<?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-10525229</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:16:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supertoilet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10525229.post-113016040857446169</id><published>2005-10-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T06:26:48.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet dates</title><content type='html'>I am sorry, but the dates of the chalet are brought forward to 2-4 November.I am ALSO sorry that Jonathon Low is the person booking this time as we are VERY DESPERATE. I repeat: DES-PER-ATE.He cannot go from 15 of November 2005 till December, and I was happy until I remembered he is the guy booking this time.As you people know, 8-10 November is a no-no for a lot of people, like those appealling to get into other streams.And, there are too many peole, including me, who don't like chalets to be during weekends, and just think: In November 2005, these dates are cancelled out. THUS, only 2-4 November is available.I am truly sorry for all these, as next year we will not be together, never mind our 2/11 gays who might be crying now for 2/11 of 2005's demise. Never mind if you dun understand.So, for the girls, I suggest you come to this November chalet, then decide if you want to do anything about December chalet. The December chalet was initially only for boys, but I will see what we can do about it. Of course, you can also not want to come for December's; if girls come, I have more money to spend on the chalets. :)Lastly, I will post this in the class blog too, and my blog.. so hope you can forgive me, but ultimately, forgive Jennifer...uh, I mean Jon. Low, for all of our fists are now itching to pluck out his braces.   ----Kiat Boon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-113016040857446169?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/113016040857446169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=113016040857446169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/113016040857446169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/113016040857446169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/10/chalet-dates.html' title='Chalet dates'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-112670603252390576</id><published>2005-09-14T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T06:53:52.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be a careforce or not to be a careforce</title><content type='html'>"One must be filial to parents." (Confucius, ????~????)&lt;br /&gt;"When a woman is 20, she is like a rugby ball, get chased by loads of people, when she is 30, she is like a soccer ball, get chased by a group of people, when she is 40, she is like a poison ball, no one dare to touch her, when she is 50, she is like a tennis ball, get pushed to another person by hitting."(Joke book, non-living, no lifeline)&lt;br /&gt;"To be a pro or not to be a pro, that is the question."(Some smart alec, ????~????)&lt;br /&gt;"To be a careforce or not to be a careforce, that is the question."( Chin Kiat Boon, 1991~----)&lt;br /&gt;Why am I a careforce member? Oh yeah, right... Mrs Raja made me the care rep.! That is why. That is why I suffered even more. That is the reason why I don't feel caring at all.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a rehearsal for the mid-autumn festival, and full-dress too! A lot of Chinese teachers are involved, like Ms Lim Puay See and Ms Lin Rong Chan. They are also very vexed I guess, so I tried to avoid them or else History will repeat itself like Mr Chia's scolding.&lt;br /&gt;I am a backstage helper, and I need to move a lot of things. Examples are the Chinese gong and the whiteboards. The other two, Jess and Sheena, are involved in the giving of things like foodstuff, so they need not stay up so late.&lt;br /&gt;See, now on Friday, I need to stay up till about 10.30pm. How late is it??? Tell me! Anyway, I will be there watching the full moon...&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle, the cow jumps over the moon"(Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes, non-living, no lifeline)&lt;br /&gt;Uh-oh, I better walk away in that case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-112670603252390576?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112670603252390576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=112670603252390576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112670603252390576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112670603252390576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-be-careforce-or-not-to-be-careforce.html' title='To be a careforce or not to be a careforce'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-112566786665694046</id><published>2005-09-02T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T06:31:06.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature</title><content type='html'>Wanna know why Sherman and the others are laughing over my poem?&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry but I cannot help it when Ms Koh is just sitting so close to Mr Tan, no matter in staff room or during reccess time. During Plain English Speaking Competition Semi-finals, they sat so close together like...you know....lovebirds? (sorry again)&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, in the Literature poem, I immediately wrote about LOVE. Yes, Love. I wrote 4 stanzas, with 3 - 4 - 4 - 3 lines. (first stanza 3 lines, second 4, third 4, fourth 3) Nice hor? 'JOY LOVE ERIC TAN' fits perfectly inside right?? I put it as the initials of EVERY line and it still came out right. Firstly, I told Sherman about it and he laughed and told a lot of people. I then told Timothy and Yu Zhi. Almost all the boys in 2/11 knew, only the girls and Ms Koh herself.&lt;br /&gt;Later, those people told Ms Koh about it...luckily I wasn scolded....heng...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I still think I did a wonderful job, but I agree I shouldn overdo it, as Ms Koh will definitely be pissed off. So, wait for our English Mahjong Paper Play about the suspense story...I am going to be a real good character there, with GREAT acting skills and the representative of my blog...a toilet bowl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-112566786665694046?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112566786665694046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=112566786665694046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112566786665694046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112566786665694046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/09/literature.html' title='Literature'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-112529885263207992</id><published>2005-08-29T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:00:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chin Kiat Boon and the Series of Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>Maybe I watched Jim Carrey's movies a little too much...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it started from the time I became the MC for the Mathematics competition. Ya Yi of 2/7 ( I think) was the girl MC. Also, both of us wished we were NOT the MCs...&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I think I should tell you that the one who asked me to be the MC is Mr Ya, and I reluctantly agreed because I know Jasmine, who was MC for a lot of events, was very tired of it. So, I thought that helping out for one time is still ok. As for Ya Yi, she is an experienced MC. I learnt from her 'how to be a good MC', but I also learnt from her how to tie myself a tie. Furthermore, Mrs Lee said that I wore school pants and shirt inside, so I must get it out, and I had to get it out BACKSTAGE. The toilets, boy or girl, was locked and I had to strip behind. Embarrassing right? This is the first unfortunate and embarrassing event.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I think I talked too fast over the microphone, so Mr Chia scolded me. He also scolded everyone else. Ya Yi because she too soft, Hui Shan and Shu Xuan 'cause they cannot hear us announce the prizes and gave away the tenth prize instead of the fifth, and teachers for miscalculation of marks. Sian......&lt;br /&gt;Then Ya Yi got a secret admirer from elsewhere, some other school, when we finished. He asked," May I have your handphone number?" I ended up like an 'extra' there when Ya Yi was giving the numbers politely. That boy is really very daring lor... pro keah.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Jasmine asked me to be the MC for Teacher's Day. NO WAY! I would NEVER be a MC again. She is also a bit taller than me so I will look very awkward standing next to her. ( By the way, she is the girl MC). Third unfortunate event..luckily, she found a replacement. Then, I can go play LAN without the MC schedule harrassing my LAN time. No DotA, no fun.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I wrote this long series of unfortunate events, but I do not wish to get it in the cinemas. Instead, I will write more since my tagboard is BACK, and I hope you people can stay tune for another episode. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-112529885263207992?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112529885263207992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=112529885263207992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112529885263207992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112529885263207992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/08/chin-kiat-boon-and-series-of.html' title='Chin Kiat Boon and the Series of Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-112048497725855855</id><published>2005-07-04T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T06:49:37.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooftop</title><content type='html'>This song you are listening to is Rooftop, one of my favourite Jay Chou songs. That is, if you are listening to any music in the blog. You might have found out that I did not post anything for a long long long long time... sorry people.. the tagboard is also malfunctioning at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;    Just to end this post short, I hope you have a good time listening to this song. Thank you and bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-112048497725855855?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112048497725855855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=112048497725855855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112048497725855855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112048497725855855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/07/rooftop_04.html' title='Rooftop'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-112048497443488550</id><published>2005-07-04T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T06:49:34.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooftop</title><content type='html'>This song you are listening to is Rooftop, one of my favourite Jay Chou songs. That is, if you are listening to any music in the blog. You might have found out that I did not post anything for a long long long long time... sorry people.. the tagboard is also malfunctioning at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;    Just to end this post short, I hope you have a good time listening to this song. Thank you and bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-112048497443488550?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/112048497443488550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=112048497443488550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112048497443488550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/112048497443488550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/07/rooftop.html' title='Rooftop'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111892847124464178</id><published>2005-06-16T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T06:15:45.