Jun Ming. Then slowly Yan Wee, Kian Boon and Shi Hao arrived. Then we wait abit longer then Tam came. Then we decided to move 1st as my old friends are not here yet. They would meet us at Funan IT mall instead. Then we walk there and talk all the way till we reached the restraunt. We settle down and wait for my old friends to come. Finally they came so we start to eat. Wao while eating Jing Rui was so Boiling HOT sia. HAHHAHAHAHA. His Face was So red like molten Lava. OMG. HAHAHAHA. He was sweating also LOL. Then my parents keep talking to my friends and so on. I was shy abit. HAHAHA don't know why. Then we finally cut a cake. Wao i was so touched. Make a wish and blow all. Then after the cake we went off to marina square to play bowling and also play some arcades. Play Puzzle Street fighter. EEEE computer is a cheater man... After that started to bowl. Bowll a couple of shots and not a single strike, sigh. Then they all want to go back home early. So me and my ex classmate decided to go play pool in AMK central instead. We played there for quite long till around 1.30a.m we decided to go home. Then i took a cab home cause there wasnt any train service. Drove all the way till reached Gambas Ave. There is a police Road Block. They call in the taxi and i was summon out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;At The Road Block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P1: Can I see your Identity Card.&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Sure, but i don;t have an IC i only have a Student pass.&lt;br /&gt;P1: Sure&lt;br /&gt;P2: How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Just turned 18&lt;br /&gt;P2: OO happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Thank you&lt;br /&gt;P2: Celebrating with your friends is it?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Ya&lt;br /&gt;P2: You look so tired&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Play pool till tired loh. (Is easy and i know why they will ask this question as in NPCC they ever teach me how to question suspects, this question is used as they want to know hows your reaction. If you are that type of nervous they will suspect you for taking Drugs)&lt;br /&gt;P2: At wehre?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: AMK central&lt;br /&gt;P1: What's your address?&lt;br /&gt;Roy: (Told them the address)&lt;br /&gt;P1: returns my student pass&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Can go le mah?&lt;br /&gt;P1: Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reached home started to shower and straight to bed. That was like 2.35a.m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3319453998407983536?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3319453998407983536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3319453998407983536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3319453998407983536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3319453998407983536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/06/22nd-was-so-fun.html' title='The Bday Dinner'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-6349451615775593793</id><published>2007-06-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:09:48.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz my 1st class planning failed</title><content type='html'>Sigh recently was very down. Was having a high fever. I was shivering throughout the day. I could not control. I was even sweating on the outside, but on the inside i was shivering. So I went to see a doctor. OMG its so long queue. Number shows 23 my number was like OMG 56. So i started sitting inside the clinic. After awhile I started to shiver uncontrollably. So i decided not to wait in the clinic so i walk at outside Sun Plaza. I was stil shivering by then. I cannot took it and started sleeping at macdolnalds smoking area. There werent any smoker there so i think why not jus sit there for awhile. Still shivering even though the weather is hot. Then started to fall asleep. About 20mins later someone tap my back. I woke up and it was a tibetian monk asking for donations. I did'nt brought out much money so i jus gave $2 contribution. Did'nt ask why so just write my name and went back to sleep. After 90mins i woke up and started to walk back to the clinic and see the queue again. WOW is only 31. Felt too fed up so went to sit at the mrt station outside and sit down leaning against the pillar. I look like a begger, but who cares i'm really sick and want to sit down and sleep badly. Sigh. I sleep my way through till almost a total of 3hours just to wait for my turn. Then finally i saw my number. So i walk in limping as i was sitting down too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inside the clinic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: MORNING MR ROY!&lt;br /&gt;Roy: (Gave That -.- look)&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Aww Comon what happen to you young man.&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Orh Sick loh&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Ok what happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;Roy:(Feels like sleeping again) Erm i'm having a fever and everytime i shiver and sweat from the outside.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Ok i shall take your temperature.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Ok thats very high 40.1 degrees&lt;br /&gt;Roy:(Wah -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Ok turn around i shall check your breathing. Erm i am putting you on my suspect list of Dengue Fever. If after 3 days your fever doesnt subsides please go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Hmm i will give you a series of antibiotics. Please compleate them.&lt;br /&gt;Roy: Orh... (Thinking Hmm series of antibiotics only 1 series hor)&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Ok rest well ar... Drink lots of water&lt;br /&gt;Roy: (ok wave to the doc to say good bye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the clinic while waiting my medicine to be prepared. It took them a horrible 15mins to get it prepared. Sigh. Then when they call me i went up. WAO I was thinking is just a series of antibiotics. But instead they gave me 4 types of Antibiotics. 2 antibiotics for shiver, 1 for fever and the last one is for breaking cold sweat. Then when it's time for payment OMG $125. I brought out like $50. Then decided to pay by NETS. Go back home my dad started scolding me. He says WHY YOU LIKE SISI HIGH FEVER ONLY ASK ME TO PAY $125 FOR YOUR TREATMENT. I wasnt in the mood to respond to him. So went to take my medicine and started sitting on the sofa. About 15mins later I felt extremely drowsy. My eyes are forcing me to shut it down. So i went to sleep. I message Cas and Steph. I told them i would sleep and will wake up at 1++. But in the end i woke up at around 4.30p.m. So bassically that day was super long sleep. Its like taking 6 sleeping pills. After dinner i continue sleeping til the next morning. Haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the worst day of my life in 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-6349451615775593793?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/6349451615775593793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=6349451615775593793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6349451615775593793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6349451615775593793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/06/haiz-my-1st-class-planning-failed.html' title='Haiz my 1st class planning failed'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-5251567337147854567</id><published>2007-05-24T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:37:01.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liao Yang's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday To You!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To Liao Yang!