<?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-8817674999652393944</id><updated>2011-09-30T13:18:10.467-07:00</updated><category term='what i&apos;ve done?'/><category term='suck thumb la horzz'/><category term='you make me feel...'/><category term='options huh..'/><category term='you are so silly'/><category term='one walnut'/><category term='lost'/><category term='you leave me hanging on'/><category term='i volleyed'/><category term='i wonder wad was on your mind at the point in time'/><category term='out on your corner in the pouring rain'/><category term='i know i&apos;ll be ok though my skies are turning gray'/><category term='a day i&apos;ll 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term='one egg'/><category term='parallel lines and circles'/><category term='practice makes perfect'/><category term='where has my past gone?'/><category term='my first and last day of poly life. :) :('/><category term='im gone...'/><title type='text'>tell me about it</title><subtitle type='html'>i like what i do, i do what i like</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817674999652393944.post-2998038515563751433</id><published>2011-01-01T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T06:17:21.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just cant seem to get her out of my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's been ages, and i'm still thinking about her from time to time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im pretty sure the feeling aint mutual. her's prolly friendship. but mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont wanna do anything, for fear of embarrassment and sort of knowing wont work either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but keeping it unshared doesnt feel right either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she's just the girl that i will never ever get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-2998038515563751433?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/2998038515563751433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=2998038515563751433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2998038515563751433'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1068663761012513594?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1068663761012513594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1068663761012513594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1068663761012513594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1068663761012513594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/somehow-theres-this-feeling-growing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-2748297764465244583</id><published>2010-07-24T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:19:57.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>free preview of fireworks+fly pass again:D&lt;div&gt;excellent view from the platform i must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and damn, those pole dancers are... HAWT! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perk of the day and the rest of the rehearsals for sure! ftw:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-2748297764465244583?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/2748297764465244583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=2748297764465244583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2748297764465244583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2748297764465244583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/free-preview-of-fireworksfly-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-8004950980809446935</id><published>2010-07-20T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:39:35.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>; like an old abandoned house&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-8004950980809446935?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/8004950980809446935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=8004950980809446935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8004950980809446935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8004950980809446935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/like-old-abandoned-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-4874662162976212406</id><published>2010-07-10T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:31:04.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like expected, it was not the lost of control over your life, but rather, the lost of feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4874662162976212406?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/4874662162976212406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=4874662162976212406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4874662162976212406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4874662162976212406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/like-expected-it-was-not-lost-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3899585172825348515</id><published>2010-07-07T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T09:23:10.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Oh, tonight I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone, just wasting time&lt;br /&gt;No Friday movie nights&lt;br /&gt;Or romantic candle lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just having conversations&lt;br /&gt;With the thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;All I hear are angels crying&lt;br /&gt;Oh, won't they just sing instead&lt;br /&gt;It would be wrong for me to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl in my life&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk it out&lt;br /&gt;Or hold her when she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say she's my kind&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say that she's mine&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to tell her that&lt;br /&gt;I love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;More than life, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this won't do&lt;br /&gt;How is she doing?&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself I'm feeling swell&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm such a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could take it as a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;But you know I don't feel that way&lt;br /&gt;Who will take all this pain away?&lt;br /&gt;I know it's wrong for me to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl in my life&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk it out&lt;br /&gt;Or hold her when she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say she's my kind&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say that she's mine&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to tell her that&lt;br /&gt;I love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;More than life, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a sin&lt;br /&gt;Was the day I walked into the other side&lt;br /&gt;I would run back in&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't waste no time&lt;br /&gt;I know it's wrong for me to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl in my life&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk it out&lt;br /&gt;Or hold her when she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say she's my kind&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say that she's mine&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to tell her that&lt;br /&gt;I love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;More than life, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3899585172825348515?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3899585172825348515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3899585172825348515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3899585172825348515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3899585172825348515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-girl.html' title='that girl'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1783979566278401726</id><published>2010-07-05T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T06:45:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;whenever you needed help, i would try to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, just because you cant handle your life, you left me behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was the first to be laid off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was always doing sacrifices, even till that very last moment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did what was necessary, for your sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as the days go by and as more photos of you having fun without me keep pouring in, i really question myself if everything that i've done was worth anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, i come before you humbled. please give me strength to tide through this, by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1783979566278401726?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1783979566278401726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1783979566278401726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1783979566278401726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1783979566278401726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/whenever-you-needed-help-i-would-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1454295782760502473</id><published>2010-07-04T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T05:20:45.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1454295782760502473?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1454295782760502473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1454295782760502473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1454295782760502473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1454295782760502473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-were-as-one-babe-for-moment-in-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-4474561697658058248</id><published>2010-06-26T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T07:18:41.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;friends, friends, friends. all you care about is you, yourself, your fun and your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4474561697658058248?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817674999652393944.post-5305382240544510025</id><published>2010-05-17T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:36:56.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ya. im really sure he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; likes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;be blinded la horzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5305382240544510025?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5305382240544510025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5305382240544510025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5305382240544510025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5305382240544510025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/05/ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3822248825516761801</id><published>2010-05-11T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T05:06:07.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cant help to feel pessimistic at times.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Driving instructors are probably the worst ill mannered tutors in the whole of humankind, agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i say i dont understand, i really dont! stop shouting at me! come on. it's my first day riding this damn bike. if im that good, i wont need you ppl to teach me already. no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this ppl seriously needa chill for nut's sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you arent ready for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.. then how in any way are you ready for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the fact that no decision has been made till now, means the subject must weigh great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;significance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it's just like waiting for the bomb to be released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3822248825516761801?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3822248825516761801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3822248825516761801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3822248825516761801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3822248825516761801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/05/driving-instructors-are-probably-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7770757919598088276</id><published>2010-05-10T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:17:03.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;Somewhere there's speaking&lt;br /&gt;It's already coming in&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never could get it&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were fed it&lt;br /&gt;Now you're here and you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But under skinned knees and the skid marks&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you used to learn&lt;br /&gt;You howl and listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen and wait for the&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of angels who won't return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He's everything you want&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you need&lt;br /&gt;He's everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;He says all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But he means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone&lt;br /&gt;To put you together&lt;br /&gt;You're waiting for someone to push you away&lt;br /&gt;There's always another wound to discover&lt;br /&gt;There's always something more you wish he'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll just sit tight&lt;br /&gt;And watch it unwind&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're asking for&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;With all of your time&lt;br /&gt;It's only what you're waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the island&lt;br /&gt;Into the highway&lt;br /&gt;Past the places where you might have turned&lt;br /&gt;You never did notice&lt;br /&gt;But you still hide away&lt;br /&gt;The anger of angels who won't return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;He's everything you want&lt;br /&gt;He's everything you need&lt;br /&gt;He's everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;He says all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But he means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am everything you want&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you need&lt;br /&gt;I am everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;I say all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7770757919598088276?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7770757919598088276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7770757919598088276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7770757919598088276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7770757919598088276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/05/here-is-song-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-5117368835767688203</id><published>2010-05-09T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T02:31:22.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suck thumb la horzz'/><title type='text'>Dummy's Guide to relationships</title><content type='html'>hmm, i presume my blog's dead and people wont come here anymore? perfect. just needed some place to rant. well if you happen to be reading this, then you must be a real hardcore fan as i've not blogged since god knows when and everyone knows or at least thinks that wilson sum doesnt blog anymore. so thank you for visiting my blog for whatever reason:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i dont need to explain what im about to rant on but if you happen to have an eyesight of 1000 degrees and above and missed out on my title then i shall briefly tell you what it is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Dummy's guide to relationships, lesson 101: Why nice guys will lose out to cool guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i shall define what a nice guy is(based on my perception)&lt;br /&gt;nice guy: one who gives in all the time, always there when needed, willing to make sacrifices, loyal to his partner, caring, may not necessarily be good looking but his character makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now onto the cool guy: HANDSOME ,may not be loyal, may not be caring, may not be willing to make sacrifices, may not be there when needed, may not give in at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it seems to me that at this point the nice guy has an upper hand compared to the cool guy, but wait! being nice may not mean winning over that girl you have so longed to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos nice guys tend to be taken for granted. they selflessly make so many sacrifices, always die die try to be there for her, care for her, be loyal to her etc. to a point where she feels jaded and takes such acts of love as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas for the cool guys, they tend to be flirtatious, not that loyal, dont always care about the opposite gender's feelings and they cause a great deal of pain.&lt;br /&gt;but wait, he being an asshole actually plays to his advantage. why? he has just created something, absence. unlike the nice guy who is taken for granted, this ass here has made the girl want him badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird isnt it? you may be the most understanding, most loving, most caring, most loyal guy in this entire universe but somehow, somehow you still lost yr girl to a dog. you should appear on FML ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well being taken for granted is not the worst thing yet.&lt;br /&gt;what's worse? that will be being a substitute for the cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcos the girl is not always able to get the cool guy's attention and love and whatever fu**(oops sorry, forgotten to ask kids below the age of 18 to get the fu** out of here) she will turn to you to get them temporarily. So, when she's unable to get the cool guy, she'll just cling onto you to provide whatever she needs. but when the cool guy comes along, god knows where you have been thrown to. i dont even think google earth can track down your location. sad right? too bad. you just got owned in your face. that' life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now's the question i've been waiting to ask you...&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be a nice guy or a cool guy?&lt;br /&gt;do some math and you would know the answer huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5117368835767688203?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5117368835767688203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5117368835767688203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5117368835767688203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5117368835767688203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2010/05/dummys-guide-to-relationships.html' title='Dummy&apos;s Guide to relationships'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3363032614951600623</id><published>2009-07-23T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:37:26.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, not many people know about my life. well, im not saying that there are actually ppl dying to know. but oh well, it shall be my topic for today's post:) "WILSON's life. part 1"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is wilson sum like? as qouted from mark ho : "uhh.. from afar, he looks very mature, that's only if he does not opens his mouth" ouch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i suppose that there are SOME truth in it.(damn you mark) uh.. ya. im a fun loving guy. cant get serious at all. i hate being serious. it's not me. i love making ppl smile:) so its rather true, that im a child at times. if i ask mark for his opinion, he'll say "all the time" grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks. i'm not that childish! take a look at my face when i'm on the train, the bus, or anywhere when i'm alone. it's probably one of the blackiest shit you've ever seen. SEE! i can be serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, this totally matches what mark said about me" from afar, mature. open mouth... *toot*" arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to bed:(&lt;br /&gt;stupid post:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3363032614951600623?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3363032614951600623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3363032614951600623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3363032614951600623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3363032614951600623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmmm-not-many-people-know-about-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817674999652393944.post-4463736769380094889</id><published>2009-07-22T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:23:18.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, it's time to breathe some life into my blog. the last time i really blog was like.... last dec? whoa and it's like July now. &lt;div&gt;so what i've been up to lately if you ppl are wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) maybe a bit of tennis?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yadda yadda donkey kong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have been appearing online more often than usual cos i've got a new com:) what a lousy time to get one, (I SHOULD BE STUDYING NOW! NOT BLOGGING)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh... im quite surprised by myself that im actually taking my studies seriously. (oh no, the world is going to end... when has wilson taken something seriously?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides tennis:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i so wanna be a professional. screw it, i stuck with books instead. i want BALLS! tennis balls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzzzz. Oh, tml i'm going to attend a concert, and it'll be my first time watching sth at the esplande. (hmm, i think i just heard someone say im suay ku---&gt; dumb? not up to date? argh, who has a hokkien-english translator?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing the guys tml. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to mark( no alcohol for you) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, time to teleport back to my study table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4463736769380094889?