<?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-1365733537023640085</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:19:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's called Fadhli. This weird person talking to you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365733537023640085.post-1480442069363094582</id><published>2009-04-01T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:57:24.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week, what got me going through lessons was Ms Kek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't make me laugh my toe off ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power ah she, can't get angry one. She's trying her best to teach i know, but sometimes i just can't help myself from laughing, and she cant help herself too sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week, Mr Chong's the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They call me Judge Chong. And since i'm a very kind judge, I'll make sure you'll turn into a new leaf. Get it? Leaf? (draws leaf on whiteboard) leaf?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my godded haha lame gedegak la dei. Heh but the way he say real funny, and yea i look at his face oredi i laugh. He's a fun tcher, can joke around, but he gets his work done too. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, mayb i convince my parents meet the judge ah during parent tcher meeting. Sure interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhlayye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-1480442069363094582?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/1480442069363094582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=1480442069363094582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/1480442069363094582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/1480442069363094582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-week-what-got-me-going-through.html' title=''/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-8283070257744526698</id><published>2009-03-31T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:06:40.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March blues</title><content type='html'>Yeap Yeap I know, been a long while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wana waste time typing the boring intro of how long i've not blogged bla bla bla... I'm sure everyone gets the idea long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's happened in the last month? Uh nothing much, honestly. Oh oh had prefect's investiture. Not that it was hell of a big deal. For me, at least, maybe the other guys had a better time. So entered the hall diagonally and all, walked very clumsily, nearly tripped on the, uh, carpet, and posed on the stage very sememek-ly. Like whole diff person when in front of a lot of ppl, some more with ppl from other schs. Clumsy person. oh and dance moves all i mixed up, and to make it all worse, some of the girls in the audience go laugh at me and tegur me la i danced damn funny. Wth. i was lucky my face nvr turn red cos embarrassed. So uh toured st hilda's sec arnd the sch. Gifford did all the talking bout the school ah, so i didnt make such a fool of myself. Maybe I did, since i like extra hanging around with them, since i nvr talk much. Both of the st hilda's ppl were cool. The girl talked a lot. Well, if it werent for her, there would be awkward silence eh. Lucky me i guess. Yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm other than that, i guess it's all the tests and ccts la dei. Confirm I screw up this term, since i drifted waaay too much. I'm too pro at using com now oredi, since i use like almost everyday. But luckily or unluckily, my hard disk got corrupted, so my usage  now little. Heh guess it gives me more time to focus on the two goals i have right now; studies and hockey. Oh OF COURSE i can't forget ngaji rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey's been really fun for me eh. Compared to softball, like seriously. Softball like i no interest ah, and the long hours of training and taking out equipment (1 hour) drives me nuts sumtimes. Yea sry too graphic, but im sick of it. I know la ppl say i quit cos i sore loser, quit cos i nvr get into team. Heck la about them, I DID get into the team btw, for south zone, but for national they had to cut three players and since i was inexperienced, they cut me. Hockey's really a change, i seem to enjoy it much much more. Whacking a ball doesn't get any better than this. Chey. Hope I get into team next yr, though its gona be hard since i join late and there's a lot of ppl in the team oredi, plus got a lot of ppl join. Karthik and Danish, there's gona be more i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so till next time. It's 11 and i have to freaking slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhlayye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-8283070257744526698?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/8283070257744526698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=8283070257744526698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/8283070257744526698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/8283070257744526698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-blues.html' title='March blues'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-1025684065262548030</id><published>2009-02-26T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:38:09.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh how long has it been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun bother to see how long i havent posted, but im sure it's record high this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had maths cct. Screwed it up. Lost a lot of marks just by not answering some parts. Weird thing is, I only realised how to do it after the paper. Wrong timing habis. People think and know how to do a question when they are doing it. I only know how to do half an hour after. Wth. Wtvr the problem is, it doesn't lie with me. Must be firdaus. sitting beside him now. Hahaha kidding kidding. He actually real quiet in class and pay attention sei. Well, either pay attention or sleep. either way he doesnt disturb me. Heh. Good Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i'm now officially in hockey. Handed a transfer form to the pe hod for the second time. Yea yea i noe now ur gona make fun of me and say how many times i changed cca, but i got perfectly good reasons ok. Hear them first la den make fun all u wan. I cannot tahan 50 ppl doing it for the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay. Crap. SS essay still havent do. And its 9.40. OH NO, past my bedtime. 