<?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-14548200</id><updated>2011-08-06T00:39:14.489+08:00</updated><category term='ultimo entry'/><category term='My Complaints Aloud'/><category term='tribute to dave teo grandma'/><category term='ultimo randomness'/><category term='My Contradiction'/><category term='My Khaki'/><category term='My Family'/><category term='My Notes'/><category term='My Logic'/><category term='My Entertainment'/><category term='My Random-ness'/><category term='My Enlightenment'/><category term='My Boy'/><category term='My Work'/><category term='My Vanity'/><category term='My Question'/><title type='text'>No Name Applicable</title><subtitle type='html'>the only constant on earth is change. since i will grow and my concepts will change, and i cant think of a contemporary blog name, thus i shall name it unnamed.

No Name Applicable.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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>358</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-4459541228835266211</id><published>2010-05-26T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T03:11:02.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent an afternoon with the golden retrievers at Cassia Golden. my goodness... how they cheered me up... rolex had so much to whine to me haha. its not any day that u get a king whining and nua-ing against you ok. gracie, toby, narnia and princess had been great darlings showering me with love too. its so heartwarming each time i meet them, and they tell me in their own ways that they appreciate me being with them, and that really makes all the mud, saliva and sweat worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was too tired to wait till my baby girl is done with her grooming, since shifu will send her home, i don't have to be there throughout. i miss my baby. she has really grown and matured a lot.. this week her expression looks like camry when she's calm and when she's goofy, she's like journey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's becoming restless in the house, feeling without a pack leader around.. she used to recognize me as her leader, but now with no one to look to, she actually started some erratic behavior like peeing on the bed to mark territory and barking more. she used to be always so quiet that you won't know we have a dog if u didnt see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately, when i walked out of Cassia Golden, my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realized that for the past 3 wks, i had actually smiled so much at just random thoughts, at random times like when i walk to the bank in the afternoons. but for the past 3 days, the same thoughts that brought me the smiles before couldnt make me muster the slightest smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my msn pm reads: smile got stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elsa kindly came and told me, joyce i donate my smile to you, please smile..&lt;br /&gt;kiang came to be concerned too, even though he is really puzzled by his biological parents and foster parents war plus a completely unfamiliar set of extended family thats taking him like treasure now.&lt;br /&gt;mag sent me a joke &lt;a href="http://www.forkparty.com/50-yahoo-answers-fails-stupid-questions/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing this person that took the smile did today is he made me smile a lot this evening; and he asked where did my lost smile gone to, did ashley took it. dang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a great evening.. perhaps someday i will recover this smile but from his friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;dammit. ting said she has abt 8 songs in her phone related to him.&lt;br /&gt;mine seems like the entire song list leh.&lt;br /&gt;kill me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4459541228835266211?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4459541228835266211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4459541228835266211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4459541228835266211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4459541228835266211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4885770112119770686</id><published>2010-05-25T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:27:56.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much noise in my heart and my perspective now is subconsciously looking at everything around that has even the slightest link to him. gripping all the little things all around as much as i can, hoping its not over. but it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok. like Ting says, its a phase. it will be over.. soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see how many days this damn series last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;原来心碎是这样的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4885770112119770686?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4885770112119770686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4885770112119770686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4885770112119770686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4885770112119770686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8172252472386017337</id><published>2010-05-25T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:20:14.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 without the furry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time seems to lengthen on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cruised through the entire day comfortably busy enough to keep my mind positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky was beautiful at 630pm. that brought me a smile. a proud smile cos i am moving on fine. everything little thing around the path to the bus stop still looks beautiful to me, and that should mean i m not grieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be running with my brother, but ended work in office at 740pm, bro suggested kbox at jurong safra. just as well. i have not found a song for Plasma's ktv competition anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;[note: $8 nett per pax with 1 drink, non-alcohol/alcohol choice avail. tiger jug 18++]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dang? all the freaking songs, no matter if we shared the songs together or not, has a line or two that reminds me of things that makes my eyes feel burning but i really shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had been doing well shutting the f up and getting my ass moving the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmWfLEKVZrk"&gt;记事本&lt;/a&gt; (link to youtube mtv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱的痛了痛的哭了哭的累了&lt;br /&gt;日记本里页页执着&lt;br /&gt;记载着你的好像上瘾的毒药&lt;br /&gt;它反复骗着我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 的痛了痛的哭了哭的累了&lt;br /&gt;矛盾心里总是强求&lt;br /&gt;劝自己要放手闭上眼让你走&lt;br /&gt;烧掉日记重新来过&lt;br /&gt;重 新来过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocked my bro and myself at how nice this part went. i rather it didnt went so perfectly cos i rather not feel for this paragraph of lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=do_OkrlddBY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到不了&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(link to youtube mtv)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你眼睛会笑弯成一条桥&lt;br /&gt;终点却是我永远到不了&lt;br /&gt;感觉你来到是风的呼啸&lt;br /&gt;思念像苦药竟如此难熬&lt;br /&gt;每分每秒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know by writing this here is not productive, this is not manifesting in the positive stuff that i should so i can shut up and move on. but for the entire time, my brain has been commanding me to stay positive, think positive, whats done is done, shut the f up and move it. but tears and emotions just overcomes me at unexpected times. i think i need to properly admit these emotions and thoughts and filter them out somewhere. if not i will just keep getting tugged back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuses? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u really need to let things run its course, otherwise be it words from others or yourself will just be apocryphal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭有时，笑有时。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RoaR! i'm not ok, but i will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8172252472386017337?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8172252472386017337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8172252472386017337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8172252472386017337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8172252472386017337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-2-without-furry.html' title='Day 2 without the furry'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6725404841775799858</id><published>2010-05-21T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:39:23.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 style="font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;i miss my little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tears won't stop flowing when recalling the  day Ashley tried for the first time in her life, to stop me leaving  home. She's always ever supportive and will walk me out calmly and sit  at the gate while i put the padlock on, during times when i never put on  her leash. My baby girl has telepathy with me.. She always feels my  heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6725404841775799858?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6725404841775799858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6725404841775799858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6725404841775799858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6725404841775799858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-my-little-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5434491881512273145</id><published>2010-05-11T13:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:33:36.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(73, 63, 52);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Develop A Sense of  Urgency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;By: Brian  Tracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Perhaps the most outwardly identifiable quality of a high  performing man or woman is "action orientation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(73, 63, 52);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take Time to Think and Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;Highly productive people take the time to think, plan and set  priorities. They then launch quickly and strongly toward their goals and  objectives. They work steadily, smoothly and continuously and seem to  go through enormous amounts of work in the same time period that the  average person spends socializing, wasting time and working on low value  activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(73, 63, 52);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting  into "Flow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you  work on high value tasks at a high and continuous level of activity, you  can actually enter into an amazing mental state called "flow." Almost  everyone has experienced this at some time. Really successful people are  those who get themselves into this state far more often than the  average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the state of "flow," which is the highest human state  of performance and productivity, something almost mirac ulous happens  to your mind and emotions. You feel elated and clear. Everything you do  seems effortless and accurate. You feel happy and energetic. You  experience a tremendous sense of calm and personal effectiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(73, 63, 52);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Become More Alert and Aware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the state of "flow," identified and talked about over the  centuries, you actually function on a higher plane of clarity,  creativity and competence. You are more sensitive and aware. Your  insight and intuition functions with incredible precision. You see the  interconnectedness of people and circumstances around you. You often  come up with brilliant ideas and insights that enable you to move ahead  even more rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(73, 63, 52);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Develop a  Sense of Urgency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;One of  the ways you can trigger this state of flow is by developing a "sense of  urgency." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is an inner drive and desire to get on with the job  quickly and get it done fast. This inner drive is an impatience that  motivates you to get going and to keep going. A sense of urgency feels  very much like racing against yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(73, 63, 52);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Create a "Bias for Action"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;With this ingrained sense of urgency, you develop a "bias for  action." &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You take action rather than talking continually about what you  are going to do. You focus on specific steps you can take immediately.&lt;/span&gt;  By employing this technique you concentrate on the things you can do  right now to get the results you want and achieve the goals you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(73, 63, 52);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Action Exercises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9pt;"&gt;Here are two things you can do immediately to put these ideas  into action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;First, select one major task confronting you and  launch into it immediately. Don't hesitate. Move fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second,  start doing this every morning, first thing, until it becomes a habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5434491881512273145?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5434491881512273145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5434491881512273145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5434491881512273145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5434491881512273145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/move-it.html' title='Move it.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6195245601053354693</id><published>2010-05-11T12:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:13:28.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List for Spring Cleaning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To do List for Spring Cleaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secure a job within the next 2 to 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the home a comfortable place that i want to live in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要练习不要再把自己当作“二等公民”，不要再因为那么在乎别人的眼光而寸步难行。&lt;br /&gt;只活一次；验收成绩单时，成绩是我的，责任是我的，不是他们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;好想好好爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;这一句话只能藏成秘密&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;       ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;好想好好爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;却没有权利再把你抱紧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;周蕙 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;好想好好爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6195245601053354693?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6195245601053354693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6195245601053354693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6195245601053354693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6195245601053354693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List for Spring Cleaning.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2168380938753863472</id><published>2010-05-10T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:11:42.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My loves are worried about me x)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My loves are all worried if the little morning glory can cope on her own now... x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm happy now really. finally after years, i m looking forward to life and living it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel-nut! (yiting) says:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; somehow i miss you leh.. i dont know why&lt;br /&gt; maybe cos this time you really try to cope yourself, while i am worrying if you can anot&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting, ros, my mum, amos's mum, amos and david all worry about me coping on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not ready yet, i m not ok yet, but i will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very thankful for the &lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2168380938753863472?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2168380938753863472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2168380938753863472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2168380938753863472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2168380938753863472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-loves-are-worried-about-me-x.html' title='My loves are worried about me x)'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1538121291408400088</id><published>2010-05-10T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:28:42.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes When We Touch - Rod Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sometimes When We Touch - Rod Stewart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You ask me if I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I choke on my reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'd rather hurt  you honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Than mislead you with a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And who am I to judge you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;On  what you say or do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm only just beginning to see the real you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to  close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both  break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Romance  and all its strategy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Leaves me battling with my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But through  the insecurity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some tenderness survives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another writer&lt;br /&gt;Still  trapped within my truth&lt;br /&gt;A hesitant prize fighter&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped  within my youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too  much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I  die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear  in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I'd like to break you&lt;br /&gt;And drive you  to your knees&lt;br /&gt;At times I'd like to break through&lt;br /&gt;And hold you  endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I understand you&lt;br /&gt;And I know how hard  you've tried&lt;br /&gt;I've watched while love commands you&lt;br /&gt;And I've watched  love pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I think we're drifters&lt;br /&gt;Still  searching for a friend&lt;br /&gt;A brother or a sister&lt;br /&gt;But then the passion  flares again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honesty's too  much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you til I  die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear  in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;Subsides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1538121291408400088?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1538121291408400088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1538121291408400088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1538121291408400088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1538121291408400088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-when-we-touch-rod-stewart.html' title='Sometimes When We Touch - Rod Stewart'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5397056939485174102</id><published>2010-05-10T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:09:45.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Faith is to believe what we do not see, and the reward of this faith is to see what we believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is to believe what we do not see, and  the reward of this faith is to see what we believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5397056939485174102?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5397056939485174102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5397056939485174102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5397056939485174102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5397056939485174102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/faith-is-to-believe-what-we-do-not-see.html' title='Faith is to believe what we do not see, and the reward of this faith is to see what we believe.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1509942769309630176</id><published>2010-05-07T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:08:30.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#%21/notes/joyce-tan/thank-you-all-for-your-concern/426501480238"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10th August 2001 ~ 7th May 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1509942769309630176?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1509942769309630176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1509942769309630176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1509942769309630176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1509942769309630176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2010/05/10th-august-2001-7th-may-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1195157246314371932</id><published>2008-05-19T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:32:02.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo entry'/><title type='text'>400th Post... I've shifted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;400th Post... I've shifted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. something to be happy about is that this is my 400th post ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something hmmmm "i-haven-found-the-word-to-use" is that i've shifted.. long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more so that i've joined a blog community on another server that is a collective of people with the same interest. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the era of cursing and swearing liberally here as nonameapplicable seems to have gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realize that its really sorta like hanging out yellow and full of holes underwears for all to see, when you have a blog or profile all about you, that has really negative stuffs that's like your alter-ego, which is not what u really practise in practical day to day life. but still, people reads, judges and can't really differentiate nonameapplicable and joycetan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i can't blame them. cos i cant exactly do that too. cos this blog is 87% me in totality. but still you never really know which post is part of the 87% ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even in practical day to day life, i never really know when and which facet of me is the actual me. so yea, as lawrence labels me in his blogroll, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NoNameApplicable - Joyce and her contradictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've turned 21 in april, had the photos in the computer, but haven uploaded. but that's not the point. the point is, i'm 21, i need to learn to present myself properly, climb up the career ladder just to prove that i m no quitter and not a mealworm, even though ultimately i just want to be a &lt;s&gt;housefly&lt;/s&gt; house wife.. and to say out loud that i've lived.. the day i depart. provided i still have the ability then. but you know, the spirit, the attitude stays even if you're down to ashes. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're interested to know where i've gone, drop me a note here in the comments. cos apparently chatterbox died LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess nobody would? since most of the posts there is gonna be on a specialized topic. only ting follows through ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that the stupid school bus driver aka Orange aka **** *** is getting released, the bus driver can call me out anytime, so i guess the bus driver won't need to stalk this blog to know if i'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) Lifes Good. even if its bad, it can't get worse. it'll just turn around someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1195157246314371932?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1195157246314371932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1195157246314371932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1195157246314371932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1195157246314371932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2008/05/400th-post-ive-shifted.html' title='400th Post... I&apos;ve shifted!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3369773935357412129</id><published>2008-02-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:53:31.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*screams*   *mute button*   * ...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*screams*   *mute button*   * ...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; when you have nitemare, and got chase around by monster, the more you run, the more it chase. turn around and manipulate the monster with your thoughts, afterall its your dream, make it do silly things to entertain you. trust me, it works though it sounds silly x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m feeling lost and stuck right now. will this work in a different context - life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, life's mine, when things are bad, it can't get worst, just turn around, face it, manipulate it, should work out right? theoretically yes. practicality? bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3369773935357412129?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3369773935357412129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>My New Position</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My New Position . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . is Umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. cos there's 3 companies that i'm working with, which most of the time, when couples find me, couples will be surprised to find all 3 with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they dunno how we work of cos, so they would say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! so-and-so is under one Umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx. hope the real umbrella's website is up soon, then maybe i will have a more "legitimate position"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george has been asking me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what position you want put in your name card?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we explored: Client Relations, Sales Executive, Office Manager, Business Manager etc which sounds weird and pompous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probly my next batch of name card should read like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Joyce Tan&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Umbrella&lt;br /&gt;                                                            +65 1234567&lt;br /&gt;                                                            joyce@yadayada.com&lt;br /&gt;                                                            www.umbrella.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekekex.. idea leh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6795436572880804849?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6795436572880804849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Question'/><title type='text'>Managing Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Managing Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money in money out, no idea where your moolah gone eh? or money in, money saved, but no growth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://biz.yahoo.com/brn/080110/23805.html?.v=1&amp;amp;.pf=banking-budgeting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best banking moves to make in 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1335709001059464114?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1335709001059464114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1335709001059464114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1335709001059464114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1335709001059464114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2008/01/managing-money.html' title='Managing Money'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5565663392966260007</id><published>2007-12-29T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T12:10:53.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Logic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>The Checklist before Break Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Checklist before Break Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this &lt;a href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/relationships/17045/the-breakup-test;_ylc=X3oDMTFpaWlwamc0BF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEc2VjA2ZwX3RvZGF5BHNsawN0aGUtYnJlYWt1cC10ZXN0BHp6A2Fi"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on yahoo homepage today. lolx pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see many people dump their partners for silly reasons, i "tear" for them either in sadness or in laughter. i is glad me and my boy had not gave in to these common silly reasons in our 6 years. oh btw, i is leaving for work, so i can't list the silly reasons. do give the article a read, it stated most of the silly reasons LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5565663392966260007?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5565663392966260007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5565663392966260007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5565663392966260007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5565663392966260007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/checklist-before-break-up.html' title='The Checklist before Break Up'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-7992007046854895959</id><published>2007-12-25T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:42:40.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Vanity'/><title type='text'>Mineral Make Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mineral Make Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the rave and excitement for MMU nursery standard students Joyce, Jieying and Ting, here's an article that reminds us that MMU is a not a miracle make up ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savvyskin.com/can-mineral-makeup-be-bad-for-your-skin" target="new"&gt;Can Mineral Makeup be Bad for your Skin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how MMU is debated to be good or bad and what you ought to know before you begin. do take note of the last paragraph on buyers beware, on the page 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/skin-beauty/features/the-lowdown-on-mineral-makeup"&gt;The Lowdown on Mineral Makeup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far of what i've found out about MMU, the disadvantage would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. if never clean properly, the fine powder will ultimately clog up pores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. cos other than lip gloss and mascara, most things comes in loose powder, you may make a big mess if brought out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. gotta order from US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. you may overspend while trying out sample shades of the mmu products but kept couldnt reach the right color. you may also overspend due to the attractive varieties of colours and lines for each product, with the illusion that the sample is "cheap cheap only". the cheap cheap samples may come up to a huge sum before you realize. and also, the other tools and products on the website may cause you to overspend too, as it always seems tooconvenient and too good a deal to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;always remember Joyce Tan's mahjong statement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;small small sums could come up to a big big win / lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for the benefits, the list is long and counting man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. high quality UV protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. light reflecting quality that makes you look more radiant and hide wrinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. the price is cheaper compare to normal make up that you'll find in Singapore., even after shipping included&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. it's coverage is as good, or even better than normal drugstore brands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;less allergy or clog pore cases, or non at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. no touch up is needed, even when you keep touching your face, or wiped with tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. for extreme oily face+big pores, it don't melt;it don't sink into pores, and it covers up the big pores look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7. the minerals warm up by your body temperature, melds to create a natural look. even if the shade is wrong, if you don't see your neck you won't notice, cos of the texture it created on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8. mmu is not totally different from drugstore make up, in fact has the same main ingredients &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(minerals such as mica, zinc oxide, and titanium dioxide) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;however, it is better in the way that mineral makeup frequently eliminates classic "irritants" – like fragrances, binders, synthetic dyes, and preservatives, hence eliminating some of the related skin problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. most of the mmu webbies offers variation in the sizes of their products, offering sample and full sizes. hence you can buy a few shade of foundation sample to test which is most suitable. in the case that you have a day at the beach and return with a slightly tan-ner complexion, can use the darker sample for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. titanium dioxide and zinc oxide have anti-inflammatory properties, certain mineral makeups can also have a calming effect on the skin, particularly important if you suffer from inflammatory problems such as rosacea or acne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11. you can use the same eyeshadow on both your eyes and your cheek. i saw on everyday minerals website, there is one section that gives people idea of dolling up with their products. this particular image was create with the same eyeshadow used on the eye, the cheek and the lips. versatile man. depending on which company, there's one that uses butter, another that uses jojoba oil, i was teasing Ting that we can use the lip gloss as icing for cupcakes =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;if you're new to mmu, lumiere is offering a good deal to help find a suitable shade of foundation for you. check this out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lumierecosmetics.com/index.php?p=product&amp;amp;id=360&amp;amp;parent=43"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Try Me! Sample Starter Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cool rite. oh wells. still need to explore and test out first ba to find out if these are true. the testimonies and trial &amp;amp; error notes of girls since 2005 till today in &lt;a href="http://www.flowerpod.com.sg/forums/index.php?s=c0687e1940cfc1e6ffd55a1a16a077f0&amp;amp;showtopic=4181&amp;amp;pid=1666673&amp;amp;st=3120&amp;amp;"&gt;flowerpod forum&lt;/a&gt; could be a reference.&lt;/p&gt;there's loads of mineral make up stores online. but do check out the content of the product before putting it on your skin. there are drugstore brands coming up with the product: Mineral Makeup. it could be just with a higher content of the minerals but still inclusive of whatever preservative and chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as a classic rule of thumb, whatever foreign object that you place on your skin, be it the usual make up or mineral make up, clean it thoroughly and never leave it overnight. when irritation occurs, stop usage immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of the webbies that was recommended by li ann. most likely ordering from lumiere next week ^^ seen li ann and khryz using it, looks pretty =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is just started on this journey to use mineral make up, so what i know if pretty limited. do let me know if you have any information or knowledge to share (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lumierecosmetics.com/"&gt;Lumiere Cosmetics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.everydayminerals.com/"&gt;Everyday Minerals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.classyminerals.com/"&gt;Classy Minerals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meowcosmetics.com/"&gt;Meow Cosmetics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.silknaturals.com/catalog/"&gt;Silk Naturals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-7992007046854895959?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/7992007046854895959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=7992007046854895959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7992007046854895959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7992007046854895959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/mineral-make-up.html' title='Mineral Make Up'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4096560057836129789</id><published>2007-12-23T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T04:07:20.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Screams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4096560057836129789?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4096560057836129789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4096560057836129789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4096560057836129789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4096560057836129789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/screams.html' title=''/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8071576154639536453</id><published>2007-12-18T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T04:32:15.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo randomness'/><title type='text'>Current Favorite Joke . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Current Favorite Joke . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey wads up! I see you next year k~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8071576154639536453?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8071576154639536453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8071576154639536453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8071576154639536453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8071576154639536453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/current-favorite-joke.html' title='Current Favorite Joke . . .'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1363302390914095352</id><published>2007-12-13T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:12:04.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Bad office eating habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bad Office Eating Habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this on yahoo home page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotjobs.yahoo.com/career-articles-overeating_on_the_job-246"&gt;bad bad eating habit in office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://cutting--edge.livejournal.com/97955.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;on maggie's blog. cool leh, imagine u walk into your teacher's office and found her cooking lunch LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1363302390914095352?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1363302390914095352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1363302390914095352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1363302390914095352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1363302390914095352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/bad-office-eating-habit.html' title='Bad office eating habit'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2795482435484256029</id><published>2007-12-03T03:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:52:50.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo randomness'/><title type='text'>oh well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after complaining about so many random behaviors and things, i must finally admit, i is the queer and random idiot that is complaining about random behavior 2 hrs to dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pot calling kettle black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2795482435484256029?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2795482435484256029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2795482435484256029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2795482435484256029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2795482435484256029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-well.html' title='oh well.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3582303418855770428</id><published>2007-12-03T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:51:01.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo randomness'/><title type='text'>7-11 is getting random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7-11 is getting random . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . selling all kinda shit leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the handphone that amos lent me spoiled. i got a new phone at 7-11 today. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i is looking forward to the day 7-11 Singapore gets as random as 7-11 Hong Kong and Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo~! when will 7-11 start selling insurance, laptop or wedding services hmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3582303418855770428?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3582303418855770428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3582303418855770428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3582303418855770428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3582303418855770428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/7-11-is-getting-random.html' title='7-11 is getting random'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3141059331467150778</id><published>2007-12-03T03:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:48:09.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>A Post Dated 30th Nov 07 . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A Post Dated 30th Nov 07 . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . by a really very important friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its none of my business actually. but i just feel in the same boat one way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3141059331467150778?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3141059331467150778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3141059331467150778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3141059331467150778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3141059331467150778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/post-dated-30th-nov-07.html' title='A Post Dated 30th Nov 07 . . .'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6238212564531066798</id><published>2007-12-03T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T03:34:04.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Hi'ya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hi'ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been having loads of thoughts, loads of crap. but just either don't have time or don't have the mood to put everything in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, i had a hiatus from this blog as well as sensible route of thoughts. i just don't bother trying to tidy up my thoughts. *run amok yea, damn u crappy thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, had some really happy time out with my cookie, supper with my workmates, ktv with prissy, eunice, eunice sis, eunice friend desmond, sam and hannie. and some really trivial but very very sweet thoughts of my big cat  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i've been in weddings for nearly a year now.. met many couples. many that are getting married cos its the norm to, many that had been together for more than 10 years, but still lovey dovey like 16 year old sweet hearts, many that are such lovely couples that i could already imagine them holding hands, strolling in the park in half a century's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, talking about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling a bride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know, the supplier promised that this album's paper quality is archival,&lt;br /&gt;hence should last you 99 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bride says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like condo eh?&lt;br /&gt;haha its alright, seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i will live long enough to see it decay anyways LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) cool~! that's the spirit man. don't worry so much about the details, just get happy and party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pastor once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;savor the little hiccups, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;if everything is perfect in the wedding,&lt;br /&gt;that's not your wedding,&lt;br /&gt;that's a rehearsed movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. quite true. its all the bloopers that makes a wedding video and albums interesting and uniquely owned by a couple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last month, plus today, i met 3 grooms whom sang for their wifeys during the banquet. man.. that needs hell loads of courage. i salute them. not inclusive of the groom from professional wedding band, Medy, cos that one i is worship. he + his band + another band + his friend + his mum, they all sang at his reception, and they all so pro lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh here comes the main point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the urge to post, &lt;s&gt;(despite having an urge to go to the loo to unload at the moment)&lt;/s&gt;, cos one of the groom, Bryce, he sang this song for his very very very pretty Colynn. i is so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is my current favorite happily-ever-after-song, besides Grow Old with Me (not the adam sandlers one), besides Zui Lang Man De Shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attached is the mtv from youtube. but i prefer the acoustic version than this drama-concert version leh. the acoustic one he sang with a tone that can make people cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3bboa9FAh4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiya.html' title='Hi&apos;ya!