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It's Liao Yang(LY) Birthday today. She didn't plan anything for her birthday as i think she is just a simple girl. She doesn't want it to be such an big occassion. So after school knockoff at 1p.m my classmates has no idea where to go and where to eat. We kept stoning at Blk P for quite sometime. Then i decided to tell them to have some Long John at Yishun. LY says ok as she was also thinking to watch Pirates Of The Caribbean. So it was an good idea so off we go to Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;At LJS. We went to buy our food to eat. However Christine didn't want to eat. So when i saw that everyones eating except her so i feel bad. Then i decided to go buy something for her to munch on. I wanted to pay to Li Jun to buy something for Christine but instead Li Jun rejected my money and buy for her. But however Christine stil refuses to eat. So i felt bad when i was eating my lunch. Didn't had a good lunch break as Christine wasn't eating. After lunch Columbus call Kian Boon. He was stuck at Macdonalds and couldn't find wheres LJ. So i asked him to stay there while i get there. Finally Columbus join the crowd. When Columbus came Cristine boyfriend was there. Well no wonder she doesn't wants to watch movie with us and eat with us. -_-!!! So Li Jun, Jun Ming and Christine left us as they are heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;At the movie thetre. When we was walking halfway to the thetre room, LY saw a giant Pirates Of The Caribbean Baner hanging. She ran there and actually take a snap shot on it. I was like OMG : "LY!!!! This pictures can be taken from the net leh". Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well i can say that the movie i rate will be only 3 stars. It is very complicated story. Many things are happening at one go. Plus the movie actions are slow. There are only actions at the end of the story. Most of the time talking.&lt;br /&gt;It's an 3hours show. Our butts are numb. HAHAHA. Then we decided to go off soon. So everyone split and go thier own ways.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow is Friday. It's Badminton day for our class.&lt;br /&gt;Cya~ Nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-5251567337147854567?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/5251567337147854567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=5251567337147854567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5251567337147854567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5251567337147854567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/05/liao-yangs-birthday_24.html' title='Liao Yang&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-5693253041199501341</id><published>2007-05-24T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:16:53.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liao Yang's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-5693253041199501341?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/5693253041199501341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=5693253041199501341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5693253041199501341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5693253041199501341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/05/liao-yangs-birthday.html' title='Liao Yang&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-3902257930609545528</id><published>2007-05-19T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:31:36.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No sleep = boring Saturday</title><content type='html'>Woke up so early. Wish i could have slept more but then i gt to wake up just because of my mum student is coming at 10a.m!!!! Wth. I was watching wrestling on Friday night till 2a.m. I didn't sleep well last night and i was biting my teeth while asleep. Stupid bruxism. I wonder how am i going to cure it. My mum came into my room and gave me a slap. I woke up and went back to sleep again. Then the biting conitnues. This time my dad came into my room and started punching me. I woke up and started punching him back again. HAHA. Ok that was painfull. I couldn't sleep well so woke up around 8.30a.m. Started eating breakfast and after which i was cleaning the toilet. Ahhh i hate morning Saturday morning routine. It sucks. After shower i decided to level my maple character. And i did it level 79. Yay! A level more before my Ice Stike reached max level. Yay Yay! At 1.30p.m i went down to eat my afternoon lunch. Well it sucks. So ate halfway threw the rest. Wao It's raining so was starting to feel sleepy. When i was messaging steph i was on my bed lying down. And the weather was so nice to sleep. I message about 20mins i fell asleep. At around 5++ steph called me but i was still sleeping. So at almost 6 i woked up and Mum told me that we will be going for dinner with my grandmum at Woodlands. So i agreed and we went off. Came back home and started playing maple again. But then have no mood as i've just level. So now blogging and watching soccer Man U vs Chelsea in FA cup finals. Now at 31min stil no score -.-.&lt;br /&gt;Cya stil watching soccer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3902257930609545528?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3902257930609545528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3902257930609545528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3902257930609545528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3902257930609545528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-sleep-boring-saturday.html' title='No sleep = boring Saturday'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-6235100143293913758</id><published>2007-05-12T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T13:56:21.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAO my 1st ah lian I met in NYP</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was such a nice morning i had. The morning coolness was great. Wednesday and Tuesday was terrible HOT! Walked from home to the MRT i was sweating like a mini fountain of wealth. So Friday was the best morning i had. However that particular morning i get to see my first ah lian in NYP. I was walking to school then whan i reached the fountain of the main gate i saw this Bitch walking very fast. The next moment i saw her scolding vulgarities across the fountain. Translation in hokkien she says "Your dad own my dad is it? Vagina, your whole family die lah". I don't know why must she add a women's private part? ZZzz. I don't know what happen to her but seriously should'nt it be done at home or somewhere outside rather in school? Then i was looking at her. (She was infront of me) Then she turn back and look at me. She gave me the stare like her eyes like gonna pop out any moment or shall i say like a fishball sold in Sembawang 77+1 Fishball noodle store. Then she scream at me in chinese "see what see, never see people before is it?" I kept quiet and walk like a cool man did'nt hear anything. Wao is seriously i never see this type of person in a all grown up type of place. This totally gives an bad impression of the school image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offences of what i have post but seriously should'nt it be done outside rather than in school? A school is a place to learn, chill out, have fun and socialise but not to de-socialise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-6235100143293913758?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/6235100143293913758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=6235100143293913758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6235100143293913758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6235100143293913758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/05/wao-my-1st-ah-lian-i-met-in-nyp.html' title='WAO my 1st ah lian I met in NYP'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-1217864715771828717</id><published>2007-05-03T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T21:15:22.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Machines Are Dummer Than Humans!</title><content type='html'>Today is so dumb. I was trying to book 12 movie tickets from GV cineplex. But could not do so as this is so dumb. To my understanding OCBC and UOB merge together and POSB and DBS are together also. However this dumb GV does not accept sub banks like OCBC and POSB. !@#$%^&amp;*(). They only accept DBS, UOB and Citibank credit card. So poor me could not book throgh the net as I do not own a Credit Card. I can only pay by NETS. So this sux. I decided to walk all the way to Sun Plaza and purchase it from AXS machine instead. When i was there they only allow 9 tickets per transaction and could not choose your own seats. Thinking that if i bought the 9 seats 1st then on the 2nd transaction they will give me the same row. Instead it gave me another row. So i called AXS customer care. I told them can i book the remaining 3 seats with the 9 seats that i hv booked? they gave me crappy answers like "OH!! Sorry You have to go Plaza Singapura to purchase the remaining 3 tickets." In my heart was scolding vulgarities to them. They also mentioned that the machine will allocate your seats in random. Out of anger i just hang up the phone before he could finish talking. Then when i was walking away slowly an idea straight went into my mind. Since the seat are located by random then my probability to get the 3 remaining seats side by side is 3/156 seats. And then since its in random there is stil chance to get the seats that i want. So i decided to go back to the AXS machine to start clicking and clicking. It gave me seats like M1,2,3... K7,8,9... O2,3,4... All i want is L1,2,3 then after about 1/2 an hour finally the machine have picked out L1,2,3. I was delighted. So i got the whole row of L1-12 woot. Bingo. This time i'm smarter than the machines hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go sleep early. I'm stil having a bad sore throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-1217864715771828717?