<?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-9408473</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:50:41.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Stages of Life..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>536</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8173704544862123029</id><published>2007-12-01T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:38:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've no idea what I did was right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some confusion within me for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least, after all these years, I put a full stop to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It come to a damn bad ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, Im really relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I don't have to think about it ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my character, I believe this is the best exit for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the memories be burnt and turn into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let all the past to be non-existent and start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, from now, 1 dec 2007, is my new start of my life since JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, I couldn't believe what I've done for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just came so sudden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8173704544862123029?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8173704544862123029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8173704544862123029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8173704544862123029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8173704544862123029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-no-idea-what-i-did-was-right-or.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3262165475611511120</id><published>2007-11-24T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:29:58.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading some blogs, I feel like bloggin too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Has been feeling quite emotional recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the power to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do not wish to hurt.coz I'm once a victim, I do not wan the others to be like the past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I somehow have affection for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, Im pretty confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess if I tell anyone of u, most of u will just say, aiya, be a norm and heck care can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's the most optimistic  answer which I expected from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, most of them will immediately have their jaws dropped to the ground level if they know abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, I don't really intend to tell anyone.or rather, to confide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I really hope that I can figure it out myself of the exact feeling I'm having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just a person who lacks the feeling of getting compliment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I happens to get cherished/loved, I just simply feel affection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going so hay wire recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuitions, and esp. emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a sudden, I just feel so dejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt do what he say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so disappointed in him. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I make a promise to myself, I'll NEVER ever touch his 'wife' till I got my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted me to learn, please, GUIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not preventing me from doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the thought of this and many others, I feel like exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the world is going hay wire, I feel like going hay wire too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the 1st year, ever since we met, I've not wish you happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, my heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE!WAKE UP! its just any other normal day.BE STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, the blue wristband. I wonder if you've threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied from my fren's facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="About_me-data" class="datawrap"&gt;'but there we are, as though every one could see, there we are on the side of a hill, on a piece of cloth, checkered in red and white, although the colours appear dimmed and diminished by the dark of the night that is barely broken by the smiling moon. we do not speak, and i am in your arms between your legs, lying against your bodily warmth, that which tells and reassures me that you are for real, and not merely a dream - although what a fig! you are but a dream. the moon shines on us benevolently, and you give me a light kiss on my cheek, it was the left, and ask if i were happy, although why you do so i cannot fathom, for what could make me happier than being with you, only you? but were you the best of all my loves, you whisper into my ear, softly, softly, as though there were a thousand ears around us, ready to listen in and catch a word, any word at all, that was exchanged between us, so as to bellow it to the world and betray our secret, although what secret is there, for we are true and honest to each other, you to me in your embraces and loving smiles, i to you that you were not the best of all my loves - for you were my only love. how should i tell you, then, about the place that you hold in me, the piece that anchors all of me steadfastly together? we might be at a party, although for what it would be eludes me, but there would be spirits, spirits of the kind that linger, spirits of the kind that encourage and embolden my frail presence, spirits of the sort that are drunk, spirits of the sort that encourage and embolden my frail presence. there will be no engrossing yellow flower on the wallpaper, there will be no fascinating eighteenth century golden pocketwatch that arrests our attention, and even if it might be but a hasty breath breathed upon the petals of the flower, or but a turn of the head at the resounding tick of the second-hand on the pocketwatch, i would take you by the hand, aside, to a corner where no one will hear us, and i will tell you, that --i love you.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just a language expert.There's no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, Im not sure if he wrote this himself, but I guess probably its written by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So touching ar?Even though some parts I don't really understand.oops.aiya, catch the main point can already.lol.Conclusion=&gt; my english sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it just shows how romantic he can be to his partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate salute to him,coz even if I've infinite time in my life, its impossible for me to come out with such a fantastic piece of writings to my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current Mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/R0eopEGOMiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R-4MCi4J09U/s1600-h/452a18ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/R0eopEGOMiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R-4MCi4J09U/s320/452a18ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136259323467280930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3262165475611511120?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3262165475611511120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3262165475611511120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3262165475611511120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3262165475611511120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-reading-some-blogs-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/R0eopEGOMiI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R-4MCi4J09U/s72-c/452a18ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3242240049216033447</id><published>2007-11-13T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:43:52.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOO~ I'M A DRIVER TOO! =)))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall tok more abt it when i bk out during thurs night&lt;br /&gt;coz I've to bk in soon...... = (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3242240049216033447?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3242240049216033447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3242240049216033447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3242240049216033447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3242240049216033447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/11/whoo-im-driver-too-shall-tok-more-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-2739771428205970973</id><published>2007-11-02T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:12:11.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key factor in being a mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made my instructor lost his patience. I saw myself as my students, my instructor as myself.That pissed off face is what exactly I showed during tuition.That blur, lost face is what exactly I show during driving which is the same as wad my students showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I was patient enough.&lt;br /&gt;Its their laziness that pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, then I realised, I'm totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they aren't hardworking enough.&lt;br /&gt;But I should have told them what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not leave them in lunch and whenever I test them, I give them the look and give them lectures and lectures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really not easy.&lt;br /&gt;Its really a big challenge.&lt;br /&gt;A challenge to motivate ppl to do things that they totally have no wish to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time, for me to ponder and come out with ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I've lost the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll win the next one! *roars~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-2739771428205970973?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/2739771428205970973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=2739771428205970973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2739771428205970973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2739771428205970973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/11/patience-key-factor-in-being-mentor.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3717916611681558979</id><published>2007-10-13T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:46:39.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ORD exercise is finally OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the result is not out yet but csm says its either recon ONE or recon 2A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we march back from dinner to coyline, we sang the ORD song damn LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. B coy seems to be so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, its all written on their face. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, nw then i really understand what does rsm means by when u get a gd recon, then u'll have the pride to shout 'ORD LO!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We..........~~~~come from a company&lt;br /&gt;4 mths to ORD&lt;br /&gt;come from a very special company&lt;br /&gt;fight for our PINK IC,&lt;br /&gt;fight for our ORD,&lt;br /&gt;fight with a spirit never seen b4.&lt;br /&gt;ORD&lt;br /&gt;ORD&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;WE LIKE IT HERE&lt;br /&gt;WE LIKE IT HERE&lt;br /&gt;WE BUILD OURSELVES A HOME&lt;br /&gt;A HOME&lt;br /&gt;A HOME SWEET HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born&lt;br /&gt;Crawl&lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;Study + Be naughty&lt;br /&gt;Army&lt;br /&gt;POP&lt;br /&gt;Course&lt;br /&gt;Outfield and more outfield till the last one.&lt;br /&gt;Going to ORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time for me to plan for what's up next in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up of mini tuition centre at my hse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Requires some planning..heh =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3717916611681558979?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3717916611681558979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3717916611681558979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3717916611681558979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3717916611681558979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/10/ord-exercise-is-finally-over-although.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-5016414377999679270</id><published>2007-10-05T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:12:50.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An early book out for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It somehow gave me sometime to reflect these few busy mths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gave me a chance to slow down my footstep. Just for that few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it made me ponder for quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling myself, I'm doing all these because I want to have a better future life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to explore what's my real interest lies at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these few months, I thought, I really thought that I managed my time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I place the priority of earning too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly have time to even have a proper meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bare minimum time left are just having simple dinner w my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, thats how my weekends are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly catch up w some frens even though they may not want to or may not have e time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I feel, aiya, forget it, friends come and go. I shouldn't be so emotionally dependant on&lt;br /&gt;them since they don't really cherish me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I even wonder if they still notice my existence on this earth.They makes me feel unwanted.wellsss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately, there are still couple of frens who are still trying to catch up w me who I disappoint them becoz of e students. They are the ones who make me feel wanted.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I appreciate them. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now, at this moment, I really wish I can meet all of my friends. Maybe not all, most of&lt;br /&gt;them I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really working too hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm, what's the purpose behind it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really just for a better future and life or does it include the fear of havin a lonely life during weekends?hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I just feel confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, on train, I saw a young secondary sch couple. I suppose they're couple.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the way of communication between them is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, just a little smile or positive respond from each other makes them smile till I cant see&lt;br /&gt;their eyes.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to pen it down in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realise that the art of communication between human can be so simple yet complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be damn simple if u communicate with pure innocence and soul.Just like what did the young couple do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple smile, it makes a beautiful day for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss that kind of communication, just like what I do durin sec and JC times. In fact, I&lt;br /&gt;love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, my age doesn't allow me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it seems like one have to pay for that kind of smile. Or rather that kind of smile becomes an evil smile which one might never realise till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just become more and more complicated till I start to lose myself at times like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single sentence one speak seems to have hidden meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really detest that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless if one is in army or working world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'll treat it w a =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-5016414377999679270?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/5016414377999679270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont have energy to type more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more n more lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till I dun even have time for a proper meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy burgers and ran ard to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml i'm packed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to reply u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll and I must give myself a gd break when 3 of dem grad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully 1 of dem can get 2 As for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzzzzZzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy packed life.(\/) it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-4909492103866895919?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/4909492103866895919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>today is really damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;545am run 21km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually aimed to finish within 2 hrs. but my knee cap give me such a disappointment after 12km.Limping and running thru the last 9km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21km really seems long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 18km I ran I took ard 1 hr 40 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time. 21km. damn slow. curse my knee cap man!boo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 km is really a torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the 2 days off pushed me on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol~:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I ran pass the finishing line, it was really a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I met the 2 days off timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took one chilled can of 100 plus and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. small thigh hurts immediately after I sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most du lan thing is, there's no place for me to bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bishan stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah, u can really see a tie guai LI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limp throughout the day and night till I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands  1200-1400&lt;br /&gt;                      1400-1620&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampines    1740-1950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simei            2030-2240&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home           2350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly shag out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh Lawrence, I cant wait till u call me alr. I'm really beat.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to be a pig nw......cya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-2941259930698264876?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/2941259930698264876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=2941259930698264876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2941259930698264876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2941259930698264876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-really-damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8475925428792366276</id><published>2007-08-18T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:42:06.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah, i really damn long time din blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO TIME TO BLOG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lots of things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE TO WAKE UP IN 5  HRS TIME!!shit.bye~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8475925428792366276?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8475925428792366276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8475925428792366276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8475925428792366276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8475925428792366276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/08/wah-i-really-damn-long-time-din-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7550546065284526487</id><published>2007-07-26T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T23:14:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something just snapped in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say it in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attitude towards life really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant really see the difference of that attitude between b4 army and during army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I can say is, all along, I thought that I'm a very happy go lucky person.Not to mention that I'm pretty pessimistic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm just a pessimist  and someone who doesn't give a slightest damn about all the happenings and stuffs around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Step at a time. 1st, I'll aim to be an optimistic person and next, a caring person. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya and most imptly, LIVELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a damn big big change if I'm able to do tat, smiling everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent life is pretty good. Stay out life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty love this kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its going to end. Anyway, it barely started too.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonboat-ed for the 1st time in my life on tues and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its very tiring as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the drumer roll the drum, i'll like phew. finally can easy liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most jialet thing is, I think there's something wrong w my strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bringing water to the ppl behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din want that to happen but well, I want the boat to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, apparently for a 1st timer boat, if the boat can move at a reasonable speed. its already a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why when they sprint, I paddle like some mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when I reach home, I lie dead on the bed.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its a nice experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which makes me feel like joining dragonboat when I enter NUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the difference between them N'US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really feels damn great when you feel everyone is paddling damn hard, putting in every single strength they've to attain the optimal performance for the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Feel of the boat jerking forward is great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did not row for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We row for the filming of the NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea what's that for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most ironic thing is, I don't even know where's the camera when I'm rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too concentrated on rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone of u saw me rowing in a very unglam way, please pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maju camp days is going to come back. Pack &amp;amp; Pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law is going back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can book out as early as I can every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday gonna run 18km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully can finish fast and fall out early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope for more time to go out w law and my team mates before he fly back to states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast. 'I still have 60 days' it sounds like you just told me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you're having fun.that's so true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7550546065284526487?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7550546065284526487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7550546065284526487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7550546065284526487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7550546065284526487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/something-just-snapped-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-6794788659676578712</id><published>2007-07-23T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:06:08.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is damn slack. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seems like OC doesn't like the idea of operators leaving early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, hope that wednesday I can book out as early as today. haha!like who doesn't?oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We touch on the topic of skin colour today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; apparently, I'm the darkest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're many comments on my skin colour too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say nice tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say nice tan but dont get darker. If not,i'll look like Bangladesh worker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; some mean ppl like my bunk mates will say, 'hey u're an indian alr lar.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent pek chek thing is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female who ask me to do some survey actually ask me, 'eh are you a chinese?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*vomited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shld protect myself from sun tanning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, and dragonboating tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how ironic is tat.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;恋爱症候群&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%BB%C6%CA%E6%BF%A5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;黄舒骏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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 &lt;/div&gt;  关于&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;恋爱症候群&lt;/span&gt;的发生原因&lt;br /&gt;至今仍然是最大的一个谜&lt;br /&gt;不管性别年龄职业体重学历长相和血型&lt;br /&gt;没有一个人可以免疫&lt;br /&gt;有些专家学者研究后相信&lt;br /&gt;恋爱是内分泌失调所引起&lt;br /&gt;却有别人认为恋爱属于滤过性簿&lt;br /&gt;象感冒无药可救但会自动痊愈&lt;br /&gt;不管你同不同意&lt;br /&gt;自古到今许多例子证明&lt;br /&gt;恋爱不但是一种病态&lt;br /&gt;它还可能是一种变态&lt;br /&gt;一般发病后的初期反应&lt;br /&gt;会开始是改变一些生活习性&lt;br /&gt;洗澡洗得特别干净&lt;br /&gt;刷牙刷得特别用力&lt;br /&gt;半夜突然爬起来&lt;br /&gt;弹钢琴&lt;br /&gt;有人每天站在阳台对路人傻笑&lt;br /&gt;有人突然疯疯癫癫突然很安静&lt;br /&gt;有人一脸痴呆对折镜子咬着指甲打喷嚏&lt;br /&gt;有人对小狗骂三字经&lt;br /&gt;女人突然改变发型&lt;br /&gt;男人开始每天练着哑铃&lt;br /&gt;食欲不振歇斯底里四肢萎缩神经过敏发抖抽筋&lt;br /&gt;都出现在这时期&lt;br /&gt;随着病情越来越变本加厉&lt;br /&gt;人会变得格外敏感和恶心&lt;br /&gt;写的说的唱的都想天才诗人一般才华洋溢&lt;br /&gt;越肉麻越饿觉得有趣&lt;br /&gt;有人恋爱之后每天躲在厕所哭泣&lt;br /&gt;有人开记者会宣布恋爱的消息&lt;br /&gt;有人总是喜欢两个人躲在黑漆漆的地方&lt;br /&gt;象做了不可告人的事情&lt;br /&gt;每天忙着找人算命&lt;br /&gt;挖空心思改变自己配合对方的习性&lt;br /&gt;把每天都当作纪念日&lt;br /&gt;把自己当作纪念品&lt;br /&gt;每天漫无目的腻在一起&lt;br /&gt;言不及义也觉得好有趣&lt;br /&gt;走着坐着躺着趴着都形影不离&lt;br /&gt;象是两人三脚又象连体婴&lt;br /&gt;心里想的只有爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;也不管家里米缸有没有米&lt;br /&gt;也不管路上有人示威抗议&lt;br /&gt;只管爱你&lt;br /&gt;心里想的只有爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;也不管海峡两岸统一问题&lt;br /&gt;也不管衣索匹亚多少难民&lt;br /&gt;只管爱你&lt;br /&gt;经过一段轰轰烈烈热恋时期&lt;br /&gt;不久就会渐渐开始痊愈&lt;br /&gt;两人开始互相厌倦&lt;br /&gt;互相攻击对方缺点&lt;br /&gt;所有甜蜜都随风而去&lt;br /&gt;然后开始从错觉和误解中清醒&lt;br /&gt;惊讶自己为何如此不聪明&lt;br /&gt;为了爱情不管一切&lt;br /&gt;不顾父母朋友姐妹兄弟&lt;br /&gt;开始感到后悔不已&lt;br /&gt;然后开始感到疲惫沉闷气喘心悸牙痛头痛梦呓&lt;br /&gt;然后是精神不济瞳孔放大脾气暴躁四肢麻痹&lt;br /&gt;终于受不了要分离&lt;br /&gt;虽然结果颇令人伤心&lt;br /&gt;了解之后也没什么了不起&lt;br /&gt;爱情终究是握不住的云&lt;br /&gt;只是我想要告诉你&lt;br /&gt;在我落寞的岁月里&lt;br /&gt;你的温柔解脱我的孤寂&lt;br /&gt;带给我深深的狂喜&lt;br /&gt;如此颤动我的心灵&lt;br /&gt;轻轻诉说爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;不管是黑夜或是黎明&lt;br /&gt;不管是梦中还是清醒&lt;br /&gt;深深爱你&lt;br /&gt;多么幸福&lt;br /&gt;让我遇见你呜……&lt;br /&gt;我要对你诉说爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I got post this b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, heck. boooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-6794788659676578712?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/6794788659676578712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=6794788659676578712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6794788659676578712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6794788659676578712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-is-damn-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-9057571685375960558</id><published>2007-07-20T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T00:26:35.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A change that I need to implement on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know since when I become  so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to loosen tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the problem with me ever since I enlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law, u're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have the motivation and start to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE!!LOL : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most intolerable thing is, I hate people to take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: I used the word 'hate' and not 'dislike'. Distinguish the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't ever try to step on my tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Else none of you will have a good life after which.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-9057571685375960558?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/9057571685375960558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=9057571685375960558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/9057571685375960558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/9057571685375960558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/change-that-i-need-to-implement-on.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-1444069874752226012</id><published>2007-07-17T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:42:20.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels as  if I've not been updating this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies when U're having fulfilling life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man, I'm getting emotional alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just hate to see the clock ticking my fun time away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml will just fly past me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I don't have to give tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its my commitment and my passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Human only start to cherish things when it gets limited.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true can this be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say except for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'天下无不散之宴席'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; suay things happen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which makes me wonder how many extras I've to sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aim of having 0 extra record is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there any other ways out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God! I know I'm not a follower of yours. But I really need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please! Someone just find it and return it to me!! I really plead that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there's nth else that I can do except for waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why am I so careless?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just marked one of the hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just boils my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so obvious that its a sloppy half done job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to counsel such kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wish to use the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can I persuade him so that he'll diligently do his work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I just find out that, I really don't have enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lack of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time time time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just not fair. It can never been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I've to look it at a brighter side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a stage which trains me to be a better man.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-1444069874752226012?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/1444069874752226012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=1444069874752226012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/1444069874752226012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/1444069874752226012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-feels-as-if-ive-not-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7155316673272282079</id><published>2007-07-08T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:08:12.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shirene told me, I'm pushing myself too hard on earning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me to slow down my own pace and enjoy the 2 days book out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to do that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; am I able to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering if I'm really pushing myself too hard in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I starting to get too goal orientated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thinking cap is being set&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7155316673272282079?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7155316673272282079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7155316673272282079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7155316673272282079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7155316673272282079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/shirene-told-me-im-pushing-myself-too.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-6908253643291701708</id><published>2007-07-05T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:33:51.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is  totally burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that damn csm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that sat needs to go back to maju camp again.damn pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally my whole day, 10 am to 10pm is fully bk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just because of 1 sentence he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to cancel my frens meeting so as to ' clear off ' my tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed.Damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tml when he give us roll call, things will be different. I mean much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setbacks are supposed to make us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcome it dude.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I shall update a damn outdated entry.