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2349740412748042937</id><published>2007-10-15T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T04:47:23.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo randomness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Life is like a Vacuum Cleaner . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is like a Vacuum Cleaner . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. from time to time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to be frank, pretty often.) &lt;/span&gt;when even though your logical mathematical side of your mind will be able to tell you a solution somehow, sometime, somewhere soON, you'll juz have moments &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or periods)&lt;/span&gt; feeling so down, so out, so cannot see any light nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when this "idiom" works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is like a vacuum cleaner - it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a creative writing class in secondary one, we were given a few works per group and have to form a paragraph that makes sense. we were given 'coca cola' , 'vacuum cleaner' and some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most A-class students will likely say things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coca cola spilled, we hafta clean up the mess with the vacuum cleaner.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to my group, full of wacks, we came up with this idiom bout vacuum cleaner and how coca cola's caffeine makes up happier people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;seriously feeling lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;needs some nice black boxes of YSL, Asahi by the beach, and some Capcom Puzzle Fighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;paradox is the constant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels great to be able to breathe in this fresh dewy air, 4.30am in the morning. it felt great to buy a nice pair of shoes from charles and keith sale earlier. it felt damn great to be joking and wacking amos on the road, and hearing him laugh like a kid. it felt really familiar and sweet to type my initial into the hall of fame for Puzzle Fighter at the arcade for 2 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 letter. few decades. loads of characters. miles of land. tons of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what exactly is the meaning, the purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know. this entry sounds dumb and morbid. whatever.. as long as i never use vulgarity right? cool eh. one whole entry without vulgarity unless u consider damn a curse word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* to mrs tan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i dunno if me to u is like how u is to me. but i know you are important to me, if i am down, even if i don't speak about it to you to make you carry the burden with me, i would love to even juz hang on the phone, talk randomly and feel that you care, and i m worth something on earth, and i will somehow feel slightly betta after that x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i would love to hang on the phone and talk randomly with you, and wait for you to calm down enough to talk when your moodswing grabs you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sms, call, msn, email, friendster. wadever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, if you still thinking bout the little business thingy before school starts, i got new lobang. but needs to explore possibility and logistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2349740412748042937?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2349740412748042937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2349740412748042937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2349740412748042937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2349740412748042937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-like-vacuum-cleaner.html' title='Life is like a Vacuum Cleaner . . .'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8235036501675181463</id><published>2007-10-13T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T17:14:36.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>When the itch for mahjong comes . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the itch for mahjong comes . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RxCI3EcZfkI/AAAAAAAAADA/nM4pPO1PFZM/s1600-h/mahjong-22-sep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RxCI3EcZfkI/AAAAAAAAADA/nM4pPO1PFZM/s320/mahjong-22-sep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120743255987289666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa liew, downtown east glue up their single beds in the room to make double bed. last time when we go chalet still can ownself adjust adjust. they think wad, people can steal their single bed outta the balcony sliding doors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that day at peishan's bday chalet, i brought my mahjong table and tiles down, and realize only got one stool in the room.. wanted to separate the beds and put the table in a diamond shape manner, so that we can play, but the bed is stucked -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so alwyn says: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why not lets fold back the table and leave it flat on the bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idea leh! one end of the table is propped up due to the angled legs, so we use pillows to propped up the other end x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? mahjong is good for brains! makes people think, and prevents senile dementia~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was physically tormenting, it was a GG! that night, cos we got all the pros there playing wahaha. things moved fast! unlike times with bubu.. 1 game 4 hours.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, bu is gonna get pack off to tekong on monday morning =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tonight we can gather and chill a while after he come back from wakeboarding in batam =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back on public holiday to meet 2 clients, lucky thing the earlier client called early to say he can't make it, if not i will cry x) now in office waiting for kenny to come over ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippeE! kenny is the best, duty until 11am this morning, now on the way down to town to acc me go walk walk   &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;i miss Mrs Tan~~~! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*throw a kiss over to thomson*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8235036501675181463?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8235036501675181463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8235036501675181463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8235036501675181463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8235036501675181463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-itch-for-mahjong-comes.html' title='When the itch for mahjong comes . . .'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RxCI3EcZfkI/AAAAAAAAADA/nM4pPO1PFZM/s72-c/mahjong-22-sep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-7075429032532891923</id><published>2007-10-11T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T04:37:01.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Complaints Aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Logic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>The reason why . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The reason why . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . since the day i got together with Amos, i nevER tries fortune telling of any type is because i don't wanna let my life with him be manipulated by people like &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/08/business/smallbusiness/08fortune.html?_r=1"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i don't usually like to take salt much, except with tequila or sake in a matsu cup, so i can't exactly measure too well how much should the pinch of salt be, to take morbid jokes of fortune tellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except times when morons choose to forward chain letters to their best friend aka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;, then i will just close it and get on with the better things in life -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-7075429032532891923?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/7075429032532891923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=7075429032532891923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7075429032532891923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7075429032532891923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/10/reason-why.html' title='The reason why . . .'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-490979948379709234</id><published>2007-10-08T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:08:04.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got many thing to say leh. i remember i always got mental notes here and there to blog down certain thoughts and stuff that i got "enlightened" or "entertained" about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but these few days have been having abdominal pain which i can't understand is what kinda pain. gastric? food poisoning? menstrual? or wad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-" basically i've been down since thursday, till today still bad. still diarrhea everything i eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mysticvulcan: yea, i'll reply your tag soon.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to rix: ya, waiting to blog about your wedding leh. when ar? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-490979948379709234?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/490979948379709234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=490979948379709234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/490979948379709234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/490979948379709234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogged.html' title='Blogged.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8384664428085984214</id><published>2007-09-22T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T13:10:53.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>there's a shoot for a bunch of graduates in studio today.. think its a post convocation thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. see them in their smart suits reminds me of my suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i have a chance to go convocation ceremony and wear my suit again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8384664428085984214?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-5973800797309740429</id><published>2007-09-08T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T04:48:13.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Logic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Outings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Outings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probly having a chalet with the guys before sean gets into ns on 15th oct..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ting finishing her event tomorrow, she say after that i can find her ^^ ting ting, my tiles are lonely.. do u hear them screaming for you?  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yujun is coming back from china on 12th sept, most likely have a choc fondue party for her at amos hse next weekend. wahaha! belvedere vodka + chocolate fondue!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD count your blessing once a day, keeps u sane and gay ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5973800797309740429?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5973800797309740429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5973800797309740429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5973800797309740429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5973800797309740429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/09/outings.html' title='Outings!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-343479900539611303</id><published>2007-09-08T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T02:42:57.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribute to dave teo grandma'/><title type='text'>While some are deprived of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Written on 6th sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his family is already is such shock and grieve of nearly losing another child, and those damn reporters juz wan to get their photo publish to subject them to be ridiculed by public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till now, even though i've seen the photo of him on the newspaper, all over blogs and forums, and a video showing his block at upper changi road, and the newspaper saying he dropped out of school in sec 3, though i dunno him well personally, though gavin and sean have been telling me its really him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still hope its not him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a minor trace of hope like jasmin said, when the hell did he change his name from chong ming to dave teo ming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i was in express and he was in normal tech, and we haven really crossed each others path in school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still hope its not him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even as i write this entry, i still hope its not him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos his parents had already lost his brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't speak on their behalf if the pain was greater when they lost their younger son in an accident, or now when they see their other son attempting a rash decision to give up his life and freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While some are deprived of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... there are others who recklessly give up their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember Aya Kito, from the real life story 1 litre of tears, said in her diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;its the most wonderful thing to be able to breathe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while gabriel of holy innocent, a filial son, a hardworking student, student leader with great ambitions and anticipation of his future wakes up one morning, ready to fight up for his future, died 10 minutes away from his home, crushed under a SBS bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while a young boy died on the road 6 years back, on the way to take tuition lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the elder brother of the young boy recklessly chose to wind himself up the path of no return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amidst the &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Latest%2BNews/Courts%2Band%2BCrime/STIStory_154996.html"&gt;buzz &lt;/a&gt;around about NSman Dave Teo Ming got outta camp with a gun and got found in Orchard Cineleisure, lots of people were happily raving about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;stupid boy left one month to ORD why do this kind of thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; must be the girlfriend zhao sai him for another girl thats why he went crazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; is he trying to grab attention and scare people, afterall he dressed up in a suit when he was caught&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what is wrong with SAF, how come got such run away with weapon case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he must be possessed by supernatural forces since its the 7th month now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what disgusted me the most, was what the media and the blogosphere were trying to do to his family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the segment in the news earlier, the reporters were trying so desperately to capture a snippet of the family leaving the court. to the extend that they were already covering their faces with an umbrella, but the reporters actually went right infront of them and duck underneath the umbrella to snap their faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the video clip can be viewed in one of the 2 videos in this &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Latest%2BNews/Courts%2Band%2BCrime/STIStory_154996.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time, a child is born into a family, there is only joy and hope in the atmosphere.. just as my nieces and nephew's birth had been..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just before faith was born, my uncle suicided. all the elders in the family were really gloom and started thinking when would their turn come. but her appearance had brought about smiles and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which parent, or rather how would anybody had actually thought that a child will grow up to do something bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in such a time, such a society, where families with sole breadwinners are getting lesser and lesser as the living standard gets higher and higher, more and more parents are both working outside to bring the best things home for their children. as hard as they may have tried, how much can they educate their children and control their thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every family also loves their children dearly, everyone also hope that the children grew up to be one of achievements, if not just simple happiness would be gratifying. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;do you even think that these family members are accomplice in making dave did what he did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not then why penalize them as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the side track, the other day i was at a dinner celebrating chef aw's team winning an international culinary competition in taiwan. i was sitting at the same table with a famous restaurant chain's boss. he was telling us how he went into court to face the judge when his son was found being underage smoking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he went into the courtroom with his head head high, as each reprimanding statement of the judge hit him, his head drooped lower and lower in shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents are already traumatized enough, having to fear the future of their child, reprimanding themself what have they done to the upbringing of their child, to have the child err such a grave mistake.. that nearly killed others and himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is not traumatizing enough for the parents of a child who has made a grave mistake, this set of parents, this family, had already lost a child in an accident years back, and they are facing a fact of losing their other son..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though he has not managed to kill the girl and is not facing death penalty, but whats the diff when he is facing a possible sentence of up to one and a half decade of jail and/or DB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reporters actually went to the extend of putting message on his ex gf's blog chatbox, asking to interview. outside the court, the family were trying to shield themself from the attention with an umbrella, the reporters tried so hard to catch a shot with their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and paparazi-wannabe netizens dug out all the details about their past, his ex galfren crystal and her current galfren. even though these 2 girls had closed down their blogs within 2 days, but resourceful netizens actually managed to dig out the cache archives of their blogs and published for all to scrutinize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the f-ing point?&lt;br /&gt;are they the ones who stole the gun?&lt;br /&gt;are they the ones who had cross the law now?&lt;br /&gt;so what is you get a picture with their faces?&lt;br /&gt;so what if you gets to understand what had happened between the 3 of them?&lt;br /&gt;does the problem gets solved with these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO! these will only heap more hurt onto all of them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his photo is already publicly displayed, considering he had worked for his uncle for a period of time earlier in a hawker centre, definitely there would be people who knows about him, pestering the uncle asking about him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by publishing his family's photo on newspapers will only get them more cornered by the population&lt;/span&gt;.. afterall, this is a grave matter to do with our internal security..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but despise the media. they should really know when to shut up. the incident involves two younger adults with bright futures. involves a family that has to face the pain of having something bad happening to their child again. involves a family who has to face the skeleton in the closet: that their girl has turned gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while it is already tough for any normal human to reconciliate these much truth with regards to their love ones, and most needs god knows how many years to recover from the hurt. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the huge and negative attention that are gathered onto these two families is making the pain all the more excruciating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two simple lines to describe the media and most of the netizens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸灾乐祸;&lt;br /&gt;落井下石&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i dunno him very well personally, from what my impression of him in secondary school, he don't seem to be one who would juz try to scare people to grab attention. hope he has come to his senses and end the whole saga here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely an excruciatingly tough period, but at least once the sentence is over he still has the freedom and his family.. hope he doesnt hurt himself or anyone anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't gloat over the misfortune of this incident and keep on mocking dave, his family and his ex girlfren. it may sound like a "in" topic to you, to get attention from people. but please bear in mind, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their "world" has crumbled and by mocking them, you're depleting them of chance to rebuild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;update on 7th sept:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. poor the grandma.. her own son divorced and now in jail, and all these years she had been the one taking care of these two brothers.. now one after another they're gone.. hope she stay strong, and don't give up hope on her treatment for liver cancer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/dave+teo" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: middle; margin-left: 0.4em;" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=dave+teo" alt=" " /&gt;dave teo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-343479900539611303?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-4281232918717723563</id><published>2007-09-07T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:18:04.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Inner Circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inner Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 337px;" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f337/nonameapplicable/DSC00017.jpg" alt="the guys" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an outing we had at ming's home on 2nd feb this year&lt;br /&gt;(bubu is the one with the muscular arm LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lamenting to yin sean aka bubuzai that i had been always working working and working all these years through school days in poly and now full time work. end up i m never in the "inner circle" of friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos on the possitive side, even if people who adores me wants me to join in the fun, i would most likely be working somewhere. so as time goes by, people who still adores me will not try to get me to join them. and as more time goes by, i m out of the inner circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the negative side, i might be too anal to a lot of people and end up no one will want me even if i roll around my house all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubu says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;since when u become so pessimistic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the dawn of time (of our friendship), i had been the optimistic one who keep coming up with overly hopeful ideas be it in fun things or schooling matters; bu had always been the anal and pessimistic stubborn donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually, i've always been pessimistic at times, just that he haven seen me in that mode often enough to remember in this 6 years of friendship hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years back, i would never ever have imagined that there would be a day that bubu would be counselling me, thinking of ideas to cheer me up x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos in our bunch of friends, with all of them being boys, i would be the one who would try such stunts. and mind you, one year i tried to celebrate bubu's birthday and he scold me k~ dunno why he don't like to celebrate. probly cos he never liked to be in the limelight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bu said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;probly your bunch of friends are not the spontaneous kind who would organize things.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[at this point i typed to bu: *joyce points at sean*]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;you noe la, usually in a bunch muz have someone initiative to pull everyone in ma. but hor, when we go seasports, though we know you hydrophobic, we still got think about you! veron got mention you lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the initiative one is usually me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, our chat drifted to that about an events company that had selected bu to be one of the mascots to hand out sanitary pads to ladies on the street LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and drifted to who had been the one who intro him the job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he showed me the gal's blog.. and i asked him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. thought engine gals are army material, how u get to know her man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bu says through his fren. but he haven been in contact with her after sending in the resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say: oh wells,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i doubt she's your kind anyway. you're too stuck in the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and the following lines goes our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;as long can communicate and certain important fundamentals and chemistry. it should work well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;sounds like your thoughts has been steam straight out at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i still haven figure out how to use a steamer as an iron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;i juz couldnt get the coat straight the other day at studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;u're asking someone with a maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;more steam = more straight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;in porno term yes, more steam = more straight LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm more interested in Phono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;phono is wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;i have no clue about ironining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;u rmb olden days big black disc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;phonograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;i own one now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;i have teresa teng's, michael jackson, blah blah, stylistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;the original singer for gasby wax song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;lets play board games next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;expensive wor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;ask gavin and whoever is considered "inner circle" within us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;u full time leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i so love u, u noe me best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;i full time but i muz pay house utility oso leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;fund management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;ha u noe i suk at that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;play mahjong la cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;yea indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;set. though i noe you "yea indeed" implies to how i suk at fund management =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;also can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;but i sure lose money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;but its ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;ok u arrange [:D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;can can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha or something else like cycling or sentosa ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;i go ask. but a bit tough now that i lost all the contact numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;sentosa i'm on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;haha i trying to turn white lor LOL. kk we see wad we can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;my bike's shaft broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;nvm u drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;oh amos going for TP on monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YA I NEED TO GO TP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;its meaninless to drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;THE LIBRARY BOOK WITH ME LATE FOR ONE YEAR LIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;i tink i need pay instalment for the fine hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;ur cert needs to bail out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;tell them u lost la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm still muz pay fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;fine lesser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;cos haven report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;who ask u la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;br /&gt;hey i need to sleep already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;kkk tata. one morning we go TP la before i go work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;i'll contact u when i decide which activity to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;lol k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;what time ur work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says:&lt;br /&gt;1pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;ok sounds fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;sean* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;ok cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brotherhood &amp; sisterhood.&lt;br /&gt;how long how far apart, a greeting is all it takes to rekindle the bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 153);"&gt;bubu's words are in pink&lt;br /&gt;cos he is the only one in our group&lt;br /&gt;that wears pink&lt;br /&gt;other then me   x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4281232918717723563?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4281232918717723563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4281232918717723563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4281232918717723563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4281232918717723563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/09/inner-circle.html' title='Inner Circle'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3832502160219812751</id><published>2007-08-26T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T05:19:32.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Complaints Aloud'/><title type='text'>Hijo De Perra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hijo de Perra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some hijo de perra stole my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to find me, try calling my number. if i have not restore it tomoro, to find me, you can try the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call amos&lt;br /&gt;call my mum&lt;br /&gt;call my office&lt;br /&gt;drop me a message here&lt;br /&gt;drop me a email: &lt;a href="mailto:joyce@space217.com"&gt;joyce@space217.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3832502160219812751?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3832502160219812751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3832502160219812751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3832502160219812751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3832502160219812751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/08/hijo-de-perra.html' title='Hijo De Perra'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5993787499860550353</id><published>2007-08-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:51:03.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Journey - Corrine May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Journey - Corrine May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the internet is so vast and creates physical distance between people, but at the same time, the incidences when it brings people from ends of earth to coincide together is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was searching for the lyrics of Journey by Corrine May on google. didnt manage to find any lyric sites that has it, instead i found a guy who had it on his &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/DruGBeaT/346081379/item.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. and what he said is exactly what i thought i want to say here =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;today i just signed contract with a couple, i was thinking the groom's name is unusual =S first time i heard of it heh heh. coincidentally, the guy whom i found his blog, he has the same name: callistus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and whats more, he looks like the groom i met today =_=&lt;/p&gt;and whats more more, i went to his friendster link from his blogspot, he knows my neighbour magdalene and li ann  =__=  anyhow found off google also got link ar. friendster is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting little sidetrack of the day. got me to giggle a little after a roller coaster day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've nicked his entire entry over, since its exactly what i want to say. save energy. seems the guy has stopped blogging altogether liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;J O U R N E Y  -  Corrine May&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;Till I know where I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;It's a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know if I can believe&lt;br /&gt;When shadows fall and block my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am lost and know that I must hide&lt;br /&gt;It's a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;Till I find my way home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many days I've spent&lt;br /&gt;Drifting on through empty shores&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what's my purpose&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how to make me strong&lt;br /&gt;I know I will falter I know I will cry&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll be standing by my side&lt;br /&gt;It's a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;And I need to be close to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems no one understands&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why&lt;br /&gt;I do the things I do&lt;br /&gt;When pride builds me up till I can't see my soul &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will you break down these walls and pull me through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;Till I feel that I am worth the price&lt;br /&gt;You paid for me on calvary&lt;br /&gt;Beneath those stormy skies&lt;br /&gt;When Satan mocks and friends turn to foes&lt;br /&gt;It feels like everything is out to make me lose control&lt;br /&gt;It's a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;Till I find my way home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to my friend who introduced this song to me. Feel so deeply drawn to this song. Not sure why.. Cheers ppl. Listen to this song if you have yet to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i wanna add:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend, SGT Ho, who introduced this song to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, his name is gavin, same as my buddy. but i prefer to call him sgt ho and my buddy sim chee beng =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you thought my friend's parent didnt like him and gave him that dumb name, relac, he has a nice name, Sim Wei Ming, just that mdm yasmin from our sec sch one day got his name wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, my above words had already been so random, so why not i juz continue to be random ya. i juz feel like talking la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling down yesterday, then i suddenly thought of something while meddling with crunchyroll.com and mobtv.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;things like mobtv and crunchyroll can let you choose as and when and where you would be comfy to switch it to the show which you are not able to watch it while it was telecast on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but your love ones can't juz switch to to "sharing mode" and "communication mode" as and when and where you would be comfy to want to spend quality time with them, within the slot which you have allocated to be "quality time with them".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcos, for people who have constipation before sure understand this: when you don't have the FeeL to poot poot, you hafta 酝酿 the mood first, if not how you struggle also only can get the piles out. otherwise, you can take laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the case of human communication, there would be times when one wants to "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spend quality time&lt;/span&gt;" [the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poot poot&lt;/span&gt; of the last example] with their love ones. but the latter was not in the mood. the latter prefers to be engaging in the computer game which he has started earlier. so the one who wants to "spend quality time" will get grouchy, cos has already spend effort to allocate time for quality communication why to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; reciprocal actions&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;constipation &lt;/span&gt;la] ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when one gets grouchy and find trouble with the other, they quarrel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[laxative]&lt;/span&gt;. through the arguement, they also considered got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spend quality time&lt;/span&gt; liao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[poot poot liao]&lt;/span&gt;. cos they got communicate their feelings and thoughts ma. but sometimes, one party just keep silent during the fight, then end up accumulating hard feelings &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[got piles liao lor]&lt;/span&gt; and explode one fine day, weeks months or years later, causing a massive break up in their relationship &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[need operation to remove the piles liao]&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is getting nutty. whatever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5993787499860550353?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5993787499860550353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5993787499860550353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5993787499860550353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5993787499860550353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/08/journey-corrine-may.html' title='Journey - Corrine May'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6344972106367216375</id><published>2007-08-22T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:06:58.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hiatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was in hong kong. and then i m back. i didnt touch the comp for 1 week. then i browse through the blogs on my list. then i felt sad. i start to think: whats the purpose of blogging whats the purpose of this blog whats the purpose of friendship whats the reality that is really meant when one manifest it i thought i've found the answers some time back but i feel lost again now what is the purpose of this entry what is the purpose of the questions i have just posed what is the purpose of anything at all after all the hooha of anything at the end of the day 也不过如此&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;appreciate appreciate. everything is nothing when there is no appreciation. a ball of dung could be deem gold if someone bothers to appreciate. yea great duh appreciate is the theory is the way of things. is it easy to practise this. no. you will start to wonder is this appreciation that you are practicing, a kind of 自欺欺人.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6344972106367216375?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6344972106367216375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6344972106367216375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6344972106367216375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6344972106367216375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/08/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1530044806665316633</id><published>2007-08-10T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T14:51:27.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>10th August 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10th August 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going sentosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i closed a deal via 3 email + 1 overseas call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my fave almond cake from ikea for brunch's dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday had fun doing a pre-wedding shoot with lawrence, perryn and su-lyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawrence mms me a photo of yesterday's shoot damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz waiting for him to post on his blog first, then i ask permission to post here =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its our 6th year anniversary today    x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1530044806665316633?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1530044806665316633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1530044806665316633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1530044806665316633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1530044806665316633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/08/10th-august-2007.html' title='10th August 2007'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-184322379775113286</id><published>2007-08-01T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T02:20:44.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><title type='text'>Photography: The Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Photography: The Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meeting a couple today with George and Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride told me about a photographer who was recommended to her by friends, but she does not find them fantastic because she finds that he kept shooting items in various angles in every wedding, but she could not feel the emotions nor the story behind the series of photos to intrigue her to scroll down to look at more photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, 10.30pm, we were discussing about what we had learn in that meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only were we having the KFC which I bought at 7.30pm, we had some food for thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, we have only considered what we would like to express through our photography and videography works, to make every single wedding work that we document to become a unique keepsake for each individual couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have never had a comprehensive thought about the differences in our styles that we are trying to project, as a value added unique selling point for each artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first question the bride asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I've looked through all your photographers work, but as a layman, I really see no difference to choose one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you usually allocate a photographer who is available on my wedding date to me, or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me in simple terms what are their differences?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I have these experienced artists with me, George explained to her in a very comprehensive way, just that the answer is really too long for me to remember LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of soOOOOOoo many wedding journalist, how to choose a good one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As Elliot Erwitt said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All the technique in the world doesn’t compensate for the inability to notice.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Are you looking for photographs that are beautiful and can even be framed and hang on the wall as a piece of art, or are you looking for photographs that freeze emotions right in the moment it unfold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very fruitful meeting, even if the couple chose another photographer at the end of the day, we gained something priceless tonight       x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-184322379775113286?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/184322379775113286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=184322379775113286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/184322379775113286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/184322379775113286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/08/photography-art.html' title='Photography: The Art'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-690331581975342</id><published>2007-07-27T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T04:17:50.