<?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-5966782</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:22:42.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahah</title><subtitle type='html'>hahahahahaahahahahah</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-108419892473550028</id><published>2004-05-10T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T07:22:04.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hohoho i didnt blogger had a new setting thing..haiz never blog for very long...lots of things has happened. oh oh i got friendster! add me now! i dont like my form teacher...i starting to appreciate teachers like Ms Krishnan now, she is a good teacher just a little unreasonable...endang is a nice ladi! but she cant teacher, she like cant control the class, i pity her sometimes, cant gain respect</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108419892473550028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108419892473550028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419892473550028' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-108246393332151414</id><published>2004-04-20T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T05:29:37.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoho...i stole a sexy Vincent Bach trumpet from the school! but its very colourful, my sis thought i bug it out off the ocean... very smelly too...oh yar the CHMA finals is coming up, and all of u are to come! 4 bucks to watch us win is not much...i think we are going to have to play the same song....There Is, but also going to try fat lip...oh still got the fiesta thing to prepare for, fun fair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108246393332151414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108246393332151414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108246393332151414' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-108168758175435587</id><published>2004-04-11T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T06:56:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just got the recording from dexter, the one we played for our auditions...DONT THINK WE WILL LOSE IF WE PLAY THERE IS!yes song choice is important! but our song is good, alot of pple like it...i think if the guitars are louder and can blend in with vocals and drums and bass then we will win the competition...if we play a faster song, things will get messy! and i think they liked we with the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108168758175435587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108168758175435587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108168758175435587' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-108106537076680174</id><published>2004-04-03T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T07:34:04.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>helo..shit i am going to work super hard catch up after i missed 2 weeks of school..still determined to do well for this term...anyway i went to watch ijtp band perform...played well, but their songs are abit weak...should have harder pieces...hope we play fantasy variations! overall good la but weak dynamics. started of wth a volume and ended wth the same...but they were good..hey as least </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108106537076680174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108106537076680174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108106537076680174' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-108076877146786784</id><published>2004-03-31T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T13:36:28.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey i m back...walao wonderful trip! really good planning by teachers and tour guides...wowo i learnt alot frm the trip and the performances..i took lots and lots of phtoes, will publish it later...the food was very gd too...ok the frst few things we did there was to watch the japanese play, they were damn good..i was so surprised they can play so well...the trumpets were quite bad for the solo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108076877146786784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/108076877146786784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108076877146786784' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107996329090619498</id><published>2004-03-22T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T05:51:35.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>back in school and the first person to look for me was my history teacher...shes a bitch! i was caught sleeping in class coz i was throwing a fever...then she asked me to write out chapter 3...wtf, then today when i tried explaining tht i was sick throughout my holidays...she act can understand, then ended wth "oh so pass it to me tmr?" and left...walao, fucking unreasonable! i was feverish tht </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107996329090619498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107996329090619498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107996329090619498' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107935326231029209</id><published>2004-03-15T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T04:24:59.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! today frends come back frm camp...i didnt go...feeling better, but still unable to go for band :( and still living off pain killers...had my blood taken, i got some form of disease, very long its name...haven been out of the house in like a week, very choking! i wanna go out! anyway, publicising here:                                                                      Aesthetique 2004</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107935326231029209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107935326231029209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107935326231029209' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107873153918086265</id><published>2004-03-07T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T23:42:04.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok now instead of a hamster, i think i have an entire fish skeleton in my throat...i didnt go for band for tht particular reason...i want band! haiz...anyway history teacher caught me sleeping in class again...walao now must copy the whole of chapter 3...hoho, anyway congrates!!!  even though i didnt watch ya or anything...u guys must have been perfect ya...back::   we went to cine for pauls bd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107873153918086265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107873153918086265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107873153918086265' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107832395836666707</id><published>2004-03-03T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T05:58:05.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow! just listen to fantasy variations! going to cry...every part is so hard to play...nvm! going to train on my trumpet playing...anyway, today during p.e. lesson...we were playing handball...score on one side then the other side score...very frustrating...especially Mark Lee...so he decided to throw everything he got...the last throw off the match, he put his entire body weight on that single </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107832395836666707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107832395836666707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107832395836666707' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107823261247428696</id><published>2004-03-02T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T05:06:29.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I'll follow you whereverWhen you lead me by my noseOn another big adventure- I supposeThen you lay me down in cloverWith their petals on my backI should make some timeTo do more things like that... Won't you sing to me your poetry,Won't you take me to your home,Won't you be for me foreverSo I'll never be aloneAnd just one thing...If you're my queen...Then it's a beautiful thing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107823261247428696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107823261247428696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107823261247428696' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107779350975680486</id><published>2004-02-26T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T06:03:53.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello...yea the sorethroat disappeared! lalala, i passed chinese! its was damn tyco, i did a test (not knowing its a common test) and failed it for not preparing at all and still passed!tht test was worth er like 50% of the caone and i got 36!still passed in the end...thanks god for the essay and the letter writing...i am a lucky piece of shit...anyway i screwed up my entire term one, which is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107779350975680486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107779350975680486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107779350975680486' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107719424111509355</id><published>2004-02-19T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T04:40:01.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pls panadol pls get rid of the FucKING RAT IN MY THROAT!its damn dry, feels i m growing hair in my gullet...dont think i can go to school  tmr..sick.so far all the test, i sucked at all of them...physics maybe can pass wth 5-10 marks...e maths was good...i screwed my history coz i didnt know who a red guard was...chemistry maybe can lar...but the a math test was damn hard...shit i screwed upp </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107719424111509355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107719424111509355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107719424111509355' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107625081154948782</id><published>2004-02-08T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T06:35:57.