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chalet</title><content type='html'>Sorry I did not post for a really long time. I am still busy with my speech and NCC camp things. Right now, I am going to talk about the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;The chalet was fun----if you have the money. People who brought little money were sure to feel sian. Let's see: Wild Wild Wet, Escape, Bowling Alley, X Square, LAN shop... these things drained all of our money away like flushing money into the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;First day, we went to Escape. Well, only me, Yule, Broderick, Andrew... the others were saving for Wild Wild Wet. We played Viking once we went in. It was really noisy there with the girls screaming their heads off. Broderick joined in and shouted some censored words. Then, Yule joined and subsequently, you can hear "sex!" here and there. Later, due to Wan Ying's advice, we went to Wild and Wet and when we went down the slope, they shouted it again. Wan Ying they all said that we shouted enough for everyone to hear...uh-oh...why were I with them? Anyway, later we played some different games, then went back to Viking, played and went back to Viking, and we sat a lot of times. Urm... actually only me and Yule. 10+ times. We only went back to the chalet when we felt nauseous. You know, like vomit?&lt;br /&gt;Midnight fell as we watched 'Shaman King'. The girls left the chalet so we occupied two rooms. Then we went to the bowling alley to play a game of bowling...midnight bowling. We did not sleep until the bio-remedial...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Second day was the day we went Wild Wild Wet. I dunno why they wanted to go there.. so boring.. what shiok river, tsunami... all copy that Jurong East swimming complex lor. Well, except that Samsung Slide-up. That was quite fun. All of their expressions were funny especially when they went down the slope.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;By 11, I guess I already slept... so sian... wasted one fun night. But then again, so what? They were also sleeping lol.. but for us, I slept quite early.&lt;br /&gt;So that was the end of the chalet outing.. really, the devil gang, remember to tell someone when you are free. Hey, not to me please.. I dun want to sponsor anymore haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111892847124464178?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111892847124464178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111892847124464178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111892847124464178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111892847124464178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/06/chalet.html' title='The Chalet'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111633527934769707</id><published>2005-05-17T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T06:08:03.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;    Today, I had three mosquito bites in school...same area: the kneecap. Then, I had to try not to scratch, but I did it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;    Somewhere during school, I had stuck two big plastic chair anti-noisemakers into the Sun Wukong Jing Gu Bang and we attempted to take it out. Firstly, it was easy to take out the first one. I twisted it and it came off. Next is the big trouble. I tried to take it out, but it just would not come off. I asked Hou Pang to help. No avail. I asked Yu Zhi to help. Still no avail. Then we asked Jia Cheng.&lt;br /&gt;   It came off in one twist.&lt;br /&gt;   Then Mrs Raja scolded us for doing these and those...&lt;br /&gt;   Today is really boring with the tests. Chemistry everyone copied. Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hey! I have put up a new blog JUST TO PUT MY SONGS! Check out the links area. However, you must really strain your brain to find the meaning of the words. I mean: All the words are in Hanyu Pinyin! I cannot put up Chinese words because some people do not have the Chinese reading system and when I put the words up, they became bonkers. Anyway, this is an &lt;em&gt;ang-moh&lt;/em&gt; invention... so I guess we cannot put the words up.&lt;br /&gt;   Please do not try and tell everyone about this new blog about my songs or else I will be sued. Really. So, if you want and help me advertise, you can tell the students in 2/11 of 2005 only. Yeah. Please help out..I beg you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111633527934769707?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111633527934769707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111633527934769707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111633527934769707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111633527934769707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111564593455884068</id><published>2005-05-09T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:38:54.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tying of hair</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I really did not know they were tying my hair up until Mr. Ya saw it.&lt;br /&gt;      Firstly, I was there talking to Leon and Sherman, then they were laughing all way while talking. I asked them about what they are laughing at but they are willing to tell. Finally, Mr. Ya saw it and he said that I better become a girl. I do not even know it! I guess I ignored the pain huh...they must be quite rough I think. I saw strands of hair just below my postion..&lt;br /&gt;      Also, today after school when we are about to go home, Jin Xing wanted to go home with Jess. "Ok," I said," I will wait and anyway I do not want to go home so early." As you can see, Wei Cong and Jess both take 184, or is it? Anyway, Jess wanted to go home with Wei Cong too. You know, as I can sympathise with Jess, at least when you are bored, you can listen to Wei Cong's crap. Blah....blah... Wei Cong, please don't kill me when you see this; it is really true! Then for some unknown reason, Jin Xing says that we can go home already, just the 2 of us. Straightaway, I felt confused. "What do you mean? Suddenly we are back to the same spot?" Still I went home and got a haircut. DISGUSTING haircut. I am the third Yee Hong. Chan Yee Hong, Lee Yee Hong, Chin Yee Hong. The Yee Hong brothers!!&lt;br /&gt;     Some time, I will put up a new blog somewhere to post my talent---changing Jay Chou songs. I intend to put up a colourful Jay Chou background and the posts will be all the new Jay Chou lyrics. For security purposes, I will put a password. This is to avoid other Jay Chou fans from coming in and sueing me like crazy. That is it. I will put it up sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111564593455884068?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111564593455884068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111564593455884068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111564593455884068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111564593455884068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/05/tying-of-hair.html' title='Tying of hair'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111460779201805336</id><published>2005-04-27T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T06:16:32.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Bravo ------ Yours truly</title><content type='html'>Yes, I was not a 'siao lang' in the play anymore!&lt;br /&gt;      Today for Literature, I acted as Johnny Cade, a shy little boy who killed Bob. I did the whatever 'matrix mode', then that Ponyboy prompted me to hasten up. Stupid play... anyway, Sherman's play was also quite interesting, only that Sherman did not dare to do the Elvis disco dance. Nicholas help his own group big time. Oh yeah, the puppet play some of the girls did were also quite awesome, only that I cannot see very well. The others were all blocking and Wei Cong doing LAME things... I mean he is lame-r than me.. remember? The Jia Cheng walk in today's 2.4km? Only some of you saw me touching the ground with my hands though. And I am sure the boys would clap for you---if you are a boy, that is. That is the sexual discrimination in our class. Also, just think: If Yu Zhi or Broderick were to say something worth applauding for, we will defintely do so. If the person is Wei Cong or Jon. Low, "ahem".&lt;br /&gt;      Today is hell for Broderick too. We were going home taking 173 and he and Yu Zhi drank the Bubble Tea. They were there complaining that grape flavour sucks, almond sucks, yam sucks, lemon rules... and we took 173. The bus driver stopped them.&lt;br /&gt;      " Sorry, you have to go out. You cannot drink in the bus."&lt;br /&gt;      " Ah...never mind one lar! Drink only what! At most we don drink lor!"&lt;br /&gt;      We went in. Halfway the journey I took a look at them and they were already sipping the bubble tea. I laughed of course. Broderick wanted to act. He raised his bubble tea and he drank. The bus driver did not see it. He did it again. He did not see it. Broderick laughed at himself and he drank normally.&lt;br /&gt;     This time, he saw it.&lt;br /&gt;     In the end, we went out right at the next stop, waiting for another bus and we took 963 instead. Sian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111460779201805336?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111460779201805336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111460779201805336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111460779201805336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111460779201805336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/johnny-bravo-yours-truly.html' title='Johnny Bravo ------ Yours truly'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111383132820747607</id><published>2005-04-18T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T06:35:28.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer mania</title><content type='html'>Caught by Mrs. Chan the first time...&lt;br /&gt;     Today, we played a harsh game of soccer cum rugby, and you can see the secondary 1s trying to dodge our shots. I nearly hit a sec 1 boy who suddenly ran into my shot, but he suddenly saw the ball and leaped backwards. Phew... however, by that time, it was already 10.34am. Oh no, we are going to be late.. So I dashed back to the toilet to dress my wound because my scab broke when the ball hit my left kneecap. Halfway, I heard 2/11 scream. I turned. Over there, a ball flew outside the field. Then I also heard," Hey, Jon Low!" Thanks, now I know what was going on. However it was too late, and by the time I got to the classroom...&lt;br /&gt;     ...&lt;br /&gt;     " Kiat Boon, stay there."&lt;br /&gt;     Unlucky...&lt;br /&gt;     I had to reason out with Mrs. Chan and the other 2/11 were there in line waiting for a chance to speak. Mrs. Chan saw my wound and understood my pains, and let me go in. When I went in, I saw only HALF the class chairs filled. Then, at that moment, I knew how many people in 2/11 play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;    Today, I did something nasty. I showed some of the girls Mr. Ya's video. He was stripping, and... oh yeah! I mentioned that in the previous post! So I showed them. Then, because I already started it, Yu Zhi got too heated up and showed them Broderick's butt.. If you remember, in some post I wrote last time, I said that in Leon's house, Broderick took photos and gallery videos. THIS is the video I am talking about. Then Broderick was so angry he took the handphone and nearly showed Yu Zhi's. You see, Yu Zhi's figure is so good, and I think people will even PAY for the video of Yu Zhi. Ok, maybe not girls, but boys will. What's so good about Broderick's butt? Yu Zhi's is the ONE people need to see. However, Yu Zhi just took that away to avoid further disaster. Sianz..&lt;br /&gt;   PS: If you people want the video of Mr Ya, I think you better go to Wesley. Broderick sent it to Wesley through infared. However, 'Jia Cheng walk' and 'butt' and 'nice butt' are still in the 'one and only' state. It is still with Broderick only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111383132820747607?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111383132820747607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111383132820747607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111383132820747607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111383132820747607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/soccer-mania.html' title='Soccer mania'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111357378532393858</id><published>2005-04-15T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T07:03:05.