8.00. Oh wait, i came back at 8.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faddle Waddle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-1025684065262548030?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/1025684065262548030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=1025684065262548030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/1025684065262548030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/1025684065262548030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2009/02/heh-how-long-has-it-been-dun-bother-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-4720629776349415474</id><published>2008-12-16T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:41:56.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go over to sch to get the blazers back from dry cleaning. Can't believe i have to do another year of blazers. Losing 8 of them didnt give anyone an impression that they had to get me out of that 'line of work'. But well, i get to be mentor so... that's a good thing. Got ppl under my wing. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the blazers. The laundry guy arranged for it to be sent at 11. Left home earlier to take the MRT (been a long time using it, since im at home all day), like 1 1/2 hour b4 11. Head prefect, vice-head prefect, heads of departments all were there talking bout board matters when i came. Didnt expect them to discuss such a serious thing during a holiday. And they hog the LAN cable. Gah. So forced to listen to them ah and give opinions. Not that i gave any, but yea burn some time at least. And it turns out too much time was burnt. 11.15. No call from Laundry Man. I panicked. Cos my vice head was playing arnd with my touch. Yea so i handled him and then took my time to call Laundry Man. Laundry Man announced he would not be able to send his goods over today. Some internal cock-up(u got that right) happened. Like wth. came all the way to sch for nothing. And matthias didnt want to come accompany. Busy thinking bout christmas present eh? But nvm ah looking forward to go his house tmrw after handling the blazers which according to Laundry Man will be delivered confirm tmrw. So burned some time watching bangkok dangerous when i finally got my hands on the land cable and power socket. Stupid show btw. A girlfriend who can't talk? Yep that's a lotta fun. Yep and after that the usual routine. U wudnt want to noe that, cos u'd oredi noe wat it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that was boring. Why do i type my life out that way eh? Not like other ppl do it. So unique... in such a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so on to tmrw then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Max said i was cool, cos my earphones and shoes. Like Wth? How come suddenly so nice? Haha usually teasing me one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-4720629776349415474?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/4720629776349415474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=4720629776349415474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/4720629776349415474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/4720629776349415474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/12/heey.html' title=''/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-984132073569008268</id><published>2008-12-15T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:27:05.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How lame-r and dumb-er can it get? Damn I never update. And no im not that lame or dumb to go on ranting an apology for not updating cos one, i do that all the time and second, there's no one to apologise to. Hell, i should be so disappointed in myself for not updating. And yes it took me a whole month(a holiday month btw) to feel disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i realise why im not updating. Mayb, Most Prob Mayb, there's nothing even a lil interesting to talk bout. But cmon i have to do it monthly... at least... that's the consequence of having a bloody blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to remember past month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm basically pst month was all stay at home on com or go training. But halfway into the month, well, my back aggravated. So since then, it's been like 24/7 at home, except of course for a few outings with family(no friends&gt;.&lt;) and a nearly fun tennis sesion with matthias and farhan.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. If u didnt get anything i said, ur supposed to realise the extent of how a boring person can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and got pair of shoes. Lacoste. Been wanting them since June. So yea happy to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh let's just wait till tmrw shall we, when it's a new day, and more stuff to talk bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just for updating purposes. Pls excuse any lame or dumb material if found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh uh huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-984132073569008268?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/984132073569008268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=984132073569008268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/984132073569008268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/984132073569008268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-lame-r-and-dumb-er-can-it-get-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-3858295899891718945</id><published>2008-11-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:55:41.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll post tmrw. I'm just posting now so that u noe that my blog and i still exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-3858295899891718945?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/3858295899891718945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=3858295899891718945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/3858295899891718945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/3858295899891718945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-post-tmrw.html' title=''/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-3318518947320552898</id><published>2008-11-02T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:44:52.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should've been back long time ago.</title><content type='html'>Okk definitely it's time for a new post. Haha i duno what happened to my promise ah, to post straight after eoys. guess im too busy when exams are over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk anw anw, update update on life so far. Well, whatever i can rmbr ah after 1 whole month not posting. 