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Thank God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank God for the Wisdom . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . to stop myself from sending those smses to retaliate on impulse, though i was very hurt by those words at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos all i thought was i haven met her for a long time, and i have just gotten my pay, i really don't mind treating her supper cos she muz be financially tight since haven got a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when her reply sounds quite relax, i didn't thought much of it, but replied and ask so as to clarify what her last message was actually about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when people live directly opposite a damn huge lake and grasslands nearby, and in Singapore, and when its the season for Dengue, you need not have fever to scare the shit outta yourself that you have dengue. a mosquito bite accompanied by red spots would be sufficient. and besides, the weather suddenly turn cool, so many people got flu. so it makes things more difficult to understand sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore when i got the reply that sounded relac, of cos i didnt thought much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: where u? wan meet me a while?&lt;br /&gt;Reply: i m home trying very hard to figure out if i am having dengue&lt;br /&gt;Me: har? that means you are having fever now and cannot come out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kcuf. i forgot to keypad lock my phone, the message got deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the reply says something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf kinda question you asking. if you need someone at the moment sry i cant be there; in fact i think i would need someone more urgently if this kcuf-ing fever don't go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was standing at bugis village bus stop, thinking how should be the fastest way to get down to meet her, how would be the best way to not spend too much moola for us both, if she haven have enough how much can i pay for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first reaction i have when i got the message, i cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i recover from the shock, i got angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first reply that came to my mind was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perra, htf do i noe wtf is exactly wrong when you sound like you are fine, i just want to clarify that i did not interpreted the sms wrongly. i don't kcufing need your sympathy for kcuf's sake, if you had been nice to me so far cos you are merciful and not cos you cherish me as a friend, i rather be alone. and btw, i am not a unwanted puppy at SPCA. kcuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed and deleted the message twice. cos now that i noe she's sick, i m in a dilemma as to be angry or wad. but i m very hurt, with my style i can never take this lying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these happen when i had a slight arguement with amos and problems at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't bear taking bus 12 for 1 hour plus to get home with all that grievance in me. wanted to get a cab but can't flag any. good that i called one and nearly immediately got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even better, my phone battery flat so i can't call her back and F her upside down, giving her a piece of my mind. oh btw, in the first place its cos my phone low batt hence the sms-convo hence the misunderstanding cos i can't hear how &lt;s&gt;sick&lt;/s&gt; she sounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up the cab, thought for a while. the air con cooled me down. i snatched the phone from the cab driver and called her. k not exactly snatched. i is no robber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked the uncle if he can lend me his phone to make a call cos mine is low batt. then he was pretty reluctant. but already taking out, just that still trying to make me understand that he has a earphone joint to the phone, so its very troublesome to lend me the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kcuf, scrooge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say: sorry uncle, don't worry i will put back for you&lt;br /&gt;while my hands already stretch over and pluck the phone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uncle was quite grouchy for the rest of the journey though the phone call was only 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called her and ask her whats up. she told me why she's so flared up cos everyone has been OVERLY CONCERNED and had been telling her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u dengue? i m worried. for goodness sake go do a blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like as if she does not already register that statement in her mind. she just needs to know if she is with that scary epidemic. though these people are concerned no doubt, but their statements are totally inconstructive and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her i m on my way back to east side, i can bring her to the 24 hour ah neh clinic (btw, the doctor looks like Suren, he offers many days of MC the last time jacq went to him LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hear how frighten she is then. literally shaky voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant be angry anymore but get worried cos she's usually ultimate garang-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was the one in the case of worrying and suspecting if i m having dengue, i would be pestering her and whining, then she'll be tempted to slap and she will say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i look like doctor isit. you sit here and whine will get well isit. go see doctor la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she slightly calmed down later on, through her groggyness she still remember that she was nasty to me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAYS! after i typed so much.. joycie just told me halley kena twice &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[i thought i told you he got it thrice?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so i asked him abt it. now i'm feeling better! though i still dunno if it is dengue. roar! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i ask many qns n he tried to ans until he said.. "hard to say de leh " "dengue got 4 kinds lehz"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;roar! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;aiya. i should be ok la.. still can be high n crap around. mood still swing like fuck. just like the normal pms me ma. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sorry to those that i responsed quite harshly. =/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;joyce, i really appreciate that u wanna accompany me to the clinic. u are the ONLY person who offer me that. LOL. but when u ask, i am already too paranoid n tired that i dun wanna care. and sorry cos i sounded quite bad.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thanks halley! for all ur information and wanting to try find the time if i need to see a chinese doc!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i'm off to rest now! x) going for blood test tml! i have no idea why am i so fucking excited! LOL.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;once again, thanks joyce! thanks halley! thanks all for ur concern!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i want to say is, thank god for blessing me with the wisdom to forgive and stop and think for others before my own ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not i would have lost a friend that i love a lot a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, a lot of times if she drives me nuts as much as my silly antics drive her nuts sometimes. with my usual temperament in life, i will never let anyone have a second try at me, i will definitely kcuf that person upside down and ignore for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really thank god to let me have the wisdom to love to cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos say i m a better person from 6 years ago, compared to the little girl who dunno how is busy protecting herself and hiding from people. i think my cookie really changed me a lot a lot, in terms of good and bad influences. ting and momo too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i want to stretch my luck a bit. i hope i will be blessed with this wisdom to be a better person to love all the other very very important people in my life, as well as my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-690331581975342?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/690331581975342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=690331581975342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/690331581975342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/690331581975342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/thank-god.html' title='Thank God'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4543409728757793300</id><published>2007-07-26T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T03:28:45.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Entertainment'/><title type='text'>I am 62% Addicted to Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-addiction" style="background: transparent url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_addiction/badge.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; 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this is my reply there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the basis of a bond in marriage is that one will stay with&lt;br /&gt;thy spouse through good times and bad times, through health and through&lt;br /&gt;sickness, through wealth and troubled times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as they abide by&lt;br /&gt;these vows, and truly love each other, why must force them to go through a&lt;br /&gt;marriage with a socially acceptable partner whom they don't love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;think it is more cruel to make them live with someone they don't love, and cruel&lt;br /&gt;to make their unloved spouse live with them, then to not have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all, if they ever have children with their unloved spouse,&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be cruel to have the child at all? to be a child in a home with no&lt;br /&gt;love, how should the child brought up to know how to love, how to have faith in&lt;br /&gt;marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt that ultimately still lead us to low marriage, low&lt;br /&gt;birth rates, high divorce rates, high social problems due to broken families?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all, there's probably just 1 outta 30 person that you find&lt;br /&gt;gay, you still have 29 others who are not. be it if gay marriage are allowed or&lt;br /&gt;not, the birth rate thingy is a social problem due to the standard of living.&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake stop heaping this reason on the gay community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as&lt;br /&gt;maslow's hierarchy has it, its a basic need for a human to seek peer acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;the prescence of gay club shows how lonely this community is, and how outcasted&lt;br /&gt;they are to have to set up their own little communities to support each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i have never had the tendency of being attracted to people&lt;br /&gt;of my same gender, hence i don't know how gay people feel or think. but i&lt;br /&gt;believe, as long as they abide by their vow to each other, to love through good&lt;br /&gt;times and bad times, they should be given the support. afterall, the socially&lt;br /&gt;acceptable marriage don't always end up good; look at the divorce rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharing something i heard in a speech from a wedding yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only love you get to keep is the love you give away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-905824363220255438?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/905824363220255438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=905824363220255438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/905824363220255438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/905824363220255438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='同性结婚，可以吗?'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1161897700331689758</id><published>2007-07-10T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T02:38:06.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Logic'/><title type='text'>To Mystic Vulcan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To Mystic Vulcan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why cant post at your blog leh. so i post here la. ^^&lt;br /&gt;btw, i tagged u for a meme, scroll down ya.. one of the posts below this one ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your &lt;a href="http://iamrainbow.wordpress.com/2007/07/06/is-maslows-hierarchy-of-needs-still-valid/"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;about Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you mentioned bout the education streams variation affecting the relationships, that falls under the 3 level of the hierarchy. the people seek belongingness and social acceptance. hence when the pretty gal dun even bother to give higher education guys a chance, cos she find that it would be a socially unacceptable behavior, and will not be able to seek belongingness with his and her peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kon aspire to climb the corp ladder, ignoring his peers and his subordinates and just keep climbing up to satisfy the forth level of the hierarchy of needs, but eventually he will come to realise that cos his third level of needs is not satisfied, he will fall back again and be unsatisfied. i.e. got job got money, but no fren no honey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the excretion, it is the basic level of the hierarchy of needs. hence we might be able to hold it in and complete the game, but cos the sensation is bugging us, we would not be able to enjoy and perform well in the game as per usual when we are not "urgent"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, variation in of choices in the same level of needs will be dependent on personal priority (eg romeo and juliet); though one may prioritize to jump the level, but ultimately will not succeed or rather sustain for long (eg Kon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ heh heh, i long time no freq your blog, one time comment length worth one year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1161897700331689758?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1161897700331689758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1161897700331689758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1161897700331689758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1161897700331689758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-mystic-vulcan.html' title='To Mystic Vulcan'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6551709524564328140</id><published>2007-07-09T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T03:26:38.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Life is Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life don't sucks, we would have fallen off earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dino says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a vacuum cleaner, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, life is full of ups and downs. just when you think you are up, you might be down deep under. just when you thought you flew to heaven, you are six feet underneath too x)    k rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i got a good news at work and a bad news at work on the same day LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my probation is over, i is confirmed, i get increment, i get namecard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the same day, i found out about a mistake i made 2 months back. the mistake cost my boss two thousand bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought mahjong thinking i will be playing with this person, this person and that person. but end up hor, i played with all the people in the world that i would not have imagined but not them leh. YITING~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~! MAG~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;instead i played with Sean. damn, his mama better not know about this. seems i have been guiding him all the weird things since sec sch =_= copy homework, jaboh extra lesson go play badminton before O Level, teach him play pool at Grandlink, and now.. Mahjong =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn last min ytd. afterwork met up with amos to go supper. 11pm sean replied amos's miss call which was made at 4pm. so we roped him in for supper too. while waiting for sean, jeremy smsed amos: any plans for supper tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world of warcraft bunch of guys always go supper on friday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got jeremy in as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after supper at C.Nai Cafe at upp east coast road, jeremy and i were thinking we wanna chill out a while more before heading home. afterall, TGIF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos was trying to get us off the idea by saying there's no place no money no whatever. then i suggested mahjong. hehe~! jeremy is on for it! was actually thinking bout abducting jiazhao with us, but managed to persuade sean to play hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 1 player win 2 player. amos start with $11.80, end with $11.80. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos pissed me off by saying i cant make big sets of tiles, right after that i win a qing yi se + cat + flower + hua shang = man tai. and the boys was challenging my maths -_- 10cent 20cent man tai is $1.60 $3.20 la~! remember this man. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;its 2pm, i am eating corn flake in the office, and typing this post, and replying Ting's tag -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ten weird things &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;habits &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;little known facts,  as well as state this rule clearly&lt;/span&gt;. At the end you must choose &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;six people &lt;/span&gt;to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think fresh coconut smells like amos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i slp face down. my right hand always grabs a bunch of my blanket before i fall aslp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;its the first time i ever do a meme aka tag like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my name should be: Joyce Vera Tan &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i aspire to be a house&lt;s&gt;fly&lt;/s&gt;wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i often faint when i was in primary and secondary school. lesser as years goes by, but once a while i still do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dun hate my discipline mistress ms abraham.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love my sec 4 classroom. or rather, i always likes the serenity and security in schools..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i enjoy the bliss to roll round amos's bed when he's playing warcraft; and look at the traffic at the junction and the mrt track and the clear view of sky and singapore expo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;both me and amos didnt start this relationship becos we are head over heels with each other. only after being together for some time that we become more n more head over heels with each other    x)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xiao Rix'zi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mystic Vulcan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stephy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ann&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lawrence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not the least weird fact of life, i started this post on 30th June 2pm, i only completed yiting's tag and this part on 9th July at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good! Celebrate being Able to Breathe, Celebrate being Able to Work, Celebrate being Able to do a Happy Job I Love by Choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Monday, to the New Week and OH YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the Newly Wedd, Gary &lt;s&gt;Wu Wei Xiong aka Koala&lt;/s&gt; &amp;amp; Wui Ting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6551709524564328140?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6551709524564328140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6551709524564328140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6551709524564328140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6551709524564328140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-is-weird.html' title='Life is Weird'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8307107861352028844</id><published>2007-07-09T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:03:26.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Moon River</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Moon River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why.. but the tune of this song keep getting stuck on my tongue, and plays in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally i know how to use imeem ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;in case some rats with not very good eyesight find the music irritating, the player is on my photo at the top of this page =] &lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;i managed to hide the player from blocking my pretty pic HAHA bhb me, i noe~ its OkiE~ [22nd july]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone knows how to hide this player behind my photo, please tell me.. much appreciated. cos at the moment, i can't find a nice spot to put this player ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8307107861352028844?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8307107861352028844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8307107861352028844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8307107861352028844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8307107861352028844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/moon-river.html' title='Moon River'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5123936801025949930</id><published>2007-07-07T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T04:45:48.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>0.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro rented the vcd of korean movie: everybody has secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to watch, but apparently the vcd is too thick and will keep getting paused or checkered, or stop altogether. the rental shop is such a tard... the barcode sticker for security purpose is stucked onto the first vcd's printed surface, and the stick is so thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up, i finished watch the entire movie in youtube, minus the 6 mins i barely can make out of the low quality off screen effect the vcd has shown over the player or on the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i met a lady who had came all the way down to meet me cos she is interested in animation. end up, she didnt take animation, but is considering taking photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really really touched that she likes rueyloon's work soOOOOOOOoo much, that she can identify rueyloon's work when i shown it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, somehow fate must have twisted one way or another, cos she sieved through nearly all the elite photographers and saw rueyloon's work and really like it, but somehow we never met her or hear from her before. nope, not that she is price sensitive. cos she is definitely one who would spend more if the quality is there. that's why i say.. somehow fate must have twisted somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today becos of animation, she got to see more of rueyloon's works and rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats more, while discussing more details about her wedding, we discovered that the wedding that she is attending tomorrow and we are covering tomorrow, is the same one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is just that small. earlier this week, i met another couple. they made an appointment with us early last week to view more of our works. last friday, they went to a wedding and found out from their friend that we will be covering her wedding in september for photography. and so happen, that wedding that they were all attending, the videography coverage is by us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i say singapore is small or should i say our reach is wide? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer the first opt, but wish for the latter ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sometimes, what's interesting in life is the unexpected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quoted from Movie - Everybody Has Secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5123936801025949930?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5123936801025949930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5123936801025949930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5123936801025949930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5123936801025949930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/0o.html' title='0.o'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-276181239283458899</id><published>2007-07-02T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T04:59:17.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Contradiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>As of July 1st . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As of July 1st . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. . . if there is the necessity to have vulgarity as the best words to express the situation, it would be either in Espaniol or ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is Officially Full Time Staff representing my company(s) as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i must present myself properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah sheesh. that's hard to do in here, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos there's a place for everything, and i am used to ranting in my nonameapplicable.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess those really violent stuff just gotta shift to perra-side-me.livejournal.com for the time being. if there are any violent objections like the last time when i shift my blog, i guess i will just hafta open a blank blog with nonameapplicable.blogspot.com which will redirect my readers who are used to my violent online persona's nature, to the not so civilize bloggy which will contact archives of the past and future of NoNameApplicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, perra-side-me means: b**** side of me. perra in espaniol = the female counterparts of human's loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's troublesome =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see. for now i will just push down the posts, remove the archive function, and do the rest when i got time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MAIN POINT IS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am confirmed for my Job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additions from the confirmation: - proper name card, sorta pay rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;additions are secondary. the main point is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM CONFIRMED FOR A JOB I LOVE~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the last few weeks, i was pretty touched by a few couples.. hearing how they initially called me with uncertain tones, met me with confused and worried faces, and left our studio with a big smile and share with me things that is beyond a client and a sales coordinator, i felt.. happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially a bride who's wedding was on Saturday, till friday things are still somewhat going a haywire here and there, and she met a very irresponsible vendor who landed her in a mess which leads her to us. i was heartache when i see her helplessly trying to put things right as much as she can; i was happy when i see her release her knitted brows and chat with me little details of her wedding preparations that she's happy about.. though i didnt get to know her contact for future keeping in touch purpose, but i felt like i got a new friend, cos she opened up to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss asked me if i m unhappy with anything in my job. pay, condition, job scope etc. he ask if i got enough money to use with the current pay. haha. its great that there's a rise, cos i need it after all. today is 2nd July, i only have half my pay in my bank, the rest went to personal + household utilities. and this month, someone's getting married, the hongkong trip is next month, therefore i gotta scrimp really properly this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last month, my bro ask me if there's anything that i want to own if i have the financial strength now. i can't think of any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rueyloon hit the spot right. i only ask to be happy in what i am doing. i guess that's the ultimate importance ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't i seen enough people who had earn loads, but is unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who earn loads and have a great girl by his side but don't appreciate? but keep coming after someone that he can never be together with, just becos his ego refuse to admit that he couldnt get this girl years back when he was so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who got the fame but lost the love of his life and ultimately his fame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who got the money, the fame and the respect of people; but missed out the precious years when she is still able to hug her son in her arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only ask to be happy in what i m doing i guess. albeit my reasoning in which ever job i go is to set my mind that i can find happiness in what i m doing. no point finding fault with what i have when i can't change it, only makes myself miserable what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that, this job, is a blessing. cos the bonus that comes with it, are the smiles on the confused and uncertain faces of inexperienced people trying to get the best vendors to assist them in creating the big day in their life, and preserving it for as long as it could possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, imagine the helplessness of these people who has no past experience in getting married, getting vendors for their wedding day; nearly every decision they make are big gambles. is either the vendor make their big day a great day or break their big day into a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence the smile you see on them when they are finally relieved off each big decision on which vendors to take, its really like they shifted their anxiety to you, trusting that you have the passion to make their Celebration of Passion the best it could ever be. its really sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very happy job x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, on the wedding day, when i get to see their video or photographs, i just can't feel sad, can i? unless the groom in the pic is amos and the bride is not me la. =x&lt;br /&gt;the other day, sam completed an express highlight for a couple, i was watching it with him as he do the final check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam ask: eh what do you think bout this Express Highlight i just did?&lt;br /&gt;Me say: its fantastic! i laughed and cry along with it!&lt;br /&gt;Sam says: wow. new way to express how good is my work eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really happy and blessed to get this job in the first place, all thanks to Lawrence and Friendster for linking Lawrence to me, of all people in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i am really blessed to have really forgiving bosses who take the pain to mould me from nothing to a little bit of thing for this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an finally, i am really really blessed to be given the chance to experience all these happiness for a long time more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rueyloon says:&lt;br /&gt;perks of the confirmation is that you get a namecard of your own, pay increment and paid annual leave and medical leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the name card part =D cos i dun really understand the works of leaves, amos made it sound really complicated for his =/ whatever, they will explain to me later ons when i need leaves =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. my big cat ORD on 11th July 2007. that's fast. so outta the blue, 2 years liao. he gained responsibility, some skills and some good brothers that he can hold for life; i gained some good friends from his department too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. wa.. i only meant to do a small notice that this blog would be more civilize as of 1st july, but it became such a long headless tail-less entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i is sleepy. i got a pretty pretty organizer to put all the boys' bookings and schedules in! the iCal is driving me nuts, keep dropping entries every now and then. previously it drops silly things that are alright, but this time i noticed that it dropped something really important which cost us an opportunity cost which is quite big. thank goodness my bosses are sons of God, if not i would be killed and trashed in the alley in one of those Alvatar bins. talking bout the bins, we pay but we don't have a bin in the alley! why ar. i must go find out soon. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i noe i must really slp now, but who noes when i will get to post again. anyways, some other good news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ting: for getting a real marcom job instead of the last boogie job that brings you photo shopping the whole week. i saw your tag. tu perra. i have done it halfway, its in my drafts.. goodness how to think of 10 largely different wierd antics of myself man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag: for getting another job soon. have fun. its okie, its only the first year after grad, my bro says i have 3 years to find what i want to do for the next 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgie Wong: Honourable Mention on UOB Photography awards sia! great job you gotten wor, brings you rice plus an award ^^ kambate neh! although you won't ever come this page haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rueyloon + Kim: after witnessing so many weddings, finally your own le! enjoy your big party! it will definitely be a blessed marriage, seems your wedding date is a hot date for couples orh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie: ORD LOH! baobao jiayou, my baobao is the best! definitely will find a direction that you know you will want to have fun doing it for the years to come x)&lt;br /&gt;even though you think my job sucks, but you also support me all the way, so i will also support you de! but make sure you earn moola. no money no honey HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Deng: as murphy's law would have it, things always goes wrong somehow even if you do the best seamless prep works. but i believe in you, your skills and your better or ptm instructors previously, that you definitely have the quality to get into MDC and play under the baton of Major Tay. as i m a failure in being professional in what i was playing, i can't say much. but i can only say, be a musician, an artist; hold the artist's attitude, enjoy your song, love your song, feel your song. the judges hearing you will be able to feel you through your music. YOU WILL GET IN DE LA, STOP WORRYING. although at this point in time, i m not sure if you have gone for the trial, but either way, i still think you are good. so does my mum. you're her new idol ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rix &amp;amp; WuiTing: though rix keeps saying machiam he has no business in getting married, be it the people who has contact with the two of you in real life or through the cable modems and land lines, we all know this man loves you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a wonderful marriage, have more Rixies in the years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but xiao rix'zi, please don't imitate your idol in wrestling.. i saw the news of the guy you mentioned liao. *sweats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmin: thanks for calling me earlier.. though i dunno why you called, but i noe you must be happy today, hearing from your voice, and your boy is accompanying you tonight =) what storm can be worse? with him by your side, raging storms are but romantic drizzles. btw, i saw connie mama last nite. she looks haggled.. though i m still confused by the words and acts of these adults years back, but it just hurts to see someone i once see so sorta glam, now so haggled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: work is never ending de la. He who brings you to it, will bring you through it. must have arrange you to go away at this time for a reason =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i guess i m just feeling emo and insecure bout life again, that's why i m evading sleep and talking so much not useful and uncalled for things here. but hey! i am counting my blessings! whatever, i guess, i should by right be feeling better after trying to struck a connection, somehow, with people that i m thankful to be blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Arnon would say if we are drunk and by the riverside:&lt;br /&gt;sista, life's good. don't emo. think positive think positive think positive. emo people pukes after drinking. have you ever seen me puke after drinking tons? no rite. i think positive thoughts. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a'ite, good nite world. tomorrow's a great day, tons of things lay out to be done. next wk's a great week, more happy encounters coming up, meeting more couples, next weekend is fully packed with weddings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good to be busy and feel useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i had wanted to post an emo post tonight, but i guess, its not suitable to do it here anymore. but i guess, sometimes the length of a speech would already have shown the emotions without the need to put in emo words. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as lawrence's blog link to me describes my blog as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and her contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, long time i haven used the My Contradiction Tag. here goes . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-276181239283458899?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/276181239283458899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=276181239283458899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/276181239283458899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/276181239283458899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-of-july-1st.html' title='As of July 1st . . .'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6481050669630541523</id><published>2007-06-30T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:03:17.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shawn says:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6481050669630541523?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6481050669630541523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6481050669630541523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6481050669630541523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6481050669630541523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/shawn-says.html' title='Shawn says:'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4874169134894971470</id><published>2007-06-23T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T03:06:37.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><title type='text'>Proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Boss: eh that XXX got a girlfren from *supposedly a big country with lllloooonnnnngggg blooming history* . dunno why hor. he is quite good looking right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff: ya.  *stone a while.. trying to recall XXX's face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: eh. you very honest hor. ya so loud then stone a while. what u mean sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff: ya wad~ he is good looking la. the charismatic kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: *crazy bollywood manner laughter* you kinda often over use the word charismatic. your boyfriend also charismatic right? *hinting: the boyfriend is not a looker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff: my boyfriend IS charismatic what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: *another bout of crazy bollywood manner laughter* you very proud of your boy hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff: OF Course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: thats good.. thats good.. thats good........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not? since he is my choice of course i'm proud of him la. my choice, my belief, my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4874169134894971470?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4874169134894971470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4874169134894971470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4874169134894971470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4874169134894971470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/proud.html' title='Proud'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-596403358751472688</id><published>2007-06-23T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T03:07:43.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;post title: no title applicable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. no title for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just pissed. by things currently not my business and i hope it will never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with people? whats the whole point of being in a relationship for years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me: i've been with him for 11years. but. nothing memorable. we're getting married cos its the trend among our peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand why would people be together for years and find that there is nothing memorable. gosh. every single waking moment with him by my side physically or not, is memorable! shouldn't we be appreciating the very fact that we are together by choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. probly they're just shy to strangers. surely they do appreciate each other? i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this other couple, together for many years, broke up lately cos one of them got into an affair with a common fren moons back. reason of getting an alternative: my other half neglected me cos of work. gosH. for fuk sake, THIS IS NEGOTIABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of being together for years but couldnt trust each other to be mature enough or love each other enough to bother to listen without feeling bullied or getting personal? i mean, argue for the sake of fact not emotions la. kaoz. together for so long but cant trust each other to handle problems together is crap lor.&lt;br /&gt;whats best is, that dodo cant trust his other half to be able to handle this together, so the dodo decide to ownself settle things. LIKE HOW GREAT IT IS TO SOLVE A PROBLEM ALONE.. Getting AN ALTERNATIVE PARTNER EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuk. whats worse is, if they broke up before he went to the other, its fine. but, he hang on to this life buoy. and tried out there with the alternative for some days and realise that the alternative is not as great as PLAN A, so turned back home for dinner. GOSH. thats muthafuken selfish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if u have that much a prob with your partner, fuk goodness sake, BREAK UP. release that poor soul / fiend dammit. u don't hang-on-to-this-box-of-cookies-while-you-browse-around-for-&lt;br /&gt;another-box-with-less-cracked-cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met 3 of such people. two of them tried their luck with me. muthafukers. you sin and go hell don't make me your accomplice in hurting your poor partner. and for goodness sake, i am somebody else's first choice, somebody else's precious gem in his hands, i don't fuken need your sympathy to rule me into your 2nd 3rd 4th or even 5th choice or further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m just randomly pissed. and so happened to feel like posting a random post     x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dumb new heels bite me and keep falling off me today. i got pissed and dumped it into the waste paper basket. end of the day, i wore skye tan's slippers home -_- but i still decided to give me heels a chance. tied it up in a bag and brought it home. Sam suggested me to redo the scene picking up the heels from the waste paper basket so that he can youtube it. the scene itself was not that funny, it was the way Sam was laughing at my antics that was really worth uploading into youtube LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn idiotic day teasing prissy and han LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls bless me a nice enjoyable mahjong game tomorrow. no need win money, just don't lose money can liao. i just want to have some fun with the tiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO HELL WITH MUTHAFUKERS WHO THOUGHT THAT EVERY WOMEN IS LIKE THEIR MOTHER WHO ALLOWS THEM TO BE FICKLED BOUT THE CONTENT OF THEIR BREAKFAST. FUCK YOU GET A LIFE. NO OTHER WOMEN THAN YOUR MAMA IS OBLIGED TO CLEAN YOUR ASS. MORON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-596403358751472688?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/596403358751472688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=596403358751472688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/596403358751472688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/596403358751472688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/wtf.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1948336501894403586</id><published>2007-06-15T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:44:12.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumers' Assumption of Price and Quality Association</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consumers' Assumption of Price and Quality Association . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . is correct. most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. among the hotels i've chosen in the last entry, amos chose Cosmo Hotel. which is cheap and good! apparently its 2 yrs old, the interior is done tastefully, the lay out of the room is not claustrophobic, there are some discounts and freebies here and there. most of all, its in the CBD of hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what. juz when me and amos is excited about what a You Pi, You Chee, You Goon Lor Pi deal we've scooped.. (its cheap, fresh and near roadside/convenient)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today cindy aka qq de ma came over to studio to do make up for the california fitness shoot, she told me the california fitness's person coming over today just came back from hong kong, mayb i can chat with her a bit. btw, qq de ma is gg hong kong AGAiN in sept.. so cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it so happened that Zann, the gal, lived in cosmo hotel when she was there. she say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeii.. the hotel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one side face cemetary the other side face hospital &lt;/span&gt;and hor, cos its situated in hong kong island, so is not very convenient for shopping at nite market kinda places =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. i knew it. where got so ho kang de tai ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we heard of a cheap package deal Air + Hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it must be weird some where. I KNEW IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the period of the tour is the first week of 7th lunar month. wahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bth. but anyways, we are taking it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz so sad, we are still spending the anniversary in Singapore. the trip is 15 aug to 18 aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. at least betta than no have la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, thou conclude:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consumers' Assumption of Price and Quality Association &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is Valid to a Pretty High Extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. just one hongkong trip, only researching nia, not yet even go to the pay money stage already found 2 examples liao. its okie. there's always cheapo like us who knows a good deal when we see one, even though on the surface it seems a bad deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contradictory eh? its okie. wait for my post after i return from Hong Kong LOL~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1948336501894403586?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1948336501894403586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1948336501894403586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1948336501894403586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1948336501894403586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/consumers-assumption-of-price-and.html' title='Consumers&apos; Assumption of Price and Quality Association'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-7927855675701067288</id><published>2007-06-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T05:58:41.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><title type='text'>Research on 6th Year Anniversary Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Research on 6th Year Anniversary Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the time of the year, when most nsmen and students are busy with NDP preparations. and it is also the time of the year to exclamate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing leh. we are still together. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have decided to either go overseas or get a resort stay during the weekend for our anniversary. this yr the date is great. 10th august is on a friday, so we only need to take 1.5 day leave and make it a long wkend. but damn. long wkend = expensive to travel out = expensive to get a wkend get away even in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, at the moment we are considering either hongkong or taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to zuji.com,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hongkong Air Tix cheapest to get away on 8th aug and back on 12th aug is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$410 fr Cathay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;$430 fr SIA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;. i rather spend $20 more.. safer..&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$407 fr SIA&lt;/span&gt; for minimum of 2 adults traveling together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for accomodations, amos got contact for a guest house kinda stay which should be around $50 per person for 1 nite. if that is the case why not check out the hotels? mayb they got some cheap with standard hotels like our Hotel 81 leh? * standard as in not neon light with chickens running around naked when police raid, the room is clean and the bed won't collapse in the middle of sleep, the pillow is clean, the toilet is clean etc. basically, cleanlinest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found like 13 hotels with less than $137 per room per nite. stay more discount more for some lor and some got breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best deal seems to be &lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=27434&amp;tab=photos&amp;amp;fromPage=HotelCompare&amp;SEQ=11815897101425112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760#tabs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regal Oriental Hotel in Kowloon City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (btw, can someone enlighten me? hongkong is separated into HongKong and Kowloon isit?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- $104 per nite, after 10% off 1st 3 nite as stay more than 3 nites.&lt;br /&gt;- 40 minutes bus ride away from airport&lt;br /&gt;- review says room is small, but not claustrophic kind. ok, don't need big room, we'll be out touring anyway.&lt;br /&gt;- got food in the hotel! doesn't matter, we will be going out. but i often get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;- wtf i juz saw the photos. that muthafuken aussie who reviewed it says its small? the room is like Ritz lor! or mayb thatz the presidential suite. oh wells. heck. at least the lobby looks good. so the room shldnt be too far off.&lt;br /&gt;- got counter at airport to help us with transportation to their hotel leh. but need pay onot still dunno. heck. if exp den we take train or bus la. amos is damn good with the octopus card already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool shit. juz to get there and stay there and get back : $500 per head. dunno bout taxes yet. we are both not shoppers, just want look look see see eat eat walk walk. so problie $800 per person for the entire trip would be safe? at least the flight is SIA = VERY SAFE. GOOD. dear, lets take this~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, i totally threw off my mind other cheap hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i used to think that buying and ordering air tix and hotel online sounds like hoax, can't be cheap till where. but wait. its really convenient! my god i sound so mountain turtle + gcb   =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=36070&amp;tab=rooms&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815917542735112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760"&gt;Prudential Hotel is at Nathan Road&lt;/a&gt;, easily accessible to Jordan MTR, Temple St juz cross the road twice, quite convenient location. but the nice pics looks like hoax to me, cos there are diff grades of the rooms, so what i m paying peanuts for may not be what i m seeing now. shit. when this peanuts is considered peanuts when compared to other rooms grades in this hotel, i could spend it betta at the first hotel. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuk.. i juz realise transport in hk is expensive. a bus ride costing SGD$6.. taxi SGD$64.. WOW how does hk ppl survive if they always late like me? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa i always have the impression that YMCA accomodations = backpackers = dbl decker beds with many ppl in one room. but &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=51572&amp;tab=rooms&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815923815965112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; is cool leh! cheap cheap! and seems more honest oso. offered couple of photos of diff room types. though i not sure which is the $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;88 &lt;/span&gt;room, but the nex grade is $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;106 &lt;/span&gt;so its not too bad la, if i see liao like shit still can change.&lt;br /&gt;- 2 blocks away from Lady Street aka nu ren jie&lt;br /&gt;- 2 blocks away from Mongkok shopping centre and MTR&lt;br /&gt;- graded 3 star by zuji.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool! man.. its tough choice ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm this &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=49896&amp;tab=features&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815932382375112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760"&gt;Dorsett Seaview&lt;/a&gt; hotel's description and location seems good leh.. near police station, hospital, mtr and basically, eh wtf. its near the above two. why i keep revolving around Nathan Road? anyway, this one sounds good cos :&lt;br /&gt;- $101 per nite&lt;br /&gt;- location very convenient&lt;br /&gt;- buffet breakfast at $10 per person&lt;br /&gt;- got wireless internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but got one tourist who went in march 2007 did a review saying the hotel sucks, all around the hotel is red light district, service sucks, dirty all around the hotel. dirty as in no sweep floor or dirty as in many chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wait. i juz saw a street in the map: portland street. isn't that what the movie always say? "later i sell u to portland street be chicken!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sheesh. come to think of it, temple street is attraction or also red light district? WTF. but all these cheap cheap hotel is around there leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk, aiya, day time we will be taking train out to other attractions ba. even if back oso oni in the room.. no scared ba? afterall, gangster is better than terrorist. i rather go hk then those countries threaten by terrorism.. =/  police station is down the road.. quite safe la hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh another Dorsett, &lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=36297&amp;startIndex=0&amp;amp;showMap=0&amp;sortOrder=ascPOSPicks&amp;amp;sortAlpha=-1&amp;tab=features&amp;amp;travelPackageId=&amp;SEQ=11815886965505112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760"&gt;Dorsett Olympic&lt;/a&gt; is connected to the dorsett seaview with that loop complimentary shuttlebus to city. but this one is within walkin distance to mongkok mtr, as reviewed by a singaporean. wah the room mite look small, but the lobby looks class! room small as long as not claustrophobic kind can le, n they make gd use of their space. most impt, got water heater and wireless internet. either $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;80 &lt;/span&gt;or $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;98&lt;/span&gt;, inclusive of american breakfast. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i is in love with this &lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=15146&amp;tab=features&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815940791395112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760"&gt;Novotel Century&lt;/a&gt; hotel. but. its $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;128 &lt;/span&gt;per nite, and it seems the area around this hotel are places that is not selling those very normal citizen kinda pricing thing.. sounds like our Bugis Area kinda pricing.. and the best tourist attraction that is near it is the ferry terminal to Macau.. but there is a free shuttle bus to city centre.. perhaps we can consider going round the city and town on 8th and 9th and 10th, then 11th go macau till evening then come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a singaporean did a review on this hotel last yr, say the room is small in international standard, but it overlooks those lifestyle things like pharmacy and supermkt.. so okie la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh shit. i juz recalled. there is oni NOON flight to hk on 8th.. 1.30pm, 3.25pm and 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;i had been thinking we will fly after work on 8th. ok la. nvm, at least i m not spending $100+ for juz 5 hours on the first nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm this one.. &lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=57531&amp;tab=features&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815954316375112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760"&gt;Ibis North Point&lt;/a&gt; seems not very honest leh.. no pictures of the rooms, just a very unclear pic of the hotel exterior. 3 reviews says the place is clean and cheap but the room is tiny till a couple got problem packing in their luggage in the room, can't walk around. shit ttz claustrophobic liao lor. $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;84 &lt;/span&gt;or $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;89&lt;/span&gt;, queen size bed. quite out of the way, need to travel quite a fair bit to get around =/ oh and someone said the bed hard until u cannt slp on your sides. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha found one tatami hotel, as the name has it, all 3 reviews by tourists says, its tiny and incorrigible. unless u usually sleep in parks while u backpack, this might not be good enough for you. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i must not let amos see this hotel. he will sure like it. but we must stretch our dollars! &lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=27744&amp;tab=photos&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815965971155112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=-4225625417796465760#tabs"&gt;Panda Hotel &lt;/a&gt;is the best in terms of location, amenities and room by far. $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;123 &lt;/span&gt;per nite. near lan kwei fong, disney, train station and many spots. cos its in town. a review says: its a champagne with beer budget. indeed, at this price with this quality and the good service. but we gotta stretch our dollar. next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! good food sink in the bottom of the pot awaiting your discovery man. the last hotel in the list.. is fantastic! okie, i is not being drama, just that i is typing each paragraph after reviewing each hotel in the zuji webbie, so i is discovering as i write. hence the emo and the strike offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos will definitely like this &lt;a href="http://go.zuji.travelpn.com/hotel/HotelDetail.do?propertyId=32381&amp;tab=features&amp;amp;fromPage=&amp;SEQ=11815973417675112007&amp;amp;hotelQKey=9081250229607466928"&gt;cosmo hotel&lt;/a&gt;. definite. its ritz standard but smaller room oni lor. wow the equipments available in each room and the customer service is definitely ritzy from what i see in the reviews and the description of the hotel.. and it has a jazz bar in the lobby, definitely amos's cup of tea. its $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;126 &lt;/span&gt;or $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;144 &lt;/span&gt;per nite inclusive of breakfast. has complimentary shuttle service to causeway bay and other attractions. got internet also. i guess we can take this one if we do some calculations.. cos if we take a cheaper hotel, plus bus or train then plus breakfast plus internet also around or more than this price for one day ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz realise, seems no matter which hotel i look at, the area also around the same one leh. except those far off like Ibis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrmmmmz. actually i m more in favour of going taiwan than hongkong leh. cos taiwan got more food that i wan try, and i heard the culture of the people there is slower pace and more friendly less sceptical than hong kong leh.. wadz the point of going to hongkong which is like singapore: fast pace, sceptical people who will run away if a stranger smile at them? well i would want to run away if a stranger smile at me in singapore la. thx to that stupid drama teaching anti terrorism some time back, cos in that show, that stranger that smiled is a terrorist leh 0.o ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt matter that, anyways, the calculations should goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Person --- Air Tix $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;407 &lt;/span&gt;+ $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 &lt;/span&gt;Service Charge + $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.60&lt;/span&gt; Security Surcharge from HK back to SG + $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;280 Better Accomodation = $718.60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Person --- Air Tix $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;407 &lt;/span&gt;+ $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 &lt;/span&gt;Service Charge + $&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.60&lt;/span&gt; Security Surcharge from HK back to SG + &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$180 Alright Accomodation = $618.60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prices of rooms quoted up there is = Per Room Per Nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm seems we have to do our sums together le =/ only got July and August salary to save up wor.. and Rueyloon is getting married in July..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, its been fun doing these maths. we'll hafta see if amos and his mama got better ways to wriggle round to a better air tix rate onot le ba. and see if his that accomodation at Causeway Bay is $50 per head per nite or $50 per room per nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-7927855675701067288?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/7927855675701067288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=7927855675701067288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7927855675701067288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7927855675701067288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/research-on-6th-year-anniversary-trip.html' title='Research on 6th Year Anniversary Trip'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2116867047247559576</id><published>2007-06-08T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:40:58.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Must cut nails.</title><content type='html'>Must cut nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i good gal right. 9pm sharp then i start to skive =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la. waiting for my colleague, Han to drop by studio. han, pris and me going for dinner at Sweet Secrets to celebrate Han's ORD. ORD Loh~! lets welcome the full time artist aka professional photographer + book binder   0.o   =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly having dinner with the other guys in studio, but Sam is shooting a wedding, Rueyloon, George and Lawrence most likely off to meet their fiancee / girlfriend / wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. just feel like posting an entry so post lor. then do some follow ups while waiting for Han.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the topic says: must cut nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.. QQ de Ma~ i shld have listened to you =/ i think the pimples on my t-zone and left right on the part of the cheek next to the nose is bcos of my nails leh. especially when i rub rub my eyes then my nail hit the t-zone there =/ that why always same spot pimple. shit la lidat i muz pluck my teeth also. cos of the sharp sharp teeth near the left and right of my mouth's corners, i always got ulcer at the same spot. 0.0"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk rubbish. nvm. today is a funny day. funny from side viewers, almost torturous for sam though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huo bu dan xing ar. (trouble don't come alone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning, he realise that the address of the bride which i smsed him don't have the unit number =.= .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried calling the groom but can't get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he bump into the photographer, and just follow him up.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when he was shooting, got peoples call him ask him this invoice that invoice and the other quotation. damn stress de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he return, he already rushing for time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rueyloon was experimenting on sam's table ytd nite. he shot a photo of life size items on sam's table, shifted some of the items away, and put some on top of the image. so look like real + fake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rueyloon.blogspot.com"target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f337/nonameapplicable/DSC00074.jpg" border="0" alt="The Photographer is 36frames' Rueyloon, His Blog"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then plus george was trying to ask him something also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got distracted while taking out the DV tape, the tape broke 0.0!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nvm, he got it mended. but george got scolded LOL *george says "whhhhhhaaaattt..." + innocent face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was damn hungry, wanted some food. so i went to buy from the not-so-nice-not-so-fresh-foodstall. after i ordered, pris was on the way to studio, she asked if sam wants the famous nasi bryani from tekka market. of cos want! but.. i can't cancel my order =x so end up, he ate the fried rice i bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then throughout the time he was editing his express highlight, a lot of people come irritate him with a lot of questions and calls LOL =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was nearly the time to leave for the banquet, it started raining 0.0.............. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said: nvm, rain good. then the event-full day will turn smooth aft the rain. Yu Guo Tian Qing. (it always shines aft the rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he nearly forgot to take something, pris took and remind him bout it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam says: Praise the Lord! this is very impt!&lt;br /&gt;Pris whispers: very impt? praise me la why praise the Lord? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pris barely finished her words, the CD cover broke. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, can put back de LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. Sam barely stepped out, a client getting married on Sunday but still considering to take videography service at all, suddenly decided to come down in 15minutes to sign contract and pay deposit LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? it always shines after the rain~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.38pm Han just called: eh dun eat so ex, i juz got retrench. remember? i ORD today leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say: eh dude, u left for greener pasture k~ high flying job~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx. k dinner time. Tata~~~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** pardon the formating of this post, cos i using macintosh's safari, so cant use the rich text interface to type this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2116867047247559576?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2116867047247559576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2116867047247559576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2116867047247559576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2116867047247559576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/must-cut-nails.html' title='Must cut nails.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-9222538342702982525</id><published>2007-06-05T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:14:05.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatsby SG Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Gatsby SG Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out at Sam's blog.. damn funny la. its a wedding on last Saturday.. the couple is really blessed to have each other and their great friends who are willing to go great lengths for them lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the video is supposedly a best-wishes snippet, but these creative guys is really funny la.. the main character look like Kon from bleach LOLX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vocare.multiply.com/video/item/24" target="new"&gt;Gatsby SG Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-9222538342702982525?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/9222538342702982525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=9222538342702982525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/9222538342702982525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/9222538342702982525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/06/gatsby-sg-version_05.html' title='Gatsby SG Version'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5278044096961869033</id><published>2007-05-29T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T02:28:35.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>x)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to really know this crazy kup po in march 06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy nitelong mahjongs,  r&amp;b booming away along tampines avenue 10, suppers nearly every other nite, clubbing, studying for tests till morning at #81, #4831 machiam school bus in the dawn but sending kids home instead of to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whining about nearly everything to him and from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was broke, and he too, he stuffed half of what he has in his pocket to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i is everybody's boyfren   x)  i feed my girlies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sounds like a sugar daddy, superficially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i know that he is detaching himself from his very close friends, he was willing to open up his thoughts to me. but i made a very bad mistake of getting too close. cos the nex time, i'm shut out too. and it hurts, cos i really put &lt;u&gt;he&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;her&lt;/u&gt; as friends very very close to my heart. if i never stand so close to them, i guess it wouldnt hurt that much even if they shut the whole world out. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why and cannot understand why. why would he be calling me from overseas a week ago, and a week later when he returns, he no longer answer any calls, return any calls, sms or msn message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i say that he is such a close fren if i can't understand what is happening?&lt;br /&gt;truth betold, i know. i choose not to believe only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried to my boyfren when he closed me out with the others. i told my boyfren not to tell &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt; i went clubbing cos exam was too near and he forbid me from going. i cried when he's overseas internship confirmed. i cried when he no longer answers my calls and smses. i cried today when he act blur and tried to cheer me up when i was trying to prompt him to tell me why had he been disappearing from us. i cried when he told me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m crying now cos i know i won't get to see him till my wedding day or my funeral. unless ... .. ..... ... ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try not to cry again, cos i got the answer, i have to face the answer which i long had in my heart. all i can say again is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;陈洁仪 ~ 天冷就回来&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;渐渐对着收音机&lt;br /&gt;学唱新的歌&lt;br /&gt;我问朋友为什么&lt;br /&gt;做梦也快乐&lt;br /&gt;朋友笑说&lt;br /&gt;他从不相信梦&lt;br /&gt;我想出去走一走&lt;br /&gt;朋友点点头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;天冷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;你就回来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;别在风中徘徊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;朋友的眼里有明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;还有一份期待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天冷我想回家&lt;br /&gt;年少已经不再&lt;br /&gt;今天的雨点洒下来&lt;br /&gt;那滋味就是爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-love-is-to-let-go.html"&gt;to love is to let go.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest friend, though the dilemma that i would not be able to hear those crazy laughters of yours, nor you sharing the joy looking at my mahjong tiles over my shoulder, running down the stairs when u heard i got 地胡, nor the times when u would say silly girl or gcb me when i do something dumb;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the contrary, if i do get the above back, it would mean u r shattered once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather u be away and be happy, then coming back to us and cheering everyone but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please.. don't stay out when you are down, when u are down and out, we're all 24/7 a call away. especially your mistress, whom would be called adulteress if u still call her mistress now LOL. hor? mrs tan~ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i won't cry le. even if i do is tears of joy as i reminise the short but good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;please be happy sillymo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u have said, let fate drive us. but dude, u better remember your promise.. 10th August 2020, its a public holiday. i is waiting for your "objections" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i noe what chen tai tai will say: can slap her pls, machiam his gf.*&lt;br /&gt;eh juz now he say u his mistress, worse la =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5278044096961869033?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5278044096961869033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5278044096961869033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5278044096961869033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5278044096961869033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/x.html' title='x)'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3454890530287337014</id><published>2007-05-25T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T04:06:37.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spree~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spree~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nb. cys3388 spree was called off.. cos the shop got interviewed by lan xin mei's show, now dai sai liao, don't want do overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, will be opening JoYcE Shop Spree with super experienced spree organiser and shopping queen, Stephy Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Where &amp; When:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spree Site:  &lt;a href="http://tw.user.bid.yahoo.com/tw/show/auctions?userID=qoo3912&amp;u=%3aqoo3912"&gt;JoYcE Shop &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order Period: 31st May to 2nd June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Exchange rate:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGD1 = TWD21.21&lt;br /&gt;To be confirmed, if actual rate charged by bank is higher or lower, there’ll be need to top-up or refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My email address:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonameapplicable@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Mode of payment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;DBS/POSB funds transfer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Last date/time for all orders &amp;amp; payment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Shipping details:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct shipping from Taiwan to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Ezpay (Includes 2.8% Svc Charge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postage amt to be shared among spreers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Payment details:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please use the auction start price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGD2 per item will be collected in advance so as to pay for shipping fees.&lt;br /&gt;Extras will be used to offset each individual's postage fees and/or refunded accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Payment: [ Item Price x Exchange Rate ] + [No. of Items x Advance Shipping fees of $2/item]&lt;br /&gt;2nd Payment: Shipping(Balance) + Local Postage + Postage Materials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Mode of distribution:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strictly via postage. For registered mail, it will be at an additional cost of $2.&lt;br /&gt;There is an additional $0.50 for envelope and handling fee on top of the cost for postage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Spree Organiser's Terms and Conditions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Please do not join if you are not comfortable with any terms and condition.&lt;br /&gt;- Please pay immediately after posting your orders!&lt;br /&gt;- Please save a soft copy of the pictures of the items you ordering in imageshack or photobucket and include the link in your post.&lt;br /&gt;- I will not be held responsible for missing, defective or erroneous items during shipping, normal mail as this is beyond my control.&lt;br /&gt;- If response is not good, I will cancel this spree and refund.&lt;br /&gt;- Please do not join if you do not have i-banking. (only DBS/POSB i-banking will be accepted)&lt;br /&gt;- I usually clear my mails at night, sometimes might not log on as i might need to OT. So please be patient and do not bombard me with emails or chase me for your transferred amt. Rest assure that i will check and revert. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Format of order:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Name:&lt;br /&gt;Email Address:&lt;br /&gt;Contact Number:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bank Acc No. and Type:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item #1&lt;br /&gt;Item Name: &lt;br /&gt;URL: &lt;a href="http://tw.pageuser.bid.yahoo.com/tw/auction/1141426728?u=%3ad911025"&gt;http://tw.pageuser.bid.yahoo.com/tw/auc&lt;wbr&gt;tion/1141426728?u=%3ad911025&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Link: &lt;a href="http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/659/earring18kl.jpg"&gt;http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/6&lt;wbr&gt;59/earring18kl.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size: NA&lt;br /&gt;Colour:&lt;br /&gt;Qty: 1&lt;br /&gt;Price in NT: 80&lt;br /&gt;Alternative: NIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item #2&lt;br /&gt;Item Name:&lt;br /&gt;URL:&lt;br /&gt;Image Link:&lt;br /&gt;Size: NA&lt;br /&gt;Colour: BLUE&lt;br /&gt;Qty: 1&lt;br /&gt;Price in NT: 80&lt;br /&gt;Alternative: NIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Number of Items: 2&lt;br /&gt;Total in SGD: (Sum in NT/21.21) + (# x $2)= $&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've done the transfer to my POSB account, reply to your own comment in the following format:&lt;br /&gt;Transaction Reference Number:&lt;br /&gt;Time of Transfer:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3454890530287337014?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3454890530287337014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3454890530287337014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3454890530287337014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3454890530287337014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/spree.html' title='Spree~!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4254022736638784711</id><published>2007-05-25T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T03:26:13.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Question'/><title type='text'>Seriously, Girls' Nite at The Cannery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seriously, Girls' Nite at The Cannery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea the previous post is hang goat head sell dog meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Girls-Nite @ Cannery on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls free entry + promotional offers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS ~ 1for1 9pm to 12am&lt;br /&gt;Barfly ~ Champagne at $77+++&lt;br /&gt;Clinic ~ 5 Free Drinks&lt;br /&gt;Kandi Bar &amp; Fashion Bar ~ 1for1 all nite long&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ma Gu Niang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;Lew Tai Tai,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ann Fu Ren&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ron Gu Niang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Shan Jie Jie&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T Tai Tai&lt;/span&gt;, cannot tell me budget constraint due to renovation, low pay, jobless, must save money le ba? heh heh heh~! oh! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;QQ de Ma&lt;/span&gt;, now no work morning liao can go clubbing also right? =D we neighbour can share cab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T Tai Tai&lt;/span&gt;, T for wad ar? T for Tan Tay Teo or Tsang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want go clubbing..................... T_T so long no go le. half yr le ba. haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4254022736638784711?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4254022736638784711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4254022736638784711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4254022736638784711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4254022736638784711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/seriously-girls-nite-at-cannery.html' title='Seriously, Girls&apos; Nite at The Cannery'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5618801295692808929</id><published>2007-05-25T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T03:09:05.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><title type='text'>Girls' Night at The Cannery on Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls' Night at The Cannery on Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya i wanted to blog about that. but i kept chatting with lawrence hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end the convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;u better sleep lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;your skin getting pimples leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;u lacking beauty sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink adequate fruit juice for physical well being says:&lt;br /&gt;ya lor turn oily skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink adequate fruit juice for physical well being says:&lt;br /&gt;nb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;i think lack of sex too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink adequate fruit juice for physical well being says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;sleep and sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink adequate fruit juice for physical well being says:&lt;br /&gt;your skin not bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink adequate fruit juice for physical well being says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;that explains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink adequate fruit juice for physical well being says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;okie lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ si|ver.wo|f ] says:&lt;br /&gt;time to orh orh koon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wednesday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday i wanted to leave early after meeting all the clients and making the neccessary calls. but end up i left around 10+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left me and george. kuku george say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh when u leave remember *etc instructions* ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;eh GEORGE! you leaving ar!? wait me! i don't dare close shop by myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george stroll back and sniggled. then say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;heh heh, i wanted to leave first cos i don't dare to close shop by myself also.&lt;br /&gt;*gimme the eyes in a slit smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos contractor coming in on friday to fix the roof. but they coming at 9.30am leh. Sam just came back from indonesia, he wouldnt want to come in early.. george is sick, in fact just declared he won't appear cos he is gonna revamp his website and has a corp shoot at night.. rueyloon will only appear after lunch =.= i .. er.. oso will not appear before 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked sam if he would be coming in early, he smsed: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will come in late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rueyloon replied with MY handphone: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can not! you better come in early or i will smack your butts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam replied: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ha ha. very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa piang. i replied: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh the last msg was typed by famous $350 per hour photographer not me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx. end up, we shoved to sean, the part time tenant. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? how to hate my job or grow sick of it with all these interesting people around?  x)&lt;br /&gt;met a few very interesting couples recently, hope can close. would love to see their wedding,  the kinda things they and their friends would cook up on the big day =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5618801295692808929?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5618801295692808929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5618801295692808929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5618801295692808929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5618801295692808929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/girls-night-at-cannery-on-wednesday.html' title='Girls&apos; Night at The Cannery on Wednesday'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8131797543893554336</id><published>2007-05-18T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T03:55:04.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Logic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Give.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians have this saying that sounds something like that, some where.. think i learnt it from Huiling or Pastor Prince on one of the church session i tag along with huiling to New Creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U give a portion of your harvest to God, he will return you, somehow, 7 fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me pick someone from 217 and give an example, please note that it does not mean that the rest are asses and this guy is an angel. it so happen that its convenient to use him as an example cos he sits beside me and i hear that often LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. When we do our best for our works and take the extra metre to help our clients a little even with things not related to our contract scope, as though its our own wedding, its but a gesture that requires few minutes, but the clients would be happy and become customer advocates and recommend other couples to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that happens, in Sam's words, he would say: Praise the Lord, God is Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either Confucian or one of the old man said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao wu lao, yi ji ren zhi lao; you wu you, yi ji ren zhi you.&lt;br /&gt;[treat other people's elders like yours, treat other people's young like yours]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, somehow, somewhere along the way said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Physics Teacher Mr Pang said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential Energy = Kinetic Energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine Koh (Amos's mum, an entrepreneur) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't so gei gao and plan your steps so carefully and scared people eat your advantage. instead of saving those little benefits, if you have been more benevolent, you would earn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai gei gao. zh'o l'ang hum hum, pua p'eh jia wu l'ang lai tum. [don't be so calculative. be humble, when u sick then got people visit] be sincere. don't wei li shi tu. [don't only do things for the sake of returns]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met someone today that is bloody gei gao. ngeow ga chu't zhup [stingy until he stinks with stingy-juice]. if he is not so gei gan, i believe he would have learnt much more, everyone would have love to share with him much more, and his work would have been dozen folds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shake head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think he goes to church on sundays and listens to Pastor Prince's sessions. to think he is Christian, wears a cross, owns a bible but like what Dan was saying of a bible today: eh.. not enlightened wan.. no highlight or writing inside =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, as mentioned in the above samples of who-say-what, it is obvious that what i m trying to say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give when you can. don't bother yourself so much by being so gei gao. instead of just seeing mis-favors done by people onto you, why don't highlight to yourself what you may have been gei gaoing with people that makes them gei gan you. then again, as Peter says: The Yellow Pages Syndrome patients are 9.5 outta 10 people you meet. it is always convenient to Point Fingers to others and not facing oneself's mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people reading this, please be a dear and remind me when my Yellow Pages Syndrome acts up ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, gei gan = gei gao + gan b*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of today, thou resolut to use lesser vulgarity in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;thou resolut to take care of my face more so that i can have another photoshoot in near future and get onto the gallery of models in Lawrence's friendster =_=&lt;br /&gt;thou also resolut to become and maintain whiter complexion so that i can wear a red gown and the day red-Kua like the one Kate wore on her wedding (if you are lucky u can view it on vocaremedia.com ~ videos ~ Jeff&amp;amp;Kate's Wedding Highlight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is shanghainese, why is me not white~! i mite yearn for black when i turn whiter. doesnt matter. now i want WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with Mag on the phone over dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: tomolo wan acc me go BarFly? my friend got contacts and bottles, so no need 21 / 23 =x&lt;br /&gt;Mag: eh my friends advance booked me for clubbing tomolo and next week go Attica liao paisei.