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/1217864715771828717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=1217864715771828717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1217864715771828717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1217864715771828717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/05/machines-are-dummer-than-humans.html' title='Machines Are Dummer Than Humans!'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-3923841224044109692</id><published>2007-05-03T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:54:23.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan A Big Class Outing</title><content type='html'>On Sunday 29th April 2007, when i was at work i've decided to plan a EC0701 outing. An class outing on this coming Saturday 5th May 2007. I've decided to organise an movie outing. I started messaging around. Most of them agreed. So Saturday is confirm out of 20 people in the class 12 are going. I'm very glad. This class somehow motivates well. Very warm class. Very steady. Quite united. So i started thinking hmmm if i'm going to buy tickets through the cinema walk in counter on Saturday i think i would not be able to get 12 tickets all sitting in one roll. Yeah. So an idea struck to my mine, book it online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3923841224044109692?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3923841224044109692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3923841224044109692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3923841224044109692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3923841224044109692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/05/plan-big-class-outing.html' title='Plan A Big Class Outing'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-1448447410943765894</id><published>2007-04-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:04:54.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes!</title><content type='html'>Since day one of school i was wishing lots of stuffs. Whether i like it or not i'm stil thinking of wishes. These are all my wishes ranked number 1 is the most best wish that i want at all times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish to pass all my modules that i have taken for Year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be able to handle work, play and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the most friends i know in NYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the girl that I want from NYP if possible if cannot nvm nor(dream girlfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the girl of my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date her every Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save Up lots of money as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get lots of songs. (Linkin Park, Avril, Etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get another 512mb DDR2 ram for my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish Number 10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a class BBQ by end of week 13&lt;br /&gt;/n; Ya this blog is all my personal feelings. Thats why i would say my wish freely. As for the girl of my dreams i really really wish to get her asap. I'm love sick for now. Very love sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-1448447410943765894?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/1448447410943765894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=1448447410943765894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1448447410943765894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1448447410943765894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/04/wishes.html' title='Wishes!'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4394913734707125688</id><published>2007-04-19T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:20:15.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Viet Food</title><content type='html'>Woot Viet food are nice!!! One of my mums fren brought air flown Viet food specially flown from Viet. Is like chinese popiah. We use the skin like type of popiah but is slippery. Then we top up with meat balls and then we put some lettuce and some sour mango and basil leaf and some cucumber and also some chilli padi with sweet sauce. Then we wrap it and munch it all down. Woot!!! It taste extremely nice. Hot sour, rice taste with a bit of saulty taste. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Got to go grab some more to munch. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4394913734707125688?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4394913734707125688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4394913734707125688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4394913734707125688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4394913734707125688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/04/nice-viet-food.html' title='Nice Viet Food'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4787626916105922342</id><published>2007-04-19T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T18:42:34.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th day of school and lost somthing</title><content type='html'>It's my 4th day of school and starts to curse people who took away my book. I was having E learning and i decided to carry my maths book instead of putting it in my bag, as my bag is already very heavy. After my E learning i left the room and went off to the sports facilities as there are many CCAs exhibition held there. Went to take a look and decided to join Kick Boxing. Muhahaha. *yeee hah, Bish Bish* Drag Chun Ming to join Kick boxing with me. After which i started to find out that why is my hand so free and not even heavy. Then i look at Chun Ming, he was carrying his Maths Calculus book while i look at my hand is so empty. After which i found out that i have my maths calculus book in the E learning plaza. Oh gosh how can i be so careless. Then me and Chun Ming go back to the E learning plaza which is very faraway. I felt so worried. When i reached there i couldnt find my maths book as it was missing. I walked out and started to call the person in charge of the E learning area see whether they have found anything that i left behind. And he says nothing. Sigh. I've decided to file a lost report to the Student Affair Office. Poor me i have to walk back extremely far again. Is like traveling from North to South and South to North again. Me and Chun Ming was so tired. At the Student Office. There is one guy who attend to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy A - Yes how can i help you?&lt;br /&gt;Roy - Erm yes i have lost something...&lt;br /&gt;Guy A - What have you lost?&lt;br /&gt;Roy - I've lost a Maths Calculus book at the E learning plaza&lt;br /&gt;Guy A - Its over there...&lt;br /&gt;*I WAS VERY DELIGHTED AS I THOUGHT THAT THEY FOUND THE BOOK*&lt;br /&gt;But as i look at the direction where he point i saw a computer stating Repot Lost Of Items. I was like -_-!!!. He gave me the hope, but it was totally dropped down til 0. ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that i've started cursing and cursing til i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is so honest please send the book to Student Affair pleaseeeee Im begging you all. Its an expensive book and i have no money to buy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4787626916105922342?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4787626916105922342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4787626916105922342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4787626916105922342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4787626916105922342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/04/4th-day-of-school-and-lost-somthing.html' title='4th day of school and lost somthing'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4482845620898706845</id><published>2007-04-17T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:36:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New School, New Friends, New Likings</title><content type='html'>It has been a while when i have not started to posted anything. Recently was tied up in school. On the 9th of April. Is my 1st day of school orientation. It was the most ultimately borig orientation. supposed to start at 8a.m but ended up starting at 10a.m instead. Sigh. Then 1st day all of us was totally icy. And we walk through a tough jouney to break the ice bond but failed in the 1st day. However when i sign up my name in the attendance list i found out that i was in the 1st class of ECC. EC0701. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;We tour around the school till 12nn when we started to have lunch at the south canteen. It was totally sucky as the food sucks to the core as it was god damm cold and i was about to puke out. I couldnt eat any further, i ate like only 1/4 of the food. 1st day is total boring as we on;y meet our couse manager and our personal mentor. And it was already 5p.m. Nothing much of the 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;On the 10th April, I have my second day of orientation. Finally this is the fun day of all. We manage to break the ice bond whithin minutes. We have our 1st period of Preparetory Maths. Anyway maths period was totally go in and come out. Everyone n the lecture thetre was like Huh??? Whats that?? Don't get it. So bassically we learn shit from it. Then the next period was games. we all was playing in a chair relay game wherby we must use chair to go across an obsticle course. I was assign to be a leader and to come out with a plan. I've decided to put 8 people on only 6 chairs. We must not fall so in order to get across faster. And we made it we got 1st for it. And when we finish the course we all have to sing twinkle twinkle little star. We did it and settle down. then we wait for other groups to sing. If they didnt sing well together we actually Boo them. I shouted *BOO SAMADIYA, (My Group shout Boo), BOO LAGI SATU (BOO), BOO BANYAK BANYAK (BOO), BOO LAGI CHAO TA!! (BOOOOOOOO)* haha. I shouted like 4 times at the top of my voice when the groups of people could not sing together. We all have a great time. Then that is where our ice have melt. We all started talking together. We talk alot til we walk to the track and field. We have 4 activities. but manage to do only 2. Our 1st activity is to tie 10 items onto a string provided. We manage to tie it all except a $1 coin. It was extremely hard to tie a small and round object. Then the next activity we participated in the Gunni Sack jump. We was challenging against 3 classes. We came in 3rd. HAhA. By then i was so proud of my class EC0701. I love you guys!! Well thats it, we recieved a t-shirt and also a goodie bag and we exchange all contact numbers. And as we walked to the mrt we have a group discussion with each other. We said we must be steady at all times as a class. If one fall we pick the fallen one and raise him/her back to walk the stormy road together. We all agreed and decided to take this as a class mission. Yeah thats it for the days of Orientation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4482845620898706845?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4482845620898706845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4482845620898706845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4482845620898706845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4482845620898706845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-school-new-friends-new-likings.html' title='New School, New Friends, New Likings'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4878951886972956319</id><published>2007-03-30T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:00:58.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day Of Tour In Singapore With My Aunt</title><content type='html'>At around 8.30a.m Mr John has woked up. Then to my suprise he drank coke in the morning. -_-. Lucky its Diet coke. He ate lots of wholemeal bread while i ate my cereal and my mum ate her salad. And whats my aunt doing? OOO shes sleeping. Mr John go in the room touch her tickle her she stil sleeping. She hug the bolster so hard. Mr john tried to pull it but can't pull. HAHA. Then finally the lady boss has awake. And was like 11a.m where everyone has shower and get ready she just woke up. Then we decided to plan where we are going. So i brought out my laptop and present them with my singapore tourist attractions. Actually it was my geography presentation done in sec 4. So they finally agreed to go to Sentosa when they see my presentations. We want to go to see the Underwater World &amp; Dolphine Lagoon, Insect Kingdom Butterfly park, Song Of The Sea and will go to Vivo City to have dinner. Then as we go to Sentosa by mrt. When we arrived at harbour Front Mr. John was super impressed as he was very happy with Sigapore transportation. It was convienint and also fast. Then we go eat lunch first. We ate at food republic. We all ate fishball noodles as my aunt love Singapore fishball as she says that singapore fishball is so big and juicy. Then after we ate we went to buy tickets to enter Sentosa by monorail. We get off at beach station and took the bus to the Underwater World. We reached there we bought the tickets and went in straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside what we saw first is the touch pool. It's a pool that has fishes in it and we are allowed to touch them. I managed to touched the starfish, anchor fish, and a kind of wiered fish that is big in sized. But that i cant hold long as it has self defence system. touch to long when his agitated his needles pop out. But its jus sharp and harmless. Then at the 2nd place we was at the stingray tank. Managed to touched some stingray and also we bought food to feed them. They are so slippery like jelly. Sayang them haha. They are very tame. Then The next section we are at this huge aquarium tank that has a fish so huge as a human. Its about 2m in length, 40cm in width. Is so huge. Then the next section is the Crab section. Some super hairy, some super thin till like stick, japanese crab is so huge like 3m in size, the most beautiful crab is the spanner crab the hairy thing. Nothing much about the crab so off we went to the deep sea creatures section. We saw many fishes and more fishes. Look It's garoupa. My mum was like WAO if we bring that home to cook it will be the only dish that we will need. HAHA. Then we saw many more fishes. And to my surprising i only saw 1 sawfish in the tank. We also see big stingray and more big stingray. Then we move on we are at the Sand Shark area. they look like great white shark but they are just smaller version and likes the ocean bed. Then theres a small sign to see which shark is male or female. Then we all started looking at all the shark private parts. HAHA. As long as we see two dicks means its a MALE! then as long as we see a small hole cover with 2 small fins means its a FEMALE! HAHA. Oh and found out that feemale sharks have nipples too. But Are extremely small size and not meant to feed for their babbies, as if they do have then i think the babby would probably ripped the nipple off. HAHA. Then finally out le we went to the jellyfish section. And was like WAH so slimy. Nothing much about the jellyfish so we went off to the dolphine lagoon. We took the red line bus there. And on our way my mum and aunt saw a Thai Male who which have change his sex. (No Offence To those People Outside Looking At This Post) Then they was keep talking about it til we arrived. We quickly get the seat ant waited for the 3.30p.m show to start. Watch the show and it was super boring. We watch it about 25mins and off we went. It was raining so we couldnt go anywhere else so we decided to go to VIVO City to walk around. So we sat the monorail to VIVO City. Then we have a snack at food republic and mum says she got to go quick as she got teachings at home. So she left us. Then i was with Mr John and aunt. So we went window shopping. Walk Walk Walk and more walking. My leg super pain and tired. We Bought Austrailian Potato Chips at Candy Empire. Then my dad called and told me to bring them to Chinatown to have dinner at the same time can buy BBQ Pork as my aunt wants to buy it. So we Sat the MRT to Chinatown and since my dad hasnt arrived yet we went to buy BBQ Pork at Bee Cheng Hiang. Bought a Kg of it. Then we sat at the train station for quite some time til my dad arrives. We decided to go to the normal stall to eat seafood. My aunt wasnt that hungry so my dad order rojak and Kuey Pie Te For appetizer. My aunt love the rojak so she ate the whole plate of it. HAHA. Then finally our dishes came. We ate Buter prawns, Black Pepper crab, Fried Chicken and Baby Kai Lan. We ate til nothing is left. It was super delicious. Then We decided to go home as we wanted to watch some DVD and also enjoy some wine to drink. So took a taxi and ent back home. We watch The Poseidon then we open both red and white wine and also my Bacardi Raspberry. I open the potato chips and started munching it. And OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH. IT TASTE SUPER DIFFERENT FROM LOCAL POTATO CHIPS. We sat down drink and talk eat and talk. Drank quite alot last night. After i drank my wine Mr John keep pouring into my cup. So i drank like 4glasses of it. And my whloe bottle of bacardi. After drinking i felt so heavy in my head so cannot take it so went to shower and straight to sleep first. I was the 1st one to sleep while they all are stil showering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night Goes On~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4878951886972956319?