1 month of events isn't easy to recall. hmm... ok let's see i guess let's start with my exam results? Deproved from last year it seems, by like 0.11? I got 3.71 last time, 3.6 now. Damn and i just realised my dad is so hard to please u noe. he's not satisfied with my gpa still even though i still can go up to sec 3. I thought that wud be enuf to satisfy him. well guess i'm wrong yet again, just like half of the sci EOY paper which i got 40/75. Haha so in the end, my 4.0 went down to 3.6(69.33333%). Haha lucky they round up ah just like they round up English and Maths. haha Maths did quite badly too la. Dun wana talk bout that one. Overall quite satisfied ah with my gpa, but i noe i nid to do better cos its not enuf in my parent's eyes. Their opinion matters to me la. I found that out during my bday. I think i'll talk bout that tmrw, since i can't type properly. feeling groggy. think i wana slp now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, this is an hasty update, so its shdnt beat around the bush and be damn interesting. I hope. Cos i feel so...um... disinterested right now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-3318518947320552898?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/3318518947320552898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=3318518947320552898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/3318518947320552898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/3318518947320552898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/11/shouldve-been-back-long-time-ago.html' title='Should&apos;ve been back long time ago.'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-6702019987727734158</id><published>2008-10-05T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:52:40.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A typical Sunday, without the Madrasah part</title><content type='html'>Elo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring day ah. Study, get distracted, get distracted, study, get distracted,study, study while being distracted, get distracted completely. Haha i duno how i'm gona get thru week 5 and 6. Turns out week 5 and 6 starts tmrw. So now i'm just gonna say it first. dun say i didnt say. I MAY not update till end of EOY, so dun go complain on tagboard. I tink u all understand la. People like me need to study extra more than other ppl, cos people like me nvr listen in class. duno how the friends of people like me can pay attention. People like me are so jealous of their friends la. People like me wish they can be like their friends, be like mugger mugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck bout all that. Most prob i'll post. Cos who am i kidding? I'm too distracted oredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a Sunday. It's supposed to be the fun-nest day of the week rite? dang they must have gotten it wrong. Well, mayb wrong to call it a fun day at this time ah, since there's so much time for us to mug, so much that if we dun mug, we feel so guilty that one whole day is wasted like that. Which is coincidentally, what i'm feeling now. haha slumber ah today. woke up at 12. if its a normal sunday i'll be trying to listen to Sirah now at Madrasah, but the ustaz ustazah all wana go jalan raya so they give the students off too. So den tried to study and study. read one pg of textbk again and again. trying to process something which has already been processed. So then, tired of processing one pg again and again, i turned on the com and watched mortal kombat. You know, the 1995 movie, the movie that came out one yr before 1994. Guess i didnt know wat to choose. Theme song's nice. Wake me up straight away, cos it started playing rite at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so then luckily managed to study a little of geog la. LUCKILY. so my day wasn't that wasted. But then after that,... well u noe what happen... lazy to type the same thing again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so that's basically how i prepare for EOYs. Don't u agree that my method seems so effective, so efficient?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-6702019987727734158?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/6702019987727734158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=6702019987727734158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/6702019987727734158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/6702019987727734158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/10/typical-sunday-without-madrasah-part.html' title='A typical Sunday, without the Madrasah part'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-8632538405989623455</id><published>2008-10-04T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:30:57.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dead.</title><content type='html'>Okay I'm not gonna state yet again how long i havent updated this blog, cos i've been doing it too often oredi, and im sick of it. And yes, I'm also sick of not updating it too. That too. Which is why i'm posting now. 1 week before EOY. The timing couldn't get even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Maths Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I only covered two topics so far. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Geog Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely No. Essay question's freaking me out. Duno what to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Science Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even touch a thing that is science-related yet. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is History Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as Science, just that it's hist-related. Clear enuf rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Malay ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No peribahasa is coming up in my head rite now. Damn it, that could only mean one thing. I forgot all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is English ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah far from it. I infer all the wrong stuff. Usually got nothing to do with the point. How to do the essay qn like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm like supposed to mug hardcore i tink. YEA. I'm on my com, mugging hardcore now. YEAP. That's wat i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on yet another futile attempt to try and off my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the first step for me to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hardest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-8632538405989623455?