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! We did not perfectly, but we still did well! Do not be too sad... I know Zhi Xin herself felt like Nicholas, they both feel that they could do even better. However, to me, they have really done us proud. Yu Zhi even sprained his thigh, and I think that he was way too serious. I am definitely not saying that they will lose for sure, but do not be too harsh on yourselves. That is my message. If you all do not agree, please take this as crap because I can run but I don't want to. I am a shame...&lt;br /&gt;      We got a lot of '3rd's, one '2nd' and one '4th'. I think if I am not wrong, 2/4 is the winner, 2/3 is second, and 2/11 is in the third place. Third is very good for a competition so tense. Also, I did not know that Mr. Ya has a nice figure. You know, he was changing clothes and the Broderick combo came up. Broderick and his little camera. He shot off and took the whole scene down. He has chest muscle, stomach muscle, arm muscle... too bad he fell into the wrong team. If not he could have won. Then, a lot of us feel that Broderick should take the whole video of Mr. Ya's sprinting method. He ran as he gritted his teeth, his eyes wide... that is worse than Broderick.&lt;br /&gt;     We went into KFC and saw Mrs. Seng and 2/12 together eating, then we went home with Sherman. Sherman kept hitting my wound when I said that he likes Khoonnie. I am really a nuisance to Sherman after a straight thought. I stole his wallet, I pushed him, I wrote that he likes a total of 3 people consisting of Ferny, Khoonnie and Christel, and now I did that. What if I change my blog address to shermanloveskhoonnie.blogspot.com? White-hot pain! I think I will leave that aside until my wound gets better. Ouch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111357378532393858?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111357378532393858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111357378532393858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111357378532393858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111357378532393858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111348531909621134</id><published>2005-04-14T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T06:28:39.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's experience</title><content type='html'>Boring...&lt;br /&gt;    In the morning, we did not do anything. In class, everything was as usual, except Yule and Joel who painted the soccer ball in graffiti. I call it the 'Geylang Ball'. Where else can you find so much graffiti and gangster-like painting? After school, we played in the Computer Laboratory until Mrs Raja and Ms. Lim Puay See came in with a group of detention-assigned 1/11 students. They stopped us from playing. We had to leave. Boring again.&lt;br /&gt;   Then, we took the new ball to play soccer and the graffiti al hardened and dropped out due to its imcompatibilitiness with the material of the ball. God...&lt;br /&gt;   When I reached home, that Jun Li from 2/8 told me to be a NCC marshall who will stand at the Clementi Stadium and wait for the Sun to melt me down. Oh darn, what more can be worse? No Nicholas' funny running facial expression, no more Broderick's stupid face, no more Sherman's funny gesture..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111348531909621134?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111348531909621134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111348531909621134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111348531909621134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111348531909621134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/todays-experience.html' title='Today&apos;s experience'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111339821304192563</id><published>2005-04-13T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T06:16:53.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney's...I mean Leon's... Playhouse!</title><content type='html'>Today was a boring day. Nothing much happened at the foyer, only me rewriting my songs in Maths 4 and other students studying for Geography. We had a rebel with Mdm Poon with the test and in this commotion Yule and Jing Yun took the opportunity to cheat. Hey, they succeeded! I tell you: I should really change my blog to kiatboon.blogspot.com or something like that. Jing Yun has not helped me with this blog... sorry to all those fellow bloggers. I am afraid you have to change the links and so on. Sorry. Right now, Jing Yun is with Yule. Urm, let's analyse... both of them pon assembly together, both of them play soccer with a crazy attitude...what more?&lt;br /&gt;    Then.&lt;br /&gt;    Broderick brought two X-box controllers to school. They are not K-box controllers, mind you. Anyway, we need the two to play a good game of Halo with XBox because Leon has two and Broderick has two too. Two plus two equals four! With four controllers, we can play with more players. However, something was missing in the XBox socket or something, so we cannot play. We wanted to swim and play Royal Rumble but Leon's resident pass was missing. In the end, we did nothing. Ok, we DID do something. We took pictures of faces and other objects... not like what you think in your mind now. Not flowers and scenery and Happy Tree Friends. But, the three of them told me not to tell you all, so I cannot tell.&lt;br /&gt;   Ok, it is settled. I will change this to &lt;a href="http://www.toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com"&gt;www.toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Remember it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111339821304192563?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111339821304192563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111339821304192563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111339821304192563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111339821304192563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/disneysi-mean-leons-playhouse.html' title='Disney&apos;s...I mean Leon&apos;s... Playhouse!'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111331338325149209</id><published>2005-04-12T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T06:43:03.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing is the best medicine... steroid?</title><content type='html'>Wow! Today was really fantastic! This morning Ken chased Broderick and vice-versa, they kept on running around the Koi pond and then they ran away. I followed them just to see the classroom light on. I thought it was Ken and Broderick, but no! Only Jess and Cheryl were present there, and also sleeping. I thought to myself, since I had come so far, why not check if Maths 3 was there? So I checked. Nope...I am really gonna cry. Still, I ran downstairs and saw Broderick catch Ken and gaying him.&lt;br /&gt;    In soccer, I did not know why, but I laughed all about. I saw Sherman and Jin Xing keep on kicking the ball around like mad and it was so funny to me. Then for all of a sudden, I seemed that I blocked almost all the shots away and penertrated through their 'patterns'...a miracle, especially Yu Zhi's pattern. I ran left then I laughed, and so I stopped, then Yu Zhi thought I continued running so he stopped too. Then, of course, I took the ball. Laughing also helped me in Leon's pattern. Like I said in the title: laughing is the best medicine... doesn't it seem like steroid down here? I guess in competitions I must laugh too. Steroid-consuming in a legal way is always good.&lt;br /&gt;    In CME, the higher mother tongue teacher came and we were in chaos. Everyone was over there screaming here and there, but I walked around asking, " Do you know where my Maths 3 is?" Maths 3 is my REAL girlfriend...honestly! If I cannot find it...I mean her, then I will have to weep over her demise! Never mind, I shall find another one. I really think that Jia Cheng took my girlfriend away because he sat near to Yu Zhi and he is always having a little problem with his logic... do not tell Jia Cheng about this. Still, in second lesson, I could not help it but to go insane. I stole Sherman's wallet, watch the Mars VS Venus fight and experienced the Water Battle! Broderick caught Sherman's stupid expression, and we deleted it reluctantly. The Mars fight was also nice. Joanne sprayed water on Jin Xing's bag by accident. Jin Xing sprayed water on her. She retaliated. HE retaliated. In the end, one vulgarised word ended the battle. Nice! The Water Battle was also beautiful. Yule and Ken kept spraying until I flared up because Yule sprayed water on my Summary paper and table. I am really bad... me ending the fight I wanted to watch...&lt;br /&gt;   In Pastoral Care last 20 minutes, THE TEACHER returned. We had to stop everything. Still, for some unknown reason, I went on ' You suck!" to Mrs. Raja and she turned her head. Yu Zhi and the gang were laughing at me. Pretending, I looked at Jing Yun. She turned her head back. I continued saying "you suck" though. I was really sick in the head today because of my Maths 3. You can see me very miserable today in class if you observed. Right now, I had calmed down. I will write a new one and I DO NOT CARE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111331338325149209?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111331338325149209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111331338325149209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111331338325149209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111331338325149209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/laughing-is-best-medicine-steroid.html' title='Laughing is the best medicine... steroid?'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111322500580005665</id><published>2005-04-11T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T06:10:05.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>These few weeks I will be playing Jay Chou songs, because my Maths 3 is highly related to it. My Maths 3 is lost!! If anyone happened to find it, please give it back! My hours of effort would be wasted!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111322500580005665?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111322500580005665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111322500580005665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111322500580005665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111322500580005665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111279472210937815</id><published>2005-04-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T06:38:42.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today was an exciting day. Happy, sad, unlucky, funny...I've got them all today. I am going to explode in the emotional part because of this...&lt;br /&gt;    In flag-raising ceremony, I was there reading newspapers when Theodore and Jerome asked about the word 'pu2 ren2'. It means servant. Maybe you can check it out? Anyway, I explained the meaning to them when Mrs. Lim said that I talked too much. Unlucky case number 1.&lt;br /&gt;    In Literature, I was told to turn off my monitor. Then, I watched dedust and got myself into trouble. Mrs Seng saw my monitor on and made me stand up and sit again. Luckily, I did not listen to my friends. They tell me to shut it off. I did not listen to them. Imagine: You have been found out by your teacher that you are doing something with the computer. If you turned off the computer if you are in my shoes, then you may expect a greater punishment. So to act, I just turned off the dedust. In the end, I've got a lighter punishment after explaining the fake truth to Mrs. Seng. I am really bad now. I lied! Well, that is nothing great actually.&lt;br /&gt;    Then, in Biology, Yi Yang and Leon went away for the competition and we had two pairs of hands less. I stayed back for 10 minutes to do it well. Other groups like you people had four pairs of hands to do the job easily. But for my group, we had to rush for the incubator and so on while time flew. We ended up late for the Maths lesson. Mr. Ya had no time to teach us, so we went for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;    In the heats today in the Clementi Stadium, the 2/11 girls for the 4 x 100m race did not do very well due to the accidental stumbling and all that, but it is really ok. I did not mind it at all, and Broderick did not too. I know I am very boring saying Sherman this, Broderick that. However, these are the two whose minds are narrow-er than anyone. ( Just joking.) If Broderick did not laugh or comment, then it is ok, right? Plain common sense and logic we use here. In the boys 4 x 100, that is where the fun starts. Wesley gave a good start when he overtook one competitor. Then, Yu Zhi did the most here. He dashed and took over everyone until he was first. Then he passed to Joel. He did not disapoint us too. He even ran faster than normal when playing soccer. Finally, Nicholas gave a sweet finish as he run as funny as always. Sherman and I cannot help it; we had to laugh. Honestly, by right, Nicholas ran faster than Yu Zhi, but in this race I could not tell.