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4878951886972956319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4878951886972956319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4878951886972956319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4878951886972956319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/2nd-day-of-tour-in-singapore-with-my.html' title='2nd Day Of Tour In Singapore With My Aunt'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-759271200814561627</id><published>2007-03-30T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:05:49.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day Of Tour In Singapore With My Aunt</title><content type='html'>Nah. Nothing much on the 1st day. Tg 414 landed at around 4.10p.m. I rushed to the train and off i went to the airport. Then on the way when reaching Yishun my dad gave me a call. He told me he was eating his lunch at Newton Circus eating chicken rice. So since he got his taxi so he decided to bring me to the airport instead. At about 4.10p.m we reached the airport. TG 414 has landed but belt has not moved yet. So since i didnt eat any lunch yet. My dad went to belt 16 and wait while i went to grab somthing in Burger King. Ate a Grilled chicken meal. doesnt taste nice though. Then after i ate finish my meal i went to belt 16 to see whether my aunt has arrived. Woot it was quick, she has arrived with her fiance. His austrailian, big size, tall and extremely jokable LOVES beer and more beer. Ask him wat would you like to drink he says Beer. 1 Heniken please or Tiger please. We picked them up in the airport then we brought them to our house to put all thier lagguage at our home. Then we decided to go to Causeway Point to dine at Crystal Jade Restraunt. We didnt want to go far as it was like almost reaching 8p.m. we went there we ate a 6person set meal. So is like whatever came has an extra 1 more servings. I end up eating all the extras -_-. So full sia. walk 1 step is like additional load moving in my stomach. The prawns are nice. Mr John was like eating the prawns like never eat before. He was like O.O. Grab after another. After our dinner we went back home. Mr John only drank a glass of white wine and all decided to call it a day and went sleeping. i was like wahhhhhh Why so fast. No fun de. Then mum and dad will sleep in my room. and my aunt and Mr. John wil sleep in the Masterbed room. And where the poor Roy has to sleep? At the small sofa. My legs and head is off the sofa. Its too short for me to sleep. Didnt have a good night sleep. Slept around 11.30p.m. Then at around 1a.m my dad came back home. He starts to on the light. Omg he woke me up at the stage where i was about to go to the dreamland le. Poor Roy toss here and there stil cant sleep. Sleep around 3a.m. Then at around 6a.m my dad woke me up to sleep in my room as he has to go to work. There goes again. I woked up and went to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stories Continue to the 2nd day........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-759271200814561627?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/759271200814561627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=759271200814561627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/759271200814561627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/759271200814561627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/1st-day-of-tour-in-singapore-with-my.html' title='1st Day Of Tour In Singapore With My Aunt'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-1799706418129074185</id><published>2007-03-27T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T11:48:31.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Hope, New Confessions, But Needed Old Feelings</title><content type='html'>Ever since the day i got hooked up by my bby, I couldnt resist her. I want her to be by my side and in return i would like to be with her all the time. Recently she was super down which makes me very uneassy also. I don't want to see her drifted away by the stormy sea while im standing at the cliff looking at her getting drifted away. If i really in love with her i will eventually jump down and save her from getting drowned. I really want to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;I want to bring her old bby back. (But somehow I've Failed) Failure in love. I want to see her happy again and smile like she always used to be. I enjoyed seeing her most happy type of feelings during online and some outings. I really feel sorry for all the things that have happen to her recently. I wonder this things should not have happened to her. She should be living happily and smile at the world. She doesnt really deserve any hatred by people or any other insults or any other criticise. Each day i make her feeling getting bored of me. I msg her regularly if possible. but could'nt see the old bby i used to have.&lt;br /&gt;Bby if you are reading this post, this is how i feel for quite some time le. I really hope nothing in this world could stop us. Hope that when school reopens i would like to see the old you. Be happy. Smile and the world smiles back at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day our love fades away. But i was trying hard day and night to thicken the colour of our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to tell you that i really loved you. You are my 1st, and hope that it will never be the last. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-1799706418129074185?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/1799706418129074185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=1799706418129074185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1799706418129074185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1799706418129074185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-hope-new-confessions-but-needed-old.html' title='A New Hope, New Confessions, But Needed Old Feelings'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4397947325065600580</id><published>2007-03-21T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:07:34.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Of The Loan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 20th March 2007&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early. Head stil so pain. I was like abit dizzy like someone has just punched me. So off i went to James house to collect a new Tuition loan form as i already ruin my own copy. Then meet my dad at the Ang Mo Kio station and Off we went to DBS Bank In Tampines. We was super early whereby my uncle is stil in the office. We went to the bank and continue filling up the form. My dad was making fun of me about my particulars. Then we waited for him to come. We didnt wait for long. About 30mins he was here. He came into the bank with a moody face. I was frightened and shocked. A chill went down my spine. Then he settle down. He fill in the form with a little anger. I was like omg what i have done to him. I'm sorry that i took your lunch break away. Then the financial assistance came to us and told us is our turn. I went on signing so many documents. I was like wah im a clebrity of DBS bank Man. They want my beautiful autograph haha. continue signing and signing chop after chop. Finally is done. When my uncle says he gt about 45mins before he has to go back to work i immediately say can we go for lunch? Uncle i treat you whatever you want to eat ok? Then uncle was stunned. Then he say ok. We went up to the muslim foodcourt cause my uncle can't eat non-halal food so we brought him there. All of us eat fishball noodle dry meepok. HAHA. We enjoyed it. Then He quickly rushed off to work. From there we went our ways. Then me and my dad has to pay the remaining amount to UOB bank. We went there make payment and decided to go shopping at HMV. As he wants to buy his oldies and i also want to buy my GC album. Walk and walk finally bought what we want. I was tired. So we walk to orchard mrt and took a train back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tyring week i have. Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4397947325065600580?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4397947325065600580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4397947325065600580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4397947325065600580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4397947325065600580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-of-loan.html' title='Day Of The Loan'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-7940410594322570906</id><published>2007-03-21T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:52:26.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Are Really busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 19th March 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo. This few days are totally an hectic and crazy life. So many things to do. Whats worste is that i suspect that i got high blood pressure. This few days i'm having headaches all the time. Take panadol also no use. On Monday when i went to SATA medical check up. My heartbeat rate was way above normal people. it's 189. Normal is only 160. I thought i was anxious on that day. But however the doctor say i shouldent be anxious if im in the hospital for the past 3hours. So is like Oh My God. HOW????&lt;br /&gt;Then I really don't know what to do. I really suspect myself for getting high blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;The Day of my medical check up was a super boring day.&lt;br /&gt;1st went to x-ray room the doctors and nurses told me to take off my clothes. I was like WHAT!!!! Including my pants???? Then they say NO LAH. (Doctor Use The Word Lah) Only your Shirt. So i did what they say and was like so malu. The nurse see me like never see body before. Later she got sore eyes haha.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Went to room 12 that is where my daddy and i waited super long til we all so bored til we sleep there. Then after like 1hour later i hear a voice Roy Chuawawawa like someone in my dream is calling me haha. Then Oh its my turn. They gave me the strip and a seal bag. I was like har? What to do with it? then realise that i have to go for urine test. Woot off i went to the toilet. I was like ehh how to do ar? Zip down my pants and stated peeing onto the strip. But so hard to aim haha. Aim and aim finally can aim. Wet the whole strip and put inside the seal. then waited again. 20mins later they call me. I was like woot finally. Went in they check my eyes. Starting they ask me read so small letter. I was like O.O how to read sia. Cannot see. then the lady say Then This??? Oh much clearer.&lt;br /&gt;3rd Went off to the blood test area. This is the most exciting want. Can see the needle going into my skin slowly and poke into my nerves. So fun but PAIN. The needle stay inside so long. Then the nurse say why your blood don't want to come out har? I said I wish i knew.&lt;br /&gt;4th Off i went out with my dad after everything was done. We went to DBS bank to ask for tuition loan. However we can't qualify for it as my dad was over 60yrs old. We need a guarantor who is below 60yrs old and also singaporean or pr. Therefore decided to ask my dad to call my uncle to be the gurantor. Then he finally agreed to meet him at Tampines DBS tommorrow. We was delighted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-7940410594322570906?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/7940410594322570906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=7940410594322570906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7940410594322570906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7940410594322570906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/days-are-really-busy.html' title='Days Are Really busy'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-5092939696080062966</id><published>2007-03-16T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:48:02.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Woot is a long time i have not posted anything. So today i'm free to post somethings.&lt;br /&gt;This week was like movie week. Haha. Went to watch 300 with my bby. Awwww it's so gross. Lot's of head rolling, blood splashing and some *ehhemsomesexualsceneehhem*. After watching movie we went off to Lido and was thinking to catch another movie. But however we didn't as we can't watch Just Follow Law. Sob. Then we settle down we ate pizza Hehe. So cute little pizza. Then bby back heals have blister and requested me to buy her some plasters as she could not walk. I went around Lido Shaw house and i could'nt find any shops selling plaster. So i continue walking n walking with my phone checking which cinema has good movie. And i somehow don't know how i endded up in Wisma Atria. Haha Bought a box and ran back to Shaw. Then we decided to walk back to Cineleisure and decided to play pool. But somehow bby was lacking of confidence to play as she scared that i will laugh at her. But i swear myself NO. I will not laugh at nooobies as i'm a noob once. So i teached her how to take aim and break the ball. Yeah not bad for the start. She can hit a couple of balls in. I'm so proud for her. Then after pool we went back home. Accompany her all the way to Somerset mrt and from there we split. Wish that we could stay somewhere nearer to each other so that we can go home together. XD. That's all about Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so lame went to Bishan to eat with my parents again. It's like almost every Thursday i will be going there to eat. It's so boring there. Then accompanied my parents to buy TOTO. Then me too went in and decided to shade a few numbers. Then scince i decided to go watch The Messenger with bby and her friends so i decided to go to Cathay and meet her. When was watching the show this irritating boys behind us was kicking my chair all the time. Stil so scared to watch the show they blast out loud thier music in the thetre. I was abit pissed off by them. My bby and her friends was so scared to see the scary parts. Haha they was closing thier eyes when suspense is there. I was like laughing when i see the horror show. Then after which we went our ways back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-5092939696080062966?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/5092939696080062966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=5092939696080062966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5092939696080062966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/5092939696080062966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back_16.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-6545725492383904450</id><published>2007-03-07T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:26:16.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHhhhhhhhhhhhhh GOOD CHARLOTTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5olNO9P7I/AAAAAAAAABw/dyc_m3Wd20U/s1600-h/GClivepic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5olNO9P7I/AAAAAAAAABw/dyc_m3Wd20U/s400/GClivepic1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039080021491007410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Joel Madden twin brother of Benji Madden. He is the Main guitarist and also back up vocalist. Joel is a more dirty side than Benji. He love woman and sex, during the Singapore GC Tour He mentioned... How I wish that we can lived in SINGAPORE!!! Then we could have SEX Together. Joel was in a very public relationship with sweetie pie hilary Duff. He's a Heavenly tattooed punk rocker; she's a squeaky clean pop princess. But thier romance lasted two and a half years before they split amicably. And now that Joel's had a taste of the good life, he's started seeing socialite Nicole Richie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5l4NO9P3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/lVu0CDwV8uA/s1600-h/GClivepic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5l4NO9P3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/lVu0CDwV8uA/s400/GClivepic3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039077049373638514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Benji Madden twin brother of Joel Madden. Is easy to differentiate between him and his twin brother. He has more tattoos than his brother. His left arm has mostly all Holy words and angels. On the other arm has all Death words and Death Angels. He is the main vocalist. He has a relationship with Austrailian actress Sophie Monk (who used to be in pop group Bardot). In fact, the two have only gone public for four months and Benji has already proposed!!! The two look happy