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/8632538405989623455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=8632538405989623455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/8632538405989623455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/8632538405989623455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-dead.html' title='I&apos;m dead.'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-7986315488767337340</id><published>2008-08-08T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:18:44.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wasted free day.</title><content type='html'>Today was boring. It was supposed to be fun ah since today had both music and pe, but then I got fever and skipped school. Haha I slumber all the way till 11 sia. They all having recess by then. Had breakfast and went to the doctor. Just came in a few minutes after they closed, but had to wait long. Only 1 hour later i stepped back out. Then had to go straight away to religious class. Hahaha my friend got scolded for smsing a girl in class. Obviously can't rite, it's a religious class. Haha farni la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops way past bedtime again. Haha this time its longer than ystdy. better get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-7986315488767337340?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/7986315488767337340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=7986315488767337340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/7986315488767337340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/7986315488767337340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/08/wasted-free-day.html' title='A wasted free day.'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-2887580577823802331</id><published>2008-08-06T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:14:04.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time does pass by fast ah.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how dead MY blog is. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you that I was hopeless in blogging. Haha don't see any point in having my life typed out for everyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now suddenly I want to blog again. I just look at aiwei's blog, compared it to mine, and i know i must do something bout it. I hate losing to girls sia. Everytime some girl is ahead of me. She challenged me to blog again oredi and I wun lose this time. For whatever it's worth, thanks ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha a lot of things happen during the time of the "death" of my blog. Today, C division softball were champions. Beat Monfort this afternoon ah. Was quite close, and most of the opposing players were as tall as B division guys ah, but we still came through. Mixed feeling for me though. I'm not exactly part of the team. That really sucks. Cut from a winning team just cos of joining late. I joined like three months ago la, from rugby, but then the teacher and coach said i wasn't good enough. A lil demoralising you noe, but what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haha and I got a scare today. This is real farni. I was having dinner outside den when i was done i went back into my room and closed the door. Then suddenly my sis wana go in but she thought I locked it. But I didn't. That's the thing. I tried to unlock it from the inside but suddenly i can't oso. Haha so if you still duno wat i'm talking bout, i'm kinda locked in my own room, so yea it sounds kinda stupid.  And that time I like really need to go to the toilet you know, and i started to think how can I be able to hold for a whole night if the door doesn't open till then. Hahaha. Farni la. Den my dad tried to unlock oso with key, knife or wtvr stuff he took, but still cannot. So he just rammed the door la, den the lock smashed. So yea, I could go to the toilet finally. Den I checked the time. I was like wth. I thought it was like damn long, but actually 15 minutes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak i noticed now lately i sleep way past my bedtime when i was in primary school. I was supposed to slp at 8.30 that time. Now look at the time. It's 11.15. Nicee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-2887580577823802331?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/2887580577823802331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=2887580577823802331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/2887580577823802331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/2887580577823802331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-does-pass-by-fast-ah.html' title='Time does pass by fast ah.'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-3002119213281343667</id><published>2008-05-15T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:40:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is 24 hours really enough to let me breathe?</title><content type='html'>Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Matthias suanned me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah I'm like suffocating under my homework la. Got English SPECs and SLIMs (gahh), oral comm poem recital, RE SYSF oral presentation and Maths. Wah maths is suddenly like so alien to me now, compared to primary school. Pri sch like dun listen in class still can pass, well, um, wun say can get full. xD later ego you all scold. On TUesday rite, there was this ushering training for open house this sat. As usual, all the prefects were like forced to go for the training even though not all are ushering. I wasn't ushering. But then I had to practise ushering my own Eng tcher, the HOD of ENG. And she said to everyone to try not to practise ushering with the tcher that teaches you. Like wth. "Doesn't matter", she said. Of course it matters, I'll screw up obviously. And I did screw up. Everyone in the group was like talking and explaining about the histroy of RI, about the renovation and all that. I just talked about the former RI carpark being changed to  the Raffles Square.  She still didnt see it as good although i tried to say it as cheemly as i could ah.  Cos after  like a few more stops den, "FADHLI!". Haiz. So she looked at me. I looked at her. I stoned. She stoned. Den i tried say something, but then she scolded me cos the thing i said according to her will scare parents away. So i stoned again. And she stoned. For 10 minutes while the other ppl in the group were like doing so many hand signs i dun understand. Then she said, "Tomorrow in class, tomorrow you better watch out, I'm gona screw you." And she walked away and ignored me the whole time after. And earlier that day, we got philo cct back. And MATTHIAS got 2nd highest. No i didnt get highest, if you thought I did.xD my logic needs some work. True Blue Suanner la he. Then distract ppl when they ask u to teach. Den u get high, they get low.