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 May&lt;br /&gt;Went dinner with my parents and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Mothers' Day and My birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really been quite long time since the last time I had my birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a simple birthday cake and yet its very special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feel nice to have a birthday cake on your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course,that's only when there's ppl dere to celebrate w you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they are the only one who celebrated. My family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The importance of feeling being appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have....a steamboat buffet. It wasn't cheap at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it wasn't very nice at all.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never go there again. I think the shop name is Coka.Something like that.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KBNEz2FI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KilCVk_0zo8/s1600-h/P1010135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KBNEz2FI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KilCVk_0zo8/s320/P1010135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083730570177140818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KPtEz2GI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GYEPT0OB0Ss/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KPtEz2GI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GYEPT0OB0Ss/s320/P1010137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083730819285244002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty jie jie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0Kg9Ez2HI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CmTxyxmMeUI/s1600-h/P1010138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0Kg9Ez2HI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CmTxyxmMeUI/s320/P1010138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731115637987442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caring Mother ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;\/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0JodEz2EI/AAAAAAAAAJc/x7Y6Usuv58E/s1600-h/P1010131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0JodEz2EI/AAAAAAAAAJc/x7Y6Usuv58E/s320/P1010131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083730144975378498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mothers' Day + Happy Birthdayssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KydEz2II/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B0gYdzgUWyM/s1600-h/P1010140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KydEz2II/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B0gYdzgUWyM/s320/P1010140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731416285698178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Understanding(aka nagging.oops =X) Daddy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;\/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0LCdEz2JI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2Lzk6B8hDrs/s1600-h/P1010141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0LCdEz2JI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2Lzk6B8hDrs/s320/P1010141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731691163605138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Li Family! =)&lt;br /&gt;Dad look a bit fierce...o.O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0JRdEz2DI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jhfJ8sPkwp4/s1600-h/P1010133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0JRdEz2DI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jhfJ8sPkwp4/s320/P1010133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083729749838387250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BlackForesssst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0LRdEz2KI/AAAAAAAAAKM/oUcjtjaLUXc/s1600-h/P1010142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0LRdEz2KI/AAAAAAAAAKM/oUcjtjaLUXc/s320/P1010142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731948861642914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Empty forest!lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realise that my blog has been quite picture-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this adds some colour to it. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-6908253643291701708?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/6908253643291701708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=6908253643291701708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6908253643291701708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6908253643291701708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Ro0KBNEz2FI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KilCVk_0zo8/s72-c/P1010135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-5103397967148880355</id><published>2007-07-04T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:57:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind almost burnt out while thinking of mole concept questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they study for the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand how tiring can teachers be when they want to amend some of the questions to a tougher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, its not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to think of a nice figure and solution at the same time isnt very easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially sci when there might be other ways of doing that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to think thoroughly enough so that they only can use the solution that you want to see.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like setting up obstacles, to converge ur enemy to only a specific travelling route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, I'm getting crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I change myself for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be less calculative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more considerate and caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. yah its true. more talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make full use of my every second of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I achieve that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning, goal and follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can achieve my goal of producing distinctions student via my hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run every weekend with my newly bought PTI singlet.and run like a PTI!LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my IPPT gold and SOC pass. which will earn me 3days off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim for the best. Believe in yourself. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With desire and faith, I can do it and I'll achieve the above mentioned goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-5103397967148880355?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/5103397967148880355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=5103397967148880355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/5103397967148880355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/5103397967148880355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/beat.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7488705494399909666</id><published>2007-07-02T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:01:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED TO SET PAPER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like setting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my job. my commitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT WASTE ANYMORE TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7488705494399909666?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7488705494399909666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7488705494399909666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7488705494399909666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7488705494399909666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/ah-need-to-set-paper-sians_02.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-567609916358421918</id><published>2007-07-01T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:28:05.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml bk in liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its a every week routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complain for e sake of complaining.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week STAY OUT!!WHOOOO~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can teach on weekdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite weird to wear uniform to their house. and..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun guard duty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. trade off lar huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feel that I'm pretty hopeless for driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. Still trying hard to control that damn clutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self motivation need to b activated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 mths to my 'D' levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work hard!I'll make it through on 1st try. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn how to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be less hot tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be as cool as before. Till nth much can affect my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours of slp starts from nw. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck lar lawrence. can u come back earlier. Im bored.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have lots of nice food place haven bring u go eat lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. byebyebyebyebeybeyebyebe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-567609916358421918?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/567609916358421918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=567609916358421918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/567609916358421918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/567609916358421918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/piang-tml-bk-in-liao-anyway-its-every.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-447105375364343592</id><published>2007-07-01T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:40:17.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt quite retarded today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually spent hours on A level questions.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to solve them like crashing an ant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I feel that My brain is moving on already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as dead as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then I realise the big difference between A level and O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to study O level stuff to teach O level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A levels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Don't say teach lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even have difficulty solving it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Shall slowly regain my power back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for my uni course. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 days pretty relax for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much programme and yet still I find that not enough time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan to run tml morn, but now is already like 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think can wake up to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, where's my self discipline?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to study!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cant. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 mths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other much challengin stuff other than army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the tough one . o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-447105375364343592?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/447105375364343592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=447105375364343592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/447105375364343592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/447105375364343592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/07/felt-quite-retarded-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3659954929471335819</id><published>2007-06-28T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:07:15.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty tight these few weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seems like, next 2 weekends i'll b pretty free in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'll want to enjoy the last few weekends of the year before I ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy, lets try the craziest thing we can ever do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that will set the best memory of year 2007!lol =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future is just like a moulding vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can either be the moulder to mould the desirable shape that you want or be the water which just takes the shape of the vase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's What my CO told us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It acts something like a *snip! and tell us, hey wake up your idea.&lt;br /&gt;( &amp;amp; yah, law, I still rem your reply. What idea?I don't even have an idea. wth -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that DEFINITELY don't apply to my current role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll use that after I ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, I shall start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than learning driving, earn some $$, what else can I do to catch up with the outside world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my electrical engineering course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its never too early to start preparation isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already spent around 25% of my life achieving nothing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably I just have another 25% more of my life to strive for something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone out there ask me which part of my life that I've the most regrets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say - My JC times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true that I had fun and did work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in some areas, I just didn't realise their important existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially table-tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a passion team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing a fool for the 1st year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when the most important times come, I can't be of much help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again, this memory keeps coming back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my A level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could have rocked the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't dare to dream big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've to move on and look towards the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to have a goal and dream big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be patient and ensure all of my students do well for their exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distinctions for A/E maths, Pure Physics and Chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass my driving test this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most imptly for nw, cherish those true friends who are worth to be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Friends are for life, but not friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3659954929471335819?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3659954929471335819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3659954929471335819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3659954929471335819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3659954929471335819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/06/pretty-tight-these-few-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-9074963437180866151</id><published>2007-06-17T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:22:11.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, a simple celebration will just clearly show how much your fren cares about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have used my off day more wisely next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have just have fun and not go around to look for things like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone is treating me like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember it for whole of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a true friend is as if finding a real treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because its priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-9074963437180866151?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/9074963437180866151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=9074963437180866151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/9074963437180866151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/9074963437180866151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-simple-celebration-will-just.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-4672483721139224559</id><published>2007-06-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:09:05.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What my dad said yesterday is really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ponder about it after throwing a temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you do, its really just about the mentality that you've.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success = desire + determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S = d1 + d2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along, I've certain wrong mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to be quiet at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to be bo chap when I know I can do something to it to make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; today, I dont want to talk about it just plainly because I don't want to scold you in front of yy.&lt;br /&gt;(because I know when I talk about it, I'll simply blow up and I'll be super crude to you) and today is an occasion when 4 of us hardly get a chance to get together and do some catching up. Neither do I don't dare to speak up.I  just don't want to spoil the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make it sound like its all your fault or make you look bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-4672483721139224559?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/4672483721139224559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=4672483721139224559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4672483721139224559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4672483721139224559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-my-dad-said-yesterday-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8855555264922052276</id><published>2007-06-15T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:04:56.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn pissed nw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super damn pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like life is going so not smooth for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ccb, that stupid fat idiot lady told me by tues the hp will b repaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL FUCKING TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL HAVEN RETURN TO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE WAD FUCKING EXCUSE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE WENT MEETING OUTSIDE AND DIN GET BACK TO OFFICE FOR THE FUCKING WHOLE WEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE THIS KIND OF LAME EXCUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I'M THE ONE TOKING TO HER, I'LL SURE KAN HER TILL SHE GOT NTH TO SAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE FUCKING SURE THAT SHE DUN RECEIVE THE MONEY FROM ME NEXT WEEK, ELSE I'LL TAKE MY PHONE BACK AND THROW THAT FUCKING 70 BUCKS ONTO HER FUCKING FAT FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A FUCKER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate ppl to break their promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 to 10 days of repair become 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knn ccb fucking hell bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her future son/grandson or grandchild sure got ass on their fucking face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering suffer for quite a bit in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bk out, tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only happy thing is to look forward to my return of my dear phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nw?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just becoz of that fucking ' i went out for meeting for the whole fucking week'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone still lying like a dead body in her fucking damn office which is filled w all incompetent brainless freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining heavily still ask us to keep the stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entirely wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even e slightest movement make my body feel chilled/cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care for soldiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate officers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only know how to tok and not work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're that pro, please, do a demonstration to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let we, the man and the specialists, see the power of the officers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please prove that all of you deserve the rank up on ur shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflicting orders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up we do double job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just becoz of the shoulder rank you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can this kind of force defend a country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant even plan properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civilians, this is what you'all pay for them. the blood sucker of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless, incompetent Planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are boiling my blood up to 10023058784239 kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;All these are so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my weekends, the one who are supposedly to plan, do not have any news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go out with other ppl den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you'all just think that I must be the one planning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope.not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a dog who always barks and say ' hey come out and have fun man.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8855555264922052276?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8855555264922052276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8855555264922052276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8855555264922052276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8855555264922052276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-damn-pissed-nw-super-damn-pissed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8357179272447209144</id><published>2007-06-10T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:34:53.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have not been updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too busy. Yes. Im really pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch law. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hair is DAMN LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which yy me n him went to law hse to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practically went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of Us finished 1 litre of absolute vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I really feel like drinking alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dumb can I be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink just because of 1 sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time got so drunk too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm not going to do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting crazy and fool around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll only want to get crazy. It feel sooo relieved.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pics but they're w lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time yah.I'll post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drunk faces of the 3 drunkards. hehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The week in camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiong. I thought ppl says when u're marching nearer to ur ord, ur life will gets easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. tts so opposite of what I'm experiencing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'm glad I'm not a pioneer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training and training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed track. 280kg. whoo. What a great week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week is going to be more marvellous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep in jungle.dreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this time will please the ppl up dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same word: BUSY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night went tuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat morn went back to ny to run w my guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my table-tennis team guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took pics again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Okay, we've to admit that we're photo whores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. it was damn funny during the pool times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law's weird idea is really damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall mention it when I get hold of the pictures. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04S3D BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Was pretty excited at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, I find that, out of a sudden, I don't know what to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I become more shy.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a bit weird actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, still tried to enjoy myself because I know, this is a rare chance to have.A rare gathering to gather with JC classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10Pm went to law's house. Yah again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole team went dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed overnight. Thanks Lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Its been such a long day till all of us are pretty tired after some slight drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost all of us KO after 230am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is just damn too packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I believed, all of us had fun!!=) Love ya guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially yy and yew boon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so on till they actually wake up at 4am like that to take cab home.Because they've to book in today at ard 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MAN!2 OF U ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. I shall say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF YOU ROCKS THIS DAMN EARTH!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Stall the engine 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid clutch.Pretty difficult to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the gd thing is my instructor actually allows me to drive to the main road on the 2nd lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying very hard to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition.(yes. AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly slpt throughout the lesson.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully that I'm teaching moles concept today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needa do alot of practices, so I've time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then replied mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml go in. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im TIRED OF ARRANGING MEETINGS.CCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL WASH MY HANDS OFF FROM NW ONWARDS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8357179272447209144?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8357179272447209144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8357179272447209144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8357179272447209144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8357179272447209144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/06/have-not-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-730817487093728687</id><published>2007-06-01T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:52:57.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel that now, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels damn horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I've to take up the full responsibility that what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just plainly all my fault which causes all these to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ever thought that pull up can help me to relieve almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, it proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its simply useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till yy accompanied me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want all these to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I didn't say that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That few words actually just tarnish everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really feel....uncared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't you ever just ask 'why do you sound so sian?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it very hard to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when I got frustrated then you just ask me once.Just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like I'm asking you to ask me that question isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you're feeling troubled too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm too selfish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I really apologise for that if that's the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I really care for my friend, I'll just ask him/her again few hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I just expected too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I demand too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect returns too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these tarnish everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sounds as if I'm some pussies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a human. Even though I'm a guy, I still need care and concern. I'm not some robots who just work logically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least some frens of mine, when they ask, I really can sense that they ask me purely just because they care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least, yy made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even till now, whenever I have receive any sms, I really hope that its from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate to just end it like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about it in a much calm manner, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That might be one of the solutions to this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what's the problem with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, maybe you know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't walk out of that damn circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend ask me this previously long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What makes you feel so even after years?Especially when things have not even happen?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sets a thinking cap isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I've not tried to get out of the circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried doing so many other things in order to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even trying to hang out with different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up, I got bounced back into the same damn circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the worst thing is, the circle is getting smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept meeting the same problem again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying ways and ways to handle it but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What yy said is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to really learn how to handle emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's to say, I have absolute zero EQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I shall really smack myself once again to wake myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ever learn this,' Love people around you without expecting any returns.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Genuine Heart Touches People.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Guess the only good things that happen today is my student actually ask for a change of tuition time to sunday and Lawrence is coming back in 4 hours time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, I really have no idea how am I going to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man, I'm entering my ston-ing state again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps, smoke.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-730817487093728687?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/730817487093728687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=730817487093728687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/730817487093728687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/730817487093728687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/06/heartache.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-2118764354717379092</id><published>2007-05-30T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:32:12.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I were blue, would you be there for me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And whisper in my ears that's okay,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance with me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And never look back...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you be there..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;If I will wait, would you still think of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;And wished that you could hold me now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;All the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you say that you'll always be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;To kiss my pain away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be there,&lt;br /&gt;To kiss my pain away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Would you be there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-2118764354717379092?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/2118764354717379092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=2118764354717379092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2118764354717379092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2118764354717379092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-i-were-blue-would-you-be-there-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3513787145164580180</id><published>2007-05-29T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:14:33.