together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5n9dO9P5I/AAAAAAAAABg/I6lso6AYXDg/s1600-h/GClivepic9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5n9dO9P5I/AAAAAAAAABg/I6lso6AYXDg/s400/GClivepic9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039079338591207314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is Billy. He plays the back up guitarist and also the keyboard. He is very cool. He loves to put thick eye linner. He is generally a quiet guy among the band. During GC Tour when he plays the guitar till the picks are going to ware off he threw the picks to the crowd. Eveyone was like OMG!!! And the most dissapointing thing is that, during the concert he threw the picks to me. I grap it with the tip of my fingers and guess what happens??? Everyone started pushing me and eventually my picks dropped to the floor and someone actually stole it away from me. ROARRRRRRRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5p69O9P8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/WPkCTM2RGzU/s1600-h/GClivepic10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5p69O9P8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/WPkCTM2RGzU/s400/GClivepic10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039081494664789954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout thier eight years career, GC has gone through three different drummers! First, in 2001, the band lost thier original drummer Aaron Escolopio who left to join his brother's band. Then in 2005 replacement drummer Chris Wilson left citing personal health reasons. He went on to accuse the rest of the band of withholding his salary!!!! And it was then GC recruited current drummer Dean Butterworth. Let's hope it works out this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5qtdO9P9I/AAAAAAAAACA/s_rU0xM-92o/s1600-h/GClivepic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5qtdO9P9I/AAAAAAAAACA/s_rU0xM-92o/s400/GClivepic8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039082362248183762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Paul. He is the bassist. He has many styles of playing the bass guitar. Very talented. Jokable and friendly. Loves to mingle with the crowds. And he is a wierd bass guitarist, he does not struck the G note in his bass guitar. He even refuses when people asked him to play the G note. Thats all Nothing much about him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-6545725492383904450?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/6545725492383904450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=6545725492383904450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6545725492383904450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6545725492383904450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-good-charlotte.html' title='AHhhhhhhhhhhhhh GOOD CHARLOTTE'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/Re5olNO9P7I/AAAAAAAAABw/dyc_m3Wd20U/s72-c/GClivepic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2879595642609398670.post-3068863405283447079</id><published>2007-03-07T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:42:48.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Woot!! Quite a couple of days never post anything. Was busy on the weekends working and working and more work. I finally told my stingy boss that i decided to quit on the 1st April. He was like... Orh ok loh. No further questions asked. I wander how he treat his staffs if he didn't ask staffs who wants to quit, why they want to quit. Ahh lame shit boss. Neever like the way he manage his own staffs. Extremely very calculative. $0.01 also must picked up. $0.20 increament also say too much. Hello it's $0.20 increament from $4.50 to $4.70 and you find it much????? And my annual bonus for 2006 is $50. My dad was like WHAT THE F*** MAN... It's not even half a month salary.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such an exciting event.&lt;br /&gt;1. Woke up like 7.20a.m. Can't sleep well due to that i'm so excited and can't wait for my Jae results to be out oat 8a.m.&lt;br /&gt;2. Was super delighted that I made into Poly. ECCE&lt;br /&gt;3. Brush my teeth took my breakfast and off i went to James house&lt;br /&gt;4. At the mrt station not a single shop selling Maple card. I was like Omg, where to buy maple card??&lt;br /&gt;5. Saw this S.A.M machine then my mind was like WOOT!!! I FOUND MAPLE CARD!!!(Although It's A Machine) I can top up @-cash by Nets. I was like Phew, I'm safe.&lt;br /&gt;6. Missed my train waited for 10mins. Zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;7. At James house playing maple collecting Tons of meso with 2x meso. Woot&lt;br /&gt;8. Around 12nn is a wierd feeling i have. Was playing halfway then my chair was like keep shaking sideways. James noodles was shaking. I thought that James chair is old so that might be the screws are loose.&lt;br /&gt;9. Around 2p.m another shaky event happens again. This time is both of us were inside the room. I was like James did you kick my chair or something???&lt;br /&gt;10. 3.20p.m My Bby&lt;3 message me. Just came from Malaysia. Was so glad that she message me.&lt;br /&gt;11. 7p.m Was watching news and we was like OOOOoooooooooooooo earthquake in Sumatra.&lt;br /&gt;12. Continue playing maple.&lt;br /&gt;13. Went back home by cab pay $10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-3068863405283447079?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/3068863405283447079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=3068863405283447079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3068863405283447079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/3068863405283447079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-4152420799730149414</id><published>2007-03-03T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T15:32:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters From Iwo Jima</title><content type='html'>Yesterday whole day was such a wet day. My dad decided to bring us out to catch a show even though it's raining cats and dogs. meow meow wrolf wrolf... XD. We watch Letters From Iwo Jima. Woot so many heads rolling on the floor. Alot of sucide mission. But i really love the way this japanese war people fight. They die such an honourable death for the imperial emporor and also for the Homeland. They have no deployed machine guns they use riffles, no riffles samurai sword, no samurai sword use spade, no spade use their bare hands till they die. However the defence of Iwo Jima was extremely well planned. They manage to survive and finally surrender due to they were outnumbered. However Iwo Jima Mountain cave is such a very good place for protection. It have protected the Japanese til the very end. Planes, warships and troops could not even destroy the whole mountain. One day i shall visit there and take a goood look of that strong mountain. Kk thats about it i got to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/RekkUrKqkEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/inzPthTUmbU/s1600-h/images+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/RekkUrKqkEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/inzPthTUmbU/s400/images+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037597595794051138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/RekkN7KqkDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/endKA9pqFf4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/RekkN7KqkDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/endKA9pqFf4/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037597479829934130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-4152420799730149414?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/4152420799730149414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=4152420799730149414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4152420799730149414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/4152420799730149414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/letters-from-iwo-jima.html' title='Letters From Iwo Jima'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/RekkUrKqkEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/inzPthTUmbU/s72-c/images+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2879595642609398670.post-7173294910740398023</id><published>2007-03-02T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:15:07.