&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, got back maths ta. haha finally la. I got higher den matthias. but den by one mark only, and it wasn't really a big test. But he still suan ah. Duno how he does it man. Matthias, I duno wat to do srsly. Get lower than you, you suan me. Get higher than you, you suan me even more. Suddenly now it seems surprisingly yao yuan is less irritating ah.xDD hahaha. Oh ya, and my Eng tcher did screw me. It was also for another reason. Nvm shall not elaborate. Embarrassing ah. Nvm nvm.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, well finished oral comm poem reading assessment oredi. Screwed up, forgot most of the lines, but still, it's over. Yeah marn. And I purposely pretended being busy analysing poems during English. Scary sia make eye contact now. haha. Den after school, had to waste three hours to design booth for RE. could have watched movie or sumting la. My teacher didnt even follow any of my ideas anyway. Den for what ask me do? But then you scold me cos i slack. Weird ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha well there's something I can look forward to. Yes tomorrow is the day. Can't wait man. It may be my debut. But not necessarily i will be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-3002119213281343667?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/3002119213281343667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=3002119213281343667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/3002119213281343667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/3002119213281343667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-24-hours-really-enough-to-let-me.html' title='Is 24 hours really enough to let me breathe?'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-1141719068556250026</id><published>2008-05-12T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:49:07.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive or Negative?</title><content type='html'>Elo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is my 2nd post. Woohoo! haha sry. Just happy that I did not get bored after the 1st post and decide to abandon the blog altogether. Hahas nvm, personal amusement... I'm continuing from my posts on my previous blog which dated, hmm, i duno, september last year? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn today was a rough day. The only good thing was that I missed English! haha well managed to escape without doing specs and slims. Eh i really duno how to do ah. It's not that I'm lazy. But I'm just too scared to ask the tcher. She's like the HOD la, sure no time for someone as umimportant as me. And my friends, haiyah... Damn you matthias la, Act la u get so high for all the tests but then dun wana help me. Wtfh. And you said u were a slacker. Why did I believe you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, this 'friend' of mine got like 2nd highest for geog, and highest for maths, and he told me before getting the results that he was gona fail, just when i oso said that. The difference was, i screwed up, he didnt. B*OO*Y H*LL. You better scan me the specs and slims wksht. That's how a positive thing can change to a negative one. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed English and some other periods cos had to go present my Science RE presentation at SAJC. Well that's supposed to be positive rite? But den, I had to miss the first softball match of the season, against Cat High. And my tcher in charge is pissed with me. I could have played. Wah Fadhli, your life is darn screwed up man. So many ppl not happy with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened at SAJC, just presented for like 20 minutes and den went off. What a waste. And I saw that rugby field again. Haiyah, good times good times. But forcefully taken away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went back home, still thinking about the Homework I haven't done, open house script, maths ta coming up, and SPECS AND SLIMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys seem happy, but I ain't, at least not today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-1141719068556250026?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/1141719068556250026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=1141719068556250026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/1141719068556250026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/1141719068556250026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/05/positive-or-negative.html' title='Positive or Negative?'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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-1365733537023640085.post-6028185878118457861</id><published>2008-05-11T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:06:59.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blog at last.</title><content type='html'>Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I finally knew how to create a blog. Woohoo! It has been over more than 6 months since I have tried to learn how to. Man that's a bloody short time ah.xD well the good thing is, I did create one rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thks naz for helping me out in getting a tagboard (yep i'm slower than u. Make fun of me now la xD) and dini who helped me learn the basic things about blogging, way back last year. Haha I still haven't forgotten. Thks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyt I nidda do open house script first. I'll be ushering the parents around the school. Damn it why can't they bring themselves around? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue posting later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok mayb i was too lazy to continue to work on the blog and thats why it took so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1365733537023640085-6028185878118457861?l=letitallburn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/feeds/6028185878118457861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1365733537023640085&amp;postID=6028185878118457861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/6028185878118457861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1365733537023640085/posts/default/6028185878118457861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letitallburn.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-at-last.html' title='A blog at last.'/><author><name>The Gentleman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17753412142787435579</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>