&lt;br /&gt;   Ken and Jerome were beside us waiting for the 4 x 400m race when it poured. The rain flooded the field and tracks. Broderick did something nasty. He poured water on someone downstairs and hid. Then he poured again. He is crazy, ain't he? We are at the top of the spactator stage, and below there is the pavement. I guess Broderick will get it tomorrow. When we went home, Broderick pressed the bell quadraple times. Everyone looked at him, and I had to pretend not to laugh and to know him well. I hope I acted well there; I cannot contain my laughter well.&lt;br /&gt;   Gosh, said too much! I haven't finished my journal entry yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111279472210937815?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111279472210937815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111279472210937815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111279472210937815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111279472210937815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111270945073488275</id><published>2005-04-05T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T00:16:34.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-NIL-</title><content type='html'>By the way, please go to &lt;a href="http://www.stickpage.om/deaztecplay.shtml"&gt;http://www.stickpage.om/deaztecplay.shtml&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flashplayer.com/animation/dedust.html"&gt;http://www.flashplayer.com/animation/dedust.html&lt;/a&gt;. They might be a little too slow, but just do other things first before coming to the webpage. Watch the dedustplay first, then deaztecplay. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: If the dedustplay is not working, please load aztecplay, then go to the dedust link. You can find it at the bottom of the word 'credits'. Remember, always watch dedust first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111270945073488275?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111270945073488275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111270945073488275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111270945073488275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111270945073488275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/nil.html' title='-NIL-'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111270772941444528</id><published>2005-04-05T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T06:28:49.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>I am really very angry today.&lt;br /&gt;    In the morning, I took 189 to Nan Hua and when I alight, the bus driver did not open the door. The bell is up there ringing so many times and he did not even know. Instead he opened the front door to let more people go in. A lot of people were there urging him to open the door, but I just saw him shrug. Finally, there was another Nan Huarian (secondary 3 or 4) and he shouted, " Open lar!" Then the driver finally knew what was going on. That bus driver is really dangerous. He is not concentrating on driving. One thing goes wrong, a lot of lives go to hell. Nice work the driver's got there.&lt;br /&gt;   Then, I went to the foyer and throw my bag near the chair, and the 2/11 boys look at me like as if they got do anything wrong. Then I had to explain everything to them. I also went back to class and studied for Higher Mother Tongue. In soccer, I was also very aggressive. I do not know why, but these few weeks I feel very lousy. I feel like punching that person up. Actually, only a few knows what I am talking about. I am not going to tell anyone about the person who irritated me greatly. Anyway, I vented out my anger on soccer. Then, a lot of other people started to be aggresive to. In the end, we had a Royal Rumble. Ok, it is not that bad. It is only a rugby match, what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;   Then, I did not talk to everyone today except for the boys at the foyer and Sherman. Yeah, the English riddle partners also. Other than that, my lips are sealed to everyone today. I am going to be like what Wei Cong said about Chun Kiat. AUTISTIC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111270772941444528?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111270772941444528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111270772941444528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111270772941444528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111270772941444528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111262106293505347</id><published>2005-04-04T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T06:24:22.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMT training</title><content type='html'>Today in the morning, Broderick used his handphone to take pictures of many people... crazy right? That freak can laugh at his own staff sergeant already, so why can't he do this? He took pictures of Sherman, Hou Pang, Jonathon Ng, Jing Yun and Yule. I think there are more, but never mind. Their facial expression is very funny, really...&lt;br /&gt;      Then in the IMT training, we need to shoot a 25m canadian bull and a snap. A canadian bull is an inverted 'u' and I have to use my rifle and shoot. The place the bullet lands does not matter, but they have to be at least a maximum of 15 cm per grouping. One miss, and all goes blank. I got about 10 cm grouping, someone got 7 cm, and that Sherman got a 4cm grouping. In my six  shootouts, I failed one, similar to everyone except Sherman. Now Sherman has 17/20. He has a marksmanship! But I, for no reason, got 7/20. I failed only one and I received 7? Wow. I think there must be some reading inaccuracy, but I did not check up on that. I should get a 12.5 like Joel did because he also failed the same one as me. Never mind that; it is only an excerise... Sherman is very disappointed now I think.&lt;br /&gt;      Finally, we went home. I got home at 7.30pm.. tomorrow is going to be better. Joel and Jin Xing are going to participate in tomorrow's events, so I am surely going to be there. Anyway, Nicholas already got a 1st in the race. So, I want to see how they fare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111262106293505347?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111262106293505347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111262106293505347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111262106293505347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111262106293505347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/04/imt-training.html' title='IMT training'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111227308364229184</id><published>2005-03-31T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T04:44:43.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heats and the soccer in the rain</title><content type='html'>Today I am going to talk to you about the events that happened yesterday and today too. Yesterday, I went to watch the heats in Clementi stadium. Everyone except Jia Cheng did well. Sarah got into third, Zhi Xin also snatched away some groovy titles and Nicholas even got into first place. Then there was a seat nearest to the running lane. Broderick, Yu Zhi, Sherman, Joel, Yule and some others including me watched the B division run. Idiotically, Broderick laughed at NCC staff Eugene when he ran. Broderick is going to get some fun tomorrow. Let's be specific in that particular event. We sat there as 8 participants started to run from the 200 metre point. Then, two of the runners ran past us. Broderick then start to widen his eyes. Very comically, he pointed at staff and shouted, " HUH? STAFF ARH? Hahaha.." Staff stared at him and ran. Is that, by the way, a stare or a glare? No one knows. One thing we know for sure, is that Broderick is going to have a difficult life now.&lt;br /&gt;      Today, I watched the Careforce thing and there was one ex 2/9 joker. I know him well, he is Wei Jie. He sings pretty well, think you know it, but he talks crap better. Then, I learnt that Yule hit Broderick in a soccer match in the rain. Broderick went to see a doctor. Then I played for a while, but stopped for no reason. Nothing much happened. But do not be surprised when you see a scar on an indian...indian aka Broderick Tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111227308364229184?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111227308364229184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111227308364229184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111227308364229184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111227308364229184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/heats-and-soccer-in-rain.html' title='Heats and the soccer in the rain'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111210262992901595</id><published>2005-03-29T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:23:50.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impromptu</title><content type='html'>Today I had a plain speaking competition and I talked about plants. There were eleven classes participating: 1/10 did not participate. I talked about plants and it so happened that I seemed to have made the shortest speech among the eleven. It was not over though. Every single contestant had to go to 3/6 and wait for one's turn to speak. In the end, I talked a whole chunk of crap and got into the finals. Oh good, now I have to write another speech.. I really wish to quit now.&lt;br /&gt;     Then yesterday, I really was unable to sleep. I had to turn to and fro again.. same as the day before. Then, I had to change my bed place and I slept and woke up at an hours' time. Luckily, whenever I wake up from a sleep and I haven't slept enough, I will be able to sleep well within five minutes. However, God knows this will get worse. Oh yeah, because the computer laboratory is now open, I created a new Runescape account. i_love_an_s ... remember this account. It is still a measly level 9.. I really had to train it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111210262992901595?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111210262992901595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111210262992901595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111210262992901595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111210262992901595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/impromptu.html' title='Impromptu'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111201407286360403</id><published>2005-03-28T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T04:47:52.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal challenges</title><content type='html'>Yes... insomnia is here again!&lt;br /&gt;      Yesterday, I tried to sleep, but in the end I rolled here and there and I really could not sleep. I had to drink some water and after that when to my parent's room to watch TV.. by then 11.30pm, so I felt cold inside because my parents all going to sleep, leaving me alone. I had to force myself and I finally slept...time unknown. My insomnia is coming back, and I really wish this would go away. Of course, it is not really insomnia, but I felt stupid because I really need to use energy to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;      Besides, today I had an impromptu speech and I talked about fungi. It is only when they laugh then I remember that there is a dirty side to it! This really stinks. What is wrong with fungi? Then, a whole bunch of boys delibrately volunteered to be supporters in the plain english competition... tomorrow too. I also need to memorise the speech I wrote. It is so long, but what do you expect? It had to withstand four to five minutes! I am really going to faint from all these. External illnesses could be treated easily and it inflicts pain, but internal illnesses must be treated by myself and it inflicts pain double the external illness. The anxiety from the speech and the disability to have a good sleep is really driving me crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111201407286360403?