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait Good Charlotte's New Album</title><content type='html'>Woot i can't wait till Good Charlotte's newest release album to be in singapore. I went to HMV heeren and asked, they say the official date will be on the 10th march. I was so delighted to hear that. IT'S ABOUT 1 MORE WEEK!!!!!!!! WOOT. Just updated my phone due to the fact that i found a bug in the walkman system. Listen halfway if it plays a chinese song that has chinese song title it says track not found. I was like OMG this phone racist ar!!! Yesterday night I was watching MTV footballer cribs. OMG fooballer really spend money on houses. Gattuso from AC Millan. Wao so rich. 5 bedrooms, 5 toilet rooms, 2 guest room, 1 Study room, 1 Babby room, 1 Swimming pool, 1 personal gym, 1 street soccer court, 1 Huge private garden, 2 cars. I want his house.=)... Since his italian his pronounciation So funny.&lt;br /&gt;Gattuso: Now yove seen my Cribp Now you can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReeV4rKqkBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xUnhbKUDcdg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReeV4rKqkBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xUnhbKUDcdg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037159509129859090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReeWgbKqkCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/H4mG4Z67P6Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReeWgbKqkCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/H4mG4Z67P6Y/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037160192029659170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Real Telented player&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-7173294910740398023?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/7173294910740398023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=7173294910740398023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7173294910740398023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/7173294910740398023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/cant-wait-good-charlottes-new-album.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait Good Charlotte&apos;s New Album'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReeV4rKqkBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/xUnhbKUDcdg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2879595642609398670.post-6515695214883411927</id><published>2007-03-01T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:04:30.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo nice bell chimes</title><content type='html'>Heeheheee, it's 12 in the afternoon but it seems like 8a.m. Still so dark and a nice weather to sleep. I wander where does the bell chimes come from. So melodious. I wander wats my bby doing. *Bubbles* She might be sleeping still, maybe she blog till the next morning so now still tired.*bubbles*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-6515695214883411927?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/6515695214883411927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=6515695214883411927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6515695214883411927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6515695214883411927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/03/wooo-nice-bell-chimes.html' title='wooo nice bell chimes'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-6807638701019118058</id><published>2007-03-01T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T11:58:20.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooooot Nice morning!</title><content type='html'>It was such a nice fresh morning even though didnt get to sleep well. Was waiting for bby to msg til 1a.m cannot tahan le then sleep le. Wao It's so cold. I was like a cocoon tis morning. Hehe. Toady most probably be staying at home doing nothing. It's raining.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the most stupidious thing happen in this year. Didn't manage to go to gym. Just found out that 21yrs old then can take a 1 week free trial. I was like OMG, if the gym wants people to join their club why put an age restriction??? ROARRRR!!!! If they allow me to take the trial, maybe after the trial who knows that i will convince my parents to sign me as a member? They never give people some time to think and they want us to sign immediately. Stupid gym. Never plan financial strategy properly. Why don't hire me to do financial strategies for them. I make sure more people join the gym lol. The gym actually spoil my dream. No 1 week free trial, parents don't allow me to go gym plus there is no one wants to go gym with me when my brother is going away to austrailia. So conclusion no more gym for me... T.T.&lt;br /&gt;I want it badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-6807638701019118058?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/6807638701019118058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=6807638701019118058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6807638701019118058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/6807638701019118058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/02/wooooot-nice-morning.html' title='Wooooot Nice morning!'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-9059250168938772330</id><published>2007-02-28T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T17:30:34.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Photo Hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReVLZiqUFjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfasKBIjvq0/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReVLZiqUFjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfasKBIjvq0/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036514660456863282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is my babby photo. Lol so plum, like any moment gonna explode hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-9059250168938772330?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/9059250168938772330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=9059250168938772330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/9059250168938772330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/9059250168938772330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-baby-photo-hehe.html' title='My Baby Photo Hehe'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WixYYCtuavc/ReVLZiqUFjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfasKBIjvq0/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2879595642609398670.post-1300803071321341161</id><published>2007-02-28T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T17:21:56.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Go Gym Badly</title><content type='html'>Today &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is such a boring day. I woke up and my parents keep lecturing me about joining the gym. They say is a waste of time, waste of money. They do not want me to go built up my body. And on top of that they say is too expensive even they say is on disscount. No application fee, no admin fee. Just $65/mth. Then i have decided to take the 1 week free trial instead.=(. I want it badly and my parents against me. Last time they promised me that they will pay anything and sacrifice thier money for me if there is anything that will benefit me. Do excercise does'nt benefit me?? Some how I don't get my parents, this cannot that cannot. ROAR. Anyway today will b at the gym at 6.30p.m got to make a move first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-1300803071321341161?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/1300803071321341161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=1300803071321341161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1300803071321341161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/1300803071321341161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-to-go-gym-badly.html' title='I Want To Go Gym Badly'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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-2879595642609398670.post-2964552175391206203</id><published>2007-02-28T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:07:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TESTING 1 2 3</title><content type='html'>Testing 1 2 3 do re mi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2879595642609398670-2964552175391206203?l=thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/feeds/2964552175391206203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2879595642609398670&amp;postID=2964552175391206203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/2964552175391206203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2879595642609398670/posts/default/2964552175391206203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastkingofthailand.blogspot.com/2007/02/testing-1-2-3.html' title='TESTING 1 2 3'/><author><name>LilMagicFrosty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07859451826887495040</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>