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling much better just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like that feeling is coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran from my hse to J8. back and fro w 150 jumping jacks, 60 pumpings and 60 sit ups, and some duck jumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel its not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I decide not to continue because I know its not going to work very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank 100 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was like so shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably feeling even better than having sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. okay, guess all of u will like diaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks tim for accompanying me to run though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'll be like some idiots running along the road alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, toking abt running along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been against this idea because it will shorten your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I still do it.Sometimes, I feel that I'm pretty weird as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching Bishan Stadium, I wanna do pull up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the pull up bar is locked up.sads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I dont wan to do pull up, pull up bar is all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wan to do, it disappear into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How irritating can that be.Almost wanted to break through the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, ran back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I guess I just have to concentrate on my students and earn more money. that's all and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xy was right afterall. Given my character, I simply can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all, I shall not be a fool any more.Its way too enough.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Today met up w xy and hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE ICE BREAKER CAME ALONG TOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lol, xm.. this is for ur beloved to see de!wahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was a short meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;get to communicate much also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, we've nth much to tok abt or rather, we're really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a piece of advice, never slp late when u knw that u're going out w beloved frens on the next following day.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do hope that, ' Hey Ice breaker! nice to meet you man~' makes you feel more comfortable with us.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for doing that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love to ji siao. lala.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone of you ever wonder why most of the adults love kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What actually draws us towards them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its their purity and innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what we're lacking of isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I guess we know we 'can't' possess that because the world is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tts my perspective. The world is evil.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Love this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;恋爱症候群&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%BB%C6%CA%E6%BF%A1"&gt;黄舒俊&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%D1%E3%B6%C9%BA%AE%CC%B6"&gt;雁渡寒潭&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="unnamed3" style="padding: 5px; float: right; width: 240px; margin-right: 10px; line-height: 30px;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/lrcdw.gif" style="padding-right: 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/&gt;没有一个人可以免疫&lt;br /&gt;有些专家学者研究后相信&lt;br /&gt;恋爱是内分泌失调所引起&lt;br /&gt;却有别人认为恋爱属于过滤性簿&lt;br /&gt;像感冒无药可救但会自动痊愈&lt;br /&gt;不管你同不同意&lt;br /&gt;自古到今许多例子证明&lt;br /&gt;恋爱不但是一种病态&lt;br /&gt;它还可能是一种变态&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一般发病后的初期反应&lt;br /&gt;会开始改变一些生活习性&lt;br /&gt;洗澡洗得特别干净刷牙刷得特别用力&lt;br /&gt;半夜里爬起来弹钢琴&lt;br /&gt;有人每天站在阳台对路人傻笑&lt;br /&gt;有人突然疯疯癫癫突然很安静&lt;br /&gt;有人一脸痴呆对著镜子咬著指甲打喷嚏&lt;br /&gt;有人对小狗骂三字经&lt;br /&gt;女人开始改变发型&lt;br /&gt;男人开始每天练著哑铃&lt;br /&gt;食欲不振歇斯底里四肢萎缩神经过敏发抖&lt;br /&gt;抽筋都出现在这时期&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;随著病情越来越变本加厉&lt;br /&gt;人会变得格外敏感勇敢和恶心&lt;br /&gt;写的唱的说的都像天才诗人一般才华洋溢&lt;br /&gt;愈肉麻愈觉得有趣&lt;br /&gt;有人恋爱之后每天躲在厕所哭泣&lt;br /&gt;有人开记者会宣布恋爱的消息&lt;br /&gt;有人总是喜欢两个人躲在黑漆漆的地方&lt;br /&gt;像做了不可告人的事情&lt;br /&gt;每天忙著算命&lt;br /&gt;挖空心思改变自己配合对方的习性&lt;br /&gt;把每天都当作记念日&lt;br /&gt;把自己当作记念品&lt;br /&gt;每天漫无目的腻在一起&lt;br /&gt;言不及意也决得好有趣&lt;br /&gt;走著坐著躺著趴著都行影不离&lt;br /&gt;像是两人三脚又像连体婴&lt;br /&gt;心里想的只有爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;也不管家里米缸有没有米&lt;br /&gt;也不管路上有人示威抗议&lt;br /&gt;只管爱你&lt;br /&gt;心里想的只有爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;也不管海峡两岸统一问题&lt;br /&gt;也不管埃塞俄比亚多少难民&lt;br /&gt;只管爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;经过一段轰轰烈烈热恋时期&lt;br /&gt;不久就会开始渐渐痊愈&lt;br /&gt;两人开始互相厌倦互相攻击对方缺点&lt;br /&gt;所有甜言蜜语都随风而去&lt;br /&gt;然后开始从错觉和误解中清醒&lt;br /&gt;惊讶自己为何如此不聪明&lt;br /&gt;为了爱情不顾一切&lt;br /&gt;不顾父母朋友姐妹兄弟&lt;br /&gt;开始感到后悔不已&lt;br /&gt;然后开始感到疲惫沉闷气喘心悸牙痛头痛梦呓&lt;br /&gt;然后是精神不济瞳孔放大脾气暴躁四肢麻痹&lt;br /&gt;终于受不了要分离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然结果颇令人伤心&lt;br /&gt;了解之后也没什么了不起&lt;br /&gt;爱情终究是握不住的云&lt;br /&gt;只是我想要告诉你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我落寞的岁月里&lt;br /&gt;你的温柔解脱我的孤寂&lt;br /&gt;带给我深深的狂喜&lt;br /&gt;如此颤动著我的心灵&lt;br /&gt;轻轻诉说爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;不管黑夜或是黎明&lt;br /&gt;不管梦中或是清醒&lt;br /&gt;深深爱你&lt;br /&gt;我要对你说爱你爱你爱你爱你&lt;br /&gt;不管黑夜或是黎明&lt;br /&gt;不管梦中或是清醒&lt;br /&gt;深深爱你&lt;br /&gt;多么幸福&lt;br /&gt;让我遇见你&lt;br /&gt;呜...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3513787145164580180?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3513787145164580180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3513787145164580180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3513787145164580180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3513787145164580180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-from-running.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-6059343770110392712</id><published>2007-05-28T09:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:13:29.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i left few mins b4 i havta get my ass out of this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading thru my another blog just nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started to laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No particular reason why I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, I tink I'm foolish at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, he's back...gonna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-6059343770110392712?l=real-emotionss.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-9408473.post-6130362480999709440</id><published>2007-05-23T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:31:19.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, Im back at home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is the very sai kang and shit day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 6km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya it wasnt a very long distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ran like Im going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, I can never finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night went to 2.4km run alone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, 10:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gold timing of 9:44!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train harder, don't ever let yourself down again yah.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when I can book out, went for a supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western food is quite alright only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken chop rice at my camp canteen is nicer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, today the bus make me feel the importance of 5 secs time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ran pass me when we're like just 2 m away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I miss that bloody bus, I've to bring a small little indian girl(because she ran out of her house) to the nearest police station which requires 15 mins of walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing smart 4 to walk around like a fool certainly doesn't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know where is the nearest police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the passer-bys are pretty helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uncle still ask me,' what have you done to this little girl?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both hands raise up and replied,' Nothing, she just lost her way uncle.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;.........wtf, uncle, if you ever serve NS, why would I touch a small little girl when I can go home and enjoy my book out time?Totally senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the worst thing is, that bloody uncle address me as UNCLE infront of that little girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. Im an UNCLE now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't he see my rank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its obviously Im still far away from being an uncle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an irritating day I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Im selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its hard to strike a good balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp when ppl ard u doesn't seems to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, I have to admit that I'm a bastard.haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bastard alone life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget to add this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go to that damn cursed place anymore!argh. sai kang place.lol~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-6130362480999709440?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/6130362480999709440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=6130362480999709440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6130362480999709440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6130362480999709440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/surprisingly-im-back-at-home-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-6988309401351051912</id><published>2007-05-20T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:05:52.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got lots of things to blog abt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, not really alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but quite a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Im just purely lazy to type it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna say now is, I've a tough job now, and that is to suppress all those desires within myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to do that before I go crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd June. I'm waiting for that date to arrive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-6988309401351051912?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/6988309401351051912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=6988309401351051912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6988309401351051912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6988309401351051912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-lots-of-things-to-blog-abt-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-4657244470871270893</id><published>2007-05-17T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:10:18.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally Im free for this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Im bloody free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yet, I've nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep complaining of no time for myself during weekends in e past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've e time for myself and yet i've no programmmmmeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How irritating can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yah, how to upload song onto a blogggieEEEEEEE!!???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, can anyone pls help me w dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a noob.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-4657244470871270893?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/4657244470871270893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=4657244470871270893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4657244470871270893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4657244470871270893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-im-free-for-this-weekend-yes-im.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-4696899942093692254</id><published>2007-05-13T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:17:48.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Finishing the journey,                      overcoming the bad emotions with good emotions, is more                      important than pondering on why we are going to the                      destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Ah girl, imagine this: One day, your dream guy has just                      dated you out. On that day, when you are on the way to meet                      him and had reached the bus stop, it rained. You did bring                      an umbrella, though. Should you be feeling happy that you                      brought out an umbrella, or angry that it rained on a hot                      date which wetted your heels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Ah girl, many people will feel angry because there are 365                      days a year; why rain on that particular day when you had a                      hot date? But we should be happy. Be happy that we brought                      an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Because,                      ah girl, when it rained, millions of people are affected.                      Yet you’re just the few who brought an umbrella. You can                      choose to curse the rain, or you can choose to bless your                      luck. It’s your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many ppl out dere can have such thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I lost my appetite today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went gym, I cant even run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KO after 1.2km run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly vomited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great difference between the last run of finishing 2.4km in 10 mins and the run just nw which I cant even finish 2.4km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How weak can I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just all because of my mental barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I read stories online just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to feel tat why should I be so calculative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shldnt it be the case where I just be a little nicer and carry on w my life happily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who are beside you aren't going to be forever there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why not just cherish them while you can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've much more things to learn so as to really grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what 'grow up' really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of learning.&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/9408473-4696899942093692254?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/4696899942093692254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=4696899942093692254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4696899942093692254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4696899942093692254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/finishing-journey-overcoming-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7753519228011753641</id><published>2007-05-13T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:32:18.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its always been the case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the technician and I'm always the faulty computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been trying hard to repair the faults via e-mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand and I wanted to use your methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clear off the bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But rest assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll clear off those irritating bugs asap. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoz even a computer dont like having bugs within itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7753519228011753641?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7753519228011753641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7753519228011753641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7753519228011753641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7753519228011753641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-always-been-case-youre-technician.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-6903892413305969726</id><published>2007-05-13T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:44:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Style is Agape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourlovestylequiz/agape.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner.&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare.&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to sacrfice your world for your sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you.&lt;br /&gt;For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love.&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/whatsyourlovestylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh? Is it tat true?lol.&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/9408473-6903892413305969726?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/6903892413305969726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=6903892413305969726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6903892413305969726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6903892413305969726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-love-style-is-agape-you-are-caring.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7849334768166401773</id><published>2007-05-13T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:32:16.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.I feel like bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving myself a freaking tight slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, a BIG tight slap.*smack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; scold myself, hey u, stop being an irritating ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even stand myself, who can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday got a off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had 3 days for weekend this week~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels so shuang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tml going back. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outfield!!!!!! for 4 days 3 nights. *pengs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm! next weekend is coming, after next, there'll b another, and 2june will b coming!!whhhoooooooooooooooooooo~~~~~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a mad ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to tink of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din really make full use of my 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But spent quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni fees lar dude. control urself~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ya, yesterday went to buy a new shirt.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradicting freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 of my dearest fren's birthday gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is quite a great achievement for me to do dat within a day which is my off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see dudes, i spent my off day looking present for u'all k!lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u'all will like it even though, its just some commercial stuffs.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went out w glenn n yy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been some great gathering or i dun knw how to call it, perhaps a meet up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Im so glad dat glenn has such a wonderful mum who can take a stand which regard her son as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YY parents dont as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do ur parents have such a stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya law, I knw u're going to shout out loud dat ur mum do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, I knw dat alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but count urself lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us dont have such nice parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we knw, they care alot for us, they love us alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're not children forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of u will say, ' why expect them to understand u when u dun even try to go and understand dem?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, perhaps Im selfish or something like dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just dun like the feeling of being controlled in some way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the feeling in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time go breakfast is also fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing call as freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, tts the word I'm looking for. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;unless I'm willing to b controlled.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Even dat's so, I still dun feel like I'm 20. I still feel dat Im as bai chi as 18.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7849334768166401773?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7849334768166401773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7849334768166401773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7849334768166401773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7849334768166401773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7712838772214941014</id><published>2007-05-10T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:55:19.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im tired mentally.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But What i wanna say nw is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to put urself in other ppl's shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its never easy to feel what a person feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz u're not him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to myself!lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks those who have spent 5 cents sms to sms me and wish me great wishes for 9May when Im still in camp. lol. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THANKS DDDUUUUDDEEESSSSSSS~~!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KO, sleeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7712838772214941014?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7712838772214941014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7712838772214941014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7712838772214941014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7712838772214941014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-tired-mentally.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-9217310583856945663</id><published>2007-05-05T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:46:45.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I tell myself that i really shld dislike you.&lt;br /&gt;It's not even stop liking you, it's detest you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe on my part it's wishful thinking but please you plant the potential i see in it okay.&lt;br /&gt;Time and again.&lt;br /&gt;I get all the shit and you dont.&lt;br /&gt;I speak up for you and you dont.&lt;br /&gt;You pretend like nothing's happened.&lt;br /&gt;Like always.&lt;br /&gt;Yeayea, youre best at acting oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;Then you ask the most obvious quesions when you jolly well know the ans yourself and when i tell you what's not the truth you happily believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you read me like a book and you cant even tell when i'm obviously not happy with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yea becos it's so hard ta be angry at you.&lt;br /&gt;How you do it i have no idea either.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you doing this ta us.&lt;br /&gt;You're hurting everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know why im getting so worked up.&lt;br /&gt;I really shld get you outta my head soon.&lt;br /&gt;As much as i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way i can carry on with my very happy life.&lt;br /&gt;You make me the happiest and the most miserable person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Like how do you do it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so convenient. Its from evon's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just speak up all my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice to have such an expressive ppl to have same feelings as me.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din mean to do dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knw both of us wont feel gd, in fact, awkward and bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I just feel lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not able to cover myself up and tok to u nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw what's in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student had done pretty well. A2 for my test despite the fact dat I amend some of the questions to tougher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den why am I still unhappy w his performance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit dat I was bit agitated just nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its really, he could have done better if he memorise all the definitions. yah, ONLY IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLowly lar dude. Relax, he'll do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the MRT ride home, I saw some girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arent pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they produce some X factor thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is the most impt thing is how one present oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being optimistic and cheerful is always the key isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how gd looking u're, if u look fucking sian and screwed up, no one will dare to come near u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess dat's Im lacking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fucking sian look on my face everytime.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile dude, its not the end of the world yet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been complaining of how sucky my place is. Or rather, my pltn mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like saying out some of the names who are really damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAN KIAN TONG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bloody idiot fucker who is currently under depression illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday slp in bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fucker who says, ' LRI is none of his business!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I dun knw how to service vehicle lei, how to help.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till JIe hao say, ' If u really wan to help, u can learn.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I dun knw how to service lei. do labour work only lor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, and always slp in bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake him up like waking up a dead corpse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he wake up, den give dat kind of FUCKING BLUR LOOK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like slapping him and say, ' CCB, FALL IN LIAO LAR, SLP SLP SLP. MUZ AS WELL GO N DIE. CAN SLP ETERNITY!.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not as if he go outfield and become shag and give that lookk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slp in the bunk also shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to do stuff and come back to see him slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do till so jialet, when the specs ask him to help. den he give such CB comments as stated above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAN KIAN TONG, WHAT U KNW?ONLY KNW HOW TO COMPLAIN TO PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U THIS FUCKING USELESS GUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE STILL HAVE A GF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS GIRL DEFINITELY LOVE USELESS GUY =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the WORST THING IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM IN THE SAME BUNK AS HIM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i getting so reactive over such CB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant I just b as unreactive as b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as bo chap as b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this happens during my JC time, I sure dun even care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do I bother nw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAAAAAAPPPPPSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit always happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shits are always ard me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in a shit hole nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SIR, DEPRESSION~~~'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucker.&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/9408473-9217310583856945663?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/9217310583856945663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=9217310583856945663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/9217310583856945663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/9217310583856945663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/sometimes-i-tell-myself-that-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8189330292721846290</id><published>2007-05-01T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T21:39:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever wonder...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ppl tend to keep more things within themselves as they grow older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Ya. It happen to me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Im trying to devise a logical explanation which maybe none of u agrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one grow older, one is supposed to knw more (i.e, shld knw how to solve it as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dat happens, one will have less tendency to open his/her golden mouth to ask for help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, it gets tougher for ppl ard to knw and help the person in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army guys' eng sux. Pardon me for the HORRIBLE sentence structure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like when Im in JC, whenever I've some problem, I'll have no 'paiseh' feeling to step out and tok to yy abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw, I feel..dat I shldnt even tok abt it. Coz the matter is alr history for years &amp;amp; partially, I feel like I dun even wan to mention abt the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I shld b able to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. The game of discover oneself is always so hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even for myself, I used to tink I knw myself well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I love to listen to fren's problems.&amp;amp; i'll b interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw, though I still love to do the same thing,but I become passive, I wait for ppl to come up to me and say, 'hey dude, can I lend ur shoulder/ear for some time?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw, even I myself, finds that I'm a total mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out w NYTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feels gd to just see dem even when I'm mentally tired &amp;amp; have nth much to say at some moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very end of the outing, after zq board the bus, I walked alone. To the very last bus stop of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking and listening to mp3 at the same time, that stretch of place below the mrt track certainly mesmerise me of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see myself lying on the bench. Feeling sad and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B4 reaching the last bus stop, 162 came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran like a mad dog, still, I cant catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its fate I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much hardwork u put in, the work done is always zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a heart which I cant touch for the entire of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit while Panting at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can see, both of us walked happily to ur house bus stop to wait for bus 55.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see, how I used to wait for u at the bus stop to go sch even though I din arrange to meet u at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see, how I ignore u at the same bus stop when I cant handle my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl says time will heal everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another saying is, time will numb one's wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What abt mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like time have not been doing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, when the day will come?The day when things will finally go smooth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8189330292721846290?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8189330292721846290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8189330292721846290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8189330292721846290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8189330292721846290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-you-ever-wonder_01.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7829274540802836082</id><published>2007-04-29T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:19:56.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sweet words are easy to say,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet things are easy 2 buy,&lt;br /&gt;But sweet people are difficult to find.&lt;br /&gt;Life ends when U stop dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Hope ends when U stop believing,&lt;br /&gt;Love ends when U stop caring,&lt;br /&gt;Friendship ends when U stop sharing.&lt;br /&gt;So share this with whom ever U&lt;br /&gt;consider a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love without condition,&lt;br /&gt;To talk without intention,&lt;br /&gt;To give without reason,&lt;br /&gt;And to care without expectation&lt;br /&gt;is the heart of a true friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, I suddenly feel that Life, Hope, Love and Friendship end for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making some self-reflection. I guess &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just become more selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it in a nicer manner, I just want to protect myself from any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear of getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is, my ideology changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need to spend some time and think abt myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If majority of the ppl ard u treat u harshly, den there muz b something wrong w ur personality.