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: ai seH. k i book you 1st wk of June. club. dunno where. but hor, most prob wednesday. cos i might be retrenched liao.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: har! serious ar.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: ya. depends on how the guys' discussion goes lor. either retrenched in 2 weeks or probation 2 more months.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: oh..&lt;br /&gt;Jo: if i retrench we go interview together at singapore casket la. i take cab pass by, seems the renov is done leh.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: eh can consider leh.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: ya lor. the florist downstairs looks good.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: ya lor ya lor.&lt;br /&gt;Jo: eh i be florist u be make up artist there la. you so good at doing make up.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: ya can consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. sibei crap lor. we talk until got dragon got pheonix la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard a good news today, our friend June aka Sam has broke up with her crap shit boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoorays! no wonder i tink her pics on friendster looks better these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to good girls rid of maggot boyfriends who don't appreciates them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8131797543893554336?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8131797543893554336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8131797543893554336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8131797543893554336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8131797543893554336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/give.html' title='Give.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1741377459912785880</id><published>2007-05-14T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T02:25:57.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>5 Minutes Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Minutes Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give out your password or credit card number in an instant message conversation. To help prevent infection by a computer virus or worm, never accept or open any file or link in an instant message until you verify its authenticity with the sender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:04:47 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:04:47 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; ya la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:04:50 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nobody ask me go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:07:58 PM) lol&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:08:14 PM) look at the date&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:08:18 PM) broke liao ma&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:08:20 PM) lol&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:08:44 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; my pay is very little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:08:47 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; so for me to be broke is ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:08:58 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; but how can anyone else be worse than me when i'm paid only 700!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:09:04 PM) !&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:09:09 PM) take home 700?!&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:09:11 PM) god&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:09:29 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:09:32 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; afte cpf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:09:53 PM) i tink u will be better off selling cosmetics at ettusai or clinique.&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:10:33 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; thats e prob la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:11:06 PM) ur skin so gd sure can get the job&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:11:13 PM) btw the uniform is pretty&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:11:17 PM) *drools*&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:12:46 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:12:49 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; i dont wanat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:12:56 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i rather be an undertaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:13:15 PM) eh recently bad weather&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:13:21 PM) undertaker very busy&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:13:25 PM) good job!&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:13:28 PM) LOL&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:13:37 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:13:39 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; considering lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:13:43 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;think later go ask my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:13:47 PM) mai tu liao&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:13:51 PM) go lavender ask&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:03 PM) but now they got renovation dunno want hire ppl onot leh&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:12 PM) eh there good leh&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:17 PM) knn we can share cab home&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:20 PM) near me&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:28 PM) aft work can go dbl o&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:30 PM) wahaha&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:14:37 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;they renovate sibei long lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:41 PM) no leh&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:46 PM) i walk pass&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:14:54 PM) the lobby area renov leh&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:15:06 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:15:21 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; when my grandparents pass away like last yr or last last yr renovating le lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:15:34 PM) eh good working condition leh&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:15:44 PM) keep upgrading the place freq sia&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:15:45 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; ya lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:15:54 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; business too good right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:15:58 PM) then downstairs got the florist&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:16:08 PM) u can get a rose a day to up your mood!&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:18:17 PM) eh i go back to work liao&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:18:23 PM) i is gonna put this conv on my blog&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:18:24 PM) LOL&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:18:53 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:18:54 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; sure la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:18:57 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; if i funeral director.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:19:05 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; next time..i give u discount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:19:10 PM)ya&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:19:12 PM) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i mean, on the flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyce says: (4:19:21 PM) then if jasmin buy got buy big give small for teri rite&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:19:39 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; nb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:19:42 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; u want to die huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*naf magiquement M' says: (4:19:54 PM)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; let her see this. u on fire ald. i havent even change job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i don't usually on MSN at work, cos i dunno how to be ninja and chat without getting caught, and i don't like to chat at work. was having lunch, on MSN for a bit, was wanting to check the spree status with my cousin. saw mag online and chatted rubbish for a bit LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag was bored outta the shit from her job, and wants a more busy job. i recommend her to be cosmetic promoter. hence the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh must clarify the last line. i don't mean to curse or irritate jasmin la. just that when mag type the discount part, i tot she also know me n jasmin's usual joke. cos last time when i sleeping jasmin call me i will kp her: knn salah tian wei la. coffin shop here, what you want buy. now promotion buy big get small la. then just nice ma, big for human small for dog ma =X ***touchwood***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i love my job. but i gotta leave soon le. cos i is not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to tink of it, i always love my jobs while i'm at it. but i really love this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ji lai zhi, ze an zhi. i always felt, since i'm at it, wouldnt it be torturing if i keep lamenting and allowing myself to think that the job sux? but then again, i always gets jobs i love. even though there's always the shitty times which is really bad. like some of those days in villa bali and shunjuu and kingstone and whatever. but at the end of the day, carve the goodness on rocks, draw the sadness in the sand, the wind will carry away the sadness eventually, and life goes on, collectively, with the goodness carved for remembrance in times of sadness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1741377459912785880?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1741377459912785880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1741377459912785880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1741377459912785880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1741377459912785880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/5-minutes-break.html' title='5 Minutes Break'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6635225355987357610</id><published>2007-05-13T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T02:17:52.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><title type='text'>Bankai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Bankai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God its Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. Work. Bankai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is blessed to be given a chance to work with these wonderful people who are such angels, so forgiving and fun people, perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. Follow Ups. Bankai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been wanting to work hard work hard work harder, yeah i stay long hours and stuff, but going no where leh? still messy and lost. now that Sam has helped me sort out bits and pieces here and there, i tink this time i noe where to head to, how to train and when to Bankai liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, 4/5 of us (bosses + me + ah law) are nuts about Bleach. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great weekend of food food and more food with my boy and my family and his family. though not my ideal way of spending the weekend, and we had lotsa differences which we were at insisted our own points for a few seconds, i is still touched by the way only my boy can handle me so brilliantly. i is always in love with my boy, but i is head over heels all over again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my big cat    x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6635225355987357610?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6635225355987357610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6635225355987357610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6635225355987357610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6635225355987357610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/bankai.html' title='Bankai!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8783151600133679082</id><published>2007-05-10T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:47:05.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Contradiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>To Love is to Let Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Love is to Let Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of things happened over the weekend.. wanted to blog about it.. cos its a continual to several posts i have posted earlier.. but i m tired, and i dun wan to tink much about it now.. cos its something that is no past no present no future. after all, fate has it that way, n i've made my choice, no point saying so much bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today i read a friend's blog, she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;now everyone has been very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;repetitively telling me to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;he's not worth it yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(excuse me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;its not that i dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but its hard on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm trying my best to share my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but why do i often feel so compelled to agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in the forum discussing about matters of the heart the other day, when a man asked me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ain't we all victims of love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope we&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ain't. &lt;/span&gt;cos&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;real love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;selfless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;not selfish, not self-centred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, what prompts me to this post is not just the words of the man in the forum, but cos of 2 men in my life whom taught me some things over the weekend, or rather over the years, in their subtle, protective way. but thats a story for another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man himself forgave his wife of 17years when she attempted suicide bcos her lover is leaving her. at that time, the man and his wife has 3 daughters, the oldest 16yrs old, the youngest 2 years old. though painful on his side, he was ready to forgive his wife and take her back home and start anew. but she could not face these. soon after, with the excuse that she is on a business trip, she flew off and when she reach her destination, she told him sorry she could not bring herself to go back to the family and face her children after what she has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man out of true love for his wife, is able to forgive her, and even mediate between the wife and her lover. though painful to be witnessing and bearing all these, not to mention the emo children who were throwing temper around the house and stuff, but his pain would not be more than the wife. cos she who was blinded by her selfish lust and greed for greener pastures has made her pass the point of no return. and cos of her own selfishness, she will never be able to come to peace with herself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hence, the one who holds the true love will never be the victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very simple. cos he love her, he forgives and lets her go; if she's meant to be his wife for the rest of this life time, even if she fled to north pole, she'll still be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes letting go, or leaving, is also a way of showing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;albeit that the above are theory, and most people would not be able to come to peace with oneself like the above mentioned man, this IS the way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often we all know what is right, what is wrong, but its more often than not fear, greed and self-centredness festing us, blindfolding us, making us go rounds and rounds instead of taking the straight route to peace. cos our ego says: buay gum wan. ai piA jiA ei YAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling, i understand that everyone has been telling you he sucks, including me, and you have been a sweet dear feeling compelled to agree. well, you felt compelled to agree cos to a certain extent, you know its right. but there just is a certain thing in us that holds us back. sometimes it fools us that its love that is holding us back, but more often than not, it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might be a little pissed partly cos you are trying to get a listening ear, but they are all over-concernly throwing their logics at you passionately hoping that you will just take it and get better (at least they thought you would get better) but partly, you might be a little pissed cos what they are saying are facts you long knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not saying that these pain are nobody's fault but yours, please don't misunderstand.. this is a mistake that all human will have at least once in life.. but the thing is, whine as much as you deserves like what your friend says, but please, wake up in time to embrace life. cos life will not pause showing its wonder to you while you grieve. i believe this time you are taking longer to recover no doubt cos of the experience you had with him, but also cos this is a tough period when you are transiting throught to a different stage in life - whole new working world with whole new what the fuking dog shit challenges with the least hints and clues you are ever given. *fuk my room got mosquito, yours have? lets go complain to town council nb.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to let go is also a form of expressing love sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;this love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you are able to&lt;/span&gt; express, would be for both him, you and people around you who are quietly heartaching looking at you wilting away these days while not being able to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, every single pair of eyes reading this post so far would be thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knn, not you, you say until so sonG,&lt;br /&gt;nb see when u kana ditch what you do.&lt;br /&gt;god knows how many fire engine and police car we must utilize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why, while i is sober, while i is not in this emo-shit yet, thank god that you are reminding me of such a thing, and i is also reminding you with the above words, so that if i do unfortunately face such a day, please be a dear and remind me of my words today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8783151600133679082?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8783151600133679082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8783151600133679082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8783151600133679082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8783151600133679082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-love-is-to-let-go.html' title='To Love is to Let Go.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2053923038947796545</id><published>2007-05-01T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:24:58.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Cys3388 Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Taiwan Spree Cys3388&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tw.f6.page.bid.yahoo.com/tw/auction/f10130528?u=cys3388" target="new"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059500387064792674" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/Rjb0y6_yxmI/AAAAAAAAACg/U2JLx_3wRi8/s320/cys3388-img400x600-1177483083____2055-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NT190&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tw.f3.page.bid.yahoo.com/tw/auction/c29387407?u=cys3388" target="new"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059502263965501042" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/Rjb2gK_yxnI/AAAAAAAAACo/P6___RrHtH0/s320/cys.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NT360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tw.f3.page.bid.yahoo.com/tw/auction/c29422621?u=cys3388" target="new"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059506155205871250" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/Rjb6Cq_yxpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ziZR8h5vbxc/s320/3cys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NT300&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i is getting these pieces from the &lt;a href="http://tw.user.bid.yahoo.com/tw/show/auctions?userID=cys3388&amp;u=%3acys3388" target="new"&gt;cys3388&lt;/a&gt; spree.. my cousin stephy is spree host this round ^^ click on the picture to get to the actual webbie for more details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i still think i got more clothes that i wanna buy from &lt;a href="http://tw.user.bid.yahoo.com/tw/show/auctions?userID=qoo3912&amp;amp;u=%3aqoo3912"&gt;JoYcE shop&lt;/a&gt; spree. cos &lt;a href="http://tw.user.bid.yahoo.com/tw/show/auctions?userID=cys3388&amp;u=%3acys3388"&gt;cys3388&lt;/a&gt; got very few of such one piece tshirt dress.. JoYcE shop got more. mayb nex time ba ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;s&gt;if interested let me know ba, stephy still waiting for approval to host the spree on sgspree forum, so probly close the spree next week ba.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;already closed, will send in yiting's last order by 2pm tomorrow, so yup if u can email me by then ba. ~ 1.30am, 3rd May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2053923038947796545?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2053923038947796545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2053923038947796545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2053923038947796545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2053923038947796545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/05/cys3388-spree.html' title='Cys3388 Spree'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/Rjb0y6_yxmI/AAAAAAAAACg/U2JLx_3wRi8/s72-c/cys3388-img400x600-1177483083____2055-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-142503777356630087</id><published>2007-04-24T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T02:03:11.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><title type='text'>1st Good Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;1st Good Sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... has shown to tell me i should stay in the job. wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Deal Closed on My Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha! my boss Sam was out on Friday for a corporate shoot and a client had to come view our portfolio on friday cos she's workin in events, and has a upcoming event that will last from this week till mid next week. so i was alone in the client meeting =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good la she's very friendly very kind not intimidating though she ask many questions, and her husband looks bored.. me n lawrence most afraid of couples that looks bored n lost n uninterested during presentation =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.. manage to chat with her about her wedding theme, how she go about her preparations.. and the husband see us chatting like fun he smile a bit *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today called her to follow up, initially she says will meet us again mid next week. but never give confirmation bout our service wor.. so i asked her if she has more or less confirmed her choices as we have another query that came in the afternoon asking for the same date. CooL~! she say yup, decided, juz trying to decide which option of our offers are better for her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool~! sam said he will treat me dinner if i manage to clinch it on my own heeheehee.. so i smsed him that the deal is closed, dinner please =x LOL. actually i is more than happy that the deal close, got eat no eat no problem to me at all. then sam reply: eh dinner too boring, go kbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! cool~! yiPpEe~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned that i found some bottled beer in the fridge and i'm having one while i type this post? a heineken should be able to make me doze off slightly faster ba. haven been slping well. need to reach by 1030am tml, got a client meeting at 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha sibei song, the feeling of closing deal heehee! had been feeling like a leech at work, making so much mistakes, making them invest so much in training me and letting me have a easier time getting things done smoothly at work, but i dun seem to be making any return to them. x) now the sign has shown that i just need to work harder. i is can de!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-142503777356630087?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/142503777356630087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=142503777356630087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/142503777356630087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/142503777356630087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/1st-good-sign.html' title='1st Good Sign'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-568746552677598125</id><published>2007-04-24T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T01:45:36.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Special Mentions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Special Mentions Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Heibi Hiam&lt;/s&gt; Halley Sim is always lost somewhere or purpurly lost himself somewhr that i cant dig him out at times, and we squabble nearly always, but bro is bro -  a call away. n he got me a nice bracelet on my birthday this yr, and chauffeur us around in amos's papa's van. though the bracelet is he bought on impulse when he was walking around one day n see it nice so he bought - aimlessly. then my bday he decided to give me lolx. he is almost one of the more sensible people i noe these years, but oso one of those uber irrational n menses all year person. contradicting leh. though i dun go too near most of the time, to avoid making us hate each other over heated squabblings, but i still love him ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the year when we went shoppin for bday prezzie of someone, he told me to choose a necklace for her, but end up he quietly bought it for me cos i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 26th December 2001 that he become my brother on bus 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y the special mention. cos juz feel like mentioning lor. no worries, he's alive. lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-568746552677598125?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/568746552677598125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=568746552677598125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/568746552677598125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/568746552677598125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/special-mentions.html' title='Special Mentions'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8258613289922527830</id><published>2007-04-22T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:35:18.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Congratulation~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulations~ in Jubilations~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo~! now i noe what is ting's favourite drink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;in &amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;onic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahha~! so happy but so sad oso =/ cannot tag tag le =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, for this year still can tag tag weekdays wahahaha~! Gin Tonic only can drink on Friday &amp;amp; Saturday~! =P or we 4 can go settlers heeheehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i betta run off to the new Giant with my neighbour, Magdalene, before i tio hoot after yiting finish dinner with her parents =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiPpEE~! so happy~! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8258613289922527830?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8258613289922527830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8258613289922527830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8258613289922527830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8258613289922527830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/congratulation.html' title='Congratulation~!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-7299714671794077134</id><published>2007-04-16T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:57:24.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Contradiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Long Story Short Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Long Story Short Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nb. i type damn long, left last sentence, my mozilla got error. cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ba. aint gonna retype, anyway dun hav photos today cos i lying on my bed and typing this damn post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks sweeties~! for making my birthday a happy one, making me feel important and special to you! thanks for all the well wishes and prezzies, and to those who took out time and effort and moeny to go out with me~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated my birthday is 5 parts. with jas mag amos wilson jeremy and marcus, with space217, with ziqing, with amos yiting halley and GT, and with juz my big cookie spending quality time this weekend ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my prezzies that i wished for, got the wireless keyboard and mouse from space217 guys thx to lawrence who saw my blog and gather the guys to share and he went shopping for it ^^ that y no photos today cos i lying on my bed with my wireless keyboard and mouse ahaha. got the chocobanana cake too! the cake is damn huge, and i is so honoured to have famous $200/hr photographer GeorgIE woNG to take picture, and $350/hr Rufus's papa to video me blow candle~!!! heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my yanzi album from yiyin. felt so bad that i didnt made it down to her chalet, cos by the time i finish dinner with ziqing and rush back to east side to meet amos n halley is already 9+ which is our reservation at settlers le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wishing to hear from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;cos they haven been contacting me or even replying me lately.. i wanted to know if its cos i irritated he or hurt him. glad to know that its neither!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;juz mia from our circle or their circle to be exact. so it isnt me being irritating that this happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;finally after 2 yrs.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he is still him&lt;/span&gt;, still as bollywood and boyish, when he is with me and when he is with his family. he is still him wanting to get me the best things he can afford. he is still him treating me like a little girl. even though now that he has a high flying job, he is still him, the silly donkey i've always known, instead of the  stern donkeys in his kinda job. LOL. i'm so happy to hear how he has been doing these years, how he had been on off dating at least 4 gals in uni, had his first job 90hrs a week paying him 18k a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;is good to me not cos of any other reasons ba. cos he is still him, me is still me. i is concerned cos after all he was a person i felt for long time ago. i juz want to know a happily ever after for him too. after all, though he often bluff me silly things cos he finds my gullible expression entertaining sometimes, but i noe he has been treating me sincerely all these years. come to tink about it, i've known him for 9 years... wow. most of the time apart though, guess we're juz not fated haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had quality time with my cookie this weekend ^^ he brought me around and treated me good foods. and though he didnt get to play warcraft much yesterday, he wasnt grouchy today and he brought me to east coast to blade x) after that we went to a cosy little restaurant Miss U Cafe for dinner. its pretty dumb. the last time we had our desserts only and a drink each, we spent 20+, this time we had main course and drink, and shared a dessert, we spent 50+. ok la. the main course is not that bad. but be careful when choosing the dishes. some are juz not worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i wished for loads of stuff, but getting these are enough le. especially when all of it seems nearly impossible to happen, but i was surprised by it happening. no point getting all wishes granted. then will hav nothing in life to look forward to, to work hard for. like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;said, when he was earning 18k a month, he got nearly all he wanted. to the point when money is juz growing like a figure in his bank but he has no more anticipation. but the work was too taxing and no life, and since he hasnt much to anticipate anymore, he settles himself with a 3k a mth job working 9 -5, but still quite stressful. after all, handling other ppl's money is stressful lor.&lt;br /&gt;its impressive that a 24 yr old gets &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;his &lt;/span&gt;own rolex cos he earned it, not cos of his family's wealth lor. i want to be that cool too LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i was asking amos if he minded me going out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why should i mind? you'r juz gg out with your fren ma. and bsides, the one who has the right to be upset should not be me since i m not as impressive as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, but u have been with me for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my cookie's big heart.. the statement might sound proud, but if you are one who knows my boy well enough, you would know he meant it sincerely without any attacking meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is work again, i muz succeed this wk =_=!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-7299714671794077134?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/7299714671794077134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=7299714671794077134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7299714671794077134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7299714671794077134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-story-short-say.html' title='Long Story Short Say'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8065770040150080444</id><published>2007-04-09T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:38:33.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm a series of random posts. watch out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8065770040150080444?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8065770040150080444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8065770040150080444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8065770040150080444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8065770040150080444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/eh.html' title='eh?'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6925956397473443039</id><published>2007-04-09T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:58:15.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>1/4 Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>1/4 Birthday Celebration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. cos Yi Ting was in Malaysia, and kenny couldnt smoke pass the ticket person at GV to let him refund his ticket, my cake is not there, and more reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. was intending to only celebrate on actual day since yiting is away, mag n jas juz return shld be pretty tired. but after work while having dinner with space217 guys, the gals called and ask if i wanna go out celebrate since mag might not be able to make it nex fri since she's starting a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pooF! went to dempsey to visit Marcus at his new workplace: Love Affair. a wine wine chill chill place. was there with amos, jasmin, mag, wilson and jeremy (amos's &lt;s&gt;ex-gay and current-gay&lt;/s&gt; buddy in camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met hazel whom i missed for a long long time, since we both left villa bali for greener pastures LOL. she was with poh chuan &amp; yvonne, lerrick and some of their frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in my "trust me, i'm a girl" teeshirt, got this moron at the bar read my teeshirt out loud as i walk pass him =_=? and damn marcus announce that he seldom see girls drinking black russian, usually white russian which is not so strong, which explains why i need that teeshirt disclaimer&lt;br /&gt;-_- . . . and the best thing is, that day the first thing i walk into office, my boss didnt ask why i late, he read out my teeshirt and laugh o.O!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was 2 one metre long arowanas in a pond nearby with damn nice landscaping like fake mountain and stream flowing into the pond. poor arowanas, must had been damn irritated. cos hundreds of idiots like amos had been trying to throw coin and make sure the coin stay on top of its head so that their wish comes true -__-" most don't succeed though. if u ever not enough money pay bill around block 13 dempsey road, please feel free to get some coins from the pond, provided you have insurance coverage. i heard arowanas eat monkeys in amazon. those arowanas are probably 1.5metres and more? perhaps this 1metre arowana might juz chew off a few fingers ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was smoking magdalene HAHA =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she kept wanting to go pee within the span of 1 long island tea in a zombie glass. once, i told her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you drink until below the lemon slice, i acc u go lor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she start drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh, under the lemon slice leh, don't smoke me la u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she drink some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she got suspicious, turned over and saw me laughing heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the water level won't be below the lemon unless she finish it what.. heehee.. evil.. learn from wei xiang when he bully me at zouk some time ago LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag's &lt;a href="http://mymilkandhoney.blogspot.com/2007/04/dog-farm.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; with photos are on the second half of the entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6925956397473443039?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6925956397473443039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6925956397473443039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6925956397473443039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6925956397473443039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/14-birthday-celebration.html' title='1/4 Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6117637585153175651</id><published>2007-04-09T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T03:26:53.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Contradiction'/><title type='text'>My Big Boy</title><content type='html'>My Big Boy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. was asking me, why i don't slp early now that i m working day job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say cos i don't dare to slp, dunno what mess i have to face the nex day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he laugh at me nb.. he say that's how he feel when he was in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. his version is damn cute la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll save in draft and sought his permission before publishing.. its SO NOT the HIM that any of his friends, even his closest wei li, would have known of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while hearing him telling me his painful (really quite pain considering the canes LOL) past, with a boyish smile on his face, i feel so touch so blessed to have been bestow this big boy in my life.. and i m most fortunate to have this fleeting saggitaurus who hates to be binded by rules or by anyone, to want to be commited to me, to want to have a vision of our future, to want to make decisions with me included in his considerations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these yrs, i thought i have been the only silly girl as any other girls in relationship would, think long and far and vision our future.. recently, he starts to vocalise a little on the things he vision us in our future.. some of his little ideas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, we went to Miss You cafe at simpang bedok (the desserts sux big time.) to have supper of tiramisu and apple crumble and root beer and rambutan lagoon. all cmi. but that's not the point. that cafe is recommended by TODAY newspaper. now we know we shld have some reservations when reading recommendations around. thats not the point either. the point is, when he saw the wine list, he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baobei, what wine can keep for many years and will taste better and better as it grows old?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we should get one bottle before i leave, then when i return 6years later, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we can open it and drink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) and juz now on the ride home, he was asking his dad, if his uncle would still be a tailor 9yrs from now. he finds that it would be damn cool if his uncle could do his wedding suit for him hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hundred and one things keep popping outta my head every now and then, telling me what ifs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so afraid of him leaving me, of our relationship cracking up, that ever since i got together with him, i &lt;em&gt;NEVER &lt;/em&gt;once played fortune telling that is related to relationship again. i was so afraid that the result would turn out bad and crack us up. but now i m so afraid what if i m not the one for him? and what if i would not bring fortune to him but rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess sometimes, either the media or somewhere along our education system, we muz have been brainwashed to believe that there is no fairy tale &lt;em&gt;happily ever after&lt;/em&gt; thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been going so well for us these yrs that i m so afraid that its the peace before the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wells, i've been through these feelings haven i? yrs back when things seems to be going too well, i was so afraid that i will be hurt and disappointed if i lose him one day, and things seems too good to be true. but i stayed on in our relationship cos of my trust in him, in us, that we would be able to hold everything together, together. a girl didnt. she felt that things were going too happily ever after, she gave up her relationship. good thing she went into a long relationship soon after, for a couple of yrs, but seems recently her photos are absent from his friendster.. hope she has met her happily ever after and decides to believe it le ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i muz remind myself.. if one day things start moving towards unhappiness, i must not must not hold on to him.. i must let him go towards where he should.. i know its tough, i know i most likely would not.. but i know i have to. cos if we're meant to be, he would be by my side even if we reunite 50 yrs from now, as like the mtv of SHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i was telling him, for goodness sake, please don't educate our child to be as naive as him in future.. his childhood is damn hilarious at times.. he's naive beyond imagination.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another another note, after hearing his first sentence, that he would only feel that way when he was in primary school, i got a reality-quake in my mind. i had been feeling that way through primary, secondary and tertiary when i never do my homework or skip school without MC or late for school when i cant afford to anymore.. goodness. i'm 20. i don't wanna feel that way anymore man! cannot cannot cannot. GROW UP ALREADY~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6117637585153175651?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6117637585153175651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6117637585153175651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6117637585153175651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6117637585153175651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-big-boy.html' title='My Big Boy'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5381363428598855225</id><published>2007-04-09T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T04:23:29.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wishlist</title><content type='html'>Birthday Wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish list for 20 birthday is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;to wake up earlier and doll pretty pretty before going work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to excell in work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to work hard for our future with my big cat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to brainwash my big cat that it is not selfish of me to have an ambition to be a stay-at-home-mum, but its tmd important to witness every growing milestone of our kitten! and to grow up with mama by the side is the most blessed thing any kid can have!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to go on holiday with my entire family + my big cat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to go out at least twice a month with my mama.