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111201407286360403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111201407286360403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111201407286360403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111201407286360403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/internal-challenges.html' title='Internal challenges'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111192773592145580</id><published>2005-03-27T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T04:48:55.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday stretch</title><content type='html'>I had three relaxing days and today is the last day. There is a Good Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Wow...time passed so really fast.&lt;br /&gt;    On Friday, I went out with Broderick, Farron his brother, Yi Yang, Leon, Jing Yun and played LAN gaming. Then, we watched Spongebob Squarepants! I am very surprised that Spongebob Squarepants is not very nice! It is a little stupid and I expected a heap of laughter but it is actually an action movie I think. The only funny part is when Spongebob gets on David Hasselhoff the Baywatch-er and drives him back to Bikini Bottom. As for Jin Xing's group, I think they had more fun. 4 hours of LAN gaming! Wow... expensive though. They also went with a group of girls. That is nice for Jin Xing, especially when he saw the 'new' hairdo two of the girls have and I think he now changed his opinion.&lt;br /&gt;    On Saturday I did most of my homework and on Sunday I kept on thinking about the speech i have to write. I call the topic 'plants'. Be prepared for me to talk crap there: it is what I must do...that is the winning factor of this competition. The impromptu I must also talk crap. You may not know but I had an impromptu on Thursday... Yu Zhi and Broderick can witness! It is because you all wrote about the CCA thing and I finished early so that is why I had the impromptu and you people did not know. On Monday, I shall talk a lot of crap again! But, the problem is... can I talk that much crap??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111192773592145580?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111192773592145580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111192773592145580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111192773592145580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111192773592145580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/holiday-stretch.html' title='Holiday stretch'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111158260942368413</id><published>2005-03-23T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T04:56:49.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieus Sherman Tan Xian Loong</title><content type='html'>Sherman is going for a competition tomorrow Thursday and he will not be at school. I am mentally hurt now; don't rub salt into my wound.. I am missing his wallet. His stupid ideas. His stupid face. His stupid attitude. His chio sister. I miss them all. Please tell Sheena that Sherman lost her golden ball.. and he doesn't give a damn. Because of this heartbreakening fact, I shall tell another heartbreaking fact to you. You think Sherman really likes Ferny and Christel? Think again. If so, why did not he beat me up? He can definitely F5 me since I can to him too. He loves...he loves...ok ok, he likes.. I shall tell all of you the secret after 5 days when Sherman failed to find the ball even after the grace period I gave him. Haha... the clock is ticking, Sherman...&lt;br /&gt;   Right now, why don't you go to &lt;a href="http://www.swimming.org.sg"&gt;www.swimming.org.sg&lt;/a&gt; and go to centre of excellence? Then you click onto swimmers' profiles and check out Christel Fung Shufen and Sherman Tan Xian Loong. You need Java and Adobe to read it. Honest! That is Christel's real name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111158260942368413?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111158260942368413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111158260942368413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111158260942368413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111158260942368413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/adieus-sherman-tan-xian-loong.html' title='Adieus Sherman Tan Xian Loong'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111150238066654943</id><published>2005-03-22T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T06:39:40.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CME drama</title><content type='html'>Today it was perfectly normal, and I am really relieved to see Mrs. Chan not here. She is really not bad and she is very encouraging, but the thing is that whenever she is around, she will practise the impromptu with me.. you think it is entertaining? Then please take my role. I do not want to take up that role. It is too heavy a burden.&lt;br /&gt;    In the afternoon CME period, we have already decided not to take part in CME drama today, but that Jonathon Low stood up and we were mistaken... the drama is really not at all complete! Did you see us discussing over there? That is because we did not know what to do. In the end, we used our own words in the story and it turned out to be better! ( The R(A) movie and The Powerpuff Girls were already planned ahead already.) I am needed to be the good friend to Wei Hao aka Mary ( should have been Maria) and the extra music of PPG... Fighting crime, trying to save the world, here we come just in time, the powerpuff girls.. Wei Hao said that Jonathon Low to be Bubbles is going to be fun and it really is. Wow, I have got the real cast! Yu Zhi and Broderick to be gay in R(A) ( Ken and Jia Cheng is also ok), Jin Xing to Throat Slam, Andrew to back up, Jon Low, Yu Le to be PPGs, Wei Hao to be a joker and Chun Kiat to... anyway, it was a real good cast. Thank you for your attention in this post!&lt;br /&gt;    P.S. : Remember about the advertisement? Cookies and cream? We planned to do another one... watch this: We are students by day and brothers by night.. we play E, smack K.. you know the drug? We forgot to do that and everyone was real disappointed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111150238066654943?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111150238066654943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111150238066654943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111150238066654943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111150238066654943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/cme-drama.html' title='CME drama'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111141029802483556</id><published>2005-03-21T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T05:04:58.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school...I mean swimming</title><content type='html'>I am lost on the first day of school, I did not know what homework to hand in and I forgot what is my routine every school day. One week and I am like that! The LAN gamings have really brainwashed me... if I were to play more, I would be holding an M4A1 to school. Then, Leon asked a lot of boys if they wanted to go to his house today. Everyone agreed. Hurray, we are going to play Royal Rumble! Remember, the pushing game? Go to my archives and find the post if your memory is too short to be true. This time, Jin Xing had really came. Uh-oh...&lt;br /&gt;      There is an English lesson today, and I had found out that I am going to have an impromptu again! Darn, I said. Then, she said about the Mikey basketballer worksheet and I did the summary but I had thrown it away thinking that Term 2 is going to have new worksheets other than the holiday homework! Double darn, I said.&lt;br /&gt;      Finally, we were scolded by Leon's maid who served his family for 16 years for wearing Leon's belongings to go to swim. She seemed caring about Leon, but we honestly think that she was just worrying about extra clothes to clean. Imagine: Jin Xing, me, Andrew, Jon. Low, Wesley, Yu Zhi, Broderick and Joel. 8 people to wash. Woohoo.. the maid's hands are going to be rough.. we played Royal Rumble for a while but we then played underwater catching. It was quite fun, though I got angry for them cheating. I caught one and the other swam away by himself. I guarded one and the others pulled him away. I pulled back and they said I cannot hold on because that is unfair. One crazy boy even ran on the floor, not on water, and he was playing catching with me and he jumped into the pool and spurted water onto me. Guess who was the one who did almost all of these? He was like a &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lling here and there. I got fe &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;up with him and start &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; d to cheat mo &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e than he d&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; d to me.. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; razy.. he only &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nows how &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o che &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; t... next time ba &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him from coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111141029802483556?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111141029802483556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111141029802483556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111141029802483556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111141029802483556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-day-of-schooli-mean-swimming.html' title='First day of school...I mean swimming'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111121237361834559</id><published>2005-03-19T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T22:06:13.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush Hour III ---- Homework</title><content type='html'>I am cooped up in my house doing homework and finding books for Chinese and English in the library. Xian1 tian2 hou4 ku3... this really stinks... besides, I still have the impromptu. Why...?&lt;br /&gt;      Anyway, I think I will change this blog skin soon, so be ready for a whole new change. Yeah! New term, new skin, same song, ok? If you want me to change this Dragonball song, I will do so, but please tag to tell me, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;     Alright, I have to go. Seems that this post is tarnishing my reputation as a long-winder... cause I have a lot of homework. Let's see: Chinese, English, History, Literature...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111121237361834559?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111121237361834559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111121237361834559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111121237361834559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111121237361834559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/rush-hour-iii-homework.html' title='Rush Hour III ---- Homework'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111114852388582296</id><published>2005-03-18T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T04:22:03.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature remedial</title><content type='html'>I went to the literature remedial today and had to watch The Outsiders movie. It is absolutely boring in such a way that everyone started to talk at the middle of the movie. I walked around to talk with Nicholas and sat back with Joel. Nothing to do, we played with Broderick's handphone and Yule was trying to take down a photo of Nicholas or Hou Pang until the teacher came and stopped us. We then had NO choice but to wait until the show ended.