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree w dat totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; looking from another pt of view, I do tink dat there's something wrong w my personality.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;其实还爱你歌词：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作词：阿沁 作曲：阿沁 编曲：陈飞午&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我讨厌　阴天的风&lt;br /&gt;冷得那么刺痛&lt;br /&gt;只有你 能够抚平所有的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;昨天的风筝在角落&lt;br /&gt;被谁丢到了路口&lt;br /&gt;我很不想让你找到离开的理由&lt;br /&gt;每一夜　闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;我看到了恶梦&lt;br /&gt;你微笑　但是旁边的人不是我&lt;br /&gt;天空切开一道裂缝&lt;br /&gt;直接割到我心中&lt;br /&gt;不想装作脆弱&lt;br /&gt;也不想爱得懦弱&lt;br /&gt;其实我非常爱你不想失去你&lt;br /&gt;难道我没有权利说我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;你给了他的吻&lt;br /&gt;虽然只有余温&lt;br /&gt;可知道我多渴望抓住你的心&lt;br /&gt;我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心&lt;br /&gt;我每天假装开心害怕你离去&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里　最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里　最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%D5%C5%C9%D8%BA%AD"&gt;张韶涵&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%B5%E7%CA%D3%D4%AD%C9%F9%B4%F8+%2D+%CE%DD%B6%A5%C9%CF"&gt;电视原声带 - 屋顶上&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;演唱:张韵涵&lt;br /&gt;张韶涵-&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开不会太悲伤&lt;br /&gt;有些心情该释放&lt;br /&gt;直到眼泪它自己落下&lt;br /&gt;才发现骗不了自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在学着去遗忘&lt;br /&gt;躲开有你的地方&lt;br /&gt;回忆被谁放在书架上&lt;br /&gt;把他从最高的地方落下&lt;br /&gt;感动越是深刻&lt;br /&gt;寂寞就越伤人喔&lt;br /&gt;每个人的心里都&lt;br /&gt;会有一段伤痕&lt;br /&gt;像白纸的天真&lt;br /&gt;仿佛被你伤得好深&lt;br /&gt;相爱不需要理由&lt;br /&gt;离开也没有理由挽留&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 songs really voice out my true feelings and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, it make me feel so back to e past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fond and yet harsh memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我非常爱你不想失去你&lt;br /&gt;难道我没有权利说我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Toking abt memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone of u ever wonder, why digital cameras are getting more popular  or widely used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its becoz everyone is having too fast paced life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are only stored in the photos n brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RjSoTW5gtyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ma_R1_pV9c8/s1600-h/03122005%28002%29%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RjSoTW5gtyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ma_R1_pV9c8/s320/03122005%28002%29%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058853331961689890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl began to use cameras to snapshot their impt moments becoz a smile like dat will always stay on the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is dat a gd way of remembering all ur fond memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or shld human slow down their pace of life and enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I feel is, if I can, I'll want to slow down and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go places like Australia where the lifestyle is so relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath in the nice breeze air instead of the carbon monoxide/dioxide gas from the car exhaust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice will it be man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nw, I'm like a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAF is my horse rider, forcing me to move w a belt, whacking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the norm pessimistic thoughts dat I always have on my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're some gd news too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man! i PASSED my advance theory on the 1st attempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually its nth great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But considering dat I've failed basic b4. its a happy occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally can start to learn driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Class 3A license, I'm coming! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gd news is, one of my student actually score A2 for my test!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, bit stunning. Guess I've to review my own test paper. Perhaps Its too easy.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next test wont be dat easy. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partial Gd news is my csm ask me to buy a new lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after spending 74 bucks, I dun have to sign extra. *praaaaayyyysssss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den it will make the 74 bucks spent worthwhile isnt it?=)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY LAWRENCE!! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;COME BACK SOON FOR UR PRESENT( FROM ME N LYY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7829274540802836082?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7829274540802836082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7829274540802836082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7829274540802836082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7829274540802836082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-words-are-easy-to-say-sweet_29.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RjSoTW5gtyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ma_R1_pV9c8/s72-c/03122005%28002%29%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-1617379479587334246</id><published>2007-04-29T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:18:18.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sweet words are easy to say,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet things are easy 2 buy,&lt;br /&gt;But sweet people are difficult to find.&lt;br /&gt;Life ends when U stop dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Hope ends when U stop believing,&lt;br /&gt;Love ends when U stop caring,&lt;br /&gt;Friendship ends when U stop sharing.&lt;br /&gt;So share this with whom ever U&lt;br /&gt;consider a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love without condition,&lt;br /&gt;To talk without intention,&lt;br /&gt;To give without reason,&lt;br /&gt;And to care without expectation&lt;br /&gt;is the heart of a true friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, I suddenly feel that Life, Hope, Love and Friendship end for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making some self-reflection. I guess &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just become more selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it in a nicer manner, I just want to protect myself from any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear of getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is, my ideology changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need to spend some time and think abt myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If majority of the ppl ard u treat u harshly, den there muz b something wrong w ur personality.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree w dat totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; looking from another pt of view, I do tink dat there's something wrong w my personality.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;其实还爱你歌词：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作词：阿沁 作曲：阿沁 编曲：陈飞午&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我讨厌　阴天的风&lt;br /&gt;冷得那么刺痛&lt;br /&gt;只有你 能够抚平所有的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;昨天的风筝在角落&lt;br /&gt;被谁丢到了路口&lt;br /&gt;我很不想让你找到离开的理由&lt;br /&gt;每一夜　闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;我看到了恶梦&lt;br /&gt;你微笑　但是旁边的人不是我&lt;br /&gt;天空切开一道裂缝&lt;br /&gt;直接割到我心中&lt;br /&gt;不想装作脆弱&lt;br /&gt;也不想爱得懦弱&lt;br /&gt;其实我非常爱你不想失去你&lt;br /&gt;难道我没有权利说我不愿意&lt;br /&gt;你给了他的吻&lt;br /&gt;虽然只有余温&lt;br /&gt;可知道我多渴望抓住你的心&lt;br /&gt;我知道他很爱你你怕他伤心&lt;br /&gt;我每天假装开心害怕你离去&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里　最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;br /&gt;可不可以任性&lt;br /&gt;求求你不要去&lt;br /&gt;藏在我心里　最后一句&lt;br /&gt;其实还爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%D5%C5%C9%D8%BA%AD"&gt;张韶涵&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%B5%E7%CA%D3%D4%AD%C9%F9%B4%F8+%2D+%CE%DD%B6%A5%C9%CF"&gt;电视原声带 - 屋顶上&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;演唱:张韵涵&lt;br /&gt;张韶涵-&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开不会太悲伤&lt;br /&gt;有些心情该释放&lt;br /&gt;直到眼泪它自己落下&lt;br /&gt;才发现骗不了自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;其实很爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在学着去遗忘&lt;br /&gt;躲开有你的地方&lt;br /&gt;回忆被谁放在书架上&lt;br /&gt;把他从最高的地方落下&lt;br /&gt;感动越是深刻&lt;br /&gt;寂寞就越伤人喔&lt;br /&gt;每个人的心里都&lt;br /&gt;会有一段伤痕&lt;br /&gt;像白纸的天真&lt;br /&gt;仿佛被你伤得好深&lt;br /&gt;相爱不需要理由&lt;br /&gt;离开也没有理由挽留&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 songs really voice out my true feelings and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, it make me feel so back to e past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fond and yet harsh memories.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Toking abt memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone of u ever wonder, why digital cameras are getting more popular  or widely used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its becoz everyone is having too fast paced life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are only stored in the photos n brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RjSoTW5gtyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ma_R1_pV9c8/s1600-h/03122005%28002%29%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RjSoTW5gtyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ma_R1_pV9c8/s320/03122005%28002%29%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058853331961689890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl began to use cameras to snapshot their impt moments becoz a smile like dat will always stay on the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is dat a gd way of remembering all ur fond memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or shld human slow down their pace of life and enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I feel is, if I can, I'll want to slow down and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go places like Australia where the lifestyle is so relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath in the nice breeze air instead of the carbon monoxide/dioxide gas from the car exhaust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice will it be man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Nw, I'm like a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAF is my horse rider, forcing me to move w a belt, whacking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the norm pessimistic thoughts dat I always have on my blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're some gd news too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man! i PASSED my advance theory on the 1st attempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually its nth great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But considering dat I've failed basic b4. its a happy occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally can start to learn driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, Class 3A license, I'm coming! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gd news is, one of my student actually score A2 for my test!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, bit stunning. Guess I've to review my own test paper. Perhaps Its too easy.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next test wont be dat easy. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partial Gd news is my csm ask me to buy a new lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after spending 74 bucks, I dun have to sign extra. *praaaaayyyysssss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den it will make the 74 bucks spent worthwhile isnt it?=)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp; &amp; &amp;amp;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY LAWRENCE!! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;COME BACK SOON FOR UR PRESENT( FROM ME N LYY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-1617379479587334246?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/1617379479587334246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=1617379479587334246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/1617379479587334246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/1617379479587334246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-words-are-easy-to-say-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RjSoTW5gtyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ma_R1_pV9c8/s72-c/03122005%28002%29%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8847217491946571371</id><published>2007-04-28T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:49:39.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is so going downhill for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess gonna sign extra next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? Coz I lost a key......~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So careless of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad my dad said is correct. I'm too used to misplacing my stuffs alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? Just pray hard that CSM will only give me 1 extra or pay for the new locks ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking on the other side, it make me realise dat, actually, there're ppl who cares and willing to help me when I'm in some trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks eugene, jie hao, my specs and PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said this from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a fucking key at night all ard  isnt a fun thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very irritating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried finding all the possible places, yet stilll to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I knw there are ppl who are willing to help me to find the stupid key at night when its suppose to be admin time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better. Seriously. Even I've to sign extra, I wont feel as lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though none of dem will read this coz none of dem knw I've a blog, but hope my well wishes will reach to dem, somehow in one way or another. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being unlucky for almost few mths, this week is damn hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing servicing is alr physically draining, doing paper work is mentally draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALmost every night I can lie on my bed at 2230. Yah, working non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yet, its still not finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope dat Monday can finish, becoz Wednesday is LRI!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night shooting is terrible. Or else my section shld b able to get marksman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I stop mentioning abt the life inside dere?haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7feb 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more mths to go dude. Hang oN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can open up my mind and enjoy army life, it'll b great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the prob is, I seems like I cant even enjoy a civilian life fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah sssssslllllllleeeeeeeeepppp~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8847217491946571371?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8847217491946571371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8847217491946571371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8847217491946571371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8847217491946571371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-is-so-going-downhill-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3957365767616563391</id><published>2007-04-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:55:25.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer One:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On The OutsideName : Patrick&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date : 9th May 1987&lt;br /&gt;Current status : Single&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : Black&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour : Black&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty : Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Two :On The Inside&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage : Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears : myself&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness : low self-esteem i guess and introvet&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza : Hawaiian pizza from Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Three :Yesterday, Today , Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your Thoughts First thing when I wake up : I wanna sleep&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime : Not fixed. Sleep when I want to b4 2230 for weekdays&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory : JC days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Four : Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King : Burger King&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates : Single&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : NIKE&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea : Tea..&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappucino or Coffee : can choose nil?haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Five : Do You..&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : No&lt;br /&gt;Curse: Sometimes...or maybe often coz the place I'm in nw&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : Of cos!!&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : Yes&lt;br /&gt;Think you’ve been in love: yah, definitely. More of one-sided I guess?lol&lt;br /&gt;Go to school : Yes&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : yah,  dreamt of it.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : Not really&lt;br /&gt;Think you’re a health freak : eh. alrite ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Six : In The Past Month&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol : Drinking nw&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : No&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Seven : Have You Ever..&lt;br /&gt;Played A Stripping Game : No&lt;br /&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In : No idea, but guess to a certain extent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eight : Age&lt;br /&gt;You’re Hoping To Be Married : b4 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Nine : In a Girl/Guy&lt;br /&gt;Best Eye Colour : Black&lt;br /&gt;Best Hair Colour : Black&lt;br /&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair : anything if she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Ten : What Were You Doing&lt;br /&gt;1 Min Ago : Doing this taggie&lt;br /&gt;1 Hour Ago : at home watChin tv&lt;br /&gt;4.5 Hours Ago : at marina waiting for parade to start&lt;br /&gt;1 Month Ago : in damn camp&lt;br /&gt;1 Year Ago: Just enlisted for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eleven : Finish The Sentence&lt;br /&gt;I Love : my family and maybe still u&lt;br /&gt;I Feel : tired and dun wan to go back tml but still I've to.whoo!&lt;br /&gt;I Hate : lies!so dun ever try to lie to me. or else u'll die under my hands. U're e very lucky one&lt;br /&gt;how i wish sometimes I can do something to u but still dun bear to&lt;br /&gt;I Hide : my pain&lt;br /&gt;I Need : happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man. I'm so bo liao till do such survey.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, i back tml.0730&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/9408473-3957365767616563391?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3957365767616563391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3957365767616563391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3957365767616563391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3957365767616563391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/layer-one-on-outsidename-patrick-birth.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8847094525775890528</id><published>2007-04-22T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:42:36.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its such a surprise that My tears still roll down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%CB%EF%D1%E0%D7%CB"&gt;孙燕姿&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%C4%E6%B9%E2"&gt;逆光&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="unnamed3" style="padding: 5px; float: right; width: 240px; margin-right: 10px; line-height: 30px;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/lrcdw.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://202.108.23.172/tl?filename=/lrc/671/%E6%88%91%E6%80%80%E5%BF%B5%E7%9A%84-%E5%AD%99%E7%87%95%E5%A7%BF.lrc"&gt;LRC歌词&lt;/a&gt; &lt;sup&gt;HOT&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?word=%CE%D2%BB%B3%C4%EE%B5%C4&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728" target="_blank"&gt;搜索 "我怀念的"mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/print.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return ow(this)" href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyricp&amp;word=%CE%D2%BB%B3%C4%EE&amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;rn=1&amp;pn=0" target="_blank"&gt;打印预览&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  作词:姚若龙作曲:李偲菘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我问为什么&lt;br /&gt;那女孩传简讯给我&lt;br /&gt;而你为什么&lt;br /&gt;不解释低着头沉默&lt;br /&gt;我该相信你很爱我&lt;br /&gt;不愿意敷衍我&lt;br /&gt;还是明白&lt;br /&gt;你已不想挽回什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想问为什么&lt;br /&gt;我不再是你的快乐&lt;br /&gt;可是为什么&lt;br /&gt;却苦笑说我都懂了&lt;br /&gt;自尊常常将人拖着&lt;br /&gt;把爱都走曲折&lt;br /&gt;假装了解是怕&lt;br /&gt;真相太赤裸裸&lt;br /&gt;狼狈比失去难受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是无话不说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是一起作梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是争吵以后&lt;br /&gt;还是想要爱你的冲动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我记得那年生日&lt;br /&gt;也记得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;记得那片星空&lt;br /&gt;最紧的右手&lt;br /&gt;最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;谁记得&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想问为什么&lt;br /&gt;我不再是你的快乐&lt;br /&gt;可是为什么&lt;br /&gt;却苦笑说我都懂了&lt;br /&gt;自尊常常将人拖着&lt;br /&gt;把爱都走曲折&lt;br /&gt;假装了解是怕&lt;br /&gt;真相太赤裸裸&lt;br /&gt;狼狈比失去难受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是无话不说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是一起作梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是争吵以后&lt;br /&gt;还是想要爱你的冲动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我记得那年生日&lt;br /&gt;也记得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;记得那片星空&lt;br /&gt;最紧的右手&lt;br /&gt;最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是无言感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是绝对炽热&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的是你很激动&lt;br /&gt;求我原谅抱得我都痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我记得你在背后&lt;br /&gt;也记得我颤抖着&lt;br /&gt;记得感觉汹涌&lt;br /&gt;最美的烟火&lt;br /&gt;最长的相拥&lt;br /&gt;谁爱得太自由&lt;br /&gt;谁过头太远了&lt;br /&gt;谁要走我的心&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了那就是承诺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁自顾自地走&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了看着我&lt;br /&gt;谁让爱变沉重&lt;br /&gt;谁忘了要给你温柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我怀念&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;br /&gt;我还有想要爱你的冲动&lt;br /&gt;我记得那年生日&lt;br /&gt;也记得那一首歌&lt;br /&gt;记得那片星空&lt;br /&gt;最紧的右手&lt;br /&gt;最暖的胸口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我放手&lt;br /&gt;我让座&lt;br /&gt;假洒脱&lt;br /&gt;谁懂我多么不舍得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太爱了&lt;br /&gt;所以我&lt;br /&gt;没有哭&lt;br /&gt;没有说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, bk in time! wwwwwhooooooo~ ok i'm bit looney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8847094525775890528?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8847094525775890528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8847094525775890528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8847094525775890528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8847094525775890528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-such-surprise-that-my-tears-still.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-8557164813816603569</id><published>2007-04-21T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T22:51:15.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual, Im back to unleash my complains.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week isnt dat bad actually. At least, I've less sai kang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, LRI is coming. Which means, my death is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun even knw if I can secure my next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound quite sad isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Fri  shoot(god bless me. Marksman pls. SGD 200!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw wad to comment abt this week's luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its both gd and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost lost my IC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost lost my preciouss file which contain all the notes and tests I wrote for my students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, I found dem back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, I shall look it as Im lucky! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT~ Test papers, tuitions are driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like, Im taking mid year examinations as well -.-&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Some pics took quite long again i tink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipChXYQsNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CoU-42Y-F9A/s1600-h/Image169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipChXYQsNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CoU-42Y-F9A/s320/Image169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055926672655691986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Squarish shirt', ur fav shirt, boon!lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipCl3YQsOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1ut2RSAs56U/s1600-h/Image168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipCl3YQsOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1ut2RSAs56U/s320/Image168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055926749965103330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sign which tells u ' U dun have much benefits to gain if u decide to rob dem.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pri Sch class mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a simple gathering w 3 pri sch classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to one cafe to have dinner. Pretty nice. yaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIPOS, i knw lar, u muz b damn zhuai rite.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUn ask me how to go, coz I forgot how to go too =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipELHYQsPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PmhVA1yQRA4/s1600-h/P1010122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipELHYQsPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/PmhVA1yQRA4/s320/P1010122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055928489426858226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GGGGGGAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipEYnYQsQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hh9PaiOc8UY/s1600-h/P1010123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipEYnYQsQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hh9PaiOc8UY/s320/P1010123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055928721355092226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some dumbo who dun dare to face the camera =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipEoXYQsRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Z6QkEAnrexQ/s1600-h/P1010127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipEoXYQsRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Z6QkEAnrexQ/s320/P1010127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055928991938031890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WAH, KUA TIO GUI!!(duh right side one ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipE-HYQsTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BQw0ao_w38I/s1600-h/Image174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipE-HYQsTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BQw0ao_w38I/s320/Image174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055929365600186674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's the dumbo just nw.LALA :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipE0XYQsSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qI8NXLHWLxQ/s1600-h/Image175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipE0XYQsSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qI8NXLHWLxQ/s320/Image175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055929198096462114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet up w my beloved team mates =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-8557164813816603569?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/8557164813816603569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=8557164813816603569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8557164813816603569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/8557164813816603569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/as-usual-im-back-from-camp-to-unleash.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RipChXYQsNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CoU-42Y-F9A/s72-c/Image169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-5489036355513240034</id><published>2007-04-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:56:15.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must strongly stress this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS WAD U'RE TINKING OF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; MY LIFE NW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt this b4. Its like, ITE, Its The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel so pessimistic abt life nw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I'm not myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to HATE myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to feel dat Im so weirdo who dun understand wad's wrong w himself and the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm getting some depression or something like dat. Mental illness.muhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets wait for me to enter Institute of Mental health Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS keeping bullying me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YA A FUCKING 2SG WHO CANT EVEN PASS IPPT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platoon mates sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, No one cares anyway, not even law..hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No faith, for e world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder, if true frenship really exist ard me for nw.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its stressing me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its as though Im going to exam hall w dem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get exam papers for dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Si Hui got some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my weekend is kind of burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus weekdays are hell becoz LRI is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to b tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is the path I chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've to bite my teeth and get this thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A commander cant show his weakness in front of his man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it applies the same to a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be stronger isnt?Yah. Hang on dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having so many shit on my shoulder, I still have 2 pieces of gd news to tell everyone...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st =&gt; I'VE ACHEIVED 10:38 mins for 2.4km!!&lt;br /&gt;            O man, its almost a dream for me when I heard this timing. I never expected that when &lt;br /&gt;            my timing is always ard 11:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd=&gt; O man, NYTT did it!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this year both teams went to top 4!!CONGRATS!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Felt happy for dem yet envious.&lt;br /&gt;            The feel of regret come back once again.&lt;br /&gt;             Why Didn't I win that AJ guy?&lt;br /&gt;             That win will just bring my team to e top 4.&lt;br /&gt;            What else can I say?haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, work hard man juniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of coz, I hope dat I can achieve 9:44 mins timing, and GOLD for IPPT. 2 days off + SGD200!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-5489036355513240034?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/5489036355513240034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=5489036355513240034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/5489036355513240034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/5489036355513240034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-must-strongly-stress-this-yes-its-wad.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-5310522458125636148</id><published>2007-04-08T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:39:55.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly realise, I've 46 pages of e-mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder. Ever since I've so many e-mails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to read from the 1st page. Even though I cant finish reading all. like duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only read few page of e-mails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was enough for me to realise dat I've great frens b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the bad part is, I dun realise dat in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I subconsciously disappoint some of dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to only realise dat when I'm nw left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having saying so much crap, nw I still treat one of my fren badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its tough to b nice for nw. Coz its hard for me to fake it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on my lousy acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How absurd can human get?Knwing dat one commit some mistake and yet still carry on w guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bk in loooorrrrr~ 10 mths&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-5310522458125636148?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/5310522458125636148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=5310522458125636148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/5310522458125636148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/5310522458125636148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-suddenly-realise-ive-46-pages-of-e.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3038520869038271531</id><published>2007-04-07T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:35:17.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Rhe9mU8-jQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BioXZUIyKa4/s1600-h/Image172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Rhe9mU8-jQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BioXZUIyKa4/s320/Image172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050713973276445954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bought this when I went out w yew boon. nice rite?!hahaha. Like it quite alot actually =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought his earring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Rhe-Hk8-jRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YwvzTv30xD0/s1600-h/Image170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Rhe-Hk8-jRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/YwvzTv30xD0/s320/Image170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050714544507096338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;erm. too bad, u'all arent able to see the new-bought stuffs on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, really, nth beats than communicating w gd fren like him! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, i really mean nth else. not even having a gf.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tts wad i tink for nw though. Frenship still last longer than relationship for my current age group?Ah, Im not getting younger. Turning 20 soon. Real soon. *trying to push it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why are u so nice only after I left u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not blaming u and I dun mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just.. feel guilty at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I guess I'm some sort of a bitctard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3038520869038271531?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3038520869038271531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3038520869038271531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3038520869038271531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3038520869038271531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/bought-this-when-i-went-out-w-yew-boon.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/Rhe9mU8-jQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BioXZUIyKa4/s72-c/Image172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-2888679132524046983</id><published>2007-04-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:10:27.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I felt very emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the most stable table can fall apart when u least expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-2888679132524046983?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/2888679132524046983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=2888679132524046983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2888679132524046983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/2888679132524046983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-is-so-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-4910640015848344487</id><published>2007-04-06T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:24:34.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;背叛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%B2%DC%B8%F1"&gt;曹格&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=superman"&gt;superman&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="unnamed3" style="padding: 5px; float: right; width: 240px; margin-right: 10px; line-height: 30px;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/lrcdw.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://202.108.23.172/tl?filename=/lrc/655/%E8%83%8C%E5%8F%9B-%E6%9B%B9%E6%A0%BC.lrc"&gt;LRC歌词&lt;/a&gt; &lt;sup&gt;HOT&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?word=%B1%B3%C5%D1&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728" target="_blank"&gt;搜索 "背叛"mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/print.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return ow(this)" href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyricp&amp;word=%B1%B3%C5%D1&amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;rn=1&amp;pn=4" target="_blank"&gt;打印预览&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  曲:曹格&lt;br /&gt;词:阿丹 邬裕康&lt;br /&gt;编曲:涂惠源&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨&lt;br /&gt;不停落下来&lt;br /&gt;花&lt;br /&gt;怎么都不开&lt;br /&gt;尽管我细心灌溉&lt;br /&gt;你说不爱就不爱&lt;br /&gt;我一个人&lt;br /&gt;欣赏悲哀&lt;br /&gt;爱&lt;br /&gt;只剩下无奈&lt;br /&gt;我&lt;br /&gt;一直不愿再去猜&lt;br /&gt;钢琴上黑键之间&lt;br /&gt;永远都夹着空白&lt;br /&gt;缺了一块&lt;br /&gt;就不精采&lt;br /&gt;紧紧相依的心如何&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;你比我清楚还要我说明白&lt;br /&gt;爱太深会让人疯狂的勇敢&lt;br /&gt;我用&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;背叛&lt;/span&gt;自己&lt;br /&gt;完成你的期盼&lt;br /&gt;把手放开不问一句&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;当作最后一次对你的溺爱&lt;br /&gt;冷冷清清淡淡今后都不管&lt;br /&gt;只要你能愉快&lt;br /&gt;心&lt;br /&gt;有一句感慨&lt;br /&gt;还能够跟谁对白&lt;br /&gt;在你关上门之前&lt;br /&gt;替我再回头看看&lt;br /&gt;那些片段&lt;br /&gt;还在不在&lt;br /&gt;紧紧相依的心如何&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;你比我清楚还要我说明白&lt;br /&gt;爱太深会让人疯狂的勇敢&lt;br /&gt;我用&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;背叛&lt;/span&gt;自己&lt;br /&gt;完成你的期盼&lt;br /&gt;把手放开不问一句&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;当作最后一次对你的溺爱&lt;br /&gt;冷冷清清淡淡今后都不管&lt;br /&gt;只要你能愉快&lt;br /&gt;紧紧相依的心如何&lt;br /&gt; say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very nice song. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personality is changing. I can sense it. I dun knw wad direction Im going towards to. But I just find tat, Im becoming more n more ' 3 mins re du' ah fuck man. I dun knw how to translate into eng. I used to b someone who will have passion for something for long time. But nw, Im becoming the opposite of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw wad happen to me. I used to love teaching tuition so much. Been trying to get students. Nw, Im getting sick of it. Im complaining even though I still wanna teach. Guess Im just tired mentally. Im commenting that students are slow in learning, which I never ever said/tink of it b4 when I teach my frens even if they're slow. I mean, I wont even mind! I'll b patient to teach. But nw? sometimes, i'll get fed up.In additional, sometimes when they dun do my hw. I show some of my temper. Its like, I keep asking myself, wtf u need me when u dun even wan to do ur hw?I write notes, prepare lesson b4hand, trying to improve ur grades and ur actions just tell me u arent interested. Dun even knw moles = mass/ molar mass. SEC 5 ALR U KNW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah I guess I'm somehow glad that I din choose the path of being a sch teacher after A levels, i.e going for NIE. Coz i'll get to meet alot of these kind of students if i become a sch teacher, esp sec sch level.Everywhere is the same, meeting nice person is damn hard. Well, I shall stop blaming others and question my own personality. Used to tink dat my personality doesnt have much problem. but nw, it seems dat Im an useless person. Complain at every single difficulty. Where's the fighting spirit I used to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im no longer the one I used to b. I've changed. For the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-4910640015848344487?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/4910640015848344487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=4910640015848344487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4910640015848344487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/4910640015848344487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/superman-lrc-hot-mp3-say-goodbye-say.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-1865178446302181471</id><published>2007-04-01T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T22:53:55.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read my previous blog entries. My LTC days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I din get to enjoy to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of sad arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got a chance to go back to dere as 17 yrs old captain again, it will b a much more better experience for me. I can promise dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's tuition was hectic. Gave extra free 1.5 hrs of tuition again. 3.5 hrs sia!&lt;br /&gt;quite tired.well, quite free anyway. Tts y&lt;br /&gt;Had fabulous dinner at my uncle hse. His daughters really knw how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;So envious. I wonder, how many girls out dere still knw how to cook.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Wells. At least I feel, next time if I got a chance to have gf, I tink she wont knw how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;Dun ask me why, I dun knw also, Just a feeling. Perhaps it turn out I go learn cooking for her.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml bk in, how sad can it b.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-1865178446302181471?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/1865178446302181471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=1865178446302181471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/1865178446302181471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/1865178446302181471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/04/read-my-previous-blog-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-57071130822495792</id><published>2007-03-31T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:23:47.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wHoo~&lt;br /&gt;happy day!&lt;br /&gt;coz of happy events!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of u muz b tinking dat im mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad makes me so happy today!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, had gathering w pang fammmmiilllllyyyy~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im still bit high from vodka effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, it seems like its been a VERY LONG TIME since I laugh my ass off..~&lt;br /&gt;But certainly, its the company u'all gave dat makes me feel so great&lt;br /&gt;Being able to knw someone who u can communicate well w is a luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Definitely, its not just luxury to know 3 of u. Its a blessing. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some movie marathon and . Well, not really movie marathon. Only Watched 2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;萍果咬一口 and 雀圣2. these 2 movies are DAMN funny. Had hell lot of jokes from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; next time k. I'm waiting for him!u knw who u're and who is the he  I'm toking abt..lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just so fun ji siao-ing new couples. O man. I just got some fetish in doing such things. Pardon me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just a pity, I forgot to pass present from thai to xm and jie. and ~~ din take pictureS!! = (&lt;br /&gt;Laugh too much alr. Forgot everything.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof Li's zhen yan : Females are illogical creatures.&lt;br /&gt;* shit, I can feel arrows coming towards me. *dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-57071130822495792?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/57071130822495792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=57071130822495792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/57071130822495792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/57071130822495792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoo-happy-day-coz-of-happy-events.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-3962110316093647603</id><published>2007-03-31T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T01:40:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today pretty disappointing. Wat a day to spend my off day.&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to play table-tennis hard...but my brain dun allow me to. Keep feeling dizzy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of coz, my skill sux nw. Sometimes just feel like argh, wanting to throw away my wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got played by my student's mum. Fancy call me 3 times tell me her son cannot, can , cannot. End up I've to call another student 3 times also. Coz 2 tuition within night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave him a test. Okay, have to admit that its a tough test. but some of the way he ans his question really make me feel damn disappointed. hhhaaaiiii. 6/20. wad else can I say other than Im a lousy tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head spinning, S L E E P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-3962110316093647603?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/3962110316093647603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=3962110316093647603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3962110316093647603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/3962110316093647603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-pretty-disappointing.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-6319732798073120661</id><published>2007-03-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:09:47.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marriage is just like the period. it's yucky at times, but if it doesnt come when it's supposed to, it's worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well said isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..can period be enjoyable?since its yucky only at times.LOL. okay. shldnt make fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/haley-bennett-x657w/overview" title="Haley Bennett with news, biography, discography, albums, songs, lyrics, video clips, pictures, music, discussion, fanpages and more!"&gt;Haley Bennett&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/haley-bennett-lyrics-way-back-into-love-feat-hugh-grant-xvpw87b" title="Haley Bennett - Way Back Into Love (feat. Hugh Grant) with lyrics, video clip and discussion"&gt;Way Back Into Love (feat. Hugh Grant)&lt;/a&gt; Lyrics, Video and Review&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Song details&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Title&lt;/td&gt;                &lt;td class="j"&gt;Way Back Into Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Artist&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/haley-bennett-x657w/overview" title="Haley Bennett with news, biography, discography, albums, songs, lyrics, video clips, pictures, music, discussion, fanpages and more!"&gt;Haley Bennett&lt;/a&gt; (feat. &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/hugh-grant-d5c9l/overview" title="Hugh Grant with news, biography, discography, albums, songs, lyrics, video clips, pictures, music, discussion, fanpages and more!"&gt;Hugh Grant&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i" valign="top"&gt;Album&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;LSI rank&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;td class="j"&gt;75 &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/am.cgi?a=artists_song_trends&amp;song_id=xvpw87b"&gt;trend »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Submission&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td class="j"&gt;at 19-02-2007 10:47 by Steph007 / aaawa ()&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Correction&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td class="j"&gt;at 23-03-2007 20:56 by esther () &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;Buy this song&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=letssingitcom-20&amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;path=external-search%3Fsearch-type=ss%26index=music%26keyword=Haley%20Bennett%20Way%20Back%20Into%20Love" target="_blank" style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: navy; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.letssingit.com/images/new/amazon.gif" alt="buy at Amazon" hspace="0" vspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=ReNC9A1Dku0&amp;offerid=78941.10000180&amp;amp;type=4&amp;subid=0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.letssingit.com/images/new/itunes.gif" alt="buy at Itunes" hspace="0" vspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=ReNC9A1Dku0&amp;amp;bids=78941.10000180&amp;type=4&amp;amp;subid=0" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.tkqlhce.com/click-2126576-10364534" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.letssingit.com/images/emusic.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tqlkg.com/image-2126576-10364534" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;Ringtones&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="m"&gt;&lt;a href="http://offers.thumbplay.com/offers/122a/signup?ptrx=ST3&amp;WTmc_id=4306" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.letssingit.com/images/thumbplay.gif" alt="buy at Thumbplay" hspace="0" vspace="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Discussion&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/haley-bennett-lyrics-way-back-into-love-xvpw87b/210130-1#p"&gt;1 reaction(s)&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/am.cgi?a=artists_song_discussion_post_add_form&amp;amp;topic_id=210130&amp;song_id=xvpw87b"&gt;add reply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://www.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/ad.cgi?g=4&amp;amp;kw=Haley+Bennett+Way+Back+Into+Love+music" frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Video&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;No video found&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Song lyrics&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(73, 73, 73);"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time to clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett &amp; Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just don't see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be something for my soul somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;br /&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction and I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett &amp;amp; Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping that you'll be there for me in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett &amp; Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;br /&gt;And if you'll help me to start again&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett &amp;amp; Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hugh Grant]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Haley Bennett]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song. A very nice one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick for the week is not nice. Esp when u've to go to see a doctor who is a fucking MO. He tink that every of his patient is ck kia. Cant stand dat. Have any of u, the civilians, have tried to step into a room to see a doctor AND come out within 1 min?smlj lar.&amp;amp; give me 2 days ATT B only which supposedly ends today and yet i haven recover 50%. this shows, how FUCKED UP can army be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ssseeeehhh ssssseeeeeehhhh ssssseeeehhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;tts my feeling for e week. thanks god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-6319732798073120661?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/6319732798073120661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=6319732798073120661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6319732798073120661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/6319732798073120661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/03/marriage-is-just-like-period.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-334978109193061700</id><published>2007-03-25T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:47:51.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im dread of tuition nw. I dun knw why. The time required to prepare notes for dem is really tiring. The load of having extra one more student is really..killing me. Alright, shldnt use such a strong word. Maybe..tired me out. All of dem wanted to revise on different chapters. Which means I've to write 3 different set of notes per week?O man. tts horrible. Where on earth i'll have the time for dat?Nevertheless, I realise dat teaching is getting tough recently. I wonder its becoz they're stupid or my teaching sucks like hell. Well, the chances of my teaching sux is much higher isnt it. But isnt a surprise dat a sec 5 combined sci student dun even knw the formula of moles = mass/molar mass?Dat night, my blood vessel nearly burst. I really wonder how he passed his N level sci. Hope things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, she treat me like a super tutor.I only an A level grad!!aaaahhhh~ Stretching and shearing factor. wah~~ they're like new to me can. even though i've done dat b4 like 4 years ago. Trying to figure wat's going on on the spot is really screwing me up. today's session really like make me feel so ashamed. Luckily, the physics portion is going very fine even though she is quite slow. &amp; i guess dats y i gave her free 1 hr tuition today. 3 hrs but only get 2 hrs pay. ah, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took mrt to DG mrt from tampines. Passed by kembengan(sp?wth lar, dun knw how to spell). It reminds me of me n law cycle from his ah ma hse to dere, waiting for dem. Just a sudden recall which brings some fond memories even though things end up quite bad. O wellsssss.........guess none of dem will read my blog alr. haha! esp this stupid law. bleah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMNT is DAMN HOT. 5.45pm reached PS to queue up for it. 6pm , it announced dat ALL TICKETS HAVE BEEN SOLD OUT. Actually quite disappointed, but den again, we tried our luck at THE CATHAY. Pathetically, we got 4 seats, a couple and 2 separate seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RgVad0y_oYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gEyh6Ec0gp4/s1600-h/Image166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RgVad0y_oYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gEyh6Ec0gp4/s320/Image166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045538425973744002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH! they're the ones!!&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, Im tried to tip toe too hard. wells.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RgVaI0y_oXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/SYIAGMjPEoA/s1600-h/Image165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RgVaI0y_oXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/SYIAGMjPEoA/s320/Image165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045538065196491122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear Vice Cap. Cheesy man, isnt tat so?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had quite a gd meal w dem. Ate quite a lot for dinner. Creamy chicken, combo C and banana pizza. Perhaps juz becoz I felt happy w dem ard. haha. but I really feel like wah, they're one of my toking buddies.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toking abt TMNT, the graphic is damn gd. Really up. But the ending sucks even though it has a gd start. Guess the director is rushing to finish up e show. Some parts of the movie makes me recall of cca days. Wan to experience the feel of fighting spirit again. Well, for nw, tt'll b in my dreams.hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It taught me something too. Its always hard to stop tinking dat the world revolves ard u and start tinking abt others seriously when set back approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. &amp;amp; yet Im not prepared for tml's lesson. I guess Im just gonna teach from txtbk. too tired to write notes alr. bleaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-334978109193061700?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/334978109193061700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=334978109193061700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/334978109193061700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/334978109193061700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-dread-of-tuition-nw.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RgVad0y_oYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gEyh6Ec0gp4/s72-c/Image166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-7686380233220239647</id><published>2007-03-18T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T01:17:02.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt so much better today. Thanks law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Music and Lyrics.Very nice romance show. Love the song as well. Its named Way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw why students are like this. they expect their teachers to be super human. Fancy ask me to teach a chapter which I din prepare beforehand. Luckily, its a chapter that I score most of e time. No notes prepared and I teach on the spot. Great. Im only A level Grad. Not uni grad sia.Please show me some leniency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope that, my decision is right and of coz, I can do it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-7686380233220239647?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/7686380233220239647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=7686380233220239647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7686380233220239647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/7686380233220239647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/03/felt-so-much-better-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117241397626714605</id><published>2007-03-10T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:08:46.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This lunar new year is the best ever! Its no longer go some place full of oldies , listening to dem toking cock while i sit and stone the whole day &amp; the only incentive i get is hong bao. This year is a WHOLE NEW YEAR! W the concept of 3G army, i've 3G lunar new year!haha. Nw all of u shld be wondering wat have I done during these few days rite?heheheheh..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH! i went overseas!! What can b better than going overseas and shop like nobody's business?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGKOK IS THE PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sad to say, this is my second time going overseas w my family. Sounds pathetic yah?In average, I only go overseas once w dem per decade. SO fast, 2 decades is going to pass by me. &amp;amp; seems like, I've not achieved much. Anyway, this time really got to say a BIG THANK YOU to my sister!! she paid for my expenses over dere excluding hotel and airplane ticket which i fork out 0.6k. She made the phrase ' shop like nobody's business', she make it come true!hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 4am isnt an easy task esp when I slpt at 1+am. Bath, change and style my hair really took quite some time. 4.50am the cab come. Slpt all e way till we reach changi airport!&lt;br /&gt;Its been some time since I go changi airport. Its still as nice as ever.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLRbUXzYHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HteAJR87Pg4/s1600-h/Image089_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLRbUXzYHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HteAJR87Pg4/s320/Image089_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040321200236224626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still rem this my dear 2 frens?lol. Tonning overnite and pushing trolley is so memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time for breakfast! &amp; yet we find dat actually, except for fastfood restaurants, there's nth else for us to eat. haha!So all of us went to BK. lol! can u imagine?my uncles and aunties eating BK!!Same for my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF0HEXzXUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZBoclTdTChc/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF0HEXzXUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZBoclTdTChc/s320/Image090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039937122785779010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their 'once in a blue moon' bk meal!&lt;br /&gt;The back view of my parents eat BK!lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ya, JETSTAR SUX! DUN EVER GO TAKE JETSTAR!! damn rude la. Just becoz we're late, u dun have to say, 'its not a piece of paper, read it!' WE'RE STILL UR CUSTOMERS, UR BOSS!argh. du lan. &amp; everything needs $$. even wanna get a tissue from dem, need to buy stuff from dem. WTH?! Really feel like throwing a 10 cent coin onto that air stewardess face and say, 'hey old lady, im buying a piece of tissue from u at a fantastic price of 10 cents per piece.' crap man. cant even spare one when my sis is suffering from flu. wth. feel like slapping her. But well, there's also one nice air stewardess who doesnt even show some attitude after asking her to get a piece of paper thrice(coz we keep writing info wrongly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the air plane,nth to do, so i started my photo-ing session.lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5GEXzXnI/AAAAAAAAADU/YWkU-cLbLtg/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5GEXzXnI/AAAAAAAAADU/YWkU-cLbLtg/s320/P1010002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040294446884937330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bird eye view of Changi Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5eUXzXpI/AAAAAAAAADk/Djj0GL6uq8Q/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5eUXzXpI/AAAAAAAAADk/Djj0GL6uq8Q/s320/P1010005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040294863496765074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disturb my sis when she's slping.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5QUXzXoI/AAAAAAAAADc/5NR7Tyq1vQk/s1600-h/P1010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5QUXzXoI/AAAAAAAAADc/5NR7Tyq1vQk/s320/P1010004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040294622978596482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, between Sg and Malaysia?Heck, nice isnt it?heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5sUXzXqI/AAAAAAAAADs/WhxRQfqy7Mo/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK5sUXzXqI/AAAAAAAAADs/WhxRQfqy7Mo/s320/P1010006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040295104014933666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use to scare all of u. hahaha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK57kXzXrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V2fyHJGBCLY/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK57kXzXrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/V2fyHJGBCLY/s320/P1010008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040295366007938738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm above the clouds!lalal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK6TUXzXsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DGPJkWEvGPc/s1600-h/P1010009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK6TUXzXsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DGPJkWEvGPc/s320/P1010009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040295774029831874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When my sis wake up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK6iEXzXtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xeZHNIS-P4E/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK6iEXzXtI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xeZHNIS-P4E/s320/P1010017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040296027432902354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There she goes, slp on her hubby shoulder again.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK6wkXzXuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1fp29rovqKc/s1600-h/P1010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK6wkXzXuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1fp29rovqKc/s320/P1010019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040296276541005538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoo! me and my pretty mama! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK7D0XzXvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nvClwTyWg2Y/s1600-h/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK7D0XzXvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nvClwTyWg2Y/s320/P1010029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040296607253487346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thailand landscape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK7fkXzXwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/orxK7o-7VSw/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK7fkXzXwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/orxK7o-7VSw/s320/P1010035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040297083994857218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thailand Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached thailand alr!!&lt;br /&gt;Reaching thailand airport, den I realise, why Changi Airport is the best Airport in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF0bkXzXVI/AAAAAAAAABE/dbKfe7ACO3M/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF0bkXzXVI/AAAAAAAAABE/dbKfe7ACO3M/s320/Image096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039937474973097298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the pillar carefully, its not even painted. its just concrete. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long bus ride to Bangkok Palace HOTEL.lol. yah, its a hotel, not a palace.&lt;br /&gt;During the bus ride, saw some interesting scenes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF1XUXzXWI/AAAAAAAAABM/RmBqAfzn_QA/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF1XUXzXWI/AAAAAAAAABM/RmBqAfzn_QA/s320/Image105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039938501470281058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Chinatown. O man, so red!! Really like celebrating CNY, unlike Sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLKukXzYCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sBf8ET_pzGg/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLKukXzYCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sBf8ET_pzGg/s320/Image091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040313834367311906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, When is the last time U seen such car?:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Bangkok Palace. wow~ saw this niece of mine!DAMN CUTE!! I LOVE HER!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK9iEXzX0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/duH_xnEitnQ/s1600-h/P1010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK9iEXzX0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/duH_xnEitnQ/s320/P1010041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040299325967785794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? she only loves hong bao. Smart man. lol =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFzDEXzXSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tnzCS-GUNsg/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFzDEXzXSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tnzCS-GUNsg/s320/Image123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039935954554674466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVE U MY BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF2b0XzXYI/AAAAAAAAABc/VS0qiF_JUI8/s1600-h/Image118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF2b0XzXYI/AAAAAAAAABc/VS0qiF_JUI8/s320/Image118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039939678291320194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What else can I say?U're simply too CUTEEEE~~!!(L)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF2k0XzXZI/AAAAAAAAABk/418gSlWFfG4/s1600-h/Image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF2k0XzXZI/AAAAAAAAABk/418gSlWFfG4/s320/Image120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039939832910142866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tat's her dad if u're wondering. haha. same big eyes! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK_cUXzX4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/w8m9xmupl2o/s1600-h/P1010052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK_cUXzX4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/w8m9xmupl2o/s320/P1010052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040301426206793602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see? even my sis LOVE HER TO THE CORE!!lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF5YkXzXcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PeDujal_tJo/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF5YkXzXcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PeDujal_tJo/s320/Image128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039942920991628738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loving Couple w lovely baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jatuchan.(sp?) haha. It was kind of a big non-air con shopping mall which only operates on weekends. haha. So I guess we're kind of lucky to reach bangkok on sun. The entrance of Jatuchan has alr shown me the 'powderful' english they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF2AkXzXXI/AAAAAAAAABU/xE6aCNkJd7Y/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF2AkXzXXI/AAAAAAAAABU/xE6aCNkJd7Y/s320/Image108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039939210139884914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoping Everday. WOW! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF3uEXzXbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8-2mfqD2K4w/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF3uEXzXbI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8-2mfqD2K4w/s320/Image112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039941091335560626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, how big ur hse need to b in order to place this in?!*faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other than Jatuchan, we went to other shopping malls nearby it too. Wow, their clothes are really affordable!There is this funny shop aunty who allows me to try on her jeans in the toilet which is quite far away from her shop!hahah. Not scared dat I run away w her damn nice jeans ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In thailand, its really a 'taboo' not to knw how to speak thai. English is not an international language over dere. Even in their toilet, they put some signs that I DONT understand AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF3WkXzXaI/AAAAAAAAABs/s_0158WqQos/s1600-h/Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF3WkXzXaI/AAAAAAAAABs/s_0158WqQos/s320/Image109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039940687608634786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'da wu da da wu'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day&lt;br /&gt;Shopping Spree continues.&lt;br /&gt;At hotel, me and my sis took picture w an elephant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK82EXzXzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/P3lJOI5ssgw/s1600-h/P1010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK82EXzXzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/P3lJOI5ssgw/s320/P1010040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040298570053541682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK75UXzXxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/25M5_DPhSMk/s1600-h/P1010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK75UXzXxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/25M5_DPhSMk/s320/P1010039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040297526376488722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis &amp; her hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went different places. Like pray to 4 face Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;There's one so called new stuff dat I saw at dat place.U can pay a certain amount of money den ask maybe like 2 to 8 traditional dancers to dance for the god. At the same time, u can pray as well. Something like dat. Perhaps the picture below will show a clearer scenario.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK-GUXzX1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Cul4yDgC_kk/s1600-h/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK-GUXzX1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Cul4yDgC_kk/s320/P1010042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040299948738043730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pray for everything will go smoothly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, saw an unique Macdonald uncle.Ronald Donald? Is dat his name?haha. but anyway, both me and my brother-in-law took a pic each w it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK-2kXzX2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/Rs7QtK5F1ko/s1600-h/P1010046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK-2kXzX2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/Rs7QtK5F1ko/s320/P1010046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040300777666731874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFxM0XzXOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/M9BDicYra3w/s1600-h/P1010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFxM0XzXOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/M9BDicYra3w/s320/P1010048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039933923035143394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ronald says 'Sawadicum'! to all of u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During car ride, I play w my sis sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFzw0XzXTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/447wPK9Pgxo/s1600-h/Image137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFzw0XzXTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/447wPK9Pgxo/s320/Image137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039936740533689650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool isnt it?lol =) Perhaps I shld wear one next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, went to a shark fin restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;O man, we've been 'Chopped'!&lt;br /&gt;800 baht(approx. 30+ -40 SGD) for one claypot of shark fin which only feeds ard max 3 person!Perhaps the picture below will explain the everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF8kUXzXdI/AAAAAAAAACE/nB-gFnWyoco/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfF8kUXzXdI/AAAAAAAAACE/nB-gFnWyoco/s320/Image140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039946421389974994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size of the claypot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfGBeEXzXeI/AAAAAAAAACM/fPCa-5n1lfg/s1600-h/Image141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfGBeEXzXeI/AAAAAAAAACM/fPCa-5n1lfg/s320/Image141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039951811573931490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yah, dun get stun. tat whole piece is shark fin. tat explains everything isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures w the gigantic shark fin.lol.okay la. its my sis and my jie fu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK_N0XzX3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/bjFiYeoPbG0/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK_N0XzX3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/bjFiYeoPbG0/s320/P1010049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040301177098690418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loving Couple !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, shopping again!lol. Its more of a shoppin trip la huh.&lt;br /&gt;Saw this cute Panda seat and took a pic w it. I guess sg shall have such stuffs also. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFxmkXzXPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ae8GUa1yaOs/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFxmkXzXPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ae8GUa1yaOs/s320/P1010053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039934365416774898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute Panda! How I wish I can smile like him everyday. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Day&lt;br /&gt;3rd day is a fun and tiring day.haha. got boring part and fun part which of coz include shopping!O man, Im becoming more n more shopping freak.&lt;br /&gt;Went to a temple which is freaking far away from bangkok. Took 2 hrs bus trip to dere. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfIXykXzXfI/AAAAAAAAACU/6LNU7EK4Pg8/s1600-h/Image143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfIXykXzXfI/AAAAAAAAACU/6LNU7EK4Pg8/s320/Image143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040117090505416178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfIZr0XzXgI/AAAAAAAAACc/-cdvM4O_FgY/s1600-h/Image144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfIZr0XzXgI/AAAAAAAAACc/-cdvM4O_FgY/s320/Image144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040119173564554754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If im not wrong, its ne zha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, go for lunch at an old place which is located beside the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Nice Scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFyy0XzXRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ds2K9SqdUdk/s1600-h/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFyy0XzXRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ds2K9SqdUdk/s320/P1010078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039935675381800210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLCtkXzX6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/gyOiv11NygM/s1600-h/P1010075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLCtkXzX6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/gyOiv11NygM/s320/P1010075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040305021094420386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK1zkXzXhI/AAAAAAAAACk/HJoyu3EwVtc/s1600-h/Image145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK1zkXzXhI/AAAAAAAAACk/HJoyu3EwVtc/s320/Image145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040290830522474002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, there's always some bad side of old buildings. i.e, celling fan w 2 blades only.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire cracker time!I bet most of u DUN HAVE the experience of igniting a fire cracker. but I HAVE!!lol =P Dun worry, I shall share some experience w all of u by putting some pics! =)&lt;br /&gt;It was only like 10 secs thing. very fast den its gone alr. quite fun. Its a real pity dat Sg ban such thing. As the phrase goes, 'Good things always come to an end, flame to dust, lovers to frens.', it really says a lot isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLAtEXzX5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/plCfnV1GOOM/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLAtEXzX5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/plCfnV1GOOM/s320/P1010064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040302813481230226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin preparing the fire crackers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLDjEXzX7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/n-G49wOzz1g/s1600-h/P1010065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLDjEXzX7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/n-G49wOzz1g/s320/P1010065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040305940217421746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Jie Fu Climbing up to put the wonder of crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLErEXzX9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jTwM6CwdGxg/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLErEXzX9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jTwM6CwdGxg/s320/P1010068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040307177168003026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad ks, just went up to take photo.lol. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLFGkXzX-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/iSCpT63_4P0/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLFGkXzX-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/iSCpT63_4P0/s320/P1010069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040307649614405602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, we just follow after him.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4KEXzXiI/AAAAAAAAACs/zBf6oSo0C34/s1600-h/Image147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4KEXzXiI/AAAAAAAAACs/zBf6oSo0C34/s320/Image147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040293416092786210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad ar, after which, still got lucky numbers 158&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2nd place. Beach!lol~ Saw Jack ski(SP?). Wanted to try dat alot. but such a pity, I din bring any extra clothes, and the 4th day, we dun have much time also. In addition, the cost of going dere is pretty ex too. well, next time dude. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLEEEXzX8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/hcFA7x4uMv4/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLEEEXzX8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/hcFA7x4uMv4/s320/P1010081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040306507153104834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my ski~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeEE? it was waitin for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place of the day. Shopping again! went to MBK w jie and jie fu.&lt;br /&gt;Travel Via tu tu car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLF10XzX_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/lyJwZrrZmeQ/s1600-h/P1010086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLF10XzX_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/lyJwZrrZmeQ/s320/P1010086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040308461363224562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of us on tu tu car. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ate pork leg rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4dEXzXjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gwWm6zRxEbs/s1600-h/Image153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4dEXzXjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gwWm6zRxEbs/s320/Image153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040293742510300722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, forgot to take den I started eating some. Tts y its like this. But its v nice! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;see? They surely love their king alot. The photo is even put up in their food court. amazing isnt it?heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4nEXzXkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/V1LmE1PqXSs/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4nEXzXkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/V1LmE1PqXSs/s320/Image154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040293914308992578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4uUXzXlI/AAAAAAAAADE/2dZNvhVXfQ0/s1600-h/Image150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK4uUXzXlI/AAAAAAAAADE/2dZNvhVXfQ0/s320/Image150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040294038863044178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfvZrUXzYII/AAAAAAAAAHc/OBvPRgBUYTY/s1600-h/Image150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfvZrUXzYII/AAAAAAAAAHc/OBvPRgBUYTY/s320/Image150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042863545997549698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this on MBK shopping centre. haha!Wonder what's tat?but it certainly looks like something dat most of us dun like isnt it?lol. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK46UXzXmI/AAAAAAAAADM/2UwkAcHM6PI/s1600-h/Image156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfK46UXzXmI/AAAAAAAAADM/2UwkAcHM6PI/s320/Image156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040294245021474402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wonder why I take this pic?Becoz U get to use this wonderful toilet w the price of 1 baht(&lt; SGD 0.10) Guess SG toilet shld reconsider their standard.&lt;br /&gt;Went for Thai body message.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, its comfortable but also itchy at some parts of my body.lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day&lt;br /&gt;Went to bangkok's chinatown. awwwwwwwwwww~ IT WAS BORING! dun ever go dere again please. Pretty suay la me. Wanted to buy a bag all along. &amp; when I saw a bag dat I like, the owner is not dere. ='(  sads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun knw which day, I saw 2 thai students, looking quite alike to sarah(like the darky version of it?haha!) and u.. I almost  stunned for few secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to airport at evening time. The thought of going back to singapore really make me feels sian. OKay or rather coz Im NS-ing &amp;amp; I've to go back to dat damn place. Nevertheless, all of us enjoyed the food and chatting in the airport. Needless to say, we took numerous of pictures to commemorate our bangkok trip! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFyDUXzXQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G_jkaw7V9xw/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfFyDUXzXQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G_jkaw7V9xw/s320/P1010096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039934859338013954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and My parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLIDEXzYAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/76ibkLq8oSw/s1600-h/P1010093_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLIDEXzYAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/76ibkLq8oSw/s320/P1010093_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040310888019746818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LI family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLJKEXzYBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/szU5-BYTtqk/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLJKEXzYBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/szU5-BYTtqk/s320/P1010097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040312107790458898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us who went thailand! See? Baby slping AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLMWUXzYEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fhZiR_rs6Q0/s1600-h/P1010114_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLMWUXzYEI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fhZiR_rs6Q0/s320/P1010114_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040315616778739778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edited version =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLMzEXzYFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bjry5SzzsXU/s1600-h/P1010113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLMzEXzYFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/bjry5SzzsXU/s320/P1010113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040316110699978834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edited Version =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right?its all from the camera!haha. I love this digital camera of mine too !=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLNeEXzYGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NYynlRoaUrc/s1600-h/P1010112_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLNeEXzYGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NYynlRoaUrc/s320/P1010112_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040316849434353762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn Blur, but I carried these 5 bottles back to SG k! those who receive it, Please take care of it sia, not light ok!hahah. Law, I alr left one for u =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats the end of my trip. Really enjoyed myself. Thanks jie. Love U! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117241397626714605?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117241397626714605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117241397626714605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117241397626714605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117241397626714605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-lunar-new-year-is-best-ever-its.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EABVSQ_td2Y/RfLRbUXzYHI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HteAJR87Pg4/s72-c/Image089_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117289569259091444</id><published>2007-03-03T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:30:33.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF?! THIS POST IM SO GONNA TYPE IN CAPS!BECOZ....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NYJC RESULTS ROCK THIS YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;196 STUDENTS GOT 3 A's AND ABOVE(till 7)~!!&lt;/span&gt;WTF!!WHY U'ALL DID SO WELL?!HAHHAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt happy for dem and yet, looking back at my grades. I feel demoralised. Even one of my fren UNEXPECTEDLY got 3As!! congrats!!hahah~ Really never expect she got 3As, but nevertheless this doesn't mean that I look down on ppl k. Just damn surprised. Felt happy for most of my frens!heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just, I look back at my grades. I tink I sux alot. Who else to blame on except for myself?&lt;br /&gt;Shld have put in more effort and not slack after prelims. Really. Felt a surge of disappointment in myself when I saw so many ppl getting such gd grades. it even seems like for this batch, 3 As is no big deal.  Perhaps coz Im competitive in nature. Wells. Just a mixture of feelings. Happy for others and disappointment in myself. tts all. hai. Another regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117289569259091444?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117289569259091444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117289569259091444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117289569259091444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117289569259091444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/03/wtf-this-post-im-so-gonna-type-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117259087983716602</id><published>2007-02-27T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:09:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>appleseed, aiya i wanna type too many things. So I type here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. I tried having +ve thinking. &amp; no matter how I try, when i return to the place which is filled w bastards,   I just feel damn sian esp when commanders throw sai kang to the drivers which is 3 of us. &amp;amp; the other 2 always play tai ji quan. push it to me. The most du lan thing is, the commanders dun care who does it, he just wanna see the things get done, not done, he'll find me only. knn. My CSM, throw the whole LRI thing to me. I've to service 5 vehicles ALONE!The others? go for parade. wtf. I knw parade is tough. But the other 2 drivers also just throw their vehicle stuff to me. Coz they're not going to touch it once they go for parade rehearsal.Not at least do their part nicely den pass it to me. Fucked up man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, thanks for ur concern. I'll still hang on..till 7feb 2008. Tts when Im revived. =)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I've to agree dat I just too lonely.&lt;br /&gt;It must be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117259087983716602?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117259087983716602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117259087983716602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117259087983716602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117259087983716602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/appleseed-aiya-i-wanna-type-too-many.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117233643713215105</id><published>2007-02-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T01:27:37.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have I really change for the worse?&lt;br /&gt;Am I really a detestable person?&lt;br /&gt;Why it seems like, frens are getting further away from me?&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw.&lt;br /&gt;I dun even knw wat I want nw.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just you?&lt;br /&gt;Or, is it just no one seems to care abt me?&lt;br /&gt;Im dread of going back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY HATE&lt;/span&gt; TO BE IN DERE!&lt;br /&gt;hais&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;Really tired of walking this journey of NS life myself.&lt;br /&gt;Till e extent I dun have e energy to continue walking anymore&lt;br /&gt;How I wish, there's someone to walk along w me.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is so crappy&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;Please, tell me how&lt;br /&gt;how to get out of this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117233643713215105?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117233643713215105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117233643713215105' 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type='html'>knnccbimnwsuperdulan.fuckinghell.notpaisehonela.ITSOBVIOUSLYMYINTERNETUSINGTIMEANDYETUTEACHSOMEFUCKINGUSELESSTHINGSTOURFRENS.TMLNITETEACHCANNOOTAR?!TMLINITENOTATHOME,UTEACHTILLUFUCKTATPERSONIALSODUNCARE!!!!!!!!!!!NW?!!!!!FUCKINGHELL~~~~~DOESNTEVENSINCERELYSAYSORRY.UTINKWAT.COMISNOTURSOKAY!!IPAIDFORITOKAYUTHISDUMBASS.GAMBLEGAMBLE!!!U'REAMANUKNW!~EVERYDAYSTAYATHOMELOOKATTHECOMPUTERSCREEN.FEELASHAMENT?!EVENIEARNMORETHANUCAN.DEPENDONUTOSUPPORTMETHRUMYUNIFEES?!FUCKLA,IFUCANPROVIDEFORURSELFITSALRAMIRACLECAN!!IREPEATITAGAIN!!!!!!!MIRACLE~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!USEURFUCKINGBRAINANDTHINK!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117216150506934146?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117216150506934146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How to Shower: Women vs. Men&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/Qehxjub5lyo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/Qehxjub5lyo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117210389208360709?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117210389208360709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117210389208360709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117210389208360709'/><link rel='self' 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type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;watch this. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117210389167903965?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117210389167903965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117210389167903965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117210389167903965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117210389167903965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-to-shower-women-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117173131731736927</id><published>2007-02-18T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T00:55:17.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its never ending coz Im e one who is having some freaking problem w it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIRPORT TIME~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117173131731736927?l=real-emotionss.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-9408473.post-117093437009130812</id><published>2007-02-14T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:48:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;好朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%C2%DE%D6%BE%CF%E9"&gt;罗志祥&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=speshow"&gt;speshow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="unnamed3" style="padding: 5px; float: right; width: 240px; margin-right: 10px; line-height: 30px;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="return ow(this)" href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyricp&amp;word=%BA%C3%C5%F3%D3%D1&amp;amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;rn=1&amp;pn=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  ☆罗志祥--&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;好朋友&lt;/span&gt;☆&lt;br /&gt;☆词 曲:kang.hyun min☆&lt;br /&gt;像两首节拍不同的歌&lt;br /&gt;却又同时被爱情合奏&lt;br /&gt;旋律勉强着&lt;br /&gt;愉快不能够假装快乐&lt;br /&gt;你心中有宽阔的天空&lt;br /&gt;空气还稀薄&lt;br /&gt;曾经等待因为会改变什么&lt;br /&gt;你总会属于我&lt;br /&gt;但是最后时间证明了&lt;br /&gt;你只喜欢我&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;好朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎我的心还会不会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;如果爱情是五线谱&lt;br /&gt;我只希望用全音符&lt;br /&gt;吟唱出爱上你&lt;br /&gt;那完整的幸福&lt;br /&gt;当你的心没有耳朵&lt;br /&gt;即使我为你唱着歌&lt;br /&gt;你也只看见我哭了&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;好朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎我的心还会不会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;歌词提供再兴&lt;br /&gt;☆☆☆☆&lt;br /&gt;曾经因为等待会改变什么&lt;br /&gt;你总会属于我&lt;br /&gt;但是最后时间证明了&lt;br /&gt;你只喜欢我&lt;br /&gt;你说我比较像你的&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;好朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是不小心拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你道歉你难过&lt;br /&gt;于是我给你笑容&lt;br /&gt;谁在乎我的心&lt;br /&gt;ho 还会不会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;你说我是你最好的朋友&lt;br /&gt;却不应该再拥抱着&lt;br /&gt;你退缩你冷漠&lt;br /&gt;于是我放开双手&lt;br /&gt;不在乎我的心&lt;br /&gt;会永远的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;呜..☆.&lt;br /&gt;☆献给永远走在一起的朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt summarise the past isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!!! Actually got quite a number of things to blog. But always see my computer screen den everything is gone. pek chek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah forget abt the so called impt things i wanna blog. Last sat. Actually wanna go botanic garden w 2 of my frens to run.lol. A specialist topo the wrong way as another of my fren drives. Cant b blame la huh.1st timer. The funny thing is, on the way to botanic garden, my fren urgently wans to find an Esso petrol station even though her fuel tank still got ard...40% left fuel?&amp; when finally we gave up on going botanic garden and head to queensway to shop, Esso petrol is ALL ARD US!lol~&lt;br /&gt;Tts so ironic isnt it. There's more. When the petrol station is on our left, we are on the most right lane &amp;amp; vice versa. Finally we decide to drive in the middle lane,after making a U turn, den we are able to fill up the fuel tank. Guess tts fate la huh. Not fated to run in botanic garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At queensway shopping centre, I was soooooo TEMPTED to buy a collar long sleeve t-shirt. I love it alot. Really. But its $40. even after discount, only $35. Thinking of the Bangkok Trip,&lt;br /&gt;I turn my head away and sigh. What to do. Poor Kid.YA IM STILL A KID!hahaha. Going to the edge of 20 yrs old really makes me feels old. Argh. My fren bought a nice long sleeve shirt. Like it too. but like I've said earlier, BANGKOK!!BANGKOK BETTER SATISFY ME W ALL NICE AND CHEAP CLOTHES OR ELSE....I BURN AWAY THE WHOLE COUNTRY!!!lol.Okay, Im mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite. Tuition. Wa lan eh, suddenly this student got TONS of questions to ask me. Its nt tat I cant solve the question, is she cant learn fast!Okay, maybe im noob at teaching. but the tuition slot is 6pm-8pm lei!I wanna go home and have buffet dinner w my family! Hai. No choice, being a responsible and nice tutor, I entertain her questionssssssssssssssss till 830pm. Reached my sis hse at 950pm den got chance to eat w dem. Hai, my sis again got gastric pain and sent to the hospital at 4pm. When I heard of the news, I was like O.O!! again?! But when I saw her, she seems fine though she look lethargic, den my heart feels much better. Hope she learnt her lesson by eating meals regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVON, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY BY ME AND LAWRENCE!! U FINALLY CAN LEARN HOW TO DRIVE EVEN THOUGH U DUN HAVE TO LEARN!BUT DUN EVER SMOKE~~HAHAHA. LIKE THE CAP LETTERS?!BBBBLLLEAAAH~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS V DAY! hahaha. I cant even rem it if my junior din send me a sms to wish me happy v day. O well, Its not a day for me, so i dun really bother so much. But as a frenly person, I still send happy v day msg to frens. hahaha. Those who doesnt receive it, my apology, limited free sms lar. Wish all of u HAPPY V DAY HUH!spend every single SECONDS w ur most beloved one. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always find myself having split personality problem. Is it only me or many of u out dere also have such problem? Or maybe its just a norm?lol.Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相识不如不识&lt;br /&gt;至少心中还存着美好的幻想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixture of regret and grateful feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Regret of what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Grateful of what happened too. coz at least I've a chance to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 yrs have passed &amp;amp; seems like Im jogging on e spot.sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will B e next one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On e other hand, what's going to happen in e next chapter of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environmental, Electrical or Material Sci Engineering? Still deciding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions by u guys?Okay, maybe no one is reading this. = (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117093437009130812?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117093437009130812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117093437009130812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117093437009130812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117093437009130812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/speshow-kang.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117085607330872724</id><published>2007-02-07T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:47:53.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo! stepping into hse door feels so great.Yup, have nights off so I'm able to home-sweet-home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun knw what's wrong w me. Monday just book in in the morning, at afternoon time, I yearn to bk out. Its a kind of feeling dat I rarely had. Its not as if I just been thru a 7 days field camp or super xiong training. Its damn slack. Basically doing nth from morn to afternoon. Isnt the best kind of army life u can have as a NSF?Den why am I still yearning for book out?I should b grateful enough for such a life isnt tat so?Guess tts just show how greedy man can be. Nothing is ever satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking quite alot through my so-called free time. Sometimes I just wonder, am I really missing the past?Or am I just self pity-ing of all my efforts?In other words, Just feel sorry for the efforts and hardwork dat i've been putting in. I cant figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing at right this pt and look back to sch times, I both envy and mock at myself. I envy becoz I used to enjoy my life &amp; freedom even though I encounter problems, one after another.Now?Even if I wan to feel sad, I have to choose timing. Even if I wan to confide in someone, I've to choose weekends. How ridiculous can it be? Been hearing stuffs of NS frens can b buddies.Working together as one? Forget it man.All they knw is to play tai ji quan. Face up to the reality. None of dem are reliable.Heard of Serve And Fuck off? Or is it just me. Nevertheless, I just lost faith in anyone of dem. Correction, shld b ppl. I cant help but to place an invisible wall in between me and other ppl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to b in this way. I used to b much more open. Why as my life journey goes along, things just get worse?What's this?Isnt suppose to b the other way round becoz I knw how to handle things better?but instead, I become more selfish,building a defence armour within myself, just wan to stay in my comfort zone and NEVER get out of it. I dun even have the courage to face the challenges out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this is the real world.&lt;br /&gt;A world dat I've to learn how to be a bastard&lt;br /&gt;A world dat I'll never like to b in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, whenever I listen to my mp3 player, I never fails to think of the past. Regardless of u, my class, law, my team etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life is better, will I ever think of the past?I afraid not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just seems to lost myself, the real me. &amp;amp; e precious freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, pls tell me how to get back to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117085607330872724?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117085607330872724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117085607330872724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117085607330872724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117085607330872724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/whoo-stepping-into-hse-door-feels-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117059458010387726</id><published>2007-02-04T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:56:28.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah, today is pretty lethargic for me. Wondered why too. Felt so sianx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning wake up so early(okay, 9am on sun is considered early riteX), just to call dat so called un-welcome coordinator. She still sound the same. But I really wanna try teaching a class. So end up I still have to go down at evening time. After my PT, I felt damn sian n tired.Den just ps her. lol. Dont knw la. Too emotional at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 59 to tampines. It went past bedok reservoir I tink. It really never occur to me dat actually I'll pass by a place, a place where u fought ur way out. Memories flash back in my mind. It just feel so real, as if Im once dere watching ur competition. I could see dragonboats racing and ppl cheering even though they knw the ppl on the boat cant really hear dem and yet knwing that there're ppl supporting dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just so surprising for ppl like me who even have difficulty remembering what I do few hrs ago, can actually rem dat so clearly. Even I myself feel stunned. Its amazing.Really.. Amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my new student pretty alrite, seems to b more hardworking den my current student. Din expect dat she's actually a mix. haha. I still tot she's foreigner or what. But it will just hinders me in terms of language, cant speak mandarin. Her previous test papers are really hilarious. Nw, I really got some feel of teachers making fun of student's ans alr. Becoz nw, Im juz one of dem. I knw Im being some bad guy for nw. but really, its kind of funny. My eyes almost popped out. well, I begin to feel stress. Got more things to prepare. Esp E maths. haha. Crap man. I actually knw more of Additional Maths stuff than Elementary Maths stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I miraculously went to TM. haha~ dun knw la. just went dere coz im in the mid of deciding if I shld go to tat damn tuition centre. end up i alight at TM, went for a walk. Recall some of the fond memories dere too. The night 3 of us almost stranded at the bus stop opp tampines mrt station. The days law, me and daughters went dere to have fish &amp; co. haha. tt was my 1st fish &amp;amp; co meal can. But somehow, TM got me lost. Its too big and got lots of ppl! I was like, erm, which direction to go back to bus interchange. haha. but its kind of a shopping paradise to me.