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/4463736769380094889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=4463736769380094889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4463736769380094889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4463736769380094889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2009/07/alright-its-time-to-breathe-some-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1635575435119919021</id><published>2009-06-29T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:18:41.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really hope it isnt what im guessing. if it is. it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1635575435119919021?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1635575435119919021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1635575435119919021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1635575435119919021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1635575435119919021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-hope-it-isnt-what-im-guessing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3809653126003301682</id><published>2008-12-15T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:55:24.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='until your back here baby'/><title type='text'>when your're gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so bored. hence i shall blog about my tennis camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it wasnt suppose to be a grueling camp, but due to unforeseen cirucumstances, it was rather tough. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the weather was real nice to us, as it did not rain during court time except the last day when we were supposed to play mix doubles. but it dint really affect me as my partner was chun hsiang, a boy... hahaha. so much for MIXED doubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for ice breakers, the highlight would be the trust fall. everyone had to do it. it was nerve wrecking, worst then the high elements we did in ccab. well, there was no harness what so ever. it's kinda hard to psych yourself to fall backwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, nothing much happened on the first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh wait! i hate MONOPOLY! im like bloody sway can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whenever it is my turn, i step onto ppl's house and have to pay. mostly 2oo bucks plus plus plus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when ppl step on my house, they only pay 60. ( bradell and thompson road houses suck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or im at home. sian.zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ppl get chance, draw cards which let them collect money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i draw cards that were fines, checkup and worst still. " GO TO JAIL" walao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pay 5oo damn bucks to free parking to get out of jail, only to see zach step on free parking the next moment and walk away with my stash! I HATE MONOPOLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;apparently, zach claimed he saw a figure standing by the exit door in the smr at 3am. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was actually bill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i swear im never going to sleep with nat, bill or ervine or zach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bloody hell. when i was about to sleep, these ppl suddenly crept up to me and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you are... my fire... the one... desire..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yada yada donkey kong! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn it! idiots. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;horibble singing i must emphasize! back street boys are so embarrassed that they change their band name to "front alley girls"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we headed for sentosa the next day. and we sat the luge! and we did it F1 style! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone lined up behind each other and the girls were given handicap by starting in front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not looking down on girls but rather, being gentlemanly:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the first round, Jin was the first. crazy speed demon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, for the 2nd and final race, i decided to step up and not break at the bends. crazy idea! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i could feel my butt being lifted up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but well, it's worth the try since i got first! YAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we biked for an hour. 1st time doing a two sitter bike. and to my horror, the person at the back controls your sit. many a time, my butt shifted unwillingly thanks to my partner. grrr. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the boys then played beach soccer. was real tiring. and guess what, we had to head back to sch for court training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;played water polo after training and in the blink of an eye. it was sleeping time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, they guys dint sing today. lucky i thought, but guess what, it was farting spree for them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one by one, they came up to my face and release their toxic gases!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;assholes! real assholes! most notably zach's! it was bleeding loud and stinky! damn. im seriously not sleeping with them the during next camp:) hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the next day zoomed by too. went to jurong point right after camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(enjoyed every moment there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright, im getting tired. see you guys soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps. mark, caleb, nat, jm. lets have another meeting! real bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3809653126003301682?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3809653126003301682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3809653126003301682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3809653126003301682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3809653126003301682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-yourre-gone.html' title='when your&apos;re gone...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-392182080284282188</id><published>2008-12-10T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:20:17.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now that you are back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im gone...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;going for tennis camp tml. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so mia for 3 days 2 nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant find my swimming trunks! argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think my father took my by accident. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-392182080284282188?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/392182080284282188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=392182080284282188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/392182080284282188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/392182080284282188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-for-tennis-camp-tml.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7241434846692308415</id><published>2008-12-06T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:28:32.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get back soon...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arghh.. my bloody back hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've laid off from tennis for like 3 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos the pain is unbearable. dont even know why it's like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but after giving some thought to it. i think it's the quantum bomb which caused it to hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for those who do not know what a quantum bomb is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go to my facebook and look at the retards jumping into the water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well. life is boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but somehow, time is passing by so quickly. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's this nonsense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7241434846692308415?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7241434846692308415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7241434846692308415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7241434846692308415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7241434846692308415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/12/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-9184075166888293178</id><published>2008-11-15T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:51:31.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for your surprise anyway:)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright, blogging time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so ytd was fmps grad. nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup, was there with caleb, nat, jacon, yanling, joy and joyeyoyeyoyeyoy [ah! i remembered the last "y"] :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were more or less the facilitators cos we are the lau jiaos, or aka alumni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup, quite fun i must say:) jump, jump, jump. sing sing sing:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahha, the BGs. lol and &lt;em&gt;the camera &lt;/em&gt;(inside joke between me and caleb) welcome to macpherson sec! another inside joke:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya. drop dead tired by the time i got home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today morning had friendly with UWC. well, was supposed to be one of the earliest in sch, but in the end, i was the latest... why? ask the bus driver! he thinks he is bloody kimi raikonnen or alonso or sth. driving like F1. then he breaked out of nowhere (guess he realized he forgot to buy insurance for himself or sth), which cos me to lose my footing, and BAM!, there goes my wrist against the handle bar, which hurt like!##%$%#^%$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it already hurt before, but it was actually recovering, but xie xie ni uncle... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i had to get my butt home to get my wrist guard, which in turn cause me to be late. hmph:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now i know why there's only one driver in the F1 car, cos passengers lifes would be endangered!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luckily he dint think he was david blaine, if not he will start teleporting us to our destinations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, won 2 out of 3 matches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;overall ac won too:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yupyup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im super tired shall stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's not abt attracting unnecessary trouble. such problems come to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i do in fact trust that you can defend yrself and be on your fullest guard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but they appear at your door step even w/o you inviting them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;understand?:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;sorry for nagging.&lt;/span&gt; &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/8817674999652393944-9184075166888293178?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/9184075166888293178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=9184075166888293178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/9184075166888293178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/9184075166888293178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/11/alright-blogging-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1342685168537434257</id><published>2008-11-11T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T06:54:47.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one walnut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one egg'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey:) just catched up with caleb, joy and joyeyoyeyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. met at ikea. ate at anchor point food court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talked abt so many things, one regarding joy's back. apparently, she cant take cold stuff. cos it will affect her back. poor thing. she takes so many pills, it's kinda scary. so fatty asked, " er, how many pills do you take"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*picture this. joy puts her pills in this small little cute box which is divided into 4 sections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so joy replied," one corner(of the box), a day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;caleb's mind processed it as, " one walnut, one egg" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmmm... caleb hasnt change... haiz.. food food and MORE food! tsk tsk:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we went to secret recipe for dessert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poor joy yeo cant eat cheese:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and joy sim cant eat cold stuff ( one walnut, one egg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i settled for choc, fudge, or was it mud cake, arghhh wadever la, all chocolate, no diff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and OH! must try their new item, *&lt;em&gt;additional scoop&lt;/em&gt;, which is on the last page!* :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and from time to time, joy sim took pics, apparently using caleb and i as backgrounds. tsk tsk :( hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to caleb. hahaha you got riped off for your supposedly exotic, 100% pure jolly shandy apple drink... its just zapple!:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup, we then hopped over to ikea to check out some stuff for natty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, had fun giggling at stupid stuffs with fatty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweets that look real wrong:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i think i need to check up on my brain... somehow i process things differently from others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"inverted loser" for chicken wings... hmmm, i seriously think i need help :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get well, mr pai ka. aka mark ho... LOSER! lol kidding. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1342685168537434257?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1342685168537434257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1342685168537434257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1342685168537434257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1342685168537434257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-just-catched-up-with-caleb-joy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-2400415493271129597</id><published>2008-11-09T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:00:50.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathe some air into me will you?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;davydenko beats tsonga, 6-7, 6-4, 7-6(7-0) whooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;zachary and his dad beat chun hsiang and i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;booooooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey! to those ppl going for the tennis clinic, rmb it start 4-6pm tml, monday 9 nov!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope for good weather or else we'll be stuck in the badminton hall. arghh( more work for the logistics site, arhhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, have been slacking and my tummy's getting fatter by the day. walao. damn sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im so damn thin everywhere but not my tummy! why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and everyone on facebook is asking me if im attached. argh.. stupid relationship status. retarded la. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am as bored as a board, which has no life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-2400415493271129597?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/2400415493271129597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=2400415493271129597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2400415493271129597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2400415493271129597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/11/davydenko-beats-tsonga-6-7-6-4-7-67-0.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6100136550803067414</id><published>2008-10-27T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T04:17:24.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;holidays are here! but why the hell are chinese textbooks  lying on my table? grrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yup, besides studying for chinese a level, there's really nth to do besides tennis,tennis,tennis,tennis. hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but im loving it, so no complains:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just wished that singapore had more areas to sitesee:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kinda boring to always go to town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pw sucks. (i like my group) but seriously pw is a pain in the ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid pw examiner said i acted cute and at times irritating. like WTP?! chao chee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wtv.(hahah, i learnt this from choon min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wo xian zai yao du hua wen. zai jian! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6100136550803067414?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6100136550803067414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6100136550803067414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6100136550803067414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6100136550803067414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/10/holidays-are-here-but-why-hell-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-8637781829867073853</id><published>2008-09-30T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T04:52:03.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holland, a good place for education</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey everyone:) my last paper is on friday! yay (damn i sound so kiddish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. had chinese paper today. during the course of the paper, there were some weird loud noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i swear gozilla was in singapore! the floor shook every 5 minutes or so, echoed by a "boooom" that came from the left side of the badminton hall. i wanted to get out of my seat and run out! (oh im serious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so much for being a wuss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took a plane with nat, jm and fernando to holland:) and went to our fave. fast food since sec sch. BK! (not &lt;strong&gt;bak kua&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was talking about my pw teacher, mr lim, who pass away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and nat suddenly talked abt this actor who died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then came fernando who told us of another person who died. ( im like, what the hell. since when were we comparing how many ppl we knew, died?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jm was feeling the pressure as he did not know anyone who died. then he suddenly said:" W.C DIED"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i swear, that was the loudest "wtf" i ever said in public! sorry newtown:) (inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and jm asked why arent there many young kids appearing on the obituaries. fernando was like: "thats good wad" hahaha. jm got jacked. well, being a nice guy, i explained to jm the reason unlike evil nando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well simple. they appeared on kid central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it snowing? suddenly very cold.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh. and we thought of ways to con BK:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna get a refund for chicken tenders&lt;/strong&gt;? eat 1 of them and put a french fry into the box. and scold the aunty for only giving you 5. or if you like, eat all of them and put 6 french fries back:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna get a refund for your coke?&lt;/strong&gt; drink it half way, and add considerable amounts of ketchup and bbq sauce before adding water:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm. i feel like im running a cheat code site. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEAT CODES for : Final BKasy 2.1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see. i told you. holland is a good place to educate yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see you ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-8637781829867073853?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/8637781829867073853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=8637781829867073853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8637781829867073853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8637781829867073853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/09/holland-good-place-for-education.html' title='holland, a good place for education'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-253126738508046203</id><published>2008-09-20T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:13:56.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='options huh..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry everyone. my blog has been quite dead recently. dont have time. (guess need to buy more watches so got more time) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyday just study. dont even have to time to smell my armpit:( ya. but it's real stoopid. when i feel like doing sth besides studying, i feel guilty, the feeling sucks la. have not touched my racket for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. next week is the start of promos. all e best everyone. ( i think i should wish myself too, i need luck the most) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tags: and ya. just realized i scared all the professional sports players. hahaha. besides usain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cong: happy? i blogged already :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good luck wilson. (siao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mark and caleb! meet up after promos k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-253126738508046203?