&lt;br /&gt;    We got out of the room and ate lunch and then went to Clementi to LAN. There was a girl who was unknown to us but she still joined in. Yule sat beside her and started to talk to her throughout the game. I am now very sure that Yule has another girlfriend right at that time :) . She called herself caretiger in the game and I honestly think that Yule call himself Carebear to suit her. I fragged a lot of people in awp map, especially by pure accident. I am really lucky today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111114852388582296?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111114852388582296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111114852388582296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111114852388582296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111114852388582296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/literature-remedial.html' title='Literature remedial'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111106397662391412</id><published>2005-03-17T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T04:52:56.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robots VS Leadership</title><content type='html'>I went to the COMPULSORY leadership training camp today and found another freako with an attitude just like Mr. Ya. You might not have remembered this, but there was a time where by Mr. Ya was new to our class and Sherman and Leon change name...or is it someone else? Anyway, because of this, I changed my name with Sherman. Then, Broderick followed by changing with Yule. You know what happens then. Yu Zhi change with Andy aka Jia Cheng and Jonathon change with Isaac. Everyone was calling each others' names; it was so funny...&lt;br /&gt;    Then, we went to Jurong East to watch Spongebob Squarepants. However, the show is at 5.30pm, so we had to watch Robots. The show is quite good and touching too, at a few moments. If those who screamed or shouted at Mr. Adrian's scare, you might be crying in the cinema already. As it is created by the creaters of Ice Age, you should really watch it. I do not regret it, but I still look forward to the childish laugh of Spongebob and the mew of Gary and the grumble of Squidward. Of course, the " ARE YOU READY KIDS?!" should not be forgotten too...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111106397662391412?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111106397662391412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111106397662391412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111106397662391412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111106397662391412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/robots-vs-leadership.html' title='Robots VS Leadership'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111097575544687385</id><published>2005-03-16T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T04:22:35.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAN gaming</title><content type='html'>I gone out with my ex-classmates today and played a friendly match of soccer. Then Shaun Chng, Randy Teo, Chai Chong Keng, Mong Jun Hann and me played LAN... It was really very funny. Let me tell you what we had today. Firstly, we played with Shaun's friends and the duo were really pro in AWP. It is like you run outside within two seconds you're dead. So we countered by doing cheats. We used gravity 9999 to kill them. How? Well this is a cheat whereby the gravity is hightened drastically, so whenever they move they die. We stop moving and they move and we get the score. Understand?&lt;br /&gt;   Also, we lower the gravity so when we jump we can jump very high. I used a glock-10 pistol and jumped out of the duo's sight and landed behind them and I fragged them one by one with a headshot. We used air acceleration too. When you jump and try to move at the same time, you get pushed into another place. So you can see the duo so frustrated when seeing a whole bunch of freaks dashing here and there in the air and couldn't aim properly. They tried jumping too so as to counter us, but then we landed and changed the gravity back to normal and they suddenly plopped down to the ground and they were killed instantly. Nice...&lt;br /&gt;   P.S. To all people: I am sorry I will not be able to post very often nowadays. I hope you can understand, haha... my grades...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111097575544687385?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111097575544687385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111097575544687385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111097575544687385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111097575544687385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/lan-gaming.html' title='LAN gaming'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111055139648904336</id><published>2005-03-11T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T06:29:56.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Sherman, swimming is not as boring as you thought it out to be.&lt;br /&gt;      However, before we get to this swimming issue, I would like to tell you that I would gladly appreciate it if no one votes for me in the future. I really do not want to be a councillor, or a chairman, or anyone. Luckily I haven't. Please..I could not handle responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;      We went to Leon's condominium and played Halo. Broderick fragged a lot of people, but Leon beat him in a lot of rounds. They have the needler in the inventory, and it has a homing missile-shooter. I lost of course.. then we went swimming by borrowing Leon's pants. Then we played stupid games. everyone had to go underwater swimming and pass through everyone's legs. Then we held our breath and competed for the longest breath.&lt;br /&gt;      However, there is this part whereby we pushed and pulled each other into the swimming pool. Wesley kept on backstabbing us; Yu Zhi and I dragged in into the pool with Leon's help too. I was dragged in for a few times by them also, but I think I had done the best. For I was the lightest there, I could still push a lot of people in. Of course, that needed a lot of energy.. especially Yu Zhi. Broderick is light so it was easy. We even ganged up on Broderick and caught him and threw him into the pool. Just don't invite Jin Xing in. With the size, I think I would have died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111055139648904336?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111055139648904336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111055139648904336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111055139648904336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111055139648904336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111037448953109232</id><published>2005-03-09T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T05:21:29.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Training of The Term</title><content type='html'>( To Jess and Cheryl: We did not shout bye-bye...don't be so naive, haha... we shouted {ta ma de}...)&lt;br /&gt;      Another darn day...&lt;br /&gt;      We had Geography today as our first two periods, and my, am I looking forward to the computer laboratory! Yu Zhi, Nicholas and Broderick too. Then, Mdm Poon cancelled the chance to go out and breath in air-conditioned air! Next, I am going to talk about Mrs Seng. I do not know anything about you, but I feel that Mrs. Seng is really a little weird. She can blow hot and cold at you ANYTIME she wants to. I feel like expanding and contracting too much I would explode like what rocks do.&lt;br /&gt;     Then it is NCC, and it is really living hell for us. Do you want to know our total strength in my platoon? As in... how many sec 2 NCC cadets. Let me tell you, the number is 11. Nice, huh? Sherman and I said that Yu Zhi and Broderick are going to Leon's house to play Halo 2. Let's see what they need to do on the next training. We had PT, you know, physical training? We did a whole lot of crap, which is definitely worth more than pumpings. We did normal pumping 20. We did diamond pumping 20. We did spider pumping 20. We did ANOTHER 20 for spider pumping and we did knuckle pumping for the last 20. Wait, do not jump to conclusions. For the last '100', we did o-n-e- ONE -h-u-n-d-r-e-d- HUNDRED! So 99+12=118 pumpings. However, the special pumpings are really more diffincult. Then we did flutterkicks 20 counts x 2 times. We held on to that position for 1 1/2 mins, more than my record for flutterkicks. You don't know flutterkicks? Well, you lie on your back, hands beneath your butt, raise your legs at 6 inches ( go check your ruler), and your head up. THAT is flutterkicks position. Try it for 10 mins, you die of spraining your head. Try it for 5 mins, you think you are going to die. And we did shuffle run, not shuttle run,  and it is tiring and stupid. You want someone to teach you these, you can go to me, but I suggest you go to my shifu, Rehan. That man stinks, and not Jin Xing's BO stink, mind you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111037448953109232?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111037448953109232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111037448953109232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111037448953109232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111037448953109232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-training-of-term.html' title='The Last Training of The Term'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111020381826131415</id><published>2005-03-07T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T06:11:18.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New song</title><content type='html'>I have updated the song. If you don't know the title of the song, it is ' kun shou zhi dou'&lt;kun&gt;. If you don't like the song, feel free to tell me. If you like it, do tell me too. I will change it if it is not up to the majority's standard. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The music bar is awkward. In my computer, I hear 2 Jay Chous singing the song. If that is so for you too, please shut down the music bar. The song will go back to normal. The bad part is: You cannot stop the music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111020381826131415?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111020381826131415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111020381826131415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111020381826131415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111020381826131415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-song.html' title='New song'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-111020170414863733</id><published>2005-03-07T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T05:21:44.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puke [Post form] ------ Eminem... I mean, Kiat Boon</title><content type='html'>I am really gonna puke!&lt;br /&gt;       I feel really bored regarding the soccer field being used by school functions today recess. No soccer for 1/2 hour? That is really boredom. However, we played outside the field and Jing Yun fell on the sand. Lucky---he did not sustain any injuries. During lunch, Yu Le fell on the field. Thigh injury, palm injury, calf injury, knee injury... gosh. Can you force me not to feel like vomiting when Yu Le's flesh came out?&lt;br /&gt;      I am lucky when I did not fail my Maths. If I were not careless, I would have got 39 or more. Then, this Mr. Ya was so unfair, he gave someone 'Winning Eleven' while he gave others 'Zero is Hero' as additional marks. Hell with it! This unfairness also caused me to puke... nearly.&lt;br /&gt;      Darn teacher? Ya! Stupid teacher? Ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-111020170414863733?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/111020170414863733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=111020170414863733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111020170414863733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/111020170414863733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/puke-post-form-eminem-i-mean-kiat-boon.html' title='Puke [Post form] ------ Eminem... I mean, Kiat Boon'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110985728587868634</id><published>2005-03-03T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T05:43:32.