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bring box of fruits or veg to munch at work, to prevent dehydration n hunger when i forget or lazy to eat n drink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;some peoples ask me what i want so they no need go wild goose chase n search. there u go! the below are things i wanna achieve, but i don't mind if its a gift either! =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;a choco banana cake from &lt;a href="http://www.secretrecipe.com.sg/ProductDetail.asp?product_id=10"&gt;secret recipe&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.nydc.com.sg/JamaicaB.htm"&gt;NYDC&lt;/a&gt; or a tiramisu from &lt;a href="http://www.tiramisutra.com"&gt;www.tiramisutra.com&lt;/a&gt; , anyday, no need just bday i would love to have one =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;to have Yanzi's latest album Ni Guang&lt;/s&gt; (yiyin bought for me as bday prezzie le!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to have a bed side table that can fit into that 70cm(height) by 25cm(depth) space underneath my window which is 4 window panes long. either &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=43"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=48"&gt;that &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=2943"&gt;those&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wireless keyboard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oversize shades (the timing that i go work is when the sun is at its most ferocious mood)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;revive my desktop pc by reinstalling windows n the neccessory softwares like office. i is comp idiot T_T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a comfy seat to lounge in my room infronta the desktop with wireless keyboard or laptop. either &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=1565"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=1968"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=3158"&gt;this one &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=1923"&gt;that one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get confirmed at my job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;once i get confirmation for my job, i shall get this &lt;a href="http://ikea.com.sg/products/product_display.asp?id=3144"&gt;chair&lt;/a&gt; into the studio!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5381363428598855225?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5381363428598855225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5381363428598855225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5381363428598855225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5381363428598855225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/birthday-wishlist.html' title='Birthday Wishlist'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2218925856751008417</id><published>2007-04-02T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:49:15.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scew ups aside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Scew ups aside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... on the bright side, i had a nice weekend ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday my big cookie come fetch me from work and we went to the dessert shop opposite Sim Lim. the mango milk ice is very nice. we shared a huge serving of kiwi + strawberry + mango milk ice on friday though. wa a bit sian half. nb the ice is not milk ice leh? if i'm not mistaken, the ice itself is supposed to be milk frozed ice wad, not the ice kachang condense milk kind leh. basically, its not as nice as the first time amos brought me there to try the mango one. then i ordered a mango crumble, which was sold out, den the waiter ask me try mango short cake or short bread ar, say its almost the same, like real. knn, the texture is like wtf, den the taste is kns, n the size is cmi. i decided to abandon the stuff and go over meet yiting n song. -.- song lim drove lorry, me ting n amos sit behind.. shuanG! but got something flew into my mouth n i spat out is like half centimetre diameter ball of mysterious object =.=?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survived the trip and the 3 of us shared a spring chicken at simpang bedok. the spring chicken is nice! betta n more worth it than kfc. after which we cross the road and saw joseph and alaric with another fren at the prata shop nex to petrol station. didnt recognized them sia, quite dark, n besides, from my angle, joseph is blocked by alaric =x then we went to play swing at the playground near tanah merah mrt till like 12am+ when we decided that me n ting shld go my hse n watch dvd since there's no news from song yet, to meet ting n go holland v chill with their frens. but juz before we reach my hse, song contacted her =.= so ting borrowed the toilet n went off again o.0 not bad got someone send me home ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday after work went to katong meet my big cat + kaijun n jieying. was gg to this restaurant call Ashton opposite katong mall, but the queue is like ................. long. so we went to katong village and had dinner at Samy's southern indian food. cool, we were all surpried by the very good service! probly is cos our perception are fixed by those prata stalls ba, since there are fewer indian restaurants than those western n chinese restaurant around. the mango lasee is nice! very thirst quenching drink. yoghurt plus mango. ordered loads, but didnt manage to eat that much, firstly is cos its spicy so i couldnt take much except the papadam(cracker), then is the rice is BIG serving, and its free flow, so the guys cmi either lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we went over to Settlers to play board games. chose the free flow package as we already had a very full dinner n dun need more food lor. was telling amos n jieying, i dun really feel like going, cos i was very very tired, and it sounds like i have to play bored games.. so boring.. but glad that i went, its fun! play quite some board games hahaha. after that went to jieying's hse and played mahjong. i was the big winner! $12.80 haha. amos won 80cents, kaijun lost 1.80 n the rest is jieying's haha. was prepared to lose money actually, but was really in luck yesterday, all the rounds come with already nice tiles, even if it didnt come nicely, it'll turn out nicely as the games proceed haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to amos hse after that, and slept till 1+, then searched for dramas to watch on youtube. wow! found quite some users with quite some full set dramas! enough to entertain me through april hahaha. after that napped again.. cos the air con was off, n the weather is damn hot, even though the window opened oso no help.. the room damn stuffy.. felt faint when i woke up.. made amos panic again.. then we went to east coast that market and had dinner. we expected queue at the satay bee hoon, but not to this extent.. felt so bad to let my big cookie queue for half an hour to get me a satay beehoon.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very simple weekend.. but happy le.. cos my big cookie was by my side, and he is happy too x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2218925856751008417?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2218925856751008417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2218925856751008417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2218925856751008417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2218925856751008417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/04/scew-ups-aside.html' title='Scew ups aside...'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3636335756078513562</id><published>2007-03-29T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T03:56:49.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Grow Old With Me - Travis Barre</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grow Old With Me - Travis Barre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here on this day as we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Face to face and hand in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I give my heart to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Because I know after all's been said and done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That you're the one I will love my whole life through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though our path may be unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We're so unsure of what we'll go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I swear you'll never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There's just one thing that i will ask of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is grow old with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For the world is ours to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somethings last for ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As me hold your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be the world's luckiest man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll show you the best is yet to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If you grow old with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was granted just one wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I could not ask for more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have right now with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And when your hair begins to grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You know I will be loving you even more than I do today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though our path may be unknown&lt;br /&gt;We're so unsure of what we'll go through&lt;br /&gt;I swear you'll never walk alone&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing that I will ask of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is grow old with me&lt;br /&gt;For the world is ours to see&lt;br /&gt;Somethings last for ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on this day&lt;br /&gt;As me hold your hands&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the world's luckiest man&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you the best is yet to be&lt;br /&gt;If you grow old with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I dunno what's in store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I could not ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Than what I have with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I swear that as the years go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I may not give you the stars with all tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the day I die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You'll be the last thing on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Will you grow old with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For the world is ours to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somethings last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As me hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm the world's luckiest man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll show you the best is yet to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If you grow old with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you grow old with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really like this song, chanced upon it from one of George's wedding photo slideshows.&lt;br /&gt;would be nice to propose with this song or as a march-in song, wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;not sure bout the title, neither the artist.. cos i tried to google it, but its another song by John Lennon with the same title. and one like of this song i just couldnt hear it clearly the pronounciations.. that's the best i can make of it to sound comprehensive ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I may not give you the stars with &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;all tonight&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me if you know more about this song ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3636335756078513562?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3636335756078513562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3636335756078513562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3636335756078513562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3636335756078513562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/grow-old-with-me-travis-barre.html' title='Grow Old With Me - Travis Barre'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4775570650547443683</id><published>2007-03-28T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:03:58.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><title type='text'>recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is sick again. sunday woke up with menses and a bad cramp that left me curled in a ball from sunday till monday, and a fever from sunday nite till now. not good. seldom menses time will pain until lidat.. usually quite yaya wan. so scared my bosses will think its crap reason, cos i work with all guys =x luckily all very understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my big cookie passed his basic theory and advance theory both 1 try! both no study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a wonder how he failed riding theory test 3 times then. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm so happy and so proud of my boy.. and the first person he called when he came out was me.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i had been pretty tired and emotional and insecure cos his date of flying away to study is drawing near.. had been making a lot of noise and trouble for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i cant slp, i sms him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear, all these years did you ever see me participating in ur future?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear, i even thought of wad to say in our wedding thanksgiving speech and what to cook for you le.. n children name with your surname..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya dream b4. i nv tot abt the names la but i dreamt of us going honeymoon, dreamt of us growing old together, and funny incidents which i remember dreaming but dun remember wad happen le.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear if u'r my wife i would be contented, but i really hope u noe how to watch your health take care of yourself stop missing meals slp peacefully and enjoy ur life happily. i love u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, have been seeing so many people getting married.. so many people break up..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do wonder, how sure are these people when they got married, that some even had bank loans to repay after the wedding.. but just break up not long after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen a few couples in the forum getting married bcos they want to get a HOUSE or cos its TIME to get married.. but in actual fact, are they ready to settle down together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetrack a bit, wedding industry is sucha happy and unique industry, every couple has their story, how can the participant be desensitized and actually give a dumb face at weddings becos they participated too many weddings?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hearing bout this hotel manager who was giving a cock face when holdin the door for the couple to march into the ballroom. he happened to be snapped into the frames in one of the photos. spoiler lor! such ppl should not be in hospitality lor! not curious not interested not concern no looking out for small details that he should be servicing that why he can be desensitize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really nice to be in the wedding industry.. i won't ever get bored. NEVER. especially the photography and videography side. i agree with a photographer, he said in his site that its an honour for him to be able to snap photos of the couples' past from their rooms their ornaments on their tables; and to snap moments of their wedding which is current; making photos for their future. its nice to look through so many different walks of life and share their joy isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;btw, in case u thought why i never quote the guy's name, its cos its not the exact words he said, but oso my feeling, that y i dun wan to smear his name in case i say something not welcomed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my boy, we were saying, since he has 4mths holiday a yr, that means on average every 5 mths he would be back for 2 mths. den in between, probably like in between the 5 mths that he is there, i would go visit him. but i hate aeroplane leh. how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i miss him until buay tahan i'll heck the plane la. probably a pill or two of sleeping pills might help? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4775570650547443683?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4775570650547443683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4775570650547443683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4775570650547443683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4775570650547443683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/recently.html' title='recently'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-1199542475392653963</id><published>2007-03-27T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:16:35.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Logic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Done my Best? What Can I Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Done my Best? What Can I Do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Can I Do&lt;/span&gt; - is the crappiest piece of rubbish to ever come across a person's mind. totally cripples you, and demoralise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Done my best&lt;/span&gt; - is when you've done all you can in the given time frame, depleted all the resources given to you, be it help from people or physical property, and the clock strucks and announce "the end of examination, pens down" ; that is when you've done your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your life we're talking about here. the given time frame is 1 LIFETIME. you might not have done your N lvl well, you might not have done your MDIS well, so what? that's all in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, those rich asses that we see slacking out there these days, many of them haven much papers. We both know Peter Ng for one. was it bill gates or the creative guy who study halfway go start business and quit school? what ever, anyways, someone quit sch and still got fuking rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, you're still alive, that means you have not depleted your resources, neither your given time frame to complete the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources also includes chances. Chances don't come telling you: eh i'm here, take me. neither does it mean chances come then definitely is yours. we studied business, though GPA sux, but we noe what it means by you need to have adequate Strength to Tap on Opportunities when it comes striking. how ready are you to deserve certain opportunities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've mentioned financial problem. we both know how weak we are handling our money. especially when you like to juz heck and go ahead at times, eat first then say kinda thing. and the killer for us both, TAXI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i hate most about you? when we hit an issue, you would run away and don't want to talk about it. cos u assume that we are both too agitated to bother to listen and solve problem. look, its a thing about compromising and also convincing lor. if your opinion is that right, and mine is that wrong, convince me. if we both have a point, compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its insulting to have a good fren running away at times lidat cos it either mean that my dear fren assumes i'm a childish selfish moron who would not compromise or she herself is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear, we are both turning 20. we hafta face LIFE le. no more running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if things are not right, fix it. BEFORE the day you breath your last breathe, you've not tried your best to fight for your own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, i must remind you that, sometimes, its not just about obstinately running in one direction and ending yourself in the tip of the horn with no way to go. you have to think of ways and find the next best thing to do, and get yourself out of the fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how much of this post you've understood or misunderstood what i m trying to tell you. i can only say i've tried to help, but probably not my best just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop saying hurting things like you're alone. that only tells me what ever little things i do will not be appreciated. cos you've void my previous little efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss just told me that he is a little bit unhappy with the rate of my progress at picking up the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried hard, you and her know what. but i noe well enough, i've not done my best.&lt;br /&gt;cos i've not tried ALL THAT I CAN. i still have another month to the end of the learning period, i know i still can do more to improve the situation. i won't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can't even push myself to be good enough to tap on this opportunity, i have no right to ask for more in life. this is such a basic thing. if i give up easily on this, i do not have any right to ask for more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to regret again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my PSLE results, i saw my o level results, i saw my musical achievement, i saw my poly results transcript, its not pretty. i was given all the time, resources and help that i need, in fact i was so favoured by Heaven tat i was blessed with wonderful people at most times, a nice pay and nice environment for my internship while others struggle with suckers. at that time, i noe something has to be done, i tried, but i noe i never tried the hardest, that's why i only got improvement but not colourful results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time i m not going to allow myself for a choice other than the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;choice of trying my hardest&lt;/span&gt;, i am really happy now, to be pushing myself forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be happy too. please don't give up.. if you've done all you can at wherever u did, then you have to start trying other things, if not you have not fuly utilised the resources that is fated to be given to you in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets work hard together! this post is not just a reply to yours, but a reminder for me, for my determination, as of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven tried my hardest the previous month, now i want to. this is a job i want, this is where i wan to go, i shall fully utilise all the time and resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought long and hard to write this to reply you, this is the 4th draft. so please do me some justice by not reading it with perception thank u. please jiu shi lun shi bit bit and read again if u are agitated now thankx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1199542475392653963?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1199542475392653963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1199542475392653963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1199542475392653963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1199542475392653963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/done-my-best-what-can-i-do.html' title='Done my Best? What Can I Do?'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6878933912850894287</id><published>2007-03-27T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:46:42.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I.O.U.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I.O.U. - Belated Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我要快乐&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;又被爱伤了一遍&lt;br /&gt;无所谓当作成长&lt;br /&gt;刚刚走开的人&lt;br /&gt;烟还点着味道却淡了&lt;br /&gt;我并不是天生爱寂寞&lt;br /&gt;却比任何人都多&lt;br /&gt;就算把世界给我&lt;br /&gt;我还是一无所有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;我要快乐我要能睡的安稳&lt;br /&gt;有些人不抱了才温暖&lt;br /&gt;离开了才不恨我早应该割舍&lt;br /&gt;我要快乐哪怕笑的再大声&lt;br /&gt;心不是热的全都是假的&lt;br /&gt;只有眼泪是真的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;把从前想了一遍&lt;br /&gt;谢谢了伤我的人&lt;br /&gt;想做乐观的人&lt;br /&gt;每种雨声听了都不冷&lt;br /&gt;我并不是天生爱寂寞&lt;br /&gt;却比任何人都多&lt;br /&gt;就算把世界给我&lt;br /&gt;我还是一无所有&lt;br /&gt;我要快乐我要能睡的安稳&lt;br /&gt;有些人不抱了才温暖&lt;br /&gt;离开了才不恨我早应该割舍&lt;br /&gt;我要快乐哪怕笑的再大声&lt;br /&gt;心不是热的全都是假的&lt;br /&gt;我的决定是对的 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time that we are glad you are out of this "if tomorrow never comes" relationship, i won't say you're 100% right in all the things and decisions you made in this short relationship.. of cos there are things that happened that you ought to reflect and not repeat in your next relationship.. but for now, its nice to put a complete fullstop to it. let's be gracious and thank him for being responsible enough to tell you "why" and help mark the fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. this wasnt wad i wanted to post for u that time la. but anyways. improvised with situation. that time wanted to tell u to consider the big questions properly, he might still be the one u wan to stay with, then probably you both gotta compromise a little more.. but since now lidat le, *hugx*, you still have the list of people you thanked. if its meant to be, when you both change mentality in future and meet again, you might still fall back into each others' arm? or u might jeer at him with your baby LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6878933912850894287?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6878933912850894287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6878933912850894287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6878933912850894287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6878933912850894287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/iou.html' title='I.O.U.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4456309859057236626</id><published>2007-03-11T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T03:29:15.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Some kinda lifeless rubbish that sounds logical.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some kinda lifeless rubbish that sounds logical.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Magician&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/magician.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see.Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world.You posses the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you.You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into. Soon, you will better understand how to use your intellect and intuition. Believe it or now, you will discover how you can manipulate yourself and others for good.You are at the beginning of a path of spiritual enlightenment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Auditory Learner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/auditory.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to remember what you hear, and you have a knack for speaking well.You excel at debating, foreign languages, and music.You would be an excellent diplomat - or rock star!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Learning Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/white.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are pure, moral, and adaptable.You tend to blend into your surroundings.Shy on the outside, you're outspoken to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You believe that you live a virtuous life...And you tend to judge others with a harsh eye.As a result, people tend to crave your approval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff8c2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffce3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may have been hurt before, you tend to bring very little scars into new relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a quirky, unique person to be your lover. You're easy going about who you're with, as long as they love you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, You Know What a Blog Is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cbf3ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouknowaboutbloggingquiz/blogging.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got 4/8 correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, truthfully, most blogs probably bore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouknowaboutbloggingquiz/"&gt;How Much Do You Know About Blogging?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Okay With Money&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyougoodwithmoneyquiz/money-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're about average with money, which means you probably don't have a lot of it.Your instincts tell you to stay out of debt and spend wisely...But you don't always listen to your instincts!With a little more effort, you could have a nice little nest egg. You just have to control your spending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Are'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyougoodwithmoneyquiz/"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Good With Money?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 57% Open&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/open-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly open person, but you also like to maintain your privacy.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely will tell all (okay, almost all) to your closest friends...&lt;br /&gt;But strangers and acquaintances only get a peek into your life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some other quizzes that i wanna do, but this is so damn nv ending n getting on my nerves.. =_= cos whenever i open a new quiz, there would be more tempting recommendations by the left side bar which makes me do another and another quiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howstressedareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howstressedareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouspoiledquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagrinchquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagrinchquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howbrutallyhonestareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howbrutallyhonestareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouknowaboutbloggingquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howmuchdoyouknowaboutbloggingquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyougoodwithmoneyquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyougoodwithmoneyquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt remember wrongly, there's a draft somewhere a yr or so back in my blog with a whole list of quizzes to attempt from blogthings.com oso lolx. not done yet? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y i suddenly got into blogthings.com is the same reason how i first went in. cos i see wad my blog fren Leaf did on her blog, and this time i see on her frenster. remember last yr we got this dispute over online shopping, n since then no contact, even deleted my frenster. but recently she came to view my profile, so i saw the tarot card thing on her profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;bed time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4456309859057236626?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4456309859057236626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4456309859057236626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4456309859057236626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4456309859057236626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-kinda-lifeless-rubbish-that-sounds.html' title='Some kinda lifeless rubbish that sounds logical.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6499396282831044809</id><published>2007-03-10T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:23:47.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Commendable Effort at Usage of Mandarin Pt1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Commendable Effort at Usage of Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RfK-Y9MiZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/hiMyXpFEOpk/s1600-h/handchickenstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RfK-Y9MiZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/hiMyXpFEOpk/s320/handchickenstand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040300268934292914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, i already tried to rotate but dunno y come out still lidat. but aga aga u noe la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, pls dun shoot me why when i mix with so pro so good photographers why my photo skill so suk. cos i was tryin to shoot as i walk so tat it is not so obvious until the shopkeeper wud come out n beat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic is taken in Little India. any guess wadz this signage for? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got part 2, but cant upload, will go take again n upload, juz nex to my office only ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiting's one then best, got pork bryani or something in little india. check out her &lt;a href="http://tinges-of-ting.blogdrive.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if link dun work, go my links and find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run. amos reachin lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6499396282831044809?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6499396282831044809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6499396282831044809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6499396282831044809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6499396282831044809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/commendable-effort-at-usage-of-mandarin.html' title='A Commendable Effort at Usage of Mandarin Pt1'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RfK-Y9MiZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/hiMyXpFEOpk/s72-c/handchickenstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-6535580967949685165</id><published>2007-03-10T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:14:47.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou resolut* to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;wake up 1 hour earlier to doll up. cos my coussie stephy says: the thing that all office ladies should be looking forward to everyday is: dolling up. although her jobs more sianz cos programming things and my is more fun somemore with so many funny guys with me, but since i is office-bound and not like last time doing F&amp;B, i should indeed start dolling up properly. ahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;save $200 a month after paying personal utilities and hsehold commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a neat neat chio chio room. cos i see so many wedding videos and photos, all the brides rooms very nice leh! other than one or two la... so i wanna be the nice nice room de! it contributes to nice pics! [although its something 10 yrs down the road, n my bro has half a thought of shifting to changi village -_-]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not overwork. heehee i tend to forget to eat or rest when i start working. once i start working i can work late late long long not a prob, but to wake is a killer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find time to club and mahjong with girlfrens and brothers at least once a month each. i miss ting =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doll up my office table and add more of my ImPiE touch to the entire studio heh heh heh. *evil grinz; wink wink cindy*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;i tink that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i purpurly spell resolute as resolut cos i is thinking of absolut blue + kahlua = black russian&lt;br /&gt;=X kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people.. thx thx for the encouragements along the way lately.. by means of sms, call, blog and all. n thx thx maggie and justine for the comment ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pRease pRease, got time sms me k. although i mite be too caught up at work to reply or something.. but i will try =) n hor, got drop by the area like say Plaza Sing or Little India or Bugis, gimme a call see can makan tgther onot la.. although i mite not be able to make it =/&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6535580967949685165?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6535580967949685165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6535580967949685165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6535580967949685165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6535580967949685165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5957862887147069482</id><published>2007-03-10T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:03:46.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><title type='text'>I miss my Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss my Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my blog. nb. it feels good to NB on my blog again after so long wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, lawrence had been in reservist the past two weeks, and has juz returned today (reluctantly, supposed to acc cynthia but i drag him to a client meeting heehee..)&lt;br /&gt;so basically, there's no one here that i can nb or knn or cb with. not even wad the fuck ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant be using such vocabs with george sam and rueyloon when apparently, the most i've heard from sam is: ji dan. and george only knn once. -_- i is bad LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant be using such vocabs when i m meeting clients nearly everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i do drop some everyday when amos irritates me (or not. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait. the reason why i miss blogging is not cos i no place to kpkb. is cos the interesting thing in life is often not the result not the accomplishment, but the journey there.. and so these weeks on my new embarked journey, I REALLY GOT A LOT OF THING TO SAY ABOUT THE JOURNEY!!! but i got no time to blog. -_-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries though, its just being so fuked busy for about another fortnight, then when things are all streamlined properly, more stuffs uniformed among the 3 brands, then i can relac liao. relac not as in slack k. relac as in, not so rushing and gushing lor, cos more organized le ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hor, by no no NO NOOO way, EvER.. i would be as free as rueyloon and lawrence, so no worries ahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. btw, i got time to blog in studio at this time of the day and the week cos i was working till like 8pm, den now waiting for my boy and his camp fren to come fetch me go jln kayu eat chicken wing, so i sit here and blog a bit heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is freaking busy day in day out, cannot go mahjong when ah guan and ting call me, cannot go clubbing when so many ppl jio, but its okie. its juz for now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bsides, i is very very very happy now. cos i is busy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was in office for 10.5hrs the other day excluding lunch time, and i forgot to eat dinner heh heh heh. but when i left for home, i was tired but very happy leh. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, may i end this post with a resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;nnb.. i is determined and resolut to be able to finish my work within the 8hrs a day by APRIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5957862887147069482?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5957862887147069482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5957862887147069482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5957862887147069482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5957862887147069482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-miss-my-blog.html' title='I miss my Blog'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8383850125375958853</id><published>2007-02-25T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:59:50.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>The Law of Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Law of Nature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... says that u work when sun rise, and rest when sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. though i do not exactly rest when the sun sets, but its generally more naturally acceptable since i start work when the sun is up - as compared to days as a senior year marketer or at villa bali lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy, but very satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my last rant, that i was not catching up fast enough, the wolf felt that i expect too much of myself =_= probly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting through the various client meetings with the four of them these 2 days is cool lor. i felt more confident about the possibility of hosting the client meetings by myself in near future le haha. cos initially, it seems damn bloody scary la to be hosting client meetings by myself. and the first time sam ask me call a client, i was talking like a fuktard la. nways that lady is nice ^^ end up smsing like fren fren, she's coming on monday, look forward to seeing her and her childhood photos for the photomontage =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the first 3 meetings, i had been sitting there quietly, meditating so hard to get myself ninja n invibility skills to camouflage into the background or the parquet floor or something.. but just now during the wolf's client meeting, i did managed to summon some words with the couple =D i wanted to say more things.. but cos its the first time i sit through the wolf's presentation, so i not sure how he planned his sales talk.. don't wan mess up his mental notes.. so i still quite quiet, but got improvement is good! my words all adapted from rueyloon's sales speech in the morning ahahaha~! but he steady lor. short, simple, precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha i is busy. busy good busy good. satisfied. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe why i m hell slow.. i noe where the probs lie.&lt;br /&gt;firstly its a industry that i have never ever put any thoughts into, or have any contact from any angle at all la. my sibling's weddings are all unconventional, so i cant use them as a model to understand how &lt;em&gt;normal people&lt;/em&gt; works =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then is i too paranoid and no confident with myself doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hafta sit through with them in client meetings more, and understand the concerns from the service provider's angle and the client's angle, and the solutions; and more understanding of the products; and do up more research of this industry through the singaporebrides.com forum and also the various competitors and the related fields like banquet services from various hotels and venues, bridal services shops and misc stuffs like decorations, thank you gifts and customs kinda things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou shalt crack it part by part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOAL: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i aim to be able to host a client meeting by myself in 2 weeks time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*determined pout* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy happy x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to express more of my emotions,&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno how to say except these retarded vocabs:&lt;br /&gt;happy happy, busy good busy good, satisfied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i noe the things in these posts&lt;br /&gt;sounds mundane and so retard proof,&lt;br /&gt;but i sound so uber happy about the little things,&lt;br /&gt;like so gong cb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but cos its me, the usual gong cb,&lt;br /&gt;blurring everywhere;&lt;br /&gt;things that no need do so much, usually i did a lot more than others,&lt;br /&gt;and the things that other cleverer ppl do a lot, i did a lot lesser..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if its ting and elmo they sure can do much better things..&lt;br /&gt;while they do greater things,&lt;br /&gt;i is happy happy happy to be always here happy happy for them,&lt;br /&gt;and happy happy for the little things that i do in my tiny turtle steps x)&lt;br /&gt;its little things lidat tt makes me satisfied n happy le =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really very very very happy at this moment in time =D&lt;br /&gt;is that a better way to express it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of using the word happy;&lt;br /&gt;cos i use so many times liao in these posts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but like still not enough to illustrate my happy at this point in time leh&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8383850125375958853?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8383850125375958853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8383850125375958853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8383850125375958853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8383850125375958853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/02/law-of-nature.html' title='The Law of Nature'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2607160067773847012</id><published>2007-02-23T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:14:41.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><title type='text'>Work is frustrating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work is frustrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I cant seem to be acting like a mktg diploma graduate or even a diploma grad. Drafting 4 freaking contract and some email replies for 2 whole damn days n still hafta keep plying george outta wad he’s doing to check on me. Good god. N for wad kinda things? Grammar n vocab. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fuk I is so angry with myself.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the other hand, I love my colleagues. They are really nice ppl lorx. No place I’ve went, even in sch, no one had allowed me to crawl so slowly without barking at me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I is so frustrated with myself cos even though this is a totally new industry that I’m in, I m performing totally like Happy Feet e penguin. Converting to macintosh after a whole life of Microsoft is a killer; slows down work flow by 5 times. Fuk I’ll juz bring laptop tml.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fortune cookie that rueyloon brought the other day reminded me of the words steven n Johnson told me before I left villa:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; I is too afraid to make mistake that I end up crippling myself. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cool. I tink fortune cookies are destined to meet certain owners the day its produced. Lolx. Like my piece found me hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh wells. Tml is gonna be a more productive day.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Was thinking that I would be able to use net at studio then I would be able to update one month’s worth, but dammit, I’m not even productive enough to deserve giving myself a little break. Nabeh.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh wells. Loads to update, seriously loads. Especially some corrections for&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the last entry.. e last entry was embarrassing la. Made so much boo boo. This entry is done on laptop too. Gotta slp le, tml gotta meet client with ruey loon at 12pm.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Btw, bless me tt the guy is coming at 12 lol. Cos mr wolf forgot to ask his name, neither his contact number, nor wad time he’s coming. All he said was: lunch time. COOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let my early bird effort be worth it heeheehee.. worse come to worse, I finish more job earlier, then at nite can online a while before I leave for home lolx.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2607160067773847012?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2607160067773847012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2607160067773847012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2607160067773847012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2607160067773847012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/02/work-is-frustrating.html' title='Work is frustrating.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-5332218693666969976</id><published>2007-02-08T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:21:08.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Complaints Aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Contradiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>My First Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My First Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st march 2007, i is gonna embark on a new new journey wahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the 1st interview yesterday.. well sorta tongue-tied during the interview.. but during dinner is fine lor. haiz. was interviewed by my bosses: ruey loon, sam &amp; george; and ah law helping along heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd interview on thursday to discuss bout prospects heh heh $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that is going to attend a talk with them on nex monday to learn more bout the industry and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^ muz thx lawrence loads loads for helping me to promote and giving helpful hints n cues along the way hahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there was a competitor for the job.. i sorta also noe the gal, and i tot if she's really sure she want the job, i would rather she get it than i get, cos i tink she would contribute more to them than i could.. cos she is more familiar in this industry, and she is a certified cosmoprof grad make up artist, so she can sorta multi-task heh heh. cos she juz quitted her high paying job recently.. so they were thinking if she's interested.. actually the last time she was interested, but she turned it down cos of objections from her beau and parents cos of the size of the salary.. as compared to her actual profession is quite a gap la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is lucky, cos i is happy go lucky ahahaha~! cos i m not her age whereby there are commitments like hsehold utilities, her dog and stuff. and i still have the time to &lt;s&gt;waste&lt;/s&gt; try out here and there to find something that suits me. and i'm actually ready to commit my whole time on pushing up the sales and pushing out the brand; while she still wants to do her make up assignments, which the appointments might clash with the job at the studio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I is lucky to be happy go lucky without much commitment and in the next 6 years my boy would be away, and my bro says I can set a certain number of years to try out what I really want to do. So I can afford &lt;s&gt;screw ups&lt;/s&gt; and low pay and high commitment ahahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taDAa~! I tink ultimately, I wanna be a wedding planner or events’ planner kinda job, and I like the zero-based challenge of this job, since its kinda new and not so well organized place ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how.. so anticipating.. ahaha. Juz now before the confirmation during dinner time, I keep msging Lawrence the whole day: how how how?!&lt;br /&gt;Den now got answer liao, hired liao, I still how how how? Hahahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoz. I is already anticipating with many many ideas to decorate the place ahahaha~! Many many potted plants on the desks and the window sills of the studio and the client meeting area and the well-sun-light retro pantry wahaha~! And hor and hor, make many hand-made decorated cushions on the couch of the client meeting area and the couch in the studio wahaha~! And hor and hor, some nice handmade crystal lampshades~! And table cloth of the pantry table~! And more interesting pieces of the curtain that covers the mess of the working area from the clients while they walk to the client meeting area at the back~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ah law ask me where I wanna put my desk heh heh. Definitely not beside ah law aka wolf ahaha! I was tinking the cosy client meeting area would be nice hahaha! But george will be grouchy if I take up his bed =X then I was tinking nex to the studio’s window, overlooking little India =D then I was tinking about the pantry table~! Super like that part lor.. so retro.. so loads of sunlight, and there’s a circular staircase somewhere outside the window! ^-^ haha but tats all crappy day dream of me myself and i. how can I be sitting all over the place rite. [oh wells u never noe.. probly when I get my way around more familiar liao, I mite be based on the couch in the studio with a laptop leh? Heh heh heh~! ] somehow the work area looks like our biz sch labs =_= 2 rows of macintoshs along the walls, but the diff is that, the boy’s equipments, bites and drinks are clattered along the long tables, between the macintoshs x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super super like the place~! Ultra cosy de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll be like going to work with this different methods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 359 to pasir ris interchg --- pasir ris mrt to bugis mrt --- walk to selegie bypassing OG&lt;br /&gt;2. 3 to punggol temporary interchg --- punggol mrt to little India --- walk to selegie&lt;br /&gt;3. 89 to sengkang interchg --- sengkang mrt to little India --- walk to selegie&lt;br /&gt;4. 518 to bedok reservoir [jasmine hse there] --- 23 to sim lim --- walk to selegie&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm taking bus 3 sounds good. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Somehow that will be done, so no worries now ahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard the working hours is quite cute. 12 or 1 pm to 10pm. They still discussing 5 or 6 days week, 1 wk day and 1 wk end off, but if weekend got assignment or client meeting then will hafta chg it to wk day. Sounds fine lor, got enough allowance for me to get drunk at double o on Wednesday or Thursday leh~! Wahaha~! 3 months probation ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited excited. Already tot of activities to bond with them at the studio too~! The studio is more like a living room somehow LOL. Btw I noted a bottle of kahlua, a bottle of absolut blue and a bottle of brandy or whisky in the pantry HAHA! I intend to add into the collection with a mahjong table and mahjong set ahahaha~! And a steamboat pot~! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwww excited excited. Btw, in terms of full timers, I is the only girl. But no worries, 2 married for 1 yr guys, 1 going to get married in july guy, and another erm mysterious de ahhaha. I is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sgt Ho aka Gavin~! Heh heh.. me remember u still got black Russians haben treat me hor? Hohoho~ no worries we have plenty of Thursdays ahead as long as u are not dispatched to tekong to tame monkey again LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa freaking excited leh how. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday after Strategic Marketing and Integrated Marketing Communication presentations, I’ll rush down to meet amos and his mama’s fren’s son and daughter in law to go check out stuff bout amos studying in Melbourne. After that, my big cat will go take his basic theory test of car car, then I’ll go down to the studio to meet the guys. Will be wearing formal wear the whole day sia.. then I intend to play punk, instead of wearing shirt with my suit, I intend to wear spaghetti with my suit wor. See how lor, probably if I haven die of steaming yet by the time I meet the guys and have dinner with them, I might go down to help amos at the promotion stall at bugis junction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor cat hafta wake at 6am daily and go to work and after that go help his mama at her stall until 10pm wor.. although is for these 2 weeks only but I quite heartache him leh. At least like if alternate days still alright lor, but she wants him to be there every single day, I find it too demanding lor. Not understanding enough sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday actually wanted to go down and help, but cos george return to studio pretty late, so by the time we end the stuff at studio, amos side oso ending le, so no need go help.. then today wanted to put the whole day to help him there, but my sister drop her daughter with my mum cos she having basic theory test today [which she calls fraud when she came back LOL] and my mum is practically struggling with two screaming monsters, so I stay at home to quarantine 1 from the other =_= then tml will hafta wake damn early go sch prepare for presentation, then after that is stay back do presentation slides for thurday’s imc presentation, and to call SAM machine and starhub to find back my money from the wrong billing account to dump it back into my damn internet account to reconnect my internet -_- cos one day my bro was too tired, and he went to SAM machine to pay our net bill – to the wrong billing account; therefore, tml I cant go down to the stall to help either. On Friday, might be going to napfa test with yi ting, so I would be dead tired to bother bout smiling to faceless crowds and promoting to faceless crowds and being frenly with those that bother to come out from the faceless crowd and show their face to me and enquire bout my new yr cookies. So basically, this week cant help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. Suddenly tot of something, but it only applies to promoting things when I m god damn tired; and u would understand only if u chase after Bleach anime or manga heh heh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;the faceless crowd that I hafta talk to and promote to is the Hollow Grande; while those that comes over to enquire are Hollows. They all suck my tiny blotch of leftover spiritual strength away.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven seen ting this week. Freaking miss =/ momo and ah vin too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. This entry is done on the laptop’s msword on Tuesday and uploaded into blog on Wednesday haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Birthday Damien Kee x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-5332218693666969976?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/5332218693666969976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=5332218693666969976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5332218693666969976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/5332218693666969976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-first-job.html' title='My First Job'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8118982211247116302</id><published>2007-02-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:14:01.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Contradiction'/><title type='text'>Jitters</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jitters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jitters jitters.. now doing last report of my 3 years of poly education.. tml meeting my sec sch bunch of boys for steamboat ^-^ and monday going to interview for my full time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jitters that the damn report's draft got bad bad critiques this afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;jitters that the grocery list don't sounds good enough for 7 guys 1 girl..&lt;br /&gt;jitters that there is no regular format for the interview on monday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos its a pretty unusual job from what we've prepared ourselves in communication skills whereby u gotta prepare resume, cover letter, passport size photo kinda thing, and wear in certain dressing sense.. but i ask ah law, he say juz bring my brain n ability to talk cock along.&lt;br /&gt;the rest anyhow can. zhun bo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruey loon looks and sounds like a nice guy.. but hor, he looks very serious.. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;i've only saw his friendster haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. lets get this done and over with, sleep, wake up, go meet ming for grocery buying and a nice nice nite with my boys finally since loooooonnnnnggg looonnnnngggg time no meet them le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, damn blogger is down again with this dunno wad stupid error that tons of blogspot blogs cant be reached at their url. so i can only post.. i hope. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i is at amos house doing proj since i haven internet at home at the moment, and my boy is having nite guard tonite. sweets. the bed is MINE. wahaha~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8118982211247116302?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8118982211247116302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8118982211247116302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8118982211247116302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8118982211247116302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/02/jitters.html' title='Jitters'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2263429901326147786</id><published>2007-01-31T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:06:31.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>I Felt Hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I Felt Hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god opened my eyes to evil today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never been naive enough to not believe the cliche:&lt;br /&gt;笑里藏刀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people might be smiling at u, but doesnt mean they adore u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've always been naive enough to want to trust.&lt;br /&gt;doubting people hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos's mum taught me: 伸手不打笑脸人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both phrases have been put to test today.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i've grown this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot it soon enough the last time, just months back, when it happen when i was having internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like it. though its happening again, it feels not de javu, but a new smarting pain. so stunning that i was crying at the bus-stop talking to bird. but this is what i have to learn to handle in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be applied through my entire working lifespan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt hurt today. cos i really put in my heart to trust all that was shown and said. i put in my heart to love. people that i set my determination to want to cherish. pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i do like my survivor instinct on auto pilot mode: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;painful things are forgotten fast enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;even if it takes years, it does gets forgotten, soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2263429901326147786?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2263429901326147786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2263429901326147786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2263429901326147786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2263429901326147786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-felt-hurt.html' title='I Felt Hurt.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4990405771688910874</id><published>2007-01-29T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T04:01:57.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Naughty Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naughty Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos of my internet being down and won't be up until the next time i have time to go chase after the relevant people to get it up, i m staying over at my boy's tonight to get my monday submissions done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing my work on my laptop on a table specially set up for me by my boy bside his computer table. so we are like sitting side by side like nerds LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was busy playing warcraft and me doing my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was supposed to be in bed by 12am since he gotta wake at 6am, but end up he played till 2, and we sneaked downstairs to the vending machine in pajamas hahaha. creeped out, making sure that the door is not making noise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like secondary school kids. felt like our first date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not supposed to out with him at that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like 11pm+ after a movie with khryz n her then ass of a boyfriend, we decided to walk home from a bus stop after changi general hospital, cos the bus 17 was too rickety and i was paranoid that it might just fall apart soon. waited for the nex 17 at that bus stop for a while, but we got impatient and adventurous, and decided to walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked through factory areas near st anthony gals, through block 85 market, through the road along the police station bypassing fengshan pri to my house.. throughout the way was so afraid of getting caught on the way by my brother hahaha. especially when we were passing through 85 market lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is the same for our first date as a couple the next day, with khryz and that ass, at suntec city.. holding hands sneakily LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time my brother realise his existance is like 4months later? and really, as fate has it, we go until clementi lor knn west side leh. we stay east side lor. we were on the way walking to his grandma hse when my brother's car came out from the carpark after checking on one of the coffee shop outlets he was managing lolx. he turn out and called my mum questioning her why m i seen with a ah beng ahahahahha! my mum buay tahan lor. her silly ah gong mao son in law so harmless where got beng LOL. juz happened that he was holding a pool cue bag and he dyed his hair lolx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz funny that he is turning 23 in exactly 10 months time, and i m turning 20 in 3 months, and we actually SneakED out to the vending machine downstairs lolx. and he was so tickled by my constant paranoia of getting caught and my reminders to him to move out of possible regions that we might be found if his mum goes to her bedroom window LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy while we are at it   x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my little cookie will grow up very soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and have no time for sucha whimsical moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probly inspired by what i've read in the new book my boy has gotten me, Love Eternally by Deborah Wrights, hence these 2 posts lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. back to work. got an individual report and a presentation to rush. and straight to school for presentation laters, then slp till nite and rush another individual report, then hand in on tues, then slp till nite then rush another, den hand in on wed, then slp till nite den rush another group one then wake up the nex day n do more then sleep den hand up then meet the princes who made my last 2 years in bedok south a happy happy one, especially my favourite prince bubuzai LOL for badminton, prata, teh tarik and talking cock session.. very very long no catch up le.. like 2 years ba. love them hell loads. they take me as i m n never judged me, always forgiving and helping and receiving me into their bunch anyday  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anticipations =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. muz muz muz mention this before i publish lolx. &lt;br /&gt;was out at thomsom to take photos for entrepreneur presentation tml, and i was afraid of being alone and lost and lonely, my boy is at work, and its a definite no-no to ask any marketers - they would kill me then kill themself if they bother to go out with me on sucha day when the nex day is a heavy deadline LOL. and i called up gavin ho to acc me, no hesitate sia, he juz onZ and acc me there, despite me being bit bit late and lost in directions at thomson =.= though he only reached home aft MOS the nite before n home at 6am, and sent his sis to dance sch before he met me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so touched la. the last time i wanted to get amos xmas prezzie, he was bit sick still acc me out and this time he so garfield so sleepy still acc me T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad hav i done to deserve brothers like kenny and gavin (sim and ho lolx) T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. muz thx johnson for letting me go at 11pm that nite at work despite the disagreeing barnut and barnut for being a softee that nite n didnt insist against johnson(if the rumour was true), and yi ting for bringin me to dbl o that nite and randell for bringin me in with the waive off entrance and queueing and song for bringing randell to me, which ultimately brought me to the timely meeting that gavin noticed me and commented and his fren who was enthusiastic and came to ask me for my number even before he realise what happen ahahhaha! he often get sold lidat. i was tryin to sell him behind his back to stephanie the other day hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: i is a happy gal. loved. counted my blessings at this untimely timeliness x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4990405771688910874?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4990405771688910874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4990405771688910874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4990405771688910874'/><link rel='self' 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Activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always find this statement of David Smiedt true ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lazy afternoon today, stolen from his work and my projects.. he playing world of warcraft, me reading a book on the bed by the big big window.. breezy breezy sunny afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't need an activities filled day, don't need pretty pretty, don't need good food, don't need him paying a lot of attention to me.. just telling me his new monster, his new level, taking water and food for me a bit; me laughing at the dialogue he n his game-mate aka campmate was having, asking him bout the monster he is fighting, cutting fruit for him; simple simple  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there are days when he would really feel like being out there swimming, and days when i feel like being out day strolling; no matter whats the decision in the end, its on the basis of compromise and the significance of proximity over activity that end our day with a smile on both faces   x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably its cos i'm claustrophobic, i especially love his room, cos its bright enough with his entire wall of windows [the big big from ceiling to floor type if u get what i mean lolx]&lt;br /&gt;bright and breezy, great view of the hill opposite, the train track, the junction and the traffic, most of all, the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what could be more comforting than to have such a setting, with a comfy bed and my boy right beside me? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy while i have it... the next january will crawl upon me silently... soon enough... juz as the 15 years compulsory education creeps to an end suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-829069495118551715?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-4217532202731135599</id><published>2007-01-27T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T13:31:13.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>The Last Test of Poly Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Last Test of Poly Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the marketing 3rd year students had our last test paper in our 3 years of poly life yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;had two paper ytd actually, but the last one, global marketing, is damn surreal LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's 10 minutes reading time before the paper start, so about 90% of the students seated quite early, since we tot the test is 2pm instead of 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.20pm mr paul ng and mr gary lin gave out the papers, n reading time will be till 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone flip open first page, the whole hall laughing LOL. half the hall whispers WTF until it dun sound like a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the first half an hour, students are allowed to hand up the papers, and those late comers are not allowed in anymore. many people were more than glad to hand up LOL. usually the teacher would flip open and check for any questions missed out, and so they did, and shaked head, and laugh. LOL~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left the hall at 3.05pm, i was so god damn surprise to see people like yi ting, ivanna and serene already sitting outside the hall chatting la! LOL. that shows, the paper is really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is, everyone laughing about the paper LOL. usually when the paper dun goes well, people would lament and kpkb outside the hall, especially ting =x hahaha i heard she refuse to talk the whole day when she blanked a 20 marks question during strategic marketing paper; but she's with me laughing about the global marketing paper lor! [but she passed the strategic marketing paper anyways, cos many ppl oso blanked that question, so that paper was moderated HAHA. wadz with papers these days man LOL.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first word that we see when we open the test paper already all buang lor LOL. ethnocentric polycentric geocentric orientation LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the tips given in the revision lecture did not come out =_=&lt;br /&gt;调虎离山计&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. damn funny paper la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course, all those stuffs were in the notes, no less; probably its cos there's 2 tests that day, and there was also a report submission on the same day, that's why many not prepared ba. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its a sure fukin funny way to end a 3 year's course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinges-of-ting.blogdrive.com/comments?id=101"&gt;ting's version on this matter &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. the best part is, we just realised that my groupmate faith is not in our class for integrated marketing project 2, after we had submitted our report 2 weeks ago and finishing up the semester in 2 weeks LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos ytd, i called jane to ask if she's coming to imp tutorial, then she told me both claris and her is not coming. so i called faith, she said she's coming, but she got calculus tutorial at 9am - 11am 0.0 but the almighty computer system would not be so dumb to give her doubled timetable wad. our imp is at 10am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the last test of the day, we were sitting together, waiting for bubuzai aka sean to meet me go tea, then faith checked her timetable again, then realise that her class is actually tuesday, which means, she is not in our tutorial group for that subject! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos for imp, the project quite light, and many of the things could be adapted from global marketing's project, so we didnt meet much to discuss it, but juz do lor. then we never talked much about it de -.- den the tutorials only like 3 or 4 tutorials, of which the teacher on course for one, and yesterday is the last one, so we didnt really notice something amiss. and besides, she often overslept and miss lessons.. cos she stays boonlay, and she usually stays up late late to do things for project and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess Mr Philip Siow would be kind enough to allow it ba, after all she DID done the project liao lor lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that ruckus, me and bu went to bugis to have dinner, and met with amos; then me sent bu to work at my previous workplace: shunjuu sumiyaki restaurant somewhere near double O. the place used to look gloomy cos robertson quay was having some renovation works and development for this new entertainment area and condo. but now WoW. its so lively, so many new restaurants and chill out places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited my manager belinda and chatted with her, she felt that i should go try join SIA since i dun want to further my studies, cos it would be a great experience for me. then my reason for not joining: i dunno how to swim, and i dun wanna die with only a empty coffin. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boss of shunjuu, chen yen, opened a new restaurant at gallery hotel, Satsuma. shunjuu was known not only for its sumiyaki dishes, but also its range of sake and shochu. but now Satsuma is even betta, its specialisation is Sake and Shochu, but there is the kitchen too, with a new menu too ^^ heard from the TV show by Dasmond Koh that it has the widest range of sake and shochu in the area..  that area has like a jap restaurant every few steps u take lor. *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumi aka mimi-san was promoted from captain at shunjuu to manager at satsuma ^-^&lt;br /&gt;mimi-san ask me if i wanna go back and work with them,  i say as long as not with emily i might consider =x LOL. guess they really need staff now ba, that day when i message chen yen to congrats her for her new shop, she also asked me the same question. haiz we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back to bugis junction to meet amos, walked around, had the parklane wanton mee which is not as nice as the original branch at near prinsep there the building, and wandered to takashimaya cos amos wanna buy a James Patterson book which is not available at kino bugis.. i was grumbling all the way, cos i wanted to go bugis village, and not going to orchard in that kinda weather =.= [k contradicting.] but okie la, amos got me my Love Eternally by Deborah Wright which was not available in kino bugis the last time i went to find, and we had peach yoghurt smoothie for me and rosebud tea for him [o.o]at coffee club, while waiting for his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie la. loved yesterday loads ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4217532202731135599?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4217532202731135599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4217532202731135599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4217532202731135599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4217532202731135599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-test-of-poly-life.html' title='The Last Test of Poly Life'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-262756663256026254</id><published>2007-01-24T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:56:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shift Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shift Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. surrender. i is coming back to my beautiful bloggy, coming back to my online persona of NoNameApplicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got 4 frens complained that livejournal is too troublesome =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i oso irritated that livejournal cannt customise as much as i wan here. so now the usual can see light stuffs will be here, if there's any bitching &lt;s&gt;or racism&lt;/s&gt;, i'll do it there with some private settings from pryin eyes of strangers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-262756663256026254?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/262756663256026254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=262756663256026254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/262756663256026254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/262756663256026254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/shift-back.html' title='Shift Back'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-4295882877123850736</id><published>2007-01-10T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:07:44.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shifted~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Shifted~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;including this post, i have 303 posts inside NoNameApplicable.Blogspot.Com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will still remain here, but as of now my blog is shifted to &lt;a href="http://perra-side-me.livejournal.com/"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if i do get frustrated cos i cant work out how things work there, i might return to blogger heh heh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perra-side-me.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perra_Side_Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;by right the address is with underscores (_), but for some retarded computers like my school's IE, the address has to be hyphen (-) if not it'll not get u to the site =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-4295882877123850736?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/4295882877123850736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=4295882877123850736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4295882877123850736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/4295882877123850736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/shifted.html' title='Shifted~!'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-8126593947886733858</id><published>2007-01-10T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T14:19:31.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Surreal Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surreal Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i had mentioned in &lt;a href="http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick-again.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/nite-out-with-valentine-and-kenny.html%20"&gt;that post&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with a new fren on saturday aftnoon to go ktv at parkway parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm the experience quite surreal.. no one would expect that the girlfren and a nearly become 3rd-party gal bcome so good fren, talkin bout intimate things bout life and go ktv together after chatting in frenster and on phone o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lets not go into the details bout the matter here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft the ktv session which ended at 8pm with loads of tears, laughter and saliva, i was at parkway by myself thinking where-to for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i called kenny to check out wadz up for his sat nite.&lt;br /&gt;he was at marina square with valentine shopping for some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;[valentine is a guy, his birthday is on 14th feb ttz y his parents call him valentine..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hell broke la, so didnt wanted to go to town area, den kenny say money not a problem~ juz come down la. u eat i pay, juz dun choose too ex ya~ nb he bring me go billybombers still ask me dun choose too ex! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at a lost with the menu lol. in the end, we shared half a chicken n a rib. the serving damn big la. oh n 1 strawberry milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, kenny was initiating shisha at marakesh at clarke quay. but valentine being an extreme anti-smoking ambassodor disagreed hahaha. then we bombard him that he never even bother to go n take a look then so extremely disagree, how can. will never learn new things this way man~ heh heh heh.. valentine was more for a drink at brewerkz. i was okie for both ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked from marina square to clarke quay lor.. !@#$% my toe toe pain =/&lt;br /&gt;but kenny help me carry bag heh heh so still okie =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marakesh first, but the snobbish cb give us a sit right smack in the middle of nowhere with only 2 stools for 3 person lor! then my pride tells me to object -_- kenny oso dun like the seat, so off we go to brewerkz~! walk somemore.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 jugs of fruity beer $70+ leh.&lt;br /&gt;then we played games of 5ten, card games n stuff. and we chatted a lot a lot. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very surreal combination.. valentine, the known jackass of TPmasscomm for his goodie two shoe, cant settle for imperfect work attitude LOL [not i mean hor, is he ownself admit de hor.] i didnt used to like the idea of this combination, couldnt imagine putting me one jackass with another jackass, thats why me n amos was at his hse drinkin brandy watchin tv for new yrs eve instead of going kenny's house heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was damn sonG la, play 5 ten with valentine, keep making him drink with lousy reasons LOL. but end up, kenny throw in the towel first, cos he feel very bloated le. then is me, cos i had too full at dinner, though still very sober, but stomach feel very quesy, so went to vomit at the toilet first =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank till 2.30am, then we decided to switch the location to simpang bedok, since the guys at brewerkz were waiting to lock the tables and chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our way outta clarke quay, we made the higHed kenny do stupid poses for photo xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCZftb-lI/AAAAAAAAABg/8mg6lQmWnO0/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCZftb-lI/AAAAAAAAABg/8mg6lQmWnO0/s320/DSC00092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018279259317992018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny doing push up in the center of the fountain near brewerkz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCxftb-mI/AAAAAAAAABo/H9MJ3GEpw6g/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCxftb-mI/AAAAAAAAABo/H9MJ3GEpw6g/s320/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018279671634852450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny to val: Kiss my Ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCxvtb-nI/AAAAAAAAABw/NXE7vxCOwWU/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCxvtb-nI/AAAAAAAAABw/NXE7vxCOwWU/s320/DSC00095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018279675929819762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny pissing into the frog, somewhere near Gotham Penthouse&lt;br /&gt;[angle effect la, there's like at least 20 people around us at that time la LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went simpang bedok and had tissue prata finally after craving for so many weeks LOL. we had another companion at simpang bedok:&lt;br /&gt;a gal nicknamed Kaya from TP japanese culture group, joined us by callin kenny's phone n putting on speaker mode to conference with us while we ate and crapped LOL. i haven met her before but we still crap like we do lor hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surreal combinations of companions on a saturday man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, kenny was damn brotherhood lor, was supposed to be only the billybombers his treat, but end up he pay for everything that nite and ask me to pay him back another time, cos now he has extra cash cos in NS got ns pay n allowance from his parents, and he noes i is quite poor lately LOL. before u say i cheapo, i oso got be nice to him k~ last time i oso got treat him when i can xD&lt;br /&gt;but smaller stuffs.. like a dinner or a jug of beer at dbl o =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sat supposed to go clinic at the cannery with him, but last minute recalled that me n amos already promise his gay buddy jeremy to go for his birthday on 13th jan at dbl o, when we went to fei fei's birthday celebration on new yr eve =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably ask kenny go oso, but i hang around with him val n steph ba =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-8126593947886733858?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/8126593947886733858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=8126593947886733858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8126593947886733858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/8126593947886733858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/surreal-saturday.html' title='Surreal Saturday'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RaSCZftb-lI/AAAAAAAAABg/8mg6lQmWnO0/s72-c/DSC00092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-1663426029479986008</id><published>2007-01-10T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:19:20.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Why People Blogs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...Why People Blogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the psychological point of &lt;a href="http://psychcentral.com/blog/%20"&gt;view&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1663426029479986008?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1663426029479986008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1663426029479986008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1663426029479986008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1663426029479986008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-people-blogs.html' title='Why People Blogs?'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-7425194357563670863</id><published>2007-01-10T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:01:11.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Generation Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Generation Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this &lt;a href="http://mvs78.blogspot.com/"&gt;from&lt;/a&gt; a gal's blog that i happen to chance by lol. sounds pretty interesting, but more like the late 70s babies ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your reading pleasure …. ..some might be true. Hope you will all enjoy reading it. This might bring you back the old memory especially during those school days..... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs that you are a 70s' or 80s' baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew up watching G-Force, He-man, Transformers, Thundercats, Silver Hawk, Woody Woodpecker, Chipmunks and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget Ninja Turtles, Mask, Smurfs and Voltron too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls watched Japanese cartoon like My Little Pony, "Xiao Tian Tian", "Hua Xian Zi" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in primary school after recess time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You squatted by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brushed your teeth with a colourful mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the days when the school nurse, comes with a list for the dentist appointment, the sound of the drilling when your friend has a fill in his tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember the packets of milk we get in primary school to encourage us to drink more milk. (It cost only 30 cent per pack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school, girls go to the library to borrow their favourite romance storybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school, girls altered their school skirt to shorten it and guys will go to the school appointed school uniform tailor shop to tailor make their school trousers to the then fashionable "baggy pants"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During primary school days, the teacher will punish you using a ruler to hit your palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bowl of noodles soup cost only 30cent in primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were in primary school, girls like to go to the bookshop to buy cute stuff such as animal erasers, various shape sharpeners, colourful notebook etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hankyu Jaya, Yaohan departmental stores used to be a favourite hangout for families during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secondary school days, you buy the Bata BM Turbo or Pallas Jazz school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Some guys like to wear those china made ankle high shoes. Some even like to wear those very thick socks with their school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet? E-mail? What the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you thought a decade or more ago, your friends don't have pagers or handphones in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDs? What's that? Cassette tapes were the norm.&lt;br /&gt;Movie tickets used to cost less than $5 last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goodies from Mama shop used to be Chickerdis, Mamee , Kum Kum, UFO, O-Ya, Ding Dang chocolate balls with toys in the box, colourful hard "egg", "cigerette" bubble gum, KIKI Bubble Gum, pink bottle of bubbles c/w a small tubes with yellow sticks to blow "more lasting" bubbles that you can pop more air in or slam it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never forget 'Ti Kam'.