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/253126738508046203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=253126738508046203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/253126738508046203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/253126738508046203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-8746596883473650669</id><published>2008-08-26T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T05:30:03.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parallel lines and circles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey... math test was shit la. study so much, in the end still get owned. zzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im having a stupid fever, apparently there's this lump behind my mouth which disappears and comes out of nowhere again. i feel like it's playing hide and seek with my tongue "-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml got training. wonder how i will survive. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teachers day on friday. yes! one day less of hell in school. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time to meet up fatty and hohoho and gang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-8746596883473650669?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/8746596883473650669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=8746596883473650669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8746596883473650669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8746596883473650669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-5491775825922582676</id><published>2008-08-02T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:52:57.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is for you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This time,This place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Misused, Mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Too long, Too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who was I to make you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just one breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just in case there's just one left'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause you know, you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me and you'll never go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On my knees, I'll ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last chance for one last dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause with you, I'd withstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd give it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd give for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Give anything but I won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you know, you know, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you know, you know, you know I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause I needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I forgive you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So keep breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause I'm not leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5491775825922582676?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5491775825922582676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5491775825922582676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5491775825922582676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5491775825922582676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-timethis-place-misused-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3429188821073099608</id><published>2008-08-02T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T09:01:51.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isnt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s yours is yours. what isnt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i ought to get this off my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know, all these while, my heart has been aching. to see you like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all this time while watching you, you always gave me insecurity. it's like you dont even care anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what has happened? care to share? you are not the person i once knew. it really pains me to see you like that. i hate that i love you so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;federer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. do you know, all these times while watching you on cable tv. you always gave me insecurity(when you play against nadal) it's like you dont even care about your game anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what has happened? care to share? you are not the federer i once knew. it really pains me to see you like that. are you satisfied with world number 2? i really hope you do clinch back the no.1 spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hate that i love you so, federer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;damn NADAL... argh... my heart aches for federer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this post is gay! arghhhhhh... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3429188821073099608?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3429188821073099608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3429188821073099608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3429188821073099608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3429188821073099608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-ought-to-get-this-off-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1245928337712123685</id><published>2008-07-31T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T05:33:33.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s my next step?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i finally blogged:x sorry arh, my butt was stuck in the toilet bowl, that's why couldnt blog:)&lt;br /&gt;well, life has been hectic. though tennis training is reduced to once a week:( but i got other commitments, such as practice sessions for Fairfield's founders day on monday. wa. must brace myself for another round of blushing on stage :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd had tennis training. 3-6pm. i learnt my mistake, which is to bring a cap! the sun was so freaking hot, even my shoes were hot! (stupid la. go buy black shoes for what?)&lt;br /&gt;and i can say, almost the whole boys team got murdered. by who? no its by what. so what is it? a tennis CAN! believe it or not?! ya. we are a bunch of weaklings. better work harder boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! i finally did well for a test. weeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1245928337712123685?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1245928337712123685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1245928337712123685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1245928337712123685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1245928337712123685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-time-since-i-finally-bloggedx.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6806456034156152858</id><published>2008-07-15T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:13:41.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just realized that there are more girls than guys in my class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ratio is like 3:1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no wonder i look like a pimp. every time around 6-7 girls. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this is an apology to guys out there if ive offended you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~er.. srr. sorrrrry. woo.. would you pls.. forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u.. u. you know.. when i .. i grow up... i wan. awana be a tax tax taxi dri. driver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life is so mundane. school. study. homework. sleep. school. study. homework. sleep. sian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me check my time table... oh! it says &lt;em&gt;sleep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so... see you suckers! ( i wonder who's the sucker here) ( yar totally agree!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6806456034156152858?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6806456034156152858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6806456034156152858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6806456034156152858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6806456034156152858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-realized-that-there-are-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3818670908931409778</id><published>2008-06-18T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:04:13.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out on your corner in the pouring rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont mind spending everyday'/><title type='text'>confucious say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just realized that some things in life are similar to a tennis match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;many a time, ppl become nervous before a match. they are nervous about their performance, worried about the expectations and most importantly, afraid that they will lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but really, no one wants to go into the match thinking that they will ultimately lose. they want to win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this brings me back to my point. there are many obstacles in life. these obstacles in the future tend to hold you back and make you indecisive. but if you are going to worry and not do a thing, life will not have meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you are given the chance now, seize it. dont think about the failures that lie ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if it fails, move on. in anyways, life will ultimately come to an end, but does that mean that there is no more meaning to live? No. same applies to the little things tat happen in &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most importantly, we should just cherish whatever we have now and enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after all, &lt;em&gt;winning the match&lt;/em&gt; is a bonus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3818670908931409778?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3818670908931409778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3818670908931409778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3818670908931409778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3818670908931409778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/06/confucious-say.html' title='confucious say...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3502854454414577035</id><published>2008-06-11T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T02:15:09.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my senses fail only when...'/><title type='text'>3rd week of holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today, it really felt like holiday cos i dint touch my homework at all! yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not feeling guilty at all cos i guess this is what we should be doing! why bother calling it holiday if we are going to mug everyday? but oh well, cant afford to do &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;everyday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, went to collect my specs with kat, before baking cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cookies are delicious! hmm mmm! hahaha. credits to kat of course :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. life is so clear after i got my new specs. heh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with my new specs i can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make out fatty chngs' figure from a far! woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;copy answers in tests. woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flag the right bus down. woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;differentiate a tennis ball from a pear. woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;look at pretty gal, from a far. &lt;em&gt;ehem&lt;/em&gt;. meow. woots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3502854454414577035?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3502854454414577035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3502854454414577035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3502854454414577035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3502854454414577035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/06/3rd-week-of-holidays.html' title='3rd week of holidays'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817674999652393944.post-7814082691120250676</id><published>2008-06-01T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:06:51.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i&apos;ve done?'/><title type='text'>holidays?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its the 2nd week of holidays. guess i must have a time table. rahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so much things to do. well homework and revision aside(which i have not started), i also want to work out. going gym tml with nat before he flies away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;need to beef up. sometimes, i've got the feeling that i'll be blown away by the wind. so yup. to the GYM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;besides that. i also wanna work on some of my tennis strokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i needa get a flat serve! and i need to work on serving and volleying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(oops. shall stop talking abt tennis. CONG YI! SEE? I LISTENED TO YOU!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh. there's really nth to do besides tt. oh well. guess i can get some company from mark and fatty's hse. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. CONGRATS to Mr Tan and Ms liang on getting married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aww. mark... if only ming hui was younger!) lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im signing off. need to tend to stupid cuts on my heels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7814082691120250676?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7814082691120250676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7814082691120250676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7814082691120250676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7814082691120250676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays.html' title='holidays?'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1654510767883393928</id><published>2008-05-26T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T09:11:52.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you leave me hanging on'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will be away kayaking in the sea the next two days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, sure get chao tar. pray for safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till thursday. it is row row row yr boat, gently down the sea... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1654510767883393928?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1654510767883393928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1654510767883393928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1654510767883393928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1654510767883393928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/05/will-be-away-kayaking-in-sea-next-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7265491288628611718</id><published>2008-05-17T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T07:50:02.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat and ugly. u arent.'/><title type='text'>beat it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol. im addicted to the song beat it by FOB and john mayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. ytd was a depressing day. 4-1.. it was so close.. oh well, life needs to continue. i swear to avenge my lost next year. as for my short term goal, i'll take sajc as my outlet for venting frustrations. you guys better buy insurance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh.. weng cheong is away in thailand. sawadicup! cup cup cup cup cup cup cup... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when weng cheong is away. the whole family goes out to play! ya. except me :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mummy is like out enjoying herself, so is sis. and here i am stuck at home.. and BURNT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid sun. why so bright? do you know i almost died? and you gave me a fright in the night. make sure you repay me with sprite! or i'll fight you with all my might and make sure you lose some dendrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shit la. wad the pong did i just type...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for those who cant stand my rhyme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you please forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you.. you know.. when i grow up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna be a taxi driverrrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arghh. CHAO TAR!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, but maybe i did go out and play when weng cheong is away :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7265491288628611718?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7265491288628611718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7265491288628611718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7265491288628611718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7265491288628611718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/05/beat-it.html' title='beat it'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-5840448702609044457</id><published>2008-05-15T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:28:14.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice makes perfect'/><title type='text'>it's now or never..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml, ACJC tennis boys are going to put everything on the line. the stakes are high. the odds are against us. but with self belief, we will pull through as a team. we will! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my first ever semi finals match.. the feeling is just so unbelievable. to be able to play for the college, it's the most honourable thing tt can happen. tml is the day we will show what a true AC warrior is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;extracted from marc's speech: " we go out there like OWN the courts. the net, the baseline, we own them! no one is going to take that from us. Any complacency that they have within them, we make them pay! there's no backing down, we will fight! for the j2s, tml is the last semi finals appearance, after this, we will not be stepping foot on these grounds anymore. for the j1s, you will have to wait another year to get back here. the time has come where we avenged our semi finals lost last year. so show me what a true AC warrior has within him! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hell ya. im so gonna put in my very best effort. i remember my promise that i made at the very top of oldam wing. ( i will not let anyone down, i will play my very best and whatever the outcome, i will be able to hold my head up high)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the best is yet to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5840448702609044457?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5840448702609044457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5840448702609044457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5840448702609044457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5840448702609044457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-now-or-never.html' title='it&apos;s now or never..'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7459405468980973586</id><published>2008-05-07T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T06:09:09.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my plan was ruined by a factor. thanks so much'/><title type='text'>two days more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was match day against HCJC. won 4-1. getting pumped up for friday's match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. its rjc we are up against. haha. its gonna be a tough fight. better buy insurance to keep myself safe. hmm, rjc is real strong. their first 11 players are singapore's top 11 players! whoohoo. but i dont give a damn. the ball is round and we are so not going to give up without a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guys remember: its not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im tired. im drained. i cant think. i cant function. tennis is the only thing getting my mind off everything else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7459405468980973586?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7459405468980973586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7459405468980973586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7459405468980973586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7459405468980973586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-days-more.html' title='two days more'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3312945837010182294</id><published>2008-05-05T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T06:19:59.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wonder wad was on your mind at the point in time'/><title type='text'>sumday(aka monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boys played SRJC today. total score: 4-1 (no more 5-0 rampage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st singles: nich tan: 9-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd singles: levu: 9-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st doubles: aaron &amp;amp; chun hsiang: err. i dunno the score! lol but its a win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2nd doubles : marc &amp;amp; i: 9-0 (yay! &gt;&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd singles: zach: 7-9 (was real close man. but he did us proud. he was against someone real solid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;playing hua chong jc on wednesday and raffles on friday. whoohoo. adrenaline rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. rushed back skool after my match. all say share cab. then at the end pangseh! idiots.lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took a photo of nathanael's nostrils by accident! lol retarded.. and my dad doesnt work at the construction side! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, went back home with _ (pss. i contacted the 200 bus uncle and ask him to drive slowly :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;saw zestin at jurong library. quite nice of him to wake me up from lala land and notify me that i will be alighting soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, enough said. gotta do my maths tutorials if not i'll end up going for dc. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 days and counting to the day where we give it our all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3312945837010182294?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3312945837010182294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3312945837010182294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3312945837010182294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3312945837010182294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/05/sumdayaka-monday.html' title='sumday(aka monday)'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-8661972127279752008</id><published>2008-04-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T06:56:35.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just realized i have been MIAed for quite sumtime(sometime)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today both boys and girls tennis teams won their matches against innova jc and yishun jc respectively, and we are progressing to our 2nd group stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can feel the tension building. its like time is running short and im still not there yet. it sucks to have a bad day on the courts, as every second is precious out there. talkin about bad days. marc and i lost to u-jin and calvin 9-5. its gettin hard to swallow down losses. (and i got sucker-punched by marc's service in the head. dont blame him though. needed to wake up, but ouch!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no training till saturday. guess i wont be able to sit still for 2 days w/o touching my rackets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml is a holiday. guess i'll just &lt;em&gt;relax one corner.. smoking~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you are sad and you know it smack a fren*clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-8661972127279752008?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/8661972127279752008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=8661972127279752008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8661972127279752008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8661972127279752008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-realized-i-have-been-miaed-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-4070002488619318717</id><published>2008-04-16T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T06:31:16.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i know i&apos;ll be ok though my skies are turning gray'/><title type='text'>come on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hi all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had my second inter school tennis match today at TJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;won 5-0! yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;singles 1: levu 9-0 (his first match! go vietnam!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;singles 2: nicholas 9-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;singles 3: zachary 9-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubles 1: marc and i 9-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubles 2: nat and kieth 9-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. both doubles team could have done better. but overall, it was fine. got used to playing away matches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml got training at ccab again from 8-11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at night going jacon's hse to celebrate his bday. his hse is so far! sian. sure get mrt/bus lag by the time i travel there. arghh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i see your smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears roll down my face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant replace...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;use me as you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i know i'll be ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;redjumpsuitapparatus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4070002488619318717?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/4070002488619318717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=4070002488619318717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4070002488619318717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4070002488619318717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/come-on.html' title='come on!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-4602961604600582556</id><published>2008-04-16T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:05:12.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup, both male and female tennis teams won their matches 5-0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a good start indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i guess there's lots more to work on, esp my doubles. i needa shorten my back swing and be more agressive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tml got vball match against tampines jc. hope it will also be a win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;real tired. be it mentally, physically, spiritually and even emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its real tough to have to face all this shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;theres studies to cope with, next my sports. and other aspects of my life is equally just as  screwed up. things just arent going my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4602961604600582556?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/4602961604600582556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=4602961604600582556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4602961604600582556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4602961604600582556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/victory.html' title='victory'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-2953634614886195794</id><published>2008-04-14T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T08:59:50.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you alone is sufficient'/><title type='text'>time flies by..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the clock is ticking real fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;less than two days away. the biggest "career" in our whole jc life is going to begin(that's how josh puts it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup, its what we all have been anticipating.. the a div tennis season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;playing against NJC on home ground. although its home ground, i somehow dont find it less stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having a home crowd cheering you on ( if there is) is a double edged sword.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it can either motivate you more, or stress you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. whatever the case, im still going to do my best, though i feel im still unprepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with or without supporters, it aint going to hold the acjc team back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though we may not be as strong as our previous batches. its the believe that we have that will bring us through. and i do believe that finals is within our reach. well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the best is yet to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-2953634614886195794?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/2953634614886195794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=2953634614886195794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2953634614886195794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2953634614886195794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-flies-by.html' title='time flies by..'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-2291805831287691206</id><published>2008-04-12T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T10:42:11.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope.'/><title type='text'>just bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.24 am. what am i still doin online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, today hasnt been a very productive day for me. went out for training at ccab in morning. played doubles. won 9-6. satisfied? kinda. but can be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;came back right after training. slept like a pig. and here i am blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i really wonder. am i up to it? its the a levels. and yet, im not doing much about it. will i be able to promote? i dunno. but at this rate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my very first a div. tennis match starts on this coming wed. am i up to it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive been asking this question for sometime. and i really do doubt my abilities at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the only thing that keeps me going is the team. i tell myself. i cant lose. cos i'll let the rest down. i tell myself. if i have to dive for the ball. i will. but. will this be sufficient to bring the team to the finals. i really hope it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next week will definitely be the most hectic week of my life. trainings after trainings. i just hope my knee can sustain. tests are coming up too. perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;conclusion. im pretty much screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-2291805831287691206?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/2291805831287691206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=2291805831287691206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2291805831287691206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2291805831287691206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-bored.html' title='just bored..'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6555510254405153233</id><published>2008-04-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:43:12.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collide'/><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whoo. wad a day it was today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, firstly, Happy Birthday to my Mother! may she live to a ripe old age and at 100 years of age, i'll still be able to see her blow the candles. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, i actually planned for a bouqet of roses to be sent to my mummy's office today. but to my horror, my mum took leave! argh. so this is where the story begins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after lunching at acsi, me and _ went to my mum's office. (haha, the bus ride there was.. quiet?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, we alighted and walked a distance. _ just couldnt walk straight.. hmm. wonder why. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got to my mum's office and i went into her office. her staff was kinda shocked as i just barged in. ( hahah, must have thought my mum came back to catch u slacking arh!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, left the place as fast as i could. and there i went carrying a bouqet of roses on one hand and _ on my other side. (sure felt weird)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;headed for staff club where we settled down( i dint pang seh you ok!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;supposedly doing homework, but i guess chatting was too tempting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so it was just yadder yadder donkey kong from 5 plus to 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we decided to leave when the rain subsided. walked _ to the bus stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and yeah, thanks for embarrassing me countless time. grr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;_ left and so did i. on the bus home, lots of bangra workers stared at me. tsk. (never seen such pretty flowers i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, it sure is funny to hold a bouqet of flowers, walking around with _ when its not valentine's day. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but all in all. it was a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont worry too much k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u ought to rest. we'll solve this together. no point panicking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6555510254405153233?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6555510254405153233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6555510254405153233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6555510254405153233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6555510254405153233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7975446563772084375</id><published>2008-04-03T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T05:35:52.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you make me feel...'/><title type='text'>a nice day for tennis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today the tennis teams had friendly matches at temasek poly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;met up with matthew at abt 825, who drove us(glenn, jacqueline and elizabeth) to TP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on the way... haha, matthew blasted emo. songs on the car. super funny to hear him sing. but ya. it kinda made me emo and dampen a little bit of my fighting spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;therefore, pls! no emo songs before a match! damn it. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the line up and score for today was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;singles one: nicholas tan. win 9-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;singles two:zachary. win 9-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubles one: marc and wilson. win 9-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubles two: nathaniel and keit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;h. win 9-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup! we won all our matches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but my match got off to a shaky start. as usual, marc and i werent playing our very best tennis. but yup. somehow from 3-5 down, win won 6 games in a roll to close out the match. phew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that, it pissed down like shit. and we all got drenched. bill still wanted to play when it started drizzling. argh..( still say passing cloud.. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, the guys team later went to siglap to eat the famous "MEE POK"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wa... damn nice la. the chilli is fantastic. i perspired like hell and i think i had a swollen mouth after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(next time for warm ups, i think just eat mee pok can already :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, went back home via mrt. and slept all the way till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sian. got tutorials to do. gtg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7975446563772084375?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7975446563772084375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7975446563772084375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7975446563772084375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7975446563772084375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/nice-day-for-tennis.html' title='a nice day for tennis'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-9087117165401455521</id><published>2008-04-03T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:24:55.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you are so silly'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mr owyong, mr lim, mr ganesan and robert came to acjc today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. we ex fairsians or aka lau jiaos, are being called back to join in to form the fmss's crest on saturday. its meant to become a genuiness( how to spell? lol) world record. haha. lets just hope&lt;em&gt;  I &lt;/em&gt;dont screw it up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, its 13 days to competition. how do i feel? i feel like jelly. wa. i feel as though i lost both my hind limbs. but seriously, super motivated la. just hope my other team mates get back their drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i woke up late today. shit man. had to trouble my dad to fetch me to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, but i realize one thing: my dad shld really take part in F1 racing. he drives as though... never mind, im just glad my mum applied insurance for both me and my dad. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had swim pe today too. kinda fun, watching chun hsiang struggle was super funny. woots. didnt mean to be evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh man, i miss mark ho and fatty chng. shit. this post has become gay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time to stop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-9087117165401455521?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/9087117165401455521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=9087117165401455521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/9087117165401455521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/9087117165401455521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/04/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1629253037342070518</id><published>2008-04-02T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:48:18.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://redsports.sg/2007/03/13/catholic-high-sweep-both-south-zone-volleyball-titles/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://redsports.sg/2007/03/13/catholic-high-sweep-both-south-zone-volleyball-titles/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i read this article, it reminds me of the lowest days in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, to all fmss vballers who are still playing, please, train hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it sucks to lose. and it has scared me for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1629253037342070518?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1629253037342070518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1629253037342070518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1629253037342070518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1629253037342070518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-5883446379352803779</id><published>2008-03-29T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T09:36:21.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i guess im too late. its taken.'/><title type='text'>hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since ages i last blogged. well. today was fun o rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fun? i dunno? just damn tired. marshalling duty at fmss was damn boring. watched e BB boys marched around the parade square for 1hr30 minutes before returning to ac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to celebrate marc's birthday (tennis captain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eeew. it was the worst treatment i've seen given to a birthday boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, everything was normal at first. but once the birthday song was over, someone from nowhere threw a plate of spaghetti right at him. well, thanks to the march camp, marc's reaction must have gotten faster cos, he managed to dodge most of the flying projectiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he definitely couldnt escape from evil Aaron's clutches (vice cap... tsk.) if i m not wrong, aaron, bill, nat and keith took each one of marc's limbs and then carried him towards the Green HELL( the rubbish chute). hovering above the pile of shit, they dropped him in. ouch. after that they slammed the top shut and pushed the chute underneath the stairs so the poor fellow couldnt get out. aiyo. luckily my bday is in jan, whereby most ppl forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, later on when around the campus, moving between the games and food stall. and who knows when, it was time to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, had dinner later on at vivo. was kinda random. started making the "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot" noise for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and after that, we went to the sky garden where we took stoopid photos. one which involves jing ming... ehem... never mind, (i must spare a thought for those underage kids reading my blog) lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, nat was kinda emo most of the time. i understand why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. cheer up. its just a volleyball alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need to sleep. zzzzzZZzzzZZZzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5883446379352803779?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5883446379352803779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5883446379352803779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5883446379352803779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5883446379352803779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey.html' title='hey.'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6153390823193933594</id><published>2008-03-09T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:19:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a day it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to fmss at around 9am to help train boys and gals. it was good to have abel coming back for training. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was there till 6 pm before meeting up with the council clique for dinner together with Ms Ng. met up with Joy Sim/Joy Yeo/Nat/Eunice/ and Fion before taking bus 74 to sunset way, our destination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but something happened on the bus which kinda spoiled my mood.and here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my ez link card ran out of money, so i used coins. being in outside clothes, i guess the bus driver would wanna confirm my identity. so i asked(in chinese):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wilson: erm, xu yao kan wo the ka ma?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bus driver: fei hua&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wilson( pissed off with him, took out my card and said) Student!