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at amk. GOSH! even amk is packed full w HUMANSSSSSSS~ when i saw dat i was likeee...*dead. feeling so lethargic and still have to meet dad they'all for dinner. + so many ppl = hell for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just feel so old and tired. Like. someone who is waiting for death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, Its just not a day for me. PMS-ing bahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117059458010387726?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117059458010387726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117059458010387726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117059458010387726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117059458010387726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/wah-today-is-pretty-lethargic-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-117055810819146379</id><published>2007-02-04T09:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T11:01:48.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my second assignment day. Tampines. Pretty anxious. Unlike the 1st student I took. No idea why. perhaps becoz the coordinator is much stricter. But well, I have prepared my notes for the student. I guess that's the furthest I can go to as a PT. Jw ask me,'wah, why ur assignment is always located at the boundary line of sg?' well, I dun have much choice yah. Who ask me to b $$-less.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. No idea if I shld go to the tampines tuition centre for interview nt. That woman sounds so....argh, not welcoming.Perhaps she dun have faith in my A level Maths. But well, indeed the new syllabus is much tougher than ours as Im clueless abt some new added topics as well.Getting worried after that woman keep shooting me questions thru the phone yesterday.hais.A bit regret dat I din take F maths in the past.Perhaps if i took F maths, I can score another A.lol.ah crap. See hows my 2nd assignment later on la huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless me pls. At least dun let me be a fool at the tuition centre. *prays&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty busy?okay, or rather eventful.haha. 1st meet up w jw and eileen(for sec txt bk.lol.) jw and I went to bk final theory test. I wonder if Im doing the correct thing.haha.But well, alr paid for it. The next thing i shld b doing is study hard/smart for it. Pool w jw and his cousin.haha. Yesterday is my on form day man. okays, rather initial start of the pool session only. Afterwards is his cousin who show some luck skill to both of us. Can u imagine?for 3 consecutive game, she win becoz both of us get both white and black ball in accidentally.Tt was sooooooo classic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up w juniors to celebrate tang qian's birthday. Tot that Im always the most lao jiao over dere. They surprised me with a J....7 i think.lol. older than me by 3 years old. I dun even knw her, wonder how they knw that senior of deirs and of coz,mine.ANyway, went for kenny rogers.eeee its not very nice. Or rather, not value for $. Its always so nice of dem to celebrate birthdays for deir teammate. haha. I guess that's the strength of the girls team. Being initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling session which bores some of dem at the later part. I wonder if i really become stronger or juz becoz i grow up. I used to use 11 pounds bowling ball, nw I use 13 or even 14 w no prob at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den...Rush off without saying bye to all of dem coz of supper w fren. haha. Nearly Im late man. Thankfully, Im not. Its been a lloooooonnnnnngggggg time(like 1 year+?) since I saw this dear fren of mine.haha. Changed. I almost cant recognise till I open up my big eyes to see.But guess other than appearance, nth much is changed, still as angelic as ever. lol I guess my tongue is growing longer after dat. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation juz make me tink,' Having a true fren is really like a god gift.'  Dont some of u realise in e change of frens as we grow up? Sometimes I just so miss the times in my pri sch. Or rather the frens. haha. We can b so caring towards each other even though we are not dat close. But as we grow up, we go into sec sch, we somehow began to develop a bo chap attitude. we din get back to pri sch fren simply becoz of sch work and handling new frens, taking dem as excuses. we took the times back for granted and simply forget abt it. Or logically there'll have another explanation. The circle of frens get widen in such a way dat one simply cant divide sufficient care for each of dem.lets see which one u took.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now?Needless to say, I dont even knw who is my true fren. Perhaps juz a few of dem dat I can count within my 5 fingers. Dats e max.if either dat or zero. Sounds pathetic yah. I dun knw what has gone into me. Perhaps its juz becoz im getting more n more selfish.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The days in camp is terrible enough. with the desire of wanting to see u &amp;amp; yet I cant, I become a crybaby at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-117055810819146379?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/117055810819146379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=117055810819146379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117055810819146379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/117055810819146379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-my-second-assignment-day_04.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116989072181962568</id><published>2007-01-27T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:27:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="entry-header"&gt;20 dollar&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="entry-content"&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding up a&lt;br /&gt;$20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who would like this $20 bill?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands started going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, let me do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked, "Who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands were up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he replied, "What if I do this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he dropped it on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands went into the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it did not decrease in value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still worth $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times in our lives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the decisions we make and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the circumstances that come our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel as though we are worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what has happened or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen, you will never lose your value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely&lt;br /&gt;creased,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but by WHO WE ARE.&lt;br /&gt;You are special&lt;br /&gt;Don't EVER forget it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh. Got this from yew's blog. Interesting isnt it.&lt;/p&gt;I began to wonder.. do I worth 20 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, to many ppl out dere, do i worth 20 dollars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for my family, I guess Im juz worthless to most of dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking on the bright side, at the very least, I've my family by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I began to question my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the problem w me is being too pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116989072181962568?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116989072181962568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116989072181962568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116989072181962568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116989072181962568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/20-dollar-well-known-speaker-started.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116983398317912038</id><published>2007-01-27T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T12:32:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;下沙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%D3%CE%BA%E8%C3%F7"&gt;游鸿明&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%CF%C2%C9%B3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;下沙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下沙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都有无法忘记的人&lt;br /&gt;思念会像细沙穿过你的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;轻轻开了门&lt;br /&gt;只有风雨声&lt;br /&gt;我觉得爱情让人变得残忍&lt;br /&gt;原本相爱的人变成心头的针&lt;br /&gt;越是爱的真越是伤的深&lt;br /&gt;就像黑夜和白天&lt;br /&gt;相隔一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;明知道说再见&lt;br /&gt;再见面也只有明天&lt;br /&gt;天空啊下著沙&lt;br /&gt;也在笑我太傻&lt;br /&gt;你就别再追寻&lt;br /&gt;看不清的脚印&lt;br /&gt;天空啊下著沙&lt;br /&gt;也在为我牵挂&lt;br /&gt;把爱葬在沙里&lt;br /&gt;还有你的消息&lt;br /&gt;你走了就走了不要想起&lt;br /&gt;风走了沙走了不要想起&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUMx6vmqFg8&amp;NR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUMx6vmqFg8&amp;amp;NR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is not about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, true frens and family relations are e most impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True frens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun knw, I juz feel like LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, Nw, Im juz drinking alcohol again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of my fren's blog entry titled 'What If..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, alot of What Ifs pop up in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I've not fallen into this damn hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I've work harder for my A levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I've not kknown u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I've been a better captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I can talk better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I hang on longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I cherish my JC frens more during JC times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I drink more and end my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if................I can forget you as easy as ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop whining and look forward to bangkok trip dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahaahhahahaha. i wan more alcohol!can someone buy more for me nw?lol~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, I wan to slp nw. bye~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116983398317912038?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116983398317912038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116983398317912038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116983398317912038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116983398317912038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116931219463394000</id><published>2007-01-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:10:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo. Succeeded in my plan of saving. few more weeks to go man jl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through frenster's profile. Juz happen to see law's profile.haha. den i realise, I've not been doing pull ups for such a long time! But the pull up stunt we do really makes me tink of sch days again. Next friday Im on off!! can go back to sch to play Table-Tennis again. of coz, provided tat there's training yah.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite amused how fast weekend can juz zoom past me. Afternoon juz went to pool w jw. den nite dinner. wah, sat is going to end alr!tml sunday...bk in 2100. shucks. somemore tml my relative wedding, whole day gone again. So dread of bking in. O man, how can I be feeling this way when I still have almost 380 days to ORD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway, juz read a news. How a grandma dotes on her grandson even though he does numerous of evil things to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil things done.&lt;br /&gt;1. Steal 100k from her bank&lt;br /&gt;2.forge her signature and take out money&lt;br /&gt;3. poison her w mercury despite the fact that she dotes on him so much&lt;br /&gt;4. she suffered 10 days of torment in hospital and yet she dun blame him when he only leave 5 bucks for his grandma in her bank&lt;br /&gt;5. e list goes on n on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man, what kind of love is this. 'I have never blamed him &amp;amp; I still love him'&lt;br /&gt;Really cant believe this, after all these things, she actually din blame him AT ALL?!&lt;br /&gt;I guess, this is what we call true love.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt tat so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, we find it hard to forgive someone we love when he/she does something severe wrong thing to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are we still having pure true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of love are we having when its being compared to that grandma's love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, its superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its the same for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz I blame you.as well as myself.but I still hold it tight. Im a devil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116931219463394000?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116931219463394000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116931219463394000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116931219463394000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116931219463394000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116878407906376337</id><published>2007-01-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:31:25.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.mp3.qikoo.com/index.html?kw=%B2%BB%D2%AA%CB%B5%B1%A7%C7%B8"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;不要说抱歉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-left: 15px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.mp3.qikoo.com/index.html?kw=%B3%C2%BB%DB%C1%D5"&gt;陈慧琳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-left: 15px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.mp3.qikoo.com/index.html?kw=Stylish%20%20Index"&gt;Stylish  Index&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://wap.qihoo.com/ywap/1100/10025/down_geci.php?CODE=42796" onclick="return ow(this,450,420);"&gt;下载该歌词到手机&lt;/a&gt;                                         搜索“&lt;a href="http://search.mp3.qikoo.com/index.html?kw=%B2%BB%D2%AA%CB%B5%B1%A7%C7%B8"&gt; 不要说抱歉 &lt;/a&gt;”mp3&lt;br /&gt;    搜索“&lt;a href="http://search.mp3.qikoo.com/index.html?kw=%B3%C2%BB%DB%C1%D5"&gt;陈慧琳&lt;/a&gt;”的歌曲&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://wap.qihoo.com/ywap/1100/10025/down_geci.php?CODE=42796" onclick="return ow(this,450,420);"&gt;下载该歌词到手机&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;font&gt;作曲:吴国敬,孙伟明     作词:姚谦     编曲:姚谦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们应该停止了想念才可能快乐一点&lt;br /&gt;无论是谁爱深谁爱浅都已是过往云烟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你太擅长对爱情冒险让我觉得不安全&lt;br /&gt;于是心情开始疲倦任性就说出再见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们以为分手了就能拥有自由的机会&lt;br /&gt;你躲在别的爱浮沉我在寂寞里伤悲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;不要说抱歉&lt;/span&gt;是我放你走远&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱像一种季节&lt;br /&gt;冬天过了却不是春天&lt;br /&gt;在各自世界继续沉淀&lt;br /&gt;当地球转到黑夜那边&lt;br /&gt;你有没有梦见我的泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tired. But gd news! CNY going to bangkok~~ quite happy but nw pocket got one hole. haha. Paid 600 bucks for the trip. O well, Guess dat's the price of going overseas w my family members. Still, I feel excited abt the trip. heh =) Bangkok, doesnt sound like a very advance country w lots of entertainment facilities.  Maybe Im shallow. But definitely, for sure, there're many clothes for me to purchase. So, Im going to shop till I drop. DEAD!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Im going to spend like hell during CNY, for these few weekends, I SHALL NOT GO OUT!I'll try to stay at home and play games to pass my time like some idiots. haha. okay, not criticising ppl who play games at home. But juz feel dat bkout time is a time to gather frens ard u though..If according to my plan of max 50 bucks per week, i'll save at least...320 per mth!(considering there're only 4 week per mth) seE? Im &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; underpaid. So I've succeeded in my 1st week. 3 more to go! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. Hope I can teach a class soon. I guess it'll b a super nice and stress experience for me though. Facing students and try to squeeze out theories in a clear manner. It'll b quite different from 1-1.^^ If I like it, I tink i'll go NIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial Black,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;'We always notice how funny it is after  you rip out our hearts, stick it down our throat and still want to be friends'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True statement isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="td_1" align="justify"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;The Taurus lad is big, powerfully built and  obstinate. While he may be extremely stubborn and want to have his way, it would  do well to remember that 'his' way is probability the best 'way' of all! He can  be very opinionated, but he can also be extremely patient, tolerant and  dependable. He pursues his goals with perseverance and determination, and it  shows up in his schoolwork. He does well at school, paving the way to a good  career. He can often be self-indulgent, spending money on the good life. He  works hard so that he can pay for his own indulgences. The Taurus lad knows the  value of networking and always mixes with the right crowd. He is a plodder, and  rarely gives in to frustrations. He enjoys outdoor activities like hiking and  gardening; anything that gets him close to the earth. The Taurus boy is a neat,  orderly person. All in all, he is the perfect son to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="td_1" align="justify"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;You are also very slow to anger. However, when you do, it takes a long time for  your anger to cool down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="td_1" align="justify"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;O man. its pretty true for me. It will take a freaking long time for my negative emotion to activate and cool down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;(7) GOOD AMBITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: What do you want to become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little  Johnny: Doctor !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny: Coz its the only  profession where u can tell a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to take off her clothes and ask her  husband to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink i going to b one soon =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116878407906376337?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116878407906376337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116878407906376337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116878407906376337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116878407906376337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/stylish-index-mp3-quite-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116636824084386980</id><published>2007-01-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:34:06.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For nw, I shall keep a blog entry of gift making process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I start this?But well, its been a surprise that when I suggest to make farewell gifts for the J2s, yew boon,glenn, zhao qin and joshua agreed instantly.haha. O well, It took us entire 4 weekends to finish the products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The other 2 suay suay tio guard duty, so bo bian, left me, zhao qin n boon only. At 1st 3 of us are like, what to do for dem?After numerous of discussion, we decide on doing a photo album for dem. haha. its kind of gay, but at that pt of time, we tink tat tat's the best gift that we can give dem and they'll b touched. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing Photos for everyone isnt an easy task. We encounter quite a bit of problems. We do not have enough pictures for Chee How who most of us dun really knw him as he's juz a member of NYTT.oops =X Nevertheless at the end, we managed to squeeze some lame photos out of somewhere for him. Hopefully he dun mind. =) Of coz, for my daughters,their edition muz b special a bit de. W the family photos..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O man, not only tat. After buying all the papers and stuffs, we realise that, oops!how to blind it up!?Zhao Qin suggest dun knw what knot la.haha. but well, these few things alone used up 1 whole weekend...surprising isnt it?Choosing pictures really wth de waste lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/821040/DSCN0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/125114/DSCN0146.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ 3 of us after 'Shopping'.. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/299933/DSCN0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/653920/DSCN0144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Zhao Qin &amp; Me ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/400946/DSCN0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/432057/DSCN0147.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Me &amp; Xiao Shuai Ge! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/516860/DSCN0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/642979/DSCN0148.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ HoHOhO~ Shorties pic! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2nd weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Finally finish choosing the photos. Joshua, me and yew boon went to photo shop to print it out.omg. 90+ photos can.lol. Moreover, its not the end yet, becoz we have not choose a pic for the front and back page!Actually its for 12 ppl, so...alrite la huh. Din knw printing photos can take up to like 3 hrs. ah, unexperienced la huh. so 3 of us end up like go pool and relax till joshua got to go at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting e photos, went back to boon hse for 'work'. Had dinner w him n his mum.haha.his mum is a nice person. =) not becoz of the free meal but becoz of her personality.hahah.Still, thanks for the meal sia boon!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz pasting the photos onto the papers took us 1 nite. Literally 1 nite.haha. We only finish at ard 11 den i can get 'release from work' and go home to have a nice slp. Lets see the initial look of the 'products'. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/519350/DSCN0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/630990/DSCN0156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~oMg! See e amount of double-sided tape being USED?! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date is drawing near. We dun have time to lose. The next week we'll b meeting dem alr. &amp; we have not finish writing the msgs!hahah. Not only tat, yew boon has to design the 'NYJC ping pang' word. all of us except for glenn who cant make it on sat rushed to write all the msgs on dat day.Its been tough for us i guess. Trying to squeeze some words from our retarded brains out for dem is really not easy esp when all of us have not been writing for like 1 year.Not only dat, I still have to think of the captions for the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend alr!&amp;amp; yet we have some photos haven print and the captions. lol. On 161206, the day we going to meet dem, we're still doing their present can. Morn went boon hse to make a final decision for the front and last 2nd page's picture. The last 2nd page's picture is e most troublesome. Actually wanted to form a picture which is like..multiple of us squeezed into a picture. U knw?like fen sheng shu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. we dun knw how to do. so bo bian end up we took 9 pics to form one picture which i tink is pretty nice!heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/384282/DSCN0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/702092/DSCN0174.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Joshua ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/503402/DSCN0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/622361/DSCN0176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Glenn, our beloved v-cap! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/283606/DSCN0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/642098/DSCN0180.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Zhao Qin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/530448/DSCN0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/892442/DSCN0179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Yew Boon, Shuai Ge of the team! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/304517/DSCN0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/384584/DSCN0181.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Needless to say, CPT LI (salute me pls. =P) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/278218/DSCN0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/741605/DSCN0159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~lol, we lookeed pretty gay yah?bo bian. no one help us to take photo. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/316522/DSCN0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/996900/DSCN0186.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ O man, Look at the mess! *faint ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/497003/DSCN0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/23543/DSCN0182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Finally! DONE~! :D :D ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/191090/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/914431/collage3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ BEST PHOTO!=D nice isnt it?heheh ^^ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After which I rushed to finish all the captions while the others continue to make a final touch up of their msgs and use boon's printer to finish the so-called project.hah.Met some technical problems also. End up have to amend alot of stuffs. Tats y we call it PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the 235762 years later of photo printing process which is actually 3 hrs, we have no choice but to bring these photos and go to dg mrt station and paste. But, we end up pasting some of dem in MRT!! hahaha. We even took a picture on the train sia. So spastic. Its such a pity dat zhao qin and boon dun wan to join us for the photo taking, else it'll b one of the best jing dian moments.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/640424/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/198272/Image081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Say Cheese! =D ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we reached dg mrt station, we find a spot which not many ppl can see us and continue pasting..&amp; to our GREAT surprise, we actually concidentally saw mich!!hahah. such a long time din see her alr. Its such a pity dat she cant join us coz she's unreachable previously &amp;amp; she's going out w her frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/739370/DSCN0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/969759/DSCN0200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ NYTT'04/05! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After finishing the pasting of photos, I decided to take pictures of every page coz it really took alot of 'blood' and effort.here is it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys Album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/841608/DSCN0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/494432/DSCN0194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/8210/DSCN0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/991985/DSCN0187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girls Album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Cover Page. Cool rite?heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/344685/DSCN0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/951198/DSCN0195.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/202643/DSCN0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/650515/DSCN0188.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st day till we fight as a team.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st photo is during the 1st three months when they 1st came in. Seeing these 2 photos really reminds me of the days when we gather as a team even though I was a failure.&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd photo is when we play finish competition, we went for KFC. Still can rem the hearty meal we had and the numerous photos we took. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/536492/DSCN0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/432059/DSCN0196.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/271761/DSCN0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/180713/DSCN0189.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Memorable Fighting Days..&lt;br /&gt;The days when we are photo whoring after the matches. Took quite a number of funny pictures though. Not only funny pictures. We've some funny videos as well. Esp that law and yy, the 2 freaking jokers of the team just make the whole thing fun. I miss it. The days when we shout together as a team, even though. most of e time is on competition times. When will b the next time? How I wish I could hear NYTT roar again.*hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/67074/DSCN0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/824168/DSCN0197.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/998201/DSCN0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/811487/DSCN0190.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Good Bye Times 4 Us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days we hand over NYTT to the J1s &amp; say gd bye to dem. The day when they make a farewell party for us and wish us gd luck in our future. Thanks for everything. Hope the farewell dat we prepared is gd enough for u'all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/470531/DSCN0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/312816/DSCN0198.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/95773/DSCN0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/798331/DSCN0191.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which Makes Us Come Back After Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after graduation, my badge of ppl miss training together w ourselves and the juniors.Esp me and law, miss our TIC as well. Our beloved Miss Sim and Mr.Leong. Not forgetting Mr.Koh who help me to seize a place in NYJC, giving me a chance to prove myself dat I can do better than what's shown on my O level Cert.Thanks Mr.Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/145193/DSCN0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/928453/DSCN0199.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/133472/DSCN0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/717646/DSCN0192.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contributed By: NYTT 2004/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recognisation  of our own effort. oops. lol. In case anyone of u miss us, can see this nicely collaged photo too!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/735747/DSCN0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/498182/DSCN0185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/715987/DSCN0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/858083/DSCN0193.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Msgs for J2s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a long time to fill up the whole page though. However, these words are from the bottom of our hearts. Cherish it &amp; it'll benefit u throughout ur life. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally....I wld like to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks NYTT for giving me fun &amp;amp; laughter during my JC times.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On dat day itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had fish &amp; co w the guys! Nice dinner. All J3s except for glenn shared fabulous alcohol and food. Coz glenn, as usual, order SUPER nutrition food like salad. haha.No wonder he's still so SKINNY! O well, we still end up had some fun taking some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/1600/723450/DSCN0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3566/470/320/524036/DSCN0205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYTT 3G gathering for J2 farewell party! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated from 16dec'06 to 13Jan '07&lt;br /&gt;Oops, took such a long time to blog this.. :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116636824084386980?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116636824084386980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116636824084386980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116636824084386980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116636824084386980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-nw-i-shall-keep-blog-entry-of-gift.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116861594570871107</id><published>2007-01-12T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:32:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dbd7d2;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 127&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eceae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&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/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O?&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/9408473-116861594570871107?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116861594570871107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116861594570871107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116861594570871107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116861594570871107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2007/01/your-eq-is-127-50-or-less-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116698165859643974</id><published>2006-12-25T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:34:52.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fun Flirt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/fun-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just can't help yourself... you flirt with everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, girls, crushes, and friends. They're all victims to your charm.&lt;br /&gt;You're into silly innuendos, sexy jokes, and playful touches.&lt;br /&gt;You are a huge flirt, yet you never make anyone (too) uncomfortable!&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/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirt Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah another joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dating Purity Score: 91%&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 src="http://images.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/innocent-dater.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an innocent dater.&lt;br /&gt;You're either lacking in dating experience or have had a long serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, there's still plenty of fish in the sea out there for you to sample!