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky chain (pt.3.5)</title><content type='html'>(Read the post 'pt.3' before you read 3.5 or else it doesn't make sense. Thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;The day is NOT over.&lt;br /&gt;Chian Lim went to 2/11 to find us. He demanded us to go to NCC. Everyone hid behind Jing Yun's table. Chian Lim screamed, " YOU THINK I BLIND IS IT?! HUH?!" Then I talked to him and he asked me to go to 4/6 the next day. I told everyone that the storm is over. However, little did I know that Eugene would actually pop into my class and pull Jing Yun and me into NCC! We did pumping of course, though they know that I do not know I have NCC. I am really really innocent. Everyone believes me and I appreciate it. Still, for Yu Zhi and Broderick ran back into the file, everyone did 30 pumping. Then we did drills. We were standing in one straight line and we must have someone to demonstrate a drill. In the end we had Broderick.. Sherman and Yu Zhi an I were laughing at Broderick, but when staff Eugene turned over, I held on to my breath and stopped laughing, but Yu Zhi and Sherman were still laughing. Then Eugene warned them. After that, Broderick marched with a left-leg-first and left-hand-first together. Imagine a person who marches like a robot and you will get Broderick. In the end, Eugene gave them 10. Then, the number accumulated when Broderick started marching. Woohoo... I think Yu Zhi has 70+. Sherman? He went for swimming. Sherman is intelligent after all.&lt;br /&gt;This is the end to all troubles...or is isn't?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110985728587868634?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110985728587868634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110985728587868634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110985728587868634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110985728587868634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/unlucky-chain-pt35.html' title='Unlucky chain (pt.3.5)'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110985634143832326</id><published>2005-03-03T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T05:25:41.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Chain (pt.3)</title><content type='html'>Yup, it is true. Troubles do come in threes.&lt;br /&gt;       The trouble chain did not start from morning. It was perfectly fine, until I went to the battlefield in PW period with Ms. Lim hurling arrows at me with her mouth. Sounds stupid, but it was true. No matter what I try to say and do, Ms. Lim would pick out any weak point. I think she won the national debating competeition for a few years and planned to get on us as warm-ups so she would not lose the touch. If that was the case, she really has not. Luckily, I did escape from Ms. Lim when Jing Yun covered up from me. He agreed to the question and he really understood my question. However, when Ms. Lim looked at the girls, I knew she wanted to get some negative opinions and I also knew I would be dead already. However, to you it may seem: " Why is this incident unlucky?" I will tell you why because some of the groups have not went into the battlefield and I hoped I was one of them. If that is so I would have asked my friends to bombard me questions and I would also know how to prevent and stop Ms. Lim's question. That would be a battle won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110985634143832326?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110985634143832326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110985634143832326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110985634143832326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110985634143832326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/unlucky-chain-pt3.html' title='Unlucky Chain (pt.3)'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110977023046274812</id><published>2005-03-02T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T05:30:30.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky chain (pt.2)</title><content type='html'>Today was really bad. It is way unluckier than yesterday. Troubles come in threes, thay say. Does that mean I will have another bad day tomorrow? Most likely.&lt;br /&gt;    Today, as you know, the weather was very irritating. Firstly when I went to school, it rained. I need to walk in the rain with an umbrella and so on... then it rained during PE. I thought this was good, but it changed my mind when I saw the field wetter and soggier by the moment. This really broke me down. I am going to have a fit. Someday I will suddenly burst in fury when Wei Cong tries to irritate me or so. It rained from morning to late afternoon. I now really know that it is really boring to be kept in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;    Also, my Science is only 39 1/2. Sherman's result is 40 and Yu Zhi's is 40 1/2. Thanks to my graph and the potato thing, I lost to them. Then Literature... I do not want to talk about it. I lost to Sherman in too many subjects. I really must win him in English. But the question is: Can I? But at least I know I must have won him in Chinese composition. However he Express chinese I Higher chinese. What to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110977023046274812?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110977023046274812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110977023046274812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110977023046274812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110977023046274812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/unlucky-chain-pt2.html' title='Unlucky chain (pt.2)'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110968144876409531</id><published>2005-03-01T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T04:50:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky chain</title><content type='html'>Today is really unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;   It all started when I missed my MRT train. It would not leave so soon commonly but today it left 10 minutes ago and I had to wait for 15 minutes for another. Then it was the Maths test. It was really easy in the standard form part, but look! I wrote all in integers! Whole numbers! And these type of questions occupy half of the paper! Then in shuttle run, I dropped my block and everyone pinned all their hopes on me to clean it out with Wei Cong. Then I dropped the block and everyone sighed. I felt like dying too. Lose to Wei Cong? Andrew can nearly win him and me? Lose? Then in soccer, my aiming failed and I sprained my ankle. WHAT IS THIS?&lt;br /&gt;   However, rest assured, boys, that I will pit myself with Wei Cong in the sports day tryout. I will make sure I willl not lose to him anymore. Sounds cocky, but I can lose to a snail BUT NOT WEICONG.&lt;br /&gt;   Wei Cong is really going to eat my dust. Wei Cong you hear that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110968144876409531?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110968144876409531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110968144876409531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110968144876409531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110968144876409531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/03/unlucky-chain.html' title='Unlucky chain'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110959654199671070</id><published>2005-02-28T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T05:15:42.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ya Is Right!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ya Is Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! Our contestant is Mr. Ya! Give a round of applause!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All of us 2/11 students are scared of this Mathematics Common Test! Why is that so? There are two options for you: 1. You are not suitable to teach Maths and 2. Your words are too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for us to understand. What? You guessed 1? Let's see... YES! You are correct! You win everyone's despise! Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;   Second question: Why is it when Mrs. Lee teaches us Maths, we could understand everything but when you try to clarify the Maths question out, you are only confusing us? Come on, Mr. Ya! You have 20 seconds...tick tick... aww, Mr. Ya, you lost, but you will not walk away empty-handed! Go to the right and collect your prize from another Maths professional---- A punch from Jin Xing!&lt;br /&gt;  This is the end of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ya Is Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! Thank you! Thank you! (All copyrights and logo reserved.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110959654199671070?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110959654199671070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110959654199671070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110959654199671070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110959654199671070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/ya-is-right.html' title='The Ya Is Right!'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110949784927267537</id><published>2005-02-27T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T01:50:49.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trolley fate</title><content type='html'>I went out to Jurong Point to buy groceries and there is this adult kid. What do I mean about that? He is only about five years old and I was there pulling out a trolley. He said: "Come, come, I help you. You insert the $1 coin and I take the trolley out for you." I felt like: " You too desperate for a tip?" Anyway I let him be. Then there is a double-door entrance shaft in there and he pushed the door open for me. I went in and he let go of it suddenly and hurt my upper thigh. He is really acting to be an adult, but he is too nosey. I suggest he goes for a surgery and fix a Pinocchio nose so everyone stays out. Also, I met Jing Yun and his sister while returning the trolley. I think my trolley is really enchanted. It is too much of a coincedence, because I met that boy and Jing Yun and his sister too. Funny, and anyway, I went back home.&lt;br /&gt;  Also, if any of you have a good green Magic card, please trade with me. Ok, I will trade it for Sherman's EZ-link pass. Deal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110949784927267537?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110949784927267537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110949784927267537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110949784927267537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110949784927267537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/trolley-fate.html' title='Trolley fate'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110939999183873669</id><published>2005-02-25T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:39:51.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The aftermath</title><content type='html'>Do not be sorry when I say this.&lt;br /&gt;Since after the socks-and-clothes incident, I am not angry now and have tried to be forgiving.  However, there is still like a between me and the girls now... I can be sure I will not talk to girls even more. If you had remembered, in secondary 1, I used to talk a lot to girls like I did in primary school. Since Jin Xing spreaded rumours and some other incidents, I have really talked less to girls. I think this incident reinforces the barrier.&lt;br /&gt;Broderick said something bad about Sarah as he countered what Sarah said. If this is bothering Sarah, please ask her to make him sorry. But for now, I say sorry once more but to Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell you something: Please aim the people you want to hit carefully. Do not wildfire and create a vortex which sucks in everyone. That is finally what I had wanted to say. Please put your comments into the tagboard if you want. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110939999183873669?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110939999183873669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110939999183873669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110939999183873669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110939999183873669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/aftermath.html' title='The aftermath'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110933807294500058</id><published>2005-02-25T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T05:27:52.