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bus driver( with a sickening face and tone) TAB la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wilson: tabbed the card&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;machine: tsk tsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then my ticket came out. upon collecting my ticket, i said KP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the bus driver heard me so did some other passengers. but i couldnt be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wa. damn pissed off la. i'm very sure if the bus driver talked to me in a nicer tone, i would definitely been more than happy to produce the card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just because you bus drivers have more "protection" ever since the the chinese high boy who punched the bus driver incident, doesnt mean you can boss ppl around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya. i agree that i lost my cool. but come on. thats not the way to talk to passengers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well. onto the dinner. (i guess i had to let out all my steam in order for the food to fill my stomach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dinner was great. majority of the ppl turned up and they were: Joy yeo/Joy sim/nat/jm/fiona/fion/eunice/abel/mark/caleb/brian/jocelyn koh/julia foo and Ms Ng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and btw, this wasnt just a session to meet up. it was initated to also celebrate the March baby birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, everyone was too full to gobble down any cake, but all in all, it was a real great time catching up with everyone of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to Joy Yeo and Joy Sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday in advance to Caleb and Jocelyn Koh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and thanks guys! thanks for making the effort to come down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. tml is a long day once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i've yet to have my photo taking with eleanor. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yups. looking forward to a new day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i shall end here! byeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6153390823193933594?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6153390823193933594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6153390823193933594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6153390823193933594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6153390823193933594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/03/weeeee.html' title='weeeee'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-8201377083172306587</id><published>2008-03-09T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T07:14:39.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days 2 nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before i start blogging, i would like to congraulate a person, and he is... ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;congrats for surviving the tennis camp which was held from friday till 7pm sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this has been the most tiring camp i've ever went for yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. the schedule is something like this: tennis breakfast tennis tennis tennis tennis gym tennis lunch tennis tennis tennis swimming tennis tennis tennis dinner tennis tennis tennis shower sleep. tennis... and the whole cycle repeats itself the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yup. i so surprised i'm actually sitting of my cpu, blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. overall, it was really a good camp, and the boys team definitely grown stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. its the start of holidays. guess its time for catching up with my tutorials and lecture notes. shit! why did i pon skool at jjc. argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nites everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking forward to tml, got photo taking session! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and oh. ex councillors(2007) tml got meet up dinner. if u dont know anything, pls call me! see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-8201377083172306587?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/8201377083172306587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=8201377083172306587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8201377083172306587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/8201377083172306587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-days-2-nights.html' title='3 days 2 nights'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-357805871376030913</id><published>2008-03-03T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:21:18.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny!</title><content type='html'>hey ppl. here's a short post.&lt;br /&gt;i'm posted to 1SC8 in acjc. but i should be transfering to another class as i changed my combinations. :(&lt;br /&gt;well, nothing much happened in school, except for me staining my uniform with curry! argh. i hate white uniforms... damn! thats why i still love fmss's uni. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lectures and contact time, i raced back to fmss to catch the bus heading towards CCAB. was going to watch the bboys play against Victoria Sec. what the shit! the bus was damn small la! my butt could easily take up 3 seats. ahyo. how can treat old boys like that!? tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the bus was travelling towards bukit timah area. being bored. we decided to be alert and try to spot Mas Selamat. lol! found no shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching CCAB, mark and i went for some prata to satisfy our stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;and then... it was time for some vball match! wee!&lt;br /&gt;well, boys won the first set 25-21. and dunno why, we switched court.&lt;br /&gt;this time i was seated with a bunch of girly cboys on my left and eleanor tgt with the cgals on my right.&lt;br /&gt;being curious as to why, only some cgals came, i asked our dear fren who was beside me...&lt;br /&gt;wilson: where's the rest?&lt;br /&gt;eleanor: ( whispered sth to jianping)&lt;br /&gt;and within a few seconds, they all burst out laughing! i seriously thought someone injected laughing gas into them.&lt;br /&gt;i asked eleanor wad happened and she said:&lt;br /&gt;"do you know what i thought you said?"&lt;br /&gt;me: no?&lt;br /&gt;eleanor: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thought you asked me where are my breasts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! omgbbqlolrofl!&lt;br /&gt;ahyo. kids these days... i wonder what they learn at school... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eleanor eleanor, how to pass listening comprehension like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;then throughout the 2nd set. eleanor and jp keep on laughing at boys from twss.&lt;br /&gt;and i added i couldnt see one of them due to the contrasting jersey colour.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and i had a bunch of gals who cant shout for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but all in all. it was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;weeee...&lt;br /&gt;boys wont 2nd set 25-18 anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. it looks like it was a long post. wahahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-357805871376030913?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/357805871376030913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=357805871376030913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/357805871376030913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/357805871376030913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny.html' title='funny!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-916591731351046254</id><published>2008-02-21T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:51:02.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first and last day of poly life. :) :('/><title type='text'>what a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyo! today was my first, and also my last day of poly life! it sure felt great to be loitering about orchard while kids of my age go to school! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well. i woke up at 12pm, and went to meet mark as well as sihui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;caught up with mark first, as sihui was LATE! lol. bought tickets for Kungfu dunk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its quite a nice show. jay chou makes lots of funny faces and noises. sometimes he looks a little spastic.( woots. i'm sure i offended a lot of girls by saying such a thing. hehe) haha. but all in all, it was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pss. thanks for treating famous amos, sihui! lol ( that was a make up for being late!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after the movie, we went window walking. went around where sihui &lt;strong&gt;wanted &lt;/strong&gt;to go. mark and i sure felt like bodyguards for her. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went far east, wisma, and taka too. wa... sure covered lots of places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, of course mark and i, being boys, dint really like walking. so... we decided to "jack" sihui with whatever she said or did. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me give examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sihui: (while trying out high heels) wa! i cant balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wilson: you cant balance? well, there's always NEW BALANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eg2: sihui: how do you all find this cardigan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mark: i like the "car" but not the "digan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eg3: sihui: wa... i cant find any heels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wilson: well, if u cant find "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" find "mountains"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol. well, who wouldnt be pissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we left orchard around 7pm for queensway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to ABC market to have some food. while eating, we chatted abt lots of stuffs, esp ghosts! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left for home around 9 plus, sending sihui back home before i cabbed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;phew... sure was fun. thanks guys! u guys sure are great! all the best in the routes you take!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;signing off now. take care, every fren i know out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-916591731351046254?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/916591731351046254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=916591731351046254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/916591731351046254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/916591731351046254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-day.html' title='what a day!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-901026345488509399</id><published>2008-02-20T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:56:26.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heeeeeey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its 1.44am and im still awake. haha. i ve no school... got posted to NYP, so... its holiday for me! yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, life is kinda aimless for me. let me give you some examples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like sniping ppl without a scope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like going trekking w/o a compass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like hunting for a treasure w/o a map.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like... WHAT the shit am i writing? lol ya you get the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya. lydia SUM died! someone who shares the same sir name as me! ayeeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;zzzzzZZzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm. i just realized that if i save $1 a day. by the end of the year... i would have $365 dollars! cool right!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i have something important to tell everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even if you get the best gel/ wax or the best barber to style your hair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its useless if you are bald!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what the shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-901026345488509399?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/901026345488509399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=901026345488509399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/901026345488509399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/901026345488509399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1936425133378534204</id><published>2008-02-17T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T07:17:39.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoohoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey guys! blogging time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday was a super tiring yet fun filled day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;usual tennis and vball training lasted from 10-5pm. wah.. after that, i was in great discomfort man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ehem. shall not elaborate on wad kind of pain though. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway...after training, i went to jacon's house together with shuyi, robin choo and allicia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the first thing we did was to offer oranges to jacon! and everyone greeted him loudly by saying, "happy new year!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i decided not to be so conventional so i shouted "GONG HEI FARK CHOY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (ya. it wasnt intentional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. wadeva. the guys wanted to play tennis so we went to the tennis court. i somehow think my senses are failing me. u see, when i first saw the tennis court, i was so happy! so happy to the extend whereby i lost my footing and stumbled. rar. i almost died!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i think playing tennis with brian and jacon around seriously put jing ming and i under the condition of "ENDANGERED SPECIES".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me fill you guys on what exactly happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;brian went into a frenzy and started smashing balls. jing ming thinking that it was fun decided to join in too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, monkey see, monkey do. and so, jacon joined in as well. and he smashed the ball right at me! WA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was just inches away from my FACE LA! JACON, i know u hate me but dont like that la. tsk tsk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and ohya! courtesy of brian, we lost two balls. lol! he whacked the first ball over the fence and into a TEMPLE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i shit you not, i think the ball hit a monk, as there was no chanting after that! lol( im kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, but all in all, it was fun playing tennis with them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by the time we got back to jacon's house, nat had arrived! lol and oh PPL! nat's new name is "lornie road!" jacon's house is at bukit panjang, and i really do not know how nat can end up at lornie road. sure is funny! geography confirm very bad. maybe his compass spoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dinner was great! we had steamboat! and i do not know how the topic of discussions went to cup sizes(ehem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then the mahjong kaki continued their games while jm went around popping his pringles cap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the housewarming/dinner ended off with us celebrating yiling's birthday with a cake and loaing yu sheng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i seriously think it was the most inauspicious yu sheng i ever had. we were saying random things like: " diu leh... your mother tooot tooot... so and so no balls" ya, u get the point, dont u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we all left jacon's house at 11 plus? and upon reaching dover mrt, jm, robin, mark and i decided to take the park connector home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stoopid thoughts of ppl jumping out of the bushes etc came babbling through our mouths. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was real dark. and i felt the most insecure, cos all of them had a weapon, or at least a racket in their hand. (mark and robin took mine! wad nice frens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but ya. it was a safe trip, if not i wouldnt be here blogging. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright, onto today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well nth much happened, went to COGS in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im currently blogging at my grandma's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh! but one funny think happened today. i was at kent ridge interchange waiting for my bus. then came this two guys. (they looked real emo, thanks to their super long side parting hair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what caught my attention was this guy who wore this jersey, and at the back, it stated" piggy" as his name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who the hell puts "piggy" ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stoopidier things happened next. they were really near me, so i was listenin to their conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the piggy guy said sth like this abt this gal and him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" she knows me but i dont know her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she say i very handsome, very cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only i was i older, she confirm stead with me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHAT THE SHIT! super egoistic la!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so when he realized i was listening, he looked at me. me remembering one republic" new song decided to, "stop and stare"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that, he exchanged places and told his fren i was staring, loudly, so i could hear him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the guy tried to taunt me by saying:" stare la. why? dont dare stare arh" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was pissed. so when my bus came, i walked pass them. and the guy taunted me again by saying" not man arh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that blew my last straw. i boarded the bus and walked to the exit where there could see me clearly. then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i.... did a gesture to them... &lt;a href="mailto:tooot*%5E&amp;amp;#$%@$"&gt;mailto:tooot*%5E&amp;amp;#$%@$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they were PISSED OFF! they tried to run after my bus. but i guess their foot sizes were too small to carry them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, it sure was eventful! hahah! adrenaline rush to the max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k! its a long post. im heading off! see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piggy... (giggles)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1936425133378534204?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1936425133378534204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1936425133378534204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1936425133378534204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1936425133378534204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/whoohoo.html' title='whoohoo!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7126346279900742727</id><published>2008-02-15T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T06:20:32.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life sucks'/><title type='text'>updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just got back home. what a long and tiring day. had tennis training over at acjc from 4-7pm. and now my muscles are about to cramp. argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, had dinner with fiona, shuyi and fion. and we were talking mostly abt guys with certain odd behaviours. haha! (poor fiona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway,went to jjc today too, just realized that i only went school twice this week! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant believe im ponning school. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, and i did my GREAT ESCAPE on tuesday. wahaha. which involved me running out of the school gates during school hours and daniel sim being my accomplice, helping to throw my bag over the school fence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the security system really very lax. i think daniel and i shld do sth more challenging, like... robbing the bank? lol kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, thats all for this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking forward to tml though, morning training at acjc, afternoon returning to fmss to help vball. and later on, having steamboat/house warming at JACON's house! yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see ya guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dont know what's wrong with you, what you are thinking and what on earth are you doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i just got to let you know that your actions and thoughts are really very immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;grow up pls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;dont think too highly of yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;its real silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7126346279900742727?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7126346279900742727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7126346279900742727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7126346279900742727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7126346279900742727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/updates.html' title='updates...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-5050817402699387060</id><published>2008-02-04T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T08:30:32.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son of a mosquitoe'/><title type='text'>ponned skool again!</title><content type='html'>haha. ponned skool with jingo mingo again.&lt;br /&gt;but instead of playing resident evil 4 at his house, we played tennis at nus!&lt;br /&gt;met him at 10am and had to walk quite a distance. So might as well, i gave jm a mini tour. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i would say jm is quite natural with tennis! he even hit a shot at me! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to anchor point's kungfu chicken aka KFC&lt;br /&gt;and guess who we saw? we saw the same weird lady working at kfc!&lt;br /&gt;and her name is ruth! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i went back to skool after browsing through queensay.&lt;br /&gt;trained the bboys.&lt;br /&gt;and woots, i accidentally thundered sze an's face. lol&lt;br /&gt;tml they playing against chong boon. all e best guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5050817402699387060?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5050817402699387060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5050817402699387060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5050817402699387060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5050817402699387060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/ponned-skool-again.html' title='ponned skool again!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3815779555388239500</id><published>2008-02-02T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T06:44:57.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a tiring day...</title><content type='html'>hey. i'm blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;went for training at acjc at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;played doubles a little and training eneded with floorball.&lt;br /&gt;i almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to fmss after that.&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess my chicken rice was real fragrant. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;kimberly gave me the poor thing look.&lt;br /&gt;yaya. i kinda tempted her with my chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;sorry la! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old boys played the bboys to a three set match after that.&lt;br /&gt;score was 20-25, 25-20, 19-25.&lt;br /&gt;we lost! argh.. and wei hong gave us, the OLD BOYS, punishment!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;oh well, went for dinner with mark, abel and jing jie after that.&lt;br /&gt;chat abt tonnes of stuff and laughed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. while coming home, i knocked my head against the door of the bus while alighting. ahya. my IQ definitely dropped drastically after that bump.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, u better watch out for me as im going to be super random for no reasons. hee.&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3815779555388239500?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/3815779555388239500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=3815779555388239500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3815779555388239500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/3815779555388239500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-tiring-day.html' title='what a tiring day...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-281674295713316759</id><published>2008-02-01T07:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T07:29:23.051-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day i&apos;ll never forget but always remember deep down my heart'/><title type='text'>birthday celebration part 2</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;just got back home from a sumptous dinner with my council buddies.&lt;br /&gt;the group consists of: nathanael, jing ming, brian, caleb, joy sim, fiona, yiling, jocelyn thong, may and myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were real sweet. they bought me a cake which i dint even know about.&lt;br /&gt;its either im real sotong or they are too good at deceiving!&lt;br /&gt;although the waitress was a spoiler, but i was still surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, i just wanna let you know that at that point in time i was real speechless and i couldn't express how happy i felt.&lt;br /&gt;its the first time i got to celebrate with my frens/ buddies who i have came to establish such strong bonds with.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate everyone of you for making time for this little dinner.&lt;br /&gt;this dinner is one which i will always remember! thanks guys! i really enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;pss. thanks for giving me two wishes by relighting the candles! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while having dinner, we chat over some top major secret stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;and talking abt secret, nathanael wants to name his daughter SECRET! lol&lt;br /&gt;we all had a good laugh over that!&lt;br /&gt;and nat and jm were so fascinated with the candles. and i accidentally added soot to the plate while trying to extinguish it. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was good too! esp the pizza FUNGHI and chicken wings! lol&lt;br /&gt;btw, dinner was at NUS's kingfisher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was real great!&lt;br /&gt;guys, upload the photos ya? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-281674295713316759?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817674999652393944.post-5375055894991707467</id><published>2008-01-29T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T05:32:30.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SEVENTEEN TODAY!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to Daniel Sim, Xin Yi and myself!&lt;br /&gt;hahha just realize that there are many ppl who have the same birthday date as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. thanks for the well wishes, phone calls and presents.&lt;br /&gt;a big thanks to: mark ho.annabel.deborah.sophia.caleb.mr tan.jingjie.abel.jingming.eunicesoh.cherylheng.xinyi.magdaleneloke.cassandra.shuyi.rophi.robin.joyyeo.joy sim (and all e other fairsians in jjc and fmss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's birthday v quiet though.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a little weird. do not know why.&lt;br /&gt;was back at fmss training the c girls.&lt;br /&gt;they are not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. nothing much to write. i shall just treat myself to my lovely cake!&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know i'm in the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you're having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Another year is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Twenty one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess you wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why I'm on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its been a day or so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know it's kinda late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you .. me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well i miss you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know its kinda late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's lame but i forgot the date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I won't make the same mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's all too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't hang up the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish i was at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know its way too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you .. me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well i miss you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know its kinda late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not that i don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know i'll make it up to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If i could i'd be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well I miss you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know its kinda late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you .. me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah whoa oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well i miss you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah yeah i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know its kinda late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But happy birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click five: happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5375055894991707467?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5375055894991707467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5375055894991707467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5375055894991707467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5375055894991707467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-seventeen-today.html' title='I&apos;M SEVENTEEN TODAY!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-4223728710416610880</id><published>2008-01-22T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T05:02:02.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>tennis or volleyball?&lt;br /&gt;volleyball or tennis?&lt;br /&gt;im real confused.&lt;br /&gt;both are so loved by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis:&lt;br /&gt;its such a brilliant game. the game is just so challenging.&lt;br /&gt;i just love the sound when the ball meets the racket.&lt;br /&gt;i just love the thrill when serving and volleying.&lt;br /&gt;i just love the fluffyness of the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball:&lt;br /&gt;my first ever love. played it since i was P3.&lt;br /&gt;the court always look so appealing.&lt;br /&gt;the setting, diving, the screeching of the shoes against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;everything is just so splendid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me choose.&lt;br /&gt;please guide me after i get my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the great escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4223728710416610880?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/4223728710416610880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=4223728710416610880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4223728710416610880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4223728710416610880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/01/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6513383542708459027</id><published>2008-01-21T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T05:13:30.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i volleyed'/><title type='text'>fond memories</title><content type='html'>hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;sorry about not posting that often. dont really have the time and the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. have been returning back to fmss quite frequently.&lt;br /&gt;well, things arent really going very well.&lt;br /&gt;vball boys lost to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;many of the guys are graduating this year. i really hope they achieve heights that my batch was not capable of.&lt;br /&gt;and dont worry about meeting the cats in the semis ya?&lt;br /&gt;have faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back on last friday to witness the investiture rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;well, was asked to be the acting "guest of honour"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when the SL sang the theme song, it really brought back many memories.&lt;br /&gt;flash backs from my very own investiture when i was in fmss came flushing in torrents through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tml the next batch of SLs are being brought it.&lt;br /&gt;really hope they will stay together as one united body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o level results are on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;just pray that everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what happened to you? where's yr usual self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you cant always bottle up everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on the outside you say you are fine. but you cant deceive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know you are taking all the stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so why not just let it out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6513383542708459027?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6513383542708459027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6513383542708459027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6513383542708459027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6513383542708459027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/01/fond-memories.html' title='fond memories'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6019369663633468163</id><published>2008-01-15T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T04:01:52.899-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where has my past gone?'/><title type='text'>FMSS TRAINER</title><content type='html'>FMSS TRAINERS!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. this is the title for old boys who go back to sch to train the vball team.&lt;br /&gt;cool yar?&lt;br /&gt;but i still prefer to be called: &lt;em&gt;LAU KIEW KING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is better than me in this skill! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the South Zone volleyball competition has started.&lt;br /&gt;hey guys. dont slack arh!? remember, those cats need a little caning from us.&lt;br /&gt;i'll definitely come to watch the finals!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be the flag bearer!&lt;br /&gt;so do FMSS proud ya? same goes to the other teams and other sports CCA in FMSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. congrats to nathanael who made it to CJ's vball team! well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had steamboat for dinner! it only cost $5! so cheap and good!&lt;br /&gt;i just love NUS's food. weeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ABEL TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, school is fine, though looking for opportunities to skip lessons. hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;results are rumoured to be coming out next week.&lt;br /&gt;good or bad results, life must carry on. so just keep our fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my life is still kind of screwed up. i need an answer. and it must come from you. but you just arent talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6019369663633468163?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6019369663633468163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6019369663633468163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6019369663633468163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6019369663633468163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/01/fmss-trainer.html' title='FMSS TRAINER'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-22902632800678043</id><published>2008-01-12T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:02:56.666-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where has my past gone?'/><title type='text'>my 2nd post of the year... how patheic</title><content type='html'>hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;my sister isn't at home, so i'm able to use the com! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life still has not been great. yaya. i still miss fmss. who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of my frens are asking me to move on. yup. im trying. but its real difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im a different person now.&lt;br /&gt;i've become very anti social.&lt;br /&gt;after two weeks of JC life, i have yet to make any frens.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i try to strike off a conversation, i just cant find the confidence i used to have while in fmss.&lt;br /&gt;and instead, i always take the easy way out, i end up hanging around with my fmss frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe it has nothing to do with me and my confidence, but rather, im still missing my fairfield days.&lt;br /&gt;the jc im at is so different, and its so far away from fmss.&lt;br /&gt;the culture is weird and the way things are run are even &lt;em&gt;weirder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make things worst, i feel like im being avoided by one of my frens.&lt;br /&gt;what have i done to deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... this is super emo. damn.&lt;br /&gt;i'm outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-22902632800678043?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/22902632800678043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=22902632800678043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/22902632800678043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/22902632800678043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-2nd-post-of-year-how-patheic.html' title='my 2nd post of the year... how patheic'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6011002298684117832</id><published>2008-01-05T03:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T03:48:14.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post of the year</title><content type='html'>hey to everyone out there!&lt;br /&gt;finally have the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;well, many things happened since the new year has started.&lt;br /&gt;it totally dint start off well, and i wonder what other things lie ahead which will throw me totally off track.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to elaborate on anything as i'm really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, managed to catch up with Ms Ng and the rest for a sumptous dinner. it was real nice of her to treat us. thanks a million&lt;br /&gt;ya and nathanael, its &lt;em&gt;spicy kangkong&lt;/em&gt;. not KAHKENG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation was fine. and SL, u guys have put in a commandable effort, do strive on in whatever you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed myself with you guys(teachers: Ms Ng, Ms Seet, Mr Tan, Ms Tan, Lanz and his batch and the the ex fairsians!). will definitely miss everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya, (to deborah) thanks for the present and card!&lt;br /&gt;you are the earliest one who wished my happy birthday! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, next week there will be lessons.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to cca try outs.&lt;br /&gt;time to let out my frustrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FMSS, I thank you for changing my life. it is only now i realise how fortunate i am to have studied there.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are real awesome and seriously, i miss Ms Lim and everyone else, including friends from other levels, the canteen vendors, the cleaners and the LAB Tech too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all my friends who are still studying there, do treasure your time there and cherish every single moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to see u guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6011002298684117832?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6011002298684117832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6011002298684117832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6011002298684117832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6011002298684117832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-post-of-year.html' title='my first post of the year'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6217997061974154817</id><published>2007-12-09T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T08:40:06.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a crappy day</title><content type='html'>went out for training with jeremy&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the morning and damn, it rained.&lt;br /&gt;ground was wet. so being cautious little ppl, we stopped play.&lt;br /&gt;but then, this old guy who set behind me suddenly talked! he talked!&lt;br /&gt;he went: &lt;strong&gt;" young man, can i ask you something?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me being polite( i actually wanted to kill someone at that time cos i was having problems with my game) said:&lt;strong&gt; yes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old man: "why did you guys stop play?"&lt;br /&gt;i was like: " e ground is wet" (wth!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said: " you guys must understand this, the court is made of &lt;strong&gt;non slip material&lt;/strong&gt;, you will not fall, and &lt;strong&gt;if you fall&lt;/strong&gt;, its because you &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;have good balance&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like:" wad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????????????????"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must really salute this old man! he truely is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. (the mighty federer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to queensway after that, bought grips and balls&lt;br /&gt;and jeremy was super duper crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad's mustard?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: its the evolution of bastard (sorry, no offence to small kids)&lt;br /&gt;me:why?&lt;br /&gt;B for Boy, and M for Man&lt;br /&gt;Boy evolves into Man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he bought this photo frame which was made of wood.&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: hey wilson, feel this &lt;em&gt;board&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ok&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: &lt;strong&gt;see, you are feeling bored!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and his crap. haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's all for today. roger out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6217997061974154817?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6217997061974154817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6217997061974154817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6217997061974154817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6217997061974154817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-crappy-day.html' title='what a crappy day'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1379157717229223747</id><published>2007-12-06T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:20:12.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my back!</title><content type='html'>argh... my back hurts like crap @P$I*)O#@%()3&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to training. why does my serve add so much pressure on my back and hips.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. it has been raining like crap @P$%*)O#@%()3 this few days, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days have been so boring... wanna go out but no one to go out with.&lt;br /&gt;only mark ho. damn, feel so gay. everyday go his house to play table tennis and halo...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF LIFE IS THIS!