&lt;br /&gt;When exams are over, the board games ( e.g Monopoly, Donkey, Transportation Comparison Card) &amp; held video games will be all over the class room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite sound is the bell&lt;br /&gt;For it's the homemade ice cream man. The cream that tops Haagan Dazs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other peddler you love is the old lady who sells juicy Muah Chee and thick olden syrup rolled in a balloon the tip of a chopstick&lt;br /&gt;Another bell is the recess bell, a time to get away from school work and to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time when there is no bell but all guys will anxiously wait for it...The PJ (Pendidikan Jasmani), PE time (time for football)&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite childhood games were playing "guli"(marbles), five stones, five bottle cover, zero-point, catching, "Pepsi-Cola one two three" and/or "Police &amp;amp; Sentry"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thirst quencher of all times is the yummy colourful ice tubes you can buy from provision shops for only 10cent. To eat them, break the tab and suck while holding the freezing tube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All gals have a girl doll/strawberry shortcake/my little pony/pound puppy, while all boys have a soldiers figurine (combat) or a rubber band catapult that shoots folded paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once was the era whereby ice-cream sticks were valuable items, then came the paper aircrafts, chalk fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some boys made their own guns from wood, and used 'Bacali' as the bullets.&lt;br /&gt;Some even used matches to shoot and burn kids'lanterns during MoonCake Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your favourite holiday was Lunar New Year! New clothes, Ang Pows, shopping, junk food and family outings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, the majority of students in universities today were born in 1987/ 88.... They are called "youth".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them, they have never heard of the song "We are the World, we are the Children..." And the "Uptown Girl" they know is by 'West Life' but not " Billy Joel'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them, there have always been only one Germany and only one Vietnam .&lt;br /&gt;AIDS exists since they were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD exists since they were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson is already whitened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Travolta is always round in shape and they can't imagine how this fat guy could be a god of dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They believe that Spiderman and Incredible Hulk are just new films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can never imagine a black and white screen for a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never know what is Atari or 'Game &amp;amp; Watch'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't believe a black and white television ever existed and they don't even know how to switch on a TV without a remote control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they never understand how we can go out without a mobile phone when we were in university...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's check if we're getting old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You understand what was written above and you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Most of your secondary school friends are getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably with computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You spend less and less time talking on phone with your friends daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you meet your old friends from time to time, talking about the good old days, repeating again and again all funny stories you experienced together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lastly, having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to some other old friends. You think they will like it too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!.... Yes! We are getting old too...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brings back old memories huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the 70s n 80s babies!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-7425194357563670863?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/7425194357563670863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=7425194357563670863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7425194357563670863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/7425194357563670863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/generation-y.html' title='Generation Y'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-6871454741155745767</id><published>2007-01-08T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T05:02:49.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Complaints Aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Sick. Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sick. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. i tink i fell in love with the doc or something. but seriously, he looks eXacTly the same now when i m turning 20 in april, as the time when i was a baby o.o AliEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to study finish the 150+ slides for Strategic Marketing for test later at 2pm.. but wa fuk its tough to finish this post.. my stomach very pain while typing this sentence.. and supposed to update wad happened on saturday. oh wells. no stamina to do that now that my stomach is so fuked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was studyin with elmo n my QingAiDe Yiting at tampines cpf there that mac from 11pm.. but i cant make it at 2am.. really need to go home.. had been feeling like got the nEED to burP but cant burp; lao sai at mac, vomit but nothing come out at mac; den sit there whole time feel damn sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home, email my lecturers concerned for tomolo, Ms Debbie Ng for the stratmktg test, Mr Seah for Entrepreneurship tutorial and my careperson Ms Sue Lou that i mite not be able to make it, when's the retest n stuff. at the time of the email, i tot i can make it. but now i tink i really miss my dear doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. i is gg to the loo for the third time now, then go bang my bed and first thing i wake tml, i is so gonna rush to see my dear Doctor Wee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh shit. i can nearly hear Ms Lou saying: aiya diarhea oso can come test wad.&lt;br /&gt;she said that the last time when i got food poisoning thx to that bar chor mee at that coffee shop near Kopitiam at er wtf u call that place... hmmm its the street behind prinsep street, and its between NAFA and YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. the pain subsided for now, betta slp before pain again. knn.. I IS BANKRUPT NOW STILL MUZ C DOC C DOC ARGHHHHHH~! plus its not quite entertaining to travel from pasir ris to bedok north to see doc........ i dun trust other docs la bo bian. knn that time that stupid mongolian doc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[pun: not that he is from china, chinese has a pun that means quack doc] i food poisoning cos of that bar chor mee, that bloody hijo de perra keep insisting that i betta be sure i m not pregnant WHERE'S THE FREAKIN LINK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever. haiz. season of heartache, a new found fren that i like a lot broke up ytd, and today my buddy too.. n the other day my other buddy got pretty entangled in a confusion too.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad i can say to help.. i keep feeling bad sometimes, very scared i say wrong things.. cos got one time someone reminded me that i is talking about amos in an affectionate manner in front of they two sad women. i feel like knock wall how can i be so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hughughugx* to my dears.. i m really sorry that i was not able to help much so far to at least let u feel betta.. but if there's anything i can do for u, lemme noe k? if i able to i will k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happen for a reason.. these days i like the phrase huiling quoted in her nick before: HE who brings u to it, will bring u through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 2 of my dears, i tink this song is apt for the break up.. but the one today, i dunno wad happen.. betta dun say anything n step and carelessly make more sad. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song got two versions.. the one liang jing ru sing alone and the one 4 gals sing together..&lt;br /&gt;i chose the 4 gals de.. cos i hope frenship can help u guys tide through with slightly less pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjK6JRxbu6A"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjK6JRxbu6A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz felt bad not giving my boy enough attention this weekend. but glad that he finally gets a chance to play on the golf course =D    n he puts [pronounce: ParT; but i tink spell is puT ba..] the best among his grp of boys heh heh =D *proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i ramble on a bit too much now since the pain a bit gone for now.. =P betta go lie down before pain n feel like vomiting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Year Resolution:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thou shalt not drink like a fish unless there is at least 2 days to rest before the next work or school day; since my stomach is quite grouchy the nex day aft drinking -_-"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;and me hereby promise: when i gets a REAL job, my first pay cheque, other than my mama n my boy, i PromiSE muz treat Kenny. cos he noes i hell broke, he treated me billybombers and paid for my brewerkz share and cab and prata =)  not that i only realise today that he is my best brother la, but juz super touched by his bo-gei-gao-ness that i muz announce out loud heh heh. n his pay day is 12th, he wanna go take a look at the new club: Clinic, he ask me not to worry cos he got pay liao T.T so touched. n i oso juz got to noe that, he was outcasted by a grp of frens we noe, cos he had been close to me all these yrs; n in his last relationship, his gf gave him quite some trouble cos she juz dun believe we are brother n sister -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos always tells me to treasure kenny n yiyin heh heh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blessed to be able to lift my mood a bit from the sick n stress by counting my blessings at this time =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6871454741155745767?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6871454741155745767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6871454741155745767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6871454741155745767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6871454741155745767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick-again.html' title='Sick. Again.'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-2664601069213321123</id><published>2007-01-07T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:22:39.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Nite Out with Valentine and Kenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nite Out with Valentine and Kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time with kenny and valentine yesterday evening till this morning? lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update when i wake lolx. got picture somemore heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made a new friend yesterday.. super duper like her.. damn sweet gal. but hong yan bo ming, keep kana bully. haiz. hartache her. and she sing damn nice! hongkongie, so cantonese songs superb lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-2664601069213321123?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/2664601069213321123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=2664601069213321123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2664601069213321123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/2664601069213321123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/nite-out-with-valentine-and-kenny.html' title='Nite Out with Valentine and Kenny'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-3420902342518207991</id><published>2007-01-07T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:20:09.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Complaints Aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>i dun get it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dun get it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very uneasy seeing photos of dead copse in coffin published on the newspaper last yr.. even more uneasy about someone publishing videos of an assault of a guy stabbing a woman repeatedly in public.. now even more scary.. a video of execution..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.. probly cos the first n the last are big news people.. so ppl wud think that these publications would be welcomed.. but its scary.. someone posted the video of the execution online, and blinkymummy linked to her blog.. i was freaked out. i dun dare to let the video run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its juz me being no guts.. but.. dun seem very human to be recording and taking picture of such things n spreading? i dun understand the purpose behind it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm things i juz won't be able to understand is hell loads, needless to discuss such far away things, but juz around me already have unbelievable movie-line tragic love story happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz that.. these gives me the creeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3420902342518207991?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3420902342518207991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3420902342518207991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3420902342518207991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3420902342518207991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dun-get-it.html' title='i dun get it..'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-342761483189023890</id><published>2006-12-31T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T06:30:16.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>i'm not alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read meg's.. realise i'm not alone. shldnt hav been the case to rejoice, but at least i dun feel as dumb as i was feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probly a mirror sent to me for xmas ba. so much similarities. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was irritated with amos and lawrence, cos i was irritating today, i juz get irritate by little bits of stuff. feel like slappin myself. how can i snap at amos n lawrence. they always ultimo patience for me lor. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was also proud of myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my company appraisal form back from peter.. i didnt realise the little things that i do actually was appreciated. the miscommunication one mth back before i left villa, that made me so sad so disappointed with he whom i respect so much, he took the time to talk to me today; he spoke, i understood; if only that came earlier. he only had dinner at nearly 9pm lor. cos he was talkin to me before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the misunderstanding then were cos of miscommunication of ideas and concerns from different levels, which was not communicated properly.. thus the unhappiness arising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me 53/60 for my appraisal.. 30 to pass, 48 to pass with commendation.&lt;br /&gt;i really thank this man for his generousity the pass yr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peter raised 3 things that he have problem with me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;honesty. too honest for my own good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;punctuality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some miswritten table numbers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;things he like about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;how i talk to colleagues and customers, the way i handle PR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my work is neat whenever i hand in to him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my eye for little details&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;honesty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;very initiative and self motivated at work [if only i hav this attribute at sch oso]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;then i asked him.. durin the last mth of my work, there's an influx of newbies; i kept repeatedly remind and taught them the things to be done. but its often left undone n i'm doing by myself when my men are standing there blowing fan. and i heard i was voted the fiercest station leader.&lt;br /&gt;how? i wrong ar? i never scold straight wor. i repeatedly taught and remind them many times first le wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peter say as long as i got give enough warning, they mite complain, but in their heart they noe well enuf its their own fault n i've given enough chances. i fulfilled my task as a station leader to manage my manpower, i m not at fault as long as i m not agressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peter told me, juz like the other day got this guy, fion repeatedly ask him to clear the table, so that the cake could be served, he repeatedly didnt do it. then fion did it and asked him why she can clear he cant. he give a superb moronic ans: u can give birth i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he says he appreciates that i m very self motivated and initiative at work, i very happy sia. cos i nv noe that they wud notice. i tot since i m so blur n often make mistake and late, den at least what i can do i should do good to collect back some points lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belinda from shunjuu also commented that she likes my initiative at work before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little chat with steven, very very kind of him.. to take the extra effort to guide me when he dun earn anything at all and not oblige at all since he is no longer a villa bali staff. he even offered that if i should need resources in future regarding events, i shld feel free to contact him. and if i need a job in this area, he can refer me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven, ashley, johnson and peter all felt something about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do things too scared make mistake, too careful until either i lose my direction, or i cant focus everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnson and steven asked me to be more confident about myself, cos if a marketer needs an attribute the most, it would be confidence in persuading and selling my idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i was totally [90%] off-ish towards lawrence's offer to have me join his studio and do the admin and marketing stuffs, which later-onz i mite have to be wedding planner. i was totally no confident at all. i scared i cant help him but made them lose money, and throw his face infronta his partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked steven's opinion juz now, he says i shld juz go ahead and try. the more places i get to try the betta. events is a very fun thing, he always says. cos its never fixed. u can always twist and turn, its all in ur hands. the only thing that doesnt change is, the job is about organising things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeated the above paragraph that steven said to lawrence, and he very conveniently "ya lor ya lor" me, as though he had hitched a ride on steven's to rope me into his studio lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft i met them and hanged around villa bali a while chatting with colleagues, i went to centrepoint to meet amos and his mum to go supper together at jalan bersar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos's mum is really kind.. actually she needs me to give her a work schedule weekly.. but she understood that its really tough on my side with the crazy intervals of deadlines, so she says i juz need to call one day in advance if i can work the nex day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is not alone. with so much sweet people holding me as i learn to walk by myself [some to list from today: the villa bali mgrs, amos's mum, lawrence, my motley proj team and more], with so much sweet people who walks behind me quietly waiting to hold me when i fall, [some to list from these few days: kenny, alvin, gavin ho, momo, khryz, rix, meg and more] and my everReady baobao amos =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i is blessed to have a faery that reminded me to count my blessings at the last sunrise of year 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From Deborah Wright's The Rebel Fairy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  [not in exact words]            sometimes u juz feel so gloom and see no                                                                            hope, but outta the sudden, u sorta cleared                                                                        all your thoughts and get lifted in ur spirit.                                                                            that's when a fairy near u absorbed ur                                                                                sadness and whispered joy into ur ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-342761483189023890?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/342761483189023890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=342761483189023890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/342761483189023890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/342761483189023890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-not-alone.html' title='i&apos;m not alone'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6058904214050851072</id><published>2006-12-30T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T06:10:32.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><title type='text'>Dreamy Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreamy Mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from a chicago gal's blog ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A guy that hugs you till you eventually shout at him to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that kisses you to keep you from yelling at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that wipes your tears for you without asking why and whispers "it's okay" softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that that cheers you up even though his day was worse than yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that calls you to tell you that he misses you after seeing you just three hours before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that runs to your house when you text him that you need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that says, "Stop playing around..," with a smile, after you told him that you wanted to stop seeing him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that tells you that he will wait for you till you meet him where you've always met&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet hor? as i read down this list, i tick tick tick mentally hahaha =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ytd when i read meg's fren's blog, she says &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the first kiss feeling of having butterflies in the stomach&lt;/span&gt;, haha i dunno isit cos we not used to PDA &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[public display of affection]&lt;/span&gt;, though we together for 5 yrs, sometimes we still quite shy in public de lor. probly is more like me that is shy ba. i ever asked amos, why we never like those couples so intimate in public, is cos i dun wan n he dun wan, or cos i dun wan to? he say cos he respect me, he noes i shy. LOL. so yea. still will have the butterfly feeling  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the photoshoot by lawrence, sometimes some shots, amos is already uneasy that he has to smile, which he dun usually smile and pose for the camera, and besides, lawrence is around. so tt y some photos he still looks constipated HAHA =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RZWNtd5Z_1I/AAAAAAAAABU/FT1FHZ3iLtY/s1600-h/DSC_0292.jpg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RZWNtd5Z_1I/AAAAAAAAABU/FT1FHZ3iLtY/s320/DSC_0292.jpg%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014069572405952338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today at the shop, amos was chatting with the manager, when a customer who had already left, turned back and ask LiLi to pass me a note with his number on it. the way he write very funny.. hehe.. n i was amazed that he can write so much on the back of a receipt =P&lt;br /&gt;then at the end of the note, he initialed: Justin, the pink shirt guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went up to the upper deck where amos was n passed him the note.. he face damn funny la, read liao den tease me: the pink shirt guy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i muz admit, the guy look quite cute. but i hate it when guys dun ask me directly, but pass note or worse, ask someone pass message to me. n he did both =/ lili ask him pass to me, he run away =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says, why the boy so silly, come more often then will know me le ma, need so awkward meh~ the guy at takashimaya last time also everyday come buy herbal tea from me.. but he still end up write me a note HAHA. then the nex day he came n ask me why i never call him. i replied "call u for?" =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sometimes quite surprising, that its a shop selling herbal tea, desserts and traditional stuff, its a wonder to me already when there are ppl my age frequenting, its even more a wonder when its not geeks but funky ppl who would come make fren LOL. he oso quite heng la. i one wk only one day there, n manage to bump into him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then managed to recognise a group of senior citizens who came last wk on xmas eve, they were pretty humourous n nice ppl ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and met this little family, sounds like indonesian chinese ba. they were very enthusiastically practising mandarin.. but out of habit, i spoke english in return HAHA so spoil the mood lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food there is nice, the ppl there is nice, the customers there is nice too ^^ look forward to working there again the nex time, especially when frens like yiyin, kai jun, wei li and celestine's fren's coming in to work liao ^^ rejuvinating the brand Yi Kou Wei with us hippy young hearts! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this new outlet is not only a new area that they venture into, but the a milestone that marks a turn in the company's culture ba. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workin here is diff from last time workin at the take away outlets lor. cos those times is with those aunties, and they are like more they are definitely rite, and every little thing i do is scrutinized, and its either they penalise me cos i'm amos's gal, or they super take care of me cos i m his gal. i was so upset at a time, when i tot this person is really really nice to me, and i really trust that its all sincere. then amos's mother hate to break the news to me, but she wants me to at least noe how cunning this person is, and the rest is up to me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;its not easy for me to trust someone, but when i do, i totally throw myself in.&lt;/span&gt; damn sadded then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workin here, they dun say much, they oso dun ask me do thing =_=&lt;br /&gt;i juz move around, i see things i do. sometimes they seem shock about my initiativeness and certain skills around the place with the products, probly they didnt noe i used to work with them for quite some periods the past few years ba. probly they too tot that the crown prince's galfren is supposed to be a vasE. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i got good comments ^^&lt;br /&gt;amos say the mgr is not the anyhow type of person. bad means bad, good means good. if he says ok means ok. so he asked him if my performance is alright so far, and he actually said good. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos say he's proud of me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i have something that he can be proud about! i always feel like i make a lot of trouble for him and throw his face a lot.. always worried bout how his fren mite think of me everytime he bring me on gathering with his ns frens.. amos wans me to hang around with them n not tagged to him only on gatherings.. so when he's chatting with some or singing or wad, i would go join the other guys play games too.. but i was also worried if they would find me too enthu. =/ cos when i start playin i would quite high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day went clubbing juz carelessly created a misunderstanding.. my forfeit was a whole gls of brandy coke, and i was pretty full liao, so one of the guys was bside me, i juz never think much, turn over ask him if he thirsty wan help me drink heh heh. when i play with amos's camp mates, they oso onZ de, that y i never think much.. den he oso damn on. he only ask, how much? i say half den he gulp liao. aisEH. but then i didnt realise that since my fren is interested in the guy, thus she mite be uncomfortable with that.. haiz still feel quite guilty now. good thing is that my fren is not the kinda kiddy lian type that will dumbly bcos of such things dun fren me de lor, if not i'll dunno hate the guy for a long time or hate my straight square brain -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had supper with amos and his dad at simpang bedok juz now, and met my lecturer gary lin, and think is his wife ba.. and 2 others ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time we met a HOD from our secondary school, chilling out there.. we were thinking, haha scarli he wanted to pluck out a cigg, but know we are around then dun dare, then cursing in his heart LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube, dailymotion and photobucket had been pretty unfriendly these few days =_=&lt;br /&gt;especially photobucket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6058904214050851072?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6058904214050851072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6058904214050851072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6058904214050851072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/6058904214050851072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2006/12/dreamy-mood.html' title='Dreamy Mood'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RZWNtd5Z_1I/AAAAAAAAABU/FT1FHZ3iLtY/s72-c/DSC_0292.jpg%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14548200.post-3322019225468286845</id><published>2006-12-28T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:11:32.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Enlightenment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Things happen for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Things happen for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank siyun for send this email to me.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for a reason; people appears to make an impact.&lt;br /&gt;Take things as they are. Appreciate while u have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to  move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a  lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-3322019225468286845?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/3322019225468286845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=3322019225468286845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3322019225468286845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/3322019225468286845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-happen-for-reason.html' title='Things happen for a reason'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6323529618828016353</id><published>2006-12-26T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T14:56:25.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Complaints Aloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Random-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>X'mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr's xmas is so quiet compared to last yrs.. but oso rite la, xmas eve supposed to be silent nite or something rite LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last yr was crazy playin crazy ribbons and party poppers with colleagues managers bosses and customers. this yr's work is such a big diff lor! so quiet. cos chg work to centrepoint, and the new shop is at the new wing of centrepoint, the basement, which is quite maze like to get there.. n the awareness of the place is still pretty low.. so i can count more staffs in the entire floor than PASSING BY CUSTOMERS at any one time. so dun need to mention seated customers ya. basically the brands available there are all pretty popular actually, juz that the awareness of this place is simply too low to allow any of the brands to shinE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still had fun though. first day and last day of work for the month haha. cant cope with sch + work la. bo bian. cut my finger while washing the kinda pot with a metal net inside, then u can chomp chomp the handle to make the tea thicker kinda thingy.. the metal net cut me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished work at 10pm, which we initially expected probly 12.30am. but the traffic is pathetic la. one of the shops actually closed for the day at 730pm lor. if its takashimaya or bugis junction, that stall's boss mite have a lot to explain to the mall lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to east coast cabana with amos first to wait for kenny to come down and drink with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa robber lor. tmd. this one i got hell loads to complain.. nb.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached, we noticed that the place is full even though other than their original seatings, they had extended make shift tables to the outside of the skates shop and bicycle shop. so we expected to be put on waiting list. juz that, we didnt expect the waiting list so fast.. we juz reached mac n placed my order, thinkin we would eat a bit there first while waiting, the gal called us to go back le. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered a white russian when i sat down. the guy Har? 3 times before he took my order. then he came back, "sorry ar, white russian sold out, if want muz wait quite a while leh. u want order other drinks first?"    i smiled back n shake head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he came back again, "sorry ar, really dun have le, somemore cos now quite a lot of ppl.."&lt;br /&gt;i say: "is it kahlua or is it milk that u guys run out? if its milk can i at least have black russian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sorry ar, i oso not sure, but i was juz told that we dun have the drink leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another person comes, i ask her about the drink, she says "orh sorry we dun sell anything outta the menu" HELLO. wad kinda bar are they having? any decent bar, u ask for a drink, on the menu onot, as long as they got the ingredients, they get u. cos international cocktails are too much to be listed in a pathetic menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i ask, so can i have 1 vodka neat and 1 kahlua neat? [black russian is juz mix vodka n kahlua lor.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sorry cant, cos we only sell shots for tequila."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, apparently, their cocktails prices shot up to $20 per drink for the festive season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we were having plans of gg to k box cineleisure and sing until the xmas morning.. i made the reservation le.. but khryz sick so she n francis not coming.. den gavin [not my bro, is the one i noe from dbl o] oso fever so not coming. so left me amos kenny n huat. den amos prefer cabana cos of the price n he didnt wan to stay until 6am in the first place, so huat gave it a miss, only me amos n kenny drinkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite sadded when i didnt receive xmas sms from my galfrens.. not even a forwarded msg.. not to say a personalised one.. den aft 12am, i received one from andy, a guy from my last workplace, and one from wei xiang. so touched lor! personalised for me de.. den jasmin and megdalene was having smoke break at work, and they called to send their love! so touch so touch.. aft that still received a few others from huiling, veron, alex and more! ^^ and when i returned, i saw wishes on the tag board of this blog too! and on msn juz now, my regular customer at villa bali saw my nick "sick little monkey", she came to give bit bit concern and wished me too ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite disappointed.. called someone but he didnt ans, as per norm of the past 1 month.. n called another.. was quite cold.. &lt;s&gt;hence that emo post earlier on..&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[i cut away the emo parts n updated as a new entry last nite 27.12.06]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but i understood le la.. they oso got their own probs.. i cant be expecting them to smile to me 24/7. i noe they dun hate me =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on xmas day, me n amos slept the whole day, only woke up for a while to eat lunch, and unwrap my present for amos ^^ i bought him the pyagu penguin mini water dispenser to put at his cubicle in the office lolx.. his table is jammed with his manga figurines, wood models that he built and a couple of toys from me LOL. and he bought me a pInk pyagu penguin water dispenser to put at my room too! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to slp again.. in the evening, we popped down to ikea to eat meatballs LOL. amos's first time to go to ikea tampines haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate quite full sia.. he have 15 meatballs,  and me have 10 meatballs, then we shared a raw salmon salad, a chocolate almond cake, a chicken wing each, and a can of mug root beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f337/nonameapplicable/untitled-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a very interesting old couple.. the lady was quite irritated by some other customer when she was queueing for food, so when she returned, she kept saying the same things repeatedly. the husband was very quietly eating all the while, until the third time or so when she repeat again, then the husband says: oKey.. i noe already. dun keep repeating, the tape will spoil wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx.. throughout the whole meal, the guy really very good nature lor. this is really an ideal marriage haha. one who talks a lot, the other who brush things aside optimistically, not taking details pettyly. x)   i guess thats how me n amos still together today ba. he is a lot cooler than me on some things, and i'm a lot cooler on some other things, so we cool cool each other to prevent getting into big trouble =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meal, we walked one round through the showroom, and we bought a set of 6 mini rock glasses. damn cute la! its about 3/4 the size of a regular rock glass u see at club serving ur vodka sprite or something. den amos was curious wad the swedish market sells.. he was pretty attracted to this apple cider and pear cider thingy lol. but a bit warm leh the temperature, bsides, pretty not the time ba, cos we gg home le, no point buy then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw this chocolates on the rack.. amos highlighted one to me.. i think yiyin and Liz can eat it with no fear and guilt lor [NOT that they are fat, at all.]&lt;br /&gt;Presenting to you, the Not Chocolate, Chocolate =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" img="" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f337/nonameapplicable/untitled1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for cab for like 20mins.. walk oso reach my hse liao lor. opposite only~ den amos can take cab easily from my house area to rush home for dinner with his family n go movie later lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we went into ikea, he was on the phone with his mum to ask her to purchase a new iron cos before we left his hse, his grandma complained that the iron had gone bonkers, no heat liao. den he was folding his new espirit trousers' leg, n he threw the phone to me to ask me continue the conversation -_-. aft finishing about the iron, his mum asked what time we gg back for dinner, i said only he is gg back, i'm not. i was so surprised that she questioned me as though i'm her son: "why leh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cos i need to go back and do things le."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eat already then go back la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha nvm la, opposite my house already.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok lor, ask him wad time he coming back later.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_= .. amos says "told u long ago she already consider u as one of us what. thats why she never gei gao with u de."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) going back to yikouwei to work feels like returning home after roaming the streets, fighting for surviver for a year lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i returned home to find my sister and bro in law n my niece accompanyin my mum =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttz my low-pitch, cosy x'mas. how's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-6323529618828016353?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/6323529618828016353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=6323529618828016353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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BlogSkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, this is wad i designed my blogskin to be.. but sadly, this only happens on my screen, cos i use mozilla and cos my screen some kinda customization or wad stuff which i dunno how to adjust -_-.. so when using IE or other computers to view this blogskin, it would look much smaller and left aligned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RY__J95Z_xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qG4UVzSMNQs/s1600-h/skin+preview1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2dG0_C423M/RY__J95Z_xI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qG4UVzSMNQs/s320/skin+preview1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012505456985898770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14548200-1426658643581542373?l=nonameapplicable.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/feeds/1426658643581542373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14548200&amp;postID=1426658643581542373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1426658643581542373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14548200/posts/default/1426658643581542373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonameapplicable.blogspot.com/2006/12/edit-in-previous-post.html' title='An Edit in a Previous Post'/><author><name>No Name Applicable</name><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-14548200.post-6343085969949913946</id><published>2006-12-22T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:31:25.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Khaki'/><title type='text'>Talking Cock with Meg</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Talking Cock with Meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking cock with my neighbour meg &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[i live 763 she live 762]&lt;/span&gt; on msn ytd, bout her new lotus tattoo in the middle of her back.. about 3 inch below the neck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;wahahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;but still alright la. at least i like e tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;not like that alien one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;den how sia that alien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;*draw one atomic bomb beside it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;*draw a rocket beside it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;* either it choose to get bomb or fly off with the rocket*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;not a bad idea sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;actually. i tot of doing something to do alien la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;but albert confirm dont allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;i beg him to let me do this tattoo until i cry ald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;so i dont think he will fall for it again la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;unless we break up. then i can go add e rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;u wan boyfren or rocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;but very weird leh lidat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;den will look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;guan yin ma in the sky lookin down at the alien playing with the rocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh i laugh very loud leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;u got hear me from ur room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;i never hear u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i was laughing too loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;eh, fren fren la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;dont like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;but at rocket idea not too bad. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;then the lotus how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;but actually makes sense leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;cos the god shld be at the universe that is above the universe where alien stay ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;o ya. later rocket take off. hit my lotus how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;wun la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;guan yin ma will spray water n let it short circuit if it tries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;think i should e water and mud below my lotus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;then lidat hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;no need to scared guan yin take leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;*add&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;no need lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;u dun dun scrub that area when u bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;den aft 1 mth will hav mud there liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;o ya hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;save soap. save money. save e pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;on clubbin nites when u wear bare back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;juz add a little lip gloss there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;clear de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;den will look like got water liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick at this kinda timing.. wtf. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg i is so genious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;wa, i entertain u abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;║ж ·· Magnificently Magical M'··║║ж║ says:&lt;br /&gt;end up. u so high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div 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