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey...went to p.s. today after church to get the badge from Juliana and went to the arcade, etc played around blah blah blah...till we , paul and i , thought tht it would harmless to er...watch her play during the lesson..then there was the channel u crew walking around...didnt really know what was going on so nevermind lar...then a lady came up to us and asked who we were waiting for...and shit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107625081154948782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107625081154948782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107625081154948782' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-10761755330570446</id><published>2004-02-07T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T09:41:17.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello. i never do really update my blog...anyway alot of stuff happened...had a party over at my house a week after chinese new year..really fun but could have invited more pple! house was only half filled...wasnt noisy enough. too bad dexter and jason couldnt make it :( oh yar and the other time, at burger king the one at thomson plaza, we saw this little boy, around primary one who wore his bag</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/10761755330570446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/10761755330570446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10761755330570446' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107537472941030629</id><published>2004-01-29T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T05:58:43.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Adventures Of SpankySpanky passed his geo exam paper with much hesitation."i want to see u in my office after this..."the DM toh said.Spanky knew what was going on...Mr toh had found out about him copying in the exam but nvm...so he entered the big big office... as soon as Spanky walked in, DM toh's monkey jumped on his head and started to eat his hair..."behave urself!"DM toh shouted and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107537472941030629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107537472941030629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107537472941030629' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-107443049059460931</id><published>2004-01-18T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T04:56:46.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven blogged in  long time...new year started 2004...going to study all the way...study!study!study! i dont care! going to be some dick nerd!i will stop shiting in my pants during lesson time and concentrate! now my class all nerds...and sec 3 will be tough... anyway, cristian just  introduced this song is called letter to god...by box car racer...it rocks! world class! learning to play it now..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107443049059460931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/107443049059460931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107443049059460931' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106907782409176555</id><published>2003-11-17T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T04:40:50.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i deleted the quiz thing...it took up so much space and is full of shit..anyway...just to update you...a few things happened... guitar class was fun, band too, went for paul's community service thing and was really fun, we had to arrange some magazines that the library sends over...today, i had band with the stupid primary monkeys!! they are so damn irritating they were soo noisy and i want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106907782409176555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106907782409176555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106907782409176555' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106904155714127891</id><published>2003-11-16T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T19:59:22.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got into 3-7! double science and all my friends are in it...dexter, jason, mark, ivan, yi heng! Thank god i didnt go to triple science..its gods grace...anyway, haven bloged for a while and many things happened...i joined dexter yang and paul for their guitar class and it rocks, i m not too used to the playing but will pick up in time...lately i hve been going to dexters place like everyday...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106904155714127891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106904155714127891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106904155714127891' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106820110102706560</id><published>2003-11-07T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T02:31:44.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn scared, appeal results' out on monday...pray...anyway, after my guitar class, i slept over at dexter's place...was fun...we played and recorded "There Is" by boxcar racer...it was damn nice, that was in the morning. in the afternoon, a few of our friends came over to join us, jason annabelle eleanor...we played dai de, kept losing...after that, we are supposed to go out together to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106820110102706560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106820110102706560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106820110102706560' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106786978983649214</id><published>2003-11-03T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T06:29:52.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shit...i didnt get into Sc1B...damn sad!i studied so damned hard...in the end, all my efforts are thrown down the lousy smelly trash bag...ah!i m really damn sad...cant stand the fact that i put in so much effort and got into the same class as people who did prepare as well, it is so unfair!why?back to life...i went to dexter's place and there i wasted my entire day with paul, jason, annabelle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106786978983649214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106786978983649214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106786978983649214' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106758851164101327</id><published>2003-10-31T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T00:21:53.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THELASTDAYhey people, i just found out...NOEL rocks, we won the interhouse sports. Anyway, this is the last day of school...next year 2-1 will be separated into different class...there are couple of true friends there...some of our students are going to get kicked out, pity them...hope they can like appeal to the school to let u guys remain...only if youre ming xuan then u can rott in some other</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106758851164101327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106758851164101327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106758851164101327' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106734777977087165</id><published>2003-10-28T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T05:29:40.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah!so boring!nothing to do...anyway, have u heard of the song Another Prefect Day, by american hifi. It rocks!they sing so well..back to life, school was quite boring in the morning...suppose to bring board games but no one did...so it was just free time till recess...i played game boy, street fighters...listen to music through my walkmaan...after recess was...er...yar, the presentation of some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106734777977087165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106734777977087165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106734777977087165' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106682743745433007</id><published>2003-10-22T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T05:57:16.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MingXuan sucks. cant stand it...in school no friends still go around bullying people, cant treasure the little friends he has. Last time, i used to talk to him but now...i have realised that he totally sucks. He would go around spilling insults at people who never touched him at all...Around midyear, i decided to end all conversations with him and god it helped. Before the exams, he would pull as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106682743745433007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106682743745433007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106682743745433007' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106673995227896092</id><published>2003-10-21T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T05:39:11.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey...exams are over!now that i got the time...i'll be like maintaining the blog often.I hate pop!just heard the new song by madonna...wtf, it sucks!its like some sexually driven tune played with the lowest grade of music and singing...madonna said that she will not let her children watch her videos...and so it's fine to llet other children and people to watch...its not like she's some hot babe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106673995227896092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106673995227896092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106673995227896092' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5966782.post-106665656822394276</id><published>2003-10-20T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T06:29:27.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah!not used to this!write damn long then press [esc]...back to life...::brief::Name is TerrenceHui, a Singaporean studying at Cathoilc High. Im like playing sports like badminton and soccer, but love music! Music rocks! i play a few instruments...the piano, the guitar, the trumpet, etc.i love blink 182 and american hifi!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106665656822394276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5966782/posts/default/106665656822394276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hormonalstimulation.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106665656822394276' title=''/><author><name>Terrence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17307303268487314407</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></entry></feed>