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna spend my holis like this&lt;br /&gt;actually, i think what i really want now is to go on holiday. i wanna go other countries.&lt;br /&gt;i just realise the last time i travelled was in p6? to australia?&lt;br /&gt;wa lao, all thanks to my tennis comp at the end of the year. always clash, and thats why i missed all my trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoopid la..................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;i better win more matches this time, if not i will not be happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... my BACKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which is more painful if it hits your back? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) tennis ball?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) volleyball?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ans: my back more painful arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1379157717229223747?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1379157717229223747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1379157717229223747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1379157717229223747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1379157717229223747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-back.html' title='my back!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-3207131130342323506</id><published>2007-12-03T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T07:16:35.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>well, i'm currently planning for my1st tennis coaching lesson tml.&lt;br /&gt;need to take many things into account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my day was fine. went out training in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;had doubles training and it was real fun.&lt;br /&gt;my partner and i tried many formations including the "I" formation.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;overall, training was fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya...&lt;strong&gt; pss...i should have listen to someone's advice on using sunblock. Now im really dark!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later on went to library with my master. hahha&lt;br /&gt;and it was kinda fun teaching though i forgotten most of my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;( thanks for helping me borrow the book!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while on the bus towards home, there was this awful smell. it smelt like fart!&lt;br /&gt;and all e nurses on the bus took out their handkerchiefs to cover their nose.&lt;br /&gt;hahha, i wonder whose fart was that from.&lt;br /&gt;it sure smelt BAD! as bad as rotten eggs+ ba chor mee+avocado juice+cheese.. ewww&lt;br /&gt;( to mark: ITS NOT ME!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet somebody had the final fantasy move called: bad breath, whereby the enemy gets different status effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better sign off, later my cpu suffocate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-3207131130342323506?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817674999652393944.post-1886580627495491028</id><published>2007-12-02T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T07:05:08.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i thank God for clearing up the mess i have created.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for giving me this chance to hold onto to this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that i did not lose this friend.&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that the friendship lives on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1886580627495491028?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1886580627495491028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1886580627495491028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1886580627495491028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1886580627495491028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/12/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-409800870529875406</id><published>2007-12-01T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T07:19:47.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>diediedie</title><content type='html'>wa...my tennis compe. is this coming saturday...&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how things will turn out...&lt;br /&gt;hmm, making it to the 4th round would be hell good for me. i only started training like 2 weeks back?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, for doubles, i really hope it will be 3rd round. not really a doubles person.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just came back from vivo city, went out with naijie, eunice and fion.&lt;br /&gt;had to look for presents.&lt;br /&gt;there was this toy which was damn cute. you press the hand and it will start walking and singing a song. hahaha. kinda retarded as the song played twice and it was damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had long johns. i know i shldnt be eating that... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tml will be slack day for me? no training, nothing... guess i'll do some reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wth... russia is being owned by USA in the davis cup. wa lao...&lt;br /&gt;i bet 35693u6845253252 on russia lor.&lt;br /&gt;tooooooooooooooooooooot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. there was this incident in the toilet at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;i was doing my business and there was this father and his kid.&lt;br /&gt;the father was peeing while the kid was squatting in the middle of no man's land.&lt;br /&gt;then the little boy ran towards the urinal.&lt;br /&gt;the father immediately ask his son to wait.&lt;br /&gt;but the boy had already taken off his trousers.&lt;br /&gt;the father then said: " can you do it? can you do it?"&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking." of course he can do it, unless his spincter muscle is damaged..."&lt;br /&gt;then when the boy managed to pee, the father went: oh! well done! smart boy!&lt;br /&gt;i was like" you really treat your boy like a dumb ass"&lt;br /&gt;then the father said: " watch out at where you are going, careful not to spray onto the korkor(me)&lt;br /&gt;diao..........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot&lt;br /&gt;parents sure are weird...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-409800870529875406?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/409800870529875406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=409800870529875406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/409800870529875406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/409800870529875406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/12/diediedie.html' title='diediedie'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6851900223263136486</id><published>2007-11-29T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T06:39:17.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>introduction/ crash course for tennis</title><content type='html'>hey there!&lt;br /&gt;to all those who are interested in learning tennis this holidays, i am willing to teach you the basics.&lt;br /&gt;alright, to start off, if u were to take up coaching from an outside coach, it will cost roughly around $20-$35. its very expensive and you will only be learning the basics.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, you might find the game boring and felt that you have paid for a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to give you guys out there another alternative, i will be giving lessons to those who are interested. i will teach you all everything from forehand, backhand, service, all that will gear you up for a decent tennis game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the charges for the lessons are at $6 per person for an one to one training for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;for those who are interested in group trainings, get 3 other friends and i'll charge each person at $5 for 1 hour 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll settle the courts and the balls.&lt;br /&gt;so if u guys are interested do call me or shout out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i do not have a certificate, but all i want is to get more ppl interested in tennis.&lt;br /&gt;and after the intro lessons, u find that u have fallen for tennis, go look for a better coach that will be able to bring you to another level!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6851900223263136486?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6851900223263136486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6851900223263136486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6851900223263136486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6851900223263136486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/introduction-crash-course-for-tennis.html' title='introduction/ crash course for tennis'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-4365865149319423855</id><published>2007-11-28T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:12:19.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>f***</title><content type='html'>F***!&lt;br /&gt;that was the first word that was said in the movie: "hitman"!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;well. i watched my first NC16 show today. and i thought that it was kinda nasty.&lt;br /&gt;i watched e show with a couple of ppl ( u know who u all are, v lazy to name, not that u are insignficant... haha)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i paid 8 bucks but i dont get the show at all.&lt;br /&gt;i just know there's this baldy that goes around killing ppl. e show kinda complicated, worst then doing relative velocity questions! haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the show has NUDITY in it.&lt;br /&gt;my first time seeing nudity in a cinema. sure felt weird and somewhat nasty.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;the show is just average, i wouldnt work my ass off in macdonalds just to get the money to watch this movie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, this show will be attractive to ppl who are:&lt;br /&gt;-bald?&lt;br /&gt;-ticko peh.&lt;br /&gt;no offence arh.&lt;br /&gt;but it sure feels weird watching nude scenes... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie, we walked down orchard and took photos. well cant feel the festive mood yet, but it sure was nice. thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;argh, had training in the morning, and im super tired.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, theres no training tml.&lt;br /&gt;i shall sleep till 12 pm tml! alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. honour your mum and dad...zzzZZZzzZZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-4365865149319423855?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/4365865149319423855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=4365865149319423855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4365865149319423855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/4365865149319423855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/f.html' title='f***'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1254526538995820079</id><published>2007-11-27T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T06:12:05.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>toooooooooooooooooooot......</title><content type='html'>wa lau. just came back from night training.&lt;br /&gt;wad a lousy session. i felt like i was blind.&lt;br /&gt;stoopid courts. the lights are so bright till it blinds my eyes. but somehow, e courts arent bright!&lt;br /&gt;stoopid stoopid stoopid!&lt;br /&gt;and bcos of that, there was this particular point whereby i volleyed the ball into my own face!&lt;br /&gt;argh. there was this couple who laughed. i seriously wanted to... to... argh. stoopid la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa... super tired&lt;br /&gt;tml have training with coach... die already la. im so sure my arms will dislocate while i strike e ball.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least NUH is nearby :)&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i survive to blog tml. hahahahahah...zzzzzzzzzzzzzZzZzZzZzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1254526538995820079?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1254526538995820079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1254526538995820079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1254526538995820079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1254526538995820079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/toooooooooooooooooooot.html' title='toooooooooooooooooooot......'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1073147223345790112</id><published>2007-11-26T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T06:12:17.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh...my body feels worn out</title><content type='html'>hey. a quick post for today... real tired&lt;br /&gt;well, went out at 9 am to train with my coach. he sure looked the same.&lt;br /&gt;last time i trained with him was in january.&lt;br /&gt;well. he sprained his ankle, hope it heals asap.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. he put me through a couple of drills, involving forehand, backhand crosscourts and down-e-line shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we did serivce. worked on my topspin serve. (man, why cant i flick my hand?)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we did service for one hour.(my arm feels like its dislodged from its socket)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training ended at 11am. next training with him will be on wednesday and friday.&lt;br /&gt;im so dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training, i went to mark's house and played table tennis with him.&lt;br /&gt;and it rained so heavily that we got drenched even though we were  in e shelter.&lt;br /&gt;later on, we left for nathanael's house at about 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark was so excited on getting his hands on the xbox360 and playing halo3.&lt;br /&gt;well, upon reaching e door, nat's dog greeted us as usual. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played xbox till about 430pm? then i went back home...&lt;br /&gt;i sure was tired. slept from 5 to 730.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been slacking since then...&lt;br /&gt;well. thats it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml having night training with doubles partner at west cove condo.&lt;br /&gt;hope training would be fruitful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. nites everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1073147223345790112?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1073147223345790112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1073147223345790112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1073147223345790112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1073147223345790112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/arghmy-body-feels-worn-out.html' title='argh...my body feels worn out'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-7596123352804681761</id><published>2007-11-25T05:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T05:38:02.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;have not blogged since 4 days back.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i went to malaysia on the 22nd to 23rd ( what kind of a holiday is this?!)&lt;br /&gt;i went to watch pete sampras vs federer!&lt;br /&gt;i must say, the atmosphere within the comp. venue was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;and my seat was just 3 metres away from the court! super near!&lt;br /&gt;if there wasnt a protective net around the court, pete sampras service would have blown the crowd away.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. pete played damn well ( for his age is super good)&lt;br /&gt;but he still lost. haha federer won 7-6,7-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i dint manage to buy any souvenirs back for most ppl. so sorry ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i returned to singapore(6pm) jeremy(tennis partner) and i decided to play tennis, so we played from 7 to 9pm. came back home all exhausted and guess what,&lt;br /&gt;i slept till 12pm the next day. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;went to restring my racket before playing table tennis with mark.( make up for not training tennis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, now onto today.&lt;br /&gt;went out at 7 am to train with my korean doubles partner.&lt;br /&gt;training was fine, though another of my racket's string is about to break :(&lt;br /&gt;( its so expensive to restring! sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended training at 11 am and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i slept like a pig till about 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and i decided to pack up my stuffs. threw tonnes of worksheet away!&lt;br /&gt;yeah. ( seriously feel like setting the pile on fire... campfire!  i mean house fire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, im watching the news now! and there's riot in malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;luckily i left there early. ( come to think of it. im kinda glad my holiday was only 24hours long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! gotta go! take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-7596123352804681761?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/7596123352804681761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=7596123352804681761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7596123352804681761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/7596123352804681761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back.html' title='im back!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-5167138116314132537</id><published>2007-11-21T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T07:38:39.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at jing ming's house</title><content type='html'>yo!&lt;br /&gt;its time for me to blog so here i go.&lt;br /&gt;went to nathanael's house early in the morning to meet up with him.&lt;br /&gt;his dog is cute and ya, kinda played with it.&lt;br /&gt;next i play call of duty on his xbox360. graphics sure were good.&lt;br /&gt;at about 10, we went over to jing ming's place, where we met up with mark, caleb and robin.&lt;br /&gt;and off we went playing resident evil 4 on the PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say we have had made considerable improvement this time.&lt;br /&gt;there were less screaming and most of us were used to the suspense and gore.&lt;br /&gt;we continued the game by fighting el gigante(stoopid big fat boss)&lt;br /&gt;and we played all e way till about 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;we defeated a few bosses along the way, ( i defeated bitorez... haha, i kinda overreacted when fighting him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random:&lt;br /&gt;-caleb is a lousy navigator.&lt;br /&gt;-jing ming is bad at action combos.&lt;br /&gt;-nathanael is good at critical moments&lt;br /&gt;-wilson used up all ammos when defeating el gigante part 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while playing, we also ordered macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;the person told us the food will arrive in 1 hours time, but in the end, the delivery took 2 hrs+++&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! lousy service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, thats all which happened today.&lt;br /&gt;OH NO! i forgotten to train today... argh...&lt;br /&gt;15 more days to competition...&lt;br /&gt;and tml im going to malaysia to watch the exibition match between federer and sampras.&lt;br /&gt;time is RUNNING OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i burned a mega big hole in my pocket just for this one day holiday.&lt;br /&gt;the ticket itself cost 2oo spore dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, on the brighter side, im getting the best seats!&lt;br /&gt;federer better sign my tennis ball if not im definitely going to to throw it at him!&lt;br /&gt;im so broke. looks like i will go and hibernate a few days after this trip. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-5167138116314132537?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/5167138116314132537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=5167138116314132537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5167138116314132537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/5167138116314132537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-at-jing-mings-house.html' title='a day at jing ming&apos;s house'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-997225970854541759</id><published>2007-11-20T08:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:56:24.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more trainings...</title><content type='html'>hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;well i started off my day with tennis training again.&lt;br /&gt;this time my partner DID come. haha&lt;br /&gt;and yup in total, there were 3 others players excluding me.&lt;br /&gt;to train for e upcoming doubles comp. we played a one set match(first to reach six games)&lt;br /&gt;my partner and i quickly raced off to a 5-1 lead. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;but then, somehow or rather, the final score was 6-6... hmmm ( complacent complacent... and that SUCKS)&lt;br /&gt;after that, my partner and i continued to do some groundstrokes and polished up on our volleys a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also finalized our hand signals for communications. (one of them is a middle finger... kidding)&lt;br /&gt;i left the court around 11, so thats 2 hours of training. damn. thats super little. argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had lunch before making my way back to skool to meet jacon to do some stuff(secret)&lt;br /&gt;haha. saw the GB girls. and the sec4s were all wearing red shirts. i was also wearing RED!&lt;br /&gt;(sure felt like a senior GB member... lol! embarrassing!)&lt;br /&gt;and i waited for jacon, say like 45 miutes. slept at the canteen table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, nathanial, kieth and jacon arrived and we went to the lab to our stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;joy sim, shu yi, baoxian came up to do their registration too...&lt;br /&gt;i did mine already...&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i left school around 6 plus. slept in the lab too. haha(yayaya. pig i know)&lt;br /&gt;and yups, here i am posting about my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day was so boring...&lt;br /&gt;well, tml i guess there's no on court trainings for me...&lt;br /&gt;will be going to JM's hse in the morning to watch him play RESIDENT EVIL 4.&lt;br /&gt;(caleb is also invited... sigh, he sure scream like an idiot)&lt;br /&gt;guess i got to do physical training in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;ahya. tired la.