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, girls</title><content type='html'>Apologies to all the girls who are angry that some boys and I changed your uniform, your materials... I am really sorry. However, some girls changed my socks and everyone's too. In the end I wore one dirty sock which is originally mine and one clean sock which is obviously someone who did not play soccer at all today. I was very angry too, and of course someone else. If you see us running towards our class today, you should know by now that that was the time we started changing your clothes and all and thus pulled in some people who are not involved at all. However, there is significantly a reason as to bring in some girl victims into the whole thing. Like the way the girls were brought in, I was pulled in as a innocent victim too as someone changed my sock for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;   So, we had to take 'revenge' for fun because we were not really angry yet although some of us like me brought in socks which is not mine at all, and some even lost them. We changed your things in whole. However someone who is extra changed the things in your pencil boxes too. That is NOT my doing. Yi Yang and I only changed your clothes, which is much better than the socks issue. However some even got angry at me for no reason and as well I got pissed off too. You can ask the boys how angry I was when I played soccer. You would not want to be there I tell you. There is of course a girls' side of the story, but I hope you will consider these in mind and compare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110933807294500058?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110933807294500058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110933807294500058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110933807294500058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110933807294500058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/sorry-girls.html' title='Sorry, girls'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110925283250812060</id><published>2005-02-24T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T05:47:12.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tagboard</title><content type='html'>I am really sorry for this blog has gone a little haywire... the loading time for my blog has now extended... so I suggest you do other things as you visit this blog. My new song here is Mockingbird and is a real nice song. Next time I will prove to you that I will put Ass Like That or Like Toy Soldiers inside.&lt;br /&gt;  I have really nothing to talk about, so I am going to talk about what I did in the library yesterday. We played 'snatch scrabble' which was introduced and promoted by Mrs Fong. Yes, YuLe's mother. The teacher. We played and I won Sherman big time. He had a lot of words at first, but I stold all of his words. Ok ok...I failed to get his last one. So he had one combination there and I had about 8 to 9. It is really fun when you play with him. You will surely win big time.&lt;br /&gt;  Ok, enjoy the new song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110925283250812060?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110925283250812060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110925283250812060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110925283250812060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110925283250812060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-tagboard.html' title='My tagboard'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110873264910033382</id><published>2005-02-18T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T05:17:29.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4.8km run</title><content type='html'>I am really angry with Sherman for volunteering me to be a road marshal, so I took his EZ link card and showed it to the girls. Tit for tat. Then in the run we had to be in half-uniform and show the runners their way and the sec 4 girls keep on pestering me to let them cut. Finally I ended it up by saying that if they cut, I really don't care. Then those weirdos say ok lar I won't talk to you and then run the right way...&lt;br /&gt;    Then in the end, I hit YiTing's head by accident and luckily she didn't say anything...remorseful for this but I really do not know. Aiming fail. Hit the bottle on the head instead of the nail on the head? Lame...&lt;br /&gt;    After that, it rained heavily and YuZhi and Broderick play soccer with half-u. Sherman and I did not do anything but Eugene and Shao Rong saw it. Then that two got 50 and we got 30, next training. That was purely unlucky, but I'm used to it already, because 30 is nothing much already compared to the 50 we did and YuZhi's going to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110873264910033382?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110873264910033382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110873264910033382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110873264910033382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110873264910033382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/48km-run.html' title='4.8km run'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110855994155468126</id><published>2005-02-16T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T05:19:01.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am dead</title><content type='html'>Do you know that I am doomed? I just finished reading The Outsiders today! Also, the sublects I studied hard I cannot memorise well enough! The poem thing I did not study and in the end get ZERO!! Why?&lt;br /&gt;  Besides, both my sit-ups and inclined I did worse than last time...then now what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110855994155468126?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110855994155468126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110855994155468126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110855994155468126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110855994155468126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-dead.html' title='I am dead'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110838778329702726</id><published>2005-02-14T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T05:29:43.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>I've got too much homework and everything!! Today everything was a big mess! Tomorrow is the Chinese test, then so much homework to do... I am REALLY dying...&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, my English file is the utmost unique item. "It's got funky bristles!" "Stages?" Oops that is the toothbrush ad. Ok, it's torn like a broken file, well, it is. It is nearly apart. Other than that, the Music homework and the worksheets I did not do it at all. Aren't I clever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110838778329702726?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110838778329702726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110838778329702726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110838778329702726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110838778329702726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110785627065381289</id><published>2005-02-08T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:51:10.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went back to PEPS</title><content type='html'>   I was really happy I was taller than the ex-classmates who said that I am short. They were amazed, their look on their face was so satisfying. No lar... only joking. But the fact about the height is real. I love it. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway I went back to Princess Elizabeth to check out my teachers. All of them onl y said one thing to me. They said: " Wow! You are getting taller already. Seems like no one can laugh at you now."&lt;br /&gt;   They are really really wrong...anyway as the saying LITERALLY goes "Yi Shan Bi Yi Shan Gao", I guess that is the reason. Then I played soccer with my ex-classsmates and went to West Mall. Triton and Hock Seng are too depressed and they are very hot-tempered today. You want to know why? Cindy and Hui Yi did not come. Too bad for them... and I also cannot blame them. Yeun See came but I am not happy at all. I also don't know why she is now shorter or same height as me, but still I do not know why I hate to see her. Jing Yun will not like it if he sees Yen Jie too so let it be.&lt;br /&gt;   Hope that Yen Jie will throw her scissors with the blunt point facing Jing Yun next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110785627065381289?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110785627065381289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110785627065381289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110785627065381289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110785627065381289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/went-back-to-peps.html' title='Went back to PEPS'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110767455436607681</id><published>2005-02-05T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:22:34.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature Test</title><content type='html'>   Tomorrow, exact date 6/2, is the literature test. Frankly, I haven't even finished reading the story. I think Mrs. Seng is really going to be angry cause I am not the only one who did not read the story.I guess if we want to die, we die together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110767455436607681?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110767455436607681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110767455436607681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110767455436607681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110767455436607681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/literature-test.html' title='Literature Test'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110726026018643022</id><published>2005-02-01T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T04:17:40.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherman loves Ferny and Cristel</title><content type='html'>  Hi and yo, everybody! I am still studying Biology to score for Science...still cannot get the enzymes right. Anyway, everyone now know that Sherman loves Cristel Fung all because of me. I still remember at the CME lesson Sherman used Leon to convey his message to me by making use of Mrs. Raja&lt;em&gt;--- I am not loyal at all...&lt;/em&gt; but does it matter? Besides, Sherman did not tell me anything about Cristel---Khoonnie did. And there is another secret source which says that Sherman likes Ferny of 2/5 too. Woohoo&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~ suo wei yi jiao ta liang chuan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... but we do not even think that the two girls like him&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                   The Indian Chief is going to be shot by two arrows...yay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10525229-110726026018643022?l=toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/110726026018643022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10525229&amp;postID=110726026018643022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110726026018643022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10525229/posts/default/110726026018643022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletbowlrocks.blogspot.com/2005/02/sherman-loves-ferny-and-cristel.html' title='Sherman loves Ferny and Cristel'/><author><name>NUDE ART IN DISPLAY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03042623849028229892</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-10525229.post-110717933928498686</id><published>2005-01-31T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T05:48:59.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth of the new blog</title><content type='html'>   Yo... all of you welcome to this blog! I know this is very boring creating blogs again and again... well just hope you like it here! 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