&lt;br /&gt;i go sleep already...&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont dream of RE4!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-997225970854541759?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/997225970854541759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=997225970854541759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/997225970854541759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/997225970854541759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-trainings.html' title='more trainings...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-6043118192240403066</id><published>2007-11-19T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:43:08.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>training...</title><content type='html'>yo!&lt;br /&gt;today's post will be a short one.&lt;br /&gt;well, went out early in the morning for tennis training. supposed to train with doubles partner.&lt;br /&gt;but he totally FORGOTTEN about it! rah!&lt;br /&gt;he said he will make it up to me!(sounds gay)&lt;br /&gt;so... i demanded 1000 dollars worth of tennis merchandize... heee&lt;br /&gt;anyway. trained by myself against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;did a little drill with my forehand and backhand+ slice and topspin serve and a little volley...&lt;br /&gt;left the courts at about 1030. had to meet may and mark outside fmss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet the fellas before making our way to acjc. ( may received a msg from e teacher to make our way down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. upon reaching there, we realized we were just supposed to do the registration there!&lt;br /&gt;wa lao, waste my time, i left the place as fast i as got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then took 74 to mark ho's house.&lt;br /&gt;bus went by a boy-skool(v obvious what school right?), and these bunch of boys boarded.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy got the damn not happy look, and kept staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also not in a very good mood so i stared back... (so wad if you are in a group?)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, couldnt be bothered much.&lt;br /&gt;reached mark's house and i watched him play kingdom under fire...&lt;br /&gt;we then played lord of the rings, and we just couldnt pass the stage. ( dumb AIs. keep on dying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt take it anymore so we went down to play table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;and the table seemed to be slanting. how weird. (must be my brain playing tricks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun ended when magdalene loke came. ( hahha kidding)&lt;br /&gt;she super funny la. keep on laughing when she hit the ball.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, there was this fishy smell coming from her( LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my daddy came (WC) so i had to go&lt;br /&gt;oh well, went to eat sakae sushi for dinner (lousy) and i saw derek from fmss working (STUNNED)&lt;br /&gt;damn, ppl are so hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;tml got training with partner.&lt;br /&gt;cant afford to miss training or else i'll be the one giving 1000 dollars worth of merchandise!&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-6043118192240403066?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/6043118192240403066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=6043118192240403066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6043118192240403066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/6043118192240403066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/training.html' title='training...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-1135765221539126758</id><published>2007-11-18T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T06:07:23.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pass few days...</title><content type='html'>hello! i finally had the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just got back home after watching the shanghai master's finals!&lt;br /&gt;wee... Federer is the champion! he demolished ferrer in straight sets: 6-2,6-3,6-2!&lt;br /&gt;federer was totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;just cant wait to watch him play in the exibition match in Malaysia against Pete Sampras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i finally headed back to the courts. went to train today morning from 8 to 1030.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i didnt really train... just went to stroke and get back the feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups&lt;br /&gt;alright... i shall post on what happened the previous two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;16 November&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for the PAE thingy. ( what a waste of time...)&lt;br /&gt;after that, mark and i went to ikea to look for farewell gifts.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. we went abt looking for cheap yet MEANINGFUL presents.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;we browse through all sorts of stuffs and thought of funny reasons for that gifts.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i bought a pack of straws and mark bought adaptors! lol&lt;br /&gt;yaya! i know its cheap skate. but they are real meaningful!&lt;br /&gt;( to all the councillors: remember! councillors should NEVER be sucky!)&lt;br /&gt;that was my reason. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks' was worst. the adaptor meant that councillors should be adaptable at all times! lol&lt;br /&gt;oh well. after that i went back to my pri. skool for closing ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;it sure was sad. my school was only 25 years oYOUNG. sigh&lt;br /&gt;but im still proud of our history!!! out of 25 years, we have been champions(volleyball) in the west zone for 23 years and we made it to the nationals top 4 each year! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;that is inclusive of my batch that were the champions and 1st runner up in the c and b divison boys respectively! :) ( must action a little... lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i left the skool early just to reach FMSS on time. headed straight for council room to change up for council farewell.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. and when it was time to meet. all e boys(mark,caleb,nathanial,jacon,brian, jing ming and i) put on our alevator( is that how u spell???) spectacles and swing our way down to the canteen. ( we sure looked like gangsters, with brian and jacon being the leaders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i guess everyone were surprised with our horrendous outfits. lol ( cant blame us, the theme was the 80s, what do u expect?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a couple of group photos and off we went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;the lower sec. councillors served us food.&lt;br /&gt;and all the boys acted blind with our specs on. we purposely make it seem as though we did not know where the food was being served. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although the food was good, most of us dint had the appetite.&lt;br /&gt;gobbling down our food as fast as possible, mark, caleb, nathanial and i quickly left the canteen and went to practice for our item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time quickly pass and soon, all e sec 4s were asked to move to learn and fairfield for the farewell party.&lt;br /&gt;well, to add on to our horrendous 80s outfit, mark, caleb and i took out our final accessory! wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and they were....... &lt;strong&gt;WIGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting to surprise everyone, the three of us did not take the conventional route and instead, we sneaked up to them from the back...hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well... the reaction from them was crazy. lol&lt;br /&gt;(shall post the pics here.. that's if i can.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. we headed for learn @ fairfield, and i must say... the ambience was good!&lt;br /&gt;well done councillors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, the farewell party started.&lt;br /&gt;we played a couple of games, one which saw jing ming proposing to many girls and getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REJECTED time and time again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and finally engaging with laura! hahaha( congrats to u both! woots!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also danced quite a bit, though i suck at it. lol&lt;br /&gt;then we played this game which involved pairing up and stepping other pairs' balloons.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;i paired up with jingming. and we COULD have survived. (thanks to rachel gong who took out her high heels and back stabbed us) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that came the department's item. and my department dint perform cos only kahkeng was around. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya. it was sure fun laughing at the juniors. esp the puppet show. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;next came fiona and gina's farewell video( it was a pity u both plus others who couldnt make it. its sure was different w/o you guys)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. fiona was super funny in the video. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec4 girls then took it away with the &lt;strong&gt;agogo dance&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. &lt;strong&gt;( the temperature of the room suddenly seemed to raise at that moment) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. well done guys! ( i mean... girls. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. and next up was OUR item (mark, caleb, nathanial and wilson's item)&lt;br /&gt;man... i sure was nervous.&lt;br /&gt;our item was to sing 3 songs. and they were:&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;collide&lt;/strong&gt; by howie day&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;your guardian angel&lt;/strong&gt; by the red jumpsuit apparatus&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;wherever you will go&lt;/strong&gt; by the calling&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. our band's name was : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CALEB AND HIS BIRDS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. dunno what to say of the performance, alright i guess? just that i kinda faltered at the high parts... argh...&lt;br /&gt;and JM was doing retarded stuffs with the video cam. lol zooming right into our faces for no reasons!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after that, ( i was glad it ended) we splitted up into departments and exchanged gifts.&lt;br /&gt;and i love my gift from the &lt;strong&gt;PUNCTUALITY &lt;/strong&gt;department.&lt;br /&gt;it was a file which had my name on the booking form! cool! i have never been late before!&lt;br /&gt;it was lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was also the time i gave my budgetted gift. hee&lt;br /&gt;after that, we took real lots of photos.&lt;br /&gt;and now i really wonder...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld change my gender to a female... hahha( u'll know why when u see the photos.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at aboout 12 plus. the farewell officially ended. and we cleared up the place.&lt;br /&gt;we also played captain's ball later on we the juniors. it was fun, although it kinda sucked to play in 80's clothes. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst thing was, we couldnt change out of the dirty clothes cos. of some reasons. hahha&lt;br /&gt;but it was alright... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cool down before chilling out in a room where i shall not mention.&lt;br /&gt;and man, that place rocks!&lt;br /&gt;we then called in macdonalds at abt 3am&lt;br /&gt;and oh. i was so full and it made me drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no place to sleep, the boys went to the bridge to admire the stars.&lt;br /&gt;and soon, we dozed off on the bridge. the view was rather romantic!( i must stress that im not gay) hahah many many stars!&lt;br /&gt;u seldom or will never get to lay on the bridge just to admire the night view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... so it was ZzzzZZZzz all the way to 630 am&lt;br /&gt;and finally, we could change into fresh clothes! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we( sec4 boys) played soccer.&lt;br /&gt;and ms ng wanted to play!&lt;br /&gt;haha. so ms ng, abel and nat were 1 team, while JM, caleb and i were the other.&lt;br /&gt;and my oh my! ms ng scored a goal! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we lost 2-0... argh( embarrassing)&lt;br /&gt;next was breakfast before debrief.&lt;br /&gt;and so, council farewell party ended. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, before i end this post. there are some, actually many ppl i wanna thank and say things to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly: &lt;strong&gt;Ms Ng&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Ms Tan&lt;/strong&gt; who stayed back purposely just to make sure things were fine.&lt;br /&gt;next: &lt;strong&gt;the upcoming batch of councillors&lt;/strong&gt;: guys, w/o you all, this party would never succeed. i really feel that everyone of you have the potential... you guys really are awesome. do continue to strive on in wadeva you do. &lt;strong&gt;Exco and main com: &lt;/strong&gt;i wish you all the best in wadeva you all do, and im sure guys are capable of doing many things that will push FMSS to greater heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the rest of the council body: &lt;/strong&gt;continue to work hand in hand with your peers and seniors. without you guys, nothing will get done! so do render your services as much as possible with the biggest smile whenever possible! remember:&lt;strong&gt; councillors should never be sucky!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly: i would like to thank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy yeo&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;joy sim&lt;/strong&gt;: for the lovely volleyball!( its on my bed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rophi&lt;/strong&gt;: for the delicious cookies ( though i had diaerrohea. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caleb&lt;/strong&gt;: for your boring story and for encouraging us to gamble( kidding la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;julia foo&lt;/strong&gt;: for yr clip( can it be use for my hair?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rachel gong&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hui shi&lt;/strong&gt;: for the cane candies( well, it will come in handy when i need to use it for support when im old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the organizing committee&lt;/strong&gt;: for the octopus toy on a stick! ( what a lousy description)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the punctuality department&lt;/strong&gt;: for my late coming file( lol... i really dunno wad to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jocelyn koh&lt;/strong&gt;: for the bulb accessory( guess it will come in handy for my xmas tree. kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fion&lt;/strong&gt;: for your card( though i dunno why u wish me best of luck in preparation for o levels... want me to study until i siao arh. exams finish already!!! but i still appreciate it. hee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy sim&lt;/strong&gt;: for your puzzle card( i forgive you for the cat thingy :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magdalene loke&lt;/strong&gt;: your card(i scary meh? anyway, armpit hair!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups that's about it. wah... my saliva dry up already la. talk so much!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, a BIG THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL DEFINITELY MISS YOU GUYS!( im not gay)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;council rules! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh ya. ah fat's chicken rice rocks! lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-1135765221539126758?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/1135765221539126758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=1135765221539126758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1135765221539126758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/1135765221539126758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/pass-few-days.html' title='the pass few days...'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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-8817674999652393944.post-2197597381809154695</id><published>2007-11-15T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:06:35.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post!</title><content type='html'>hey all!&lt;br /&gt;i got no idea why i started this blog. bored i guess?&lt;br /&gt;anyway. O's are over! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;im not sure abt u guys, but i still feel kinda weird. eg. when i reach home, i always feel that there's a need to get to the study table.&lt;br /&gt;well. it sure takes time for this feeling to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i shall post about my pass few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th Nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. immediately after bio paper 1( last paper)&lt;br /&gt;i rushed back home and got changed before meeting mark, caleb, fiona and may at IMM.&lt;br /&gt;we had to get the food items for the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;and whoa! i dint even recognise IMM when i got there. it sure looked different from the last time i saw it ( cant blame me. i have not gone out for ages + i swa ku)&lt;br /&gt;and blahblahblah. we got all e stuff and went to the cashier.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help but say that their service is lousy. took us 20 minutes? just to pay up. ahyoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... by the time we finished we were definitely unable to meet joy and the rest at tampines station on time. all thanks to Mark's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diaerrohea. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;lol. waste so much time! :)&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, Caleb's dad was nice enough to fetch us down all e way to changi aloha! weee...&lt;br /&gt;( dont worry! we gave caleb's dad a barrel of oil in exchange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah... we settled down and checked out the place. after that we soon had to prepare dinner. i made spagetthi, while the other guys did the bbq. well. ( hope no one got diaerrohea) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. throughout the night, we played cards, cards, and more cards! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! and the pig game!&lt;br /&gt;i did not sleep the whole night and was awake till e next day.&lt;br /&gt;we were all anticipating the sun rise. but it rained! argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the chalet around 11 the next day.&lt;br /&gt;and i must say. i was so tired i dozed off in the taxi while on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. a big thanks to the teachers( ms seet, ms ng) and joy + the rest who coordinated together to organize this chalet!&lt;br /&gt;alright. thats all for 13th nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14th Nov.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to caleb's hse early in the morning. had to practice for item.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we( caleb,nathanial,mark) went to holland V to look for retro stuff! and oh my! it was so damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;wont tell u why! u( those going for council farewell) will know!&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, mark caleb and i played table tennis. and everything seemed against us!&lt;br /&gt;the wind, table, everything!&lt;br /&gt;and i accidentally smack the bat at caleb's mouth while doing a double handed backhand. lol&lt;br /&gt;(SORRY CALEB! THOUGH I GURARANTEE YOU IT WAS 100% DELIBRATE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while getting the ball which went out, i saw this lady owner and this cute little dog.&lt;br /&gt;it had a ribbon tied to its hair. it wanted the ping pong ball. and i thought to myself " what a cute dog!"&lt;br /&gt;however, my impression changed immediately!&lt;br /&gt;the stupid dog... went to pee somewhere near the table! and the owner just look at her dog do her business and just shrug her shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;i was totally stunned.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wanted to drive my bat at the lady's teeth like wad i did to caleb!&lt;br /&gt;argh! inconsiderate. inconsiderate! she better make sure she dont let me know where she stay, if not i'll pee at her house. ( sounds wrong, i'll get a random dog to pee there) grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to mark's house and watched shanghai masters(tennis)&lt;br /&gt;sigh, Djokovic lost. but he played well.&lt;br /&gt;then watched another match, Richard Gasquet(FRA) vs David Ferrer(ESP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wa!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ferrer was damn aggrassive! superb play from him. he won 6-1,6-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. enough of today!&lt;br /&gt;tml will be a fun packed day:&lt;br /&gt;1st- PAE from 745-9? ( boo)&lt;br /&gt;2nd-shopping with mark ( i'm not gay, i shop cos there's a need to!)&lt;br /&gt;3rd-returning back to my pri. school. jin tai. for closing ceremony) sigh...&lt;br /&gt;4th- council farewell- ( dunno whether to be happy or sad)&lt;br /&gt;5th- overnight in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for those who wont be with us... fiona, gina, yanling,may... hope u all have fun with holidaying etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;anyway. signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go federer! beat ANDY RODDICK!&lt;br /&gt;arghhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8817674999652393944-2197597381809154695?l=acethatball.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/feeds/2197597381809154695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8817674999652393944&amp;postID=2197597381809154695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2197597381809154695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8817674999652393944/posts/default/2197597381809154695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acethatball.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-post.html' title='my first post!'/><author><name>Wilson Sum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01930191266625312885</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>