&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/datingpuritytest/"&gt;Dating Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, quite true. Im such a noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Body Image is 12% Unhealthy, 88% Healthy&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/howsyourbodyimagequiz/bodyimage-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a great body image. You know that no one looks perfect, and you're happy the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;Also, you don't judge other people on their looks... and it helps them feel better about their own bodies!&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/howsyourbodyimagequiz/"&gt;How's Your Body Image?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, quite true, disagree w 1st sentence though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table  align="center" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(212, 225, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Extroversion Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dbe2fe"&gt;Friendliness: Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e2e4fd"&gt;Cheerfulness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eae5fc"&gt;Sociability: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1e6fb"&gt;Activity Level: Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8e8fa"&gt;Assertiveness: Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe9f9"&gt;Excitement Seeking: Very Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howextrovertedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Extroverted Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, see?IM VERY FRENLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Date a Gemini&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 src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/gemini.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncommitted, unfocused, and more selfish than they let on - a gemini is a full time project you don't want to take on.&lt;br /&gt;You may be attracted to a Gemini's wit and energy, but you'll be exhausted after an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating: Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio,  or Capricorn&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/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Shouldn't You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: May 9&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 src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a feeling that lingers for really long time - even after a relationship is totally over.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you still make have strong feelings for the first person you fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;You usually are reluctant to end relationships. And sometimes you're the last to know that things are ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 9th, 18th, and 27th of the month.&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/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in deep trouble! = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Mature&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 src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/mature-1.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may not always feel like it, you're a full fledged adult.&lt;br /&gt;And while everyone should be as mature as you, most people aren't!&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/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;Are You Immature?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I ALWAYS dun feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 49% Feminine, 51% Masculine&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 src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/gender-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in touch with both your feminine and masculine sides.&lt;br /&gt;You're sensitive at the right times, but you don't let your emotions overwhelm you.&lt;br /&gt;You're not a eunuch, just the best of both genders.&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/areyoumasculineorfemininequiz/"&gt;Are You Masculine or Feminine?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. No wonder ppl call mi chio bu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craps, tired. yawnsssss~ slpin!&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/9408473-116698165859643974?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116698165859643974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116698165859643974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116698165859643974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116698165859643974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-are-fun-flirt-you-just-cant-help.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116629203565761113</id><published>2006-12-17T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:00:35.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I really got LOTS of things to blog abt. Really. I dun even knw how to start for nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel of anxious, care naturally came back. Its juz like what I used to b. Finding ways 2 make e situation a better one. I dun knw if that's frenship only. &amp; nw, I wondering how's the 1st assignment's process like. Smooth-sailing?Fuck it la, forget it can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when u really wan to make an effort to get everyone together, and things doesnt work out v well, its fine. But what really piss me off is when I make so much effort in getting everyone together, u this stupid current captain who doesnt knw anything, one who doesnt even knw how to initiate to bond the team, actually dare to comment tat im a lousy organiser. Okay, I agreed that Im not a gd organiser, but cant u fucking bloody use ur fucker eyes to see that Im trying to accomadate to everyone's desire?U tink being an organiser is v easy is it?Comment abt that is still fine, I can accept this. Comment alr, still dun have suggestion on how to improve the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, still ask me irritating questions. Why u organise this?Why u do gifts for the J2s?FUCK LA!can u use ur fucking little useless brain to tink?use ur ass to tink also can la. Why I wanna do. knn. U really pissed me off tonite, if u're juz alone w me, i'll sure give u a bad dressing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Please lor, I really dun knw how u b Captain. Regardless of skill or character, u're not e best. Skill SO LOUSY! wa lan eh, really buay ta han lor. Still always wanna challenge me. Dude, ur skill is incomparable to mine can. U cant even B my leg hair! To b frank la dude, I always feel so sian when I play w u, coz ur ball really no challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the J1s. Suggest to go Marina SQ after dinner at PS. They say no time coz its alr 830. in the end?e 5 of dem went Marina SQ. wtf. &amp;amp; pls la, when ppl arrange outing at nite, Please keep the night free. what 10 have to go. lame lor. 6plus 7 den eat dinner. den what kind of activity can i plan for u'all?Kbox u'all like no interest. Find place to tok cock u'all also like tat. WHAT U'ALL WANT?!ask where u'all wan to go?got suggestion den someone give some lame comments like no time or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LA!THE J1S, CAN U'ALL B MORE MATURE OR NT?!CHILDISH BUNCH OF KIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least, try to be more compromising and give CONSTRUCTIVE suggestion to make the situation better can. Not being like a kid, waiting to b spoon-fed den if nt walk away. bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J2s, a bit disappointed though u'all r very compromising and easy-going. The gifts, we J3s really had put alot alot of effort in it. We do for fully 4 weekends, till 6pm at db mrt station den we manage to finish everything.I dun knw if it means anything to u'all. BUt I cant really see e respond. Perhaps Im blind. Perhaps u'all will juz throw it aside when u'all get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw la, perhaps Im expecting too much juz becoz I put in alot of effort. Its really damn depressing when the whole team of effort is so much n yet the result is like this. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, Im not in mood to blog the happy moments we had tonite. Im too overwhelmed by the stupid childish J1s and of coz, my inability to plan well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116629203565761113?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116629203565761113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116629203565761113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116629203565761113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116629203565761113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-i-really-got-lots-of-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116594547531358527</id><published>2006-12-13T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:47:02.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog blog blog. Feel as if im back to the old days, when I come blogging so frequently.Unlike nw, once per mth or fortnightly.haha.O well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mon went back for Training.B4 that, I went for 2.4km run and some pull ups.haha.anyway, Really got LOTS of ppl coz of SA ppl coming. I din get to play much even though Im a senior. But nvm, its right to do so also la. Coz its meant for the current students to train up their lousy skills. The girls had done well like me. Won all matches!lol. Okay, I only played 3 matches, 1 v tough one(3-2), 2 pretty easy ones(3-0). Played against their top player, bing lin. Quite pressurised in the 1st place, but in e end still managed to kick him off w the score of 3-2. Well, i tink he din put in his 100% coz heard that he's actually a v gd player. haha. In any case, he saved my face in NY tat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys, quite disappointing, but quite expected when I saw the whole SA team members. Coz I knw some of dem. Really hope that this frenly match can knock some sense into dem and they wont be so complacent anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the training, Asked the J1s to come for the gathering too. haha. seems like the respond isnt as bad as I tink. Ard got 6 or more coming alr. tat day will have hell lots of ppl coming!ard 20.=)) Hope it will be fun n no one ps/cmi last min. &amp; space for us to eat together as one. heh. I guess it will be a great sense of achievement for my badge of ppl (except for one who doesnt wan to participate) if really all of dem are coming on tat day. heheh. so excited abt tat day........~ &amp;amp; ya, SORRY LAWRENCE! U really called at the wrong time, Im still playing a match when u called. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lunched at bishan w J1s. Same old thing, always try to ask me for some treats. lol. =P but nvm la, as long as its still within my ability n everyone is happy. Treat them drinks only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER long bus ride to pasir ris w evon. Listen to some stories abt 1 lame guy which I really laugh out loud in my heart. O well, I guess this kind of thing only pretty girls experience it yah?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet da jie to make diane's birthday card. Along the way to her hse, I happen to passby dr 6 which law's mum will be ard.Pass law's vcd to her mum which is a wrong decision. haha. Coz immediately after I pass the VCD, the sky IMMEDIATELY RAIN!omg. &amp; both me and da jie got stranded in a HDB block. sads. Stoned dere for quite long b4 we are able to go to her hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the card isnt easy at all even though its a v simple one. haha. Diane, u shld keep it well else i'll kill u.lol. :P We spent really like hrs to discuss on the font and everything.  After that, I still rushed down to CIne for Kbox w my JC clazmates to celebrate Munling's birthday.haha.Damn 'fruitful' man tat day. Also quite shag.My brain almost gt burnt. Almost slpt at the end of the Kbox session. but had fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, supposed to meet da jie at 10 am.city hall My alarm clock rings at 8am. I make it snooze till 8.35am den I force myself out of bed, bath and use internet to tok cock w law for a while b4 i get my ass out of the hse w slpy head. Slpt thruout the journey from bishan to cityhall. haha. Actually wanna go marina sq to search for photoshop to laminate the card.but well, they dun have such service, so we laminate ourselves w a softer quality laminate paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started Kbox-ing at 11am. I guess due to my presence, Diane was quite shy to sing. haha. Really damn soft. Perhaps we shld request for 3 or more mics for u next time ar, dajie, do u agree?lol. I couldnt really sing also coz I was quite tired. O ya, the Klunch's food improved alot. but dun ever drink milo in marina sq's Kbox, it taste like some drain's water.EeeK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Kbox, we actually go arcade &amp;amp; gelare! Its been a long time since I taste the wonder gelare waffle w ice cream.(of coz, w the waffle price being halved also! ;) ) Tok cock and played some stupid game which I really cmi as I got psychomoto(sp?) Nearly go crazy when playing that game. &amp; sorry ar diane. Today I cant really entertain both of u coz my mind is really damn tired. Cant tink of any lame stuffs which makes this celebration not as fun. haha. Hope u dun mind. :$ O ya, thanks for the 'ta shi ni de mei mei' 's joke. lol. I din knw ur age actually can b doubled. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im beat nw also, got to rest, going to table-tennis!!Love ya, table-tennis. =)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Im dying to see u one more time, but again what kind of reaction I'll have?Probably wave and walk away even though I wan to hug u tight and say I still love u, as deep as b4...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116594547531358527?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116594547531358527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116594547531358527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116594547531358527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116594547531358527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-blog-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116576239264197248</id><published>2006-12-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:57:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY ITS BLOCK LEAVE ALR!!!!!!!WHOO~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, today, I do not have the happy feel of having block leave.The whole day I was in a daze. In the afternoon, I was doing farewell gifts for the current J2s. When I was doing it alone at home, it reminded me of the stuffs i do for u. Till glenn came den I was able to divert this tot away. Even when I was having dinner w my parents, image of both of us toking on the grand stand appear in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help but to feel down and tired. As if, I do not have any energy to carry on w my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions I wan to ask which I din ask in the past came to my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;Why after the happy chat we had on that day, juz the next day, u seems 2 change?&lt;br /&gt;Ur face expression differs alot from tat day and juz the next day when me n law pass present to min.U wont rem it anyway I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so crappy. Even nw, Im drinking alcohol , bloggin and tinking of u.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to use alcohol to make me feel numb and forget abt everything.&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I miss u, I juz feel like drinking. Drink till e extent tat I cant even rem my surname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, tml is table-tennis day. Tml will b a fun day for me. yes. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;静静地陪你走了好远好远&lt;br /&gt;连眼睛红了都没有发现&lt;br /&gt;听着你说你现在的改变&lt;br /&gt;看着我依然最爱你的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;连这条旧路依然没有改变&lt;br /&gt;以往的每次路过都是晴天&lt;br /&gt;想起我们有过的从前&lt;br /&gt;泪水就一点一点开始蔓延&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我转过我的脸不让你看见&lt;br /&gt;深藏的暗涌已经越来越明显&lt;br /&gt;过完了今天就不要再见面&lt;br /&gt;我害怕每天醒来想你好几遍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我吻过你的脸你双手曾在我的双肩&lt;br /&gt;感觉有那么甜我那么依恋&lt;br /&gt;每当我闭上眼我总是可以看见&lt;br /&gt;失信的诺言全部都会实现&lt;br /&gt;我吻过你的脸&lt;br /&gt;虽然你不在我的身边&lt;br /&gt;我还是祝福你过得好一点&lt;br /&gt;短开的感情线我不要做断点&lt;br /&gt;只想在睡前再听见你的蜜语甜言&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116576239264197248?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116576239264197248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116576239264197248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116576239264197248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116576239264197248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-its-block-leave-alrwhoo-yet-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116559347141302036</id><published>2006-12-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:57:51.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/catpeople/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Hierophant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Hierophant's purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) deals with worldly problems. He is well suited to do this because he strives to create harmony and peace in the midst of a crisis. The Hierophant's only problem is that he can be stubborn and hidebound. At his best, he is wise and soothing, at his worst, he is an unbending traditionalist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Have a gd laugh. pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116559347141302036?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116559347141302036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116559347141302036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116559347141302036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116559347141302036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-are-hierophant-divine-wisdom.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116515928592251628</id><published>2006-12-03T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:02:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually couldnt believe that I wasted one whole day away juz like this today.But yesterday's alcohol somehow make me slp till 12 + noon. I couldnt wake up at all man. haha. Luckily the run w bro n boon is cancelled. Or else i surely die during the run. haha. I can hardly move my body when the clock hits 7am. &amp; thats when the gd news sms arrived. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, my sis made me feel so different when comes to the night. She brought my family to No Signboard Seafood Restaurant. Its located at Esplanade. It has a pretty nice environment. Food, dun need to say. Bravo. *burps =D When I graduate from NUS,the 1st pay I got, I sure use it to treat my family at the same restaurant. Tts a promise. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically stoned my afternoon away by looking at the past photos.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so tired. Damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;What Sam said to me is quite true I tink.&lt;br /&gt;Im not like I used to be during my JC times.&lt;br /&gt;I become so...nua nw.&lt;br /&gt;What has NS turn me into?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps A complete pessimistic guy.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly recalled of the advices I gave to my frens.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; nw I realise, I myself cant even fulfill any of these advices.&lt;br /&gt;'Time will heal all the wounds'&lt;br /&gt;Tts what everytime ppl says&lt;br /&gt;But for me, I guess..Time just make me feel used to the pain of the wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever my tots are, perhaps they're not the truth&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, my tots juz amplify the saddening effects in me.&lt;br /&gt;hais&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I wanna knw is just if u really have feelings for me b4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116515928592251628?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116515928592251628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116515928592251628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116515928592251628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116515928592251628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/12/actually-couldnt-believe-that-i-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116390900031918776</id><published>2006-11-19T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T12:03:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O well, last week I tink, went out w my badge of TT-ians. haha. Sometimes, its kind of surprising tat I can bond w certain ppl &amp; yet we're not really close. Dun knw how to express it but well, my team &amp;amp; pang family r  gd eg den. I always feel happy when I saw dem, unlike the current J1s. Affinity ba I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though its juz a short meeting up, we got lots of things to lame ard w. Quite surprised tat when I suggest to do something for the current J2s, they agreed immediately. Unlike some who dun even willing to fork out few bucks for dem. bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn was super funny la. Went to cut his hair b4 he come to meet us. lol. but well, long time din touch botak head alr! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ O man, Law, do u miss this delicacy?!=P ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Boon w his new earrings! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ yoyo, pre-Xmas celebration!haha ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Me w the shorties! lol =X ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ O man glenn, u're so cute w tt hairstyle!lol ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dun ever watch A gd year if u din read the bk. Coz it wont make much sense to u unless u're someone like kira.haha. Im not like him, so it doesnt make much sense to me. Or maybe, I juz doze off during the show unknwingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really hope e farewell 4 j2s will run smoothly. yup, really hope so. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最怕寂寞的夜晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;它令我想起你的一切&lt;br /&gt;为你掉过多少眼泪，&lt;br /&gt;为你心碎过多少次，&lt;br /&gt;你永远都不会知道。&lt;br /&gt;因为我的生日你都不记得，&lt;br /&gt;而我连你的手机号码都无法忘记...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116390900031918776?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116390900031918776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116390900031918776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116390900031918776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116390900031918776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-well-last-week-i-tink-went-out-w-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116213435655691584</id><published>2006-11-10T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:41:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Da jie's birthday(15October)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. okay, i knw im VERY outdated. its alr like a mth past liao den i start bloggin abt this.  but well, at least i blogged k!lol.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/IMG_0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ See?A monkey beside da jie. :D ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/IMG_0014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ B4 Xm comes.. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/IMG_0016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Wa..XM so Fierce.. o.O ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/IMG_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/IMG_0020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Yah, this is so much better. =) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/IMG_0022.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/IMG_0022.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Wa lan eh, dun knw what's wrong. but well, nice rite?heh :D ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope u like our gifts for u da jie! tts the 3rd year celebration for u alr.(^_^) * ur trademark smiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116213435655691584?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116213435655691584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116213435655691584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116213435655691584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116213435655691584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/11/da-jies-birthday15october-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116222924636926166</id><published>2006-10-31T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:27:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I juz. regret that I didnt take enough pictures during JC times.&lt;br /&gt;didnt put in enough effort for Table-Tennis as well.hais&lt;br /&gt;I juz... miss dem badly, esp e team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, watched The Prestige. Pretty nice. The Magic tricks are really fabulous. But e level of obsession for magic is really a bit too overwhelming. Secrets can cause so much troubles.HOw nice can the world be, if AND ONLY if there are no disputes among ppl, ppl juz live together happily.wells..A perfect impossible world.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human always dont cherish what they have, they only cherish it when its lost.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sad to say, Im a human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116222924636926166?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116222924636926166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116222924636926166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116222924636926166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116222924636926166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-i-juz.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116170342400072440</id><published>2006-10-24T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T23:23:44.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>昨天的不开心不要留到今天，&lt;br /&gt;海岸的浪花只在瞬间绽放却依然如此美丽。&lt;br /&gt;流星的闪烁只为求得你注视片刻!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful sentences isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道你还没看到, 整个天 慢慢黑掉&lt;br /&gt;你所说的我总做到，就除了把你给忘掉&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116170342400072440?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116170342400072440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116170342400072440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116170342400072440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116170342400072440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/10/beautiful-sentences-isnt-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116150870943858054</id><published>2006-10-22T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:09:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;25th Wedding Anniversary(7th Oct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the date when my parents engaged as man and wife. It've been 25 yrs alr. quarter of a century. Think back of it, time really flies. But somehow, 2 yrs of NS crawls. Alrite. From another pt of view, I envy of their strong love. Not as if I hope tat they dun love each other. But in the sense that, its not easy to see ppl to have such long lasting love alr for our generation isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we decided to have a gd family meal to like celebrate this long lasting love. So my sis brought us to ah yat restaurant at turf city. O man. When I enter the restaurant, I feel as if I had enter some china restaurant. All the waiter/waitress are china ppl!surprising isnt it?Can employ me during weekend what rite. I can speak better eng.lol.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, the food were pretty nice. let me show u some of the delicacy I've enjoyed tat nite. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Bao Chi ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Bao Yu! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Other than that, We still ordered da zha xie!*burpssssss~ It was nice. But I had trouble handling the crab's meat. I was a total noob. E way of having it is so different from the normal crab that we ate on e normal days. My sis almost burst her top when my actions are so clumsy.lol. SOrry arh. :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much persuasion, finally, sis agreed to have a family photo. heh. I dun knw, but seems like a family photo, nw to me is v impt. Somehow, I wan to keep some memories. Weird huh. Only learnt such things after I enlist. Guess this is what NS benefits me. &amp; perhaps, tat's the only benefit.lol.Well, here it is..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Quarter of A Century ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The price, in the end, is very shocking. I really had a shock of my life. Its even higher than my mthly allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, at least, we enjoyed it. Love all of u. :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;If                      I had one of the abilities of God, I would have chosen to                      relive my past, and slowly, tenderly, treasuring every                      single hour, minute and second with you. Every single moment                      with you.As long as u're by my side.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116150870943858054?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116150870943858054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116150870943858054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116150870943858054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116150870943858054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/10/25th-wedding-anniversary7th-oct-this.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-116092915910296130</id><published>2006-10-16T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:46:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, its been such a long time I've been here alr. These few weeks are pretty busy for me. Yah, as u knw, I only have 2 days to myself and everyone ard me per week. Guess its time for me to add some colours into this blog. It has been too depressed alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Ubin Trip(1st Oct)&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ubin w jw and his cousin. haha. a bit of a  weird combi. well, its nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 3 Of Us on boat ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See?Shirene. Im a much better photographer! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Pulau Ubin ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nice isnt it? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Welcome to Pulau Ubin!=) I'm being welcomed!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After entering the 'Gate', there are stretch of seafood restaurants and bicycle renting shophouses. Esp the bicycle renting shophouses, they're like snatching business like what ppl do in SLS. Putting the '$2' signs everywhere. &amp; guess what. its for kids bicycle. -_- Oh well, I shld have tot of tat isnt it. 'Tarzans' are retarded.Riding bicycle is another interesting experience coz of shirene. haha. Let the pic below explains everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~O Man!! this explains her riding skill arh. lol.. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011008edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011008edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that tree?she banged into it!lol..she nw moving her way off the tree. Jiawei, u're too slow in taking e phto alr la.lol..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, if not for her, I guess it wont be as fun as it will be alr. haha. Still have to thanks to her!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durin the riding trip, 3 of us found one resort in P.Ubin!Surprising rite?We go inside to take a look. Almost have everything. Rock Climbing, Swimming pool, Restaurant etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011011.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ LOL. See-Saw! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011013.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Nw?3 of us are sitting on it! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Can u do this? ;) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~  The Amazing Race! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Crab Crab Seats! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ AH IM BEING PULLED!MY NECK! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Let me OUT!! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;...we saw something funny when we are on our way back!lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ BUY A DRINK LAH ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sorry, din mean to take that fat auntie. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After all playing and photographing, we are tired and decided to grab some bite.There u go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Cheong Lian Yuen! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The food wasnt really damn fabulous, but I muz say its nice. =) Perhaps next time I shall bring some of u go also. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Hokkien Mee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Oyster Egg ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Prawns w fried garlic ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Some Steam Fish ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011044.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ Of coz not 4getting Cooling Coconut! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at this man, Coconut delivery uncle ..lol..this is what we saw after we order coconut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011050.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011050.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Amazing isnt it? :) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ *Burps ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/PA011042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/PA011042.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ After meal, Bro &amp; me ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still rem the bet we took during the meal. We are like guessing the cost of the whole meal. whose guess is the nearest will win and get free boat ride back to mainland. lol..guess what?i WON!with the guess of $45 when the actual price is $44.50! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Bye Bye Ubin.. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to both of u. Thanks for the fun trip. Really enjoyed the whole day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. gonna bk in soon. next week got time I update more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Upcoming next =&gt; 25th wedding anniversary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;                            =&gt; Da jie's birthday Celebration! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-116092915910296130?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/116092915910296130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=116092915910296130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116092915910296130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/116092915910296130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-its-been-such-long-time-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115952643427208637</id><published>2006-09-29T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:40:34.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While looking for my basic theory test result slip, I saw the wallet. Its condition becomes quite bad. White spots are found on it. It looks as if its kept for ten yrs or so.I tried to remove those white spots but no matter how i rub, it cant be totally removed. It juz like the hurt u inflicted on me, it cant be totally removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipping open the wallet, I saw my past neo prints, the past smiles i had w my frens. Looking at dem, Some of dem had alr faded. It Seems to be telling me tat frenships had alr faded w time. My OG'04, OG'05, my team etc. Somehow I wonder, when can I ever see dem again?Perhaps never. well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E only thing den almost din change its state is the notes. Quite glad to see tat yet, my heart feel pain.   I dun knw why.It juz comes naturally. I hate to feel it tat way. Really hate it. I wanted to throw it away, but I really dun bear to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why am I still tearing over this..Im not pretending to be devoted, neither do I trying to get attention or whatever. Tears juz roll down my cheeks unknwingly when I stared at the screen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not rem everything, I may not even rem ur clear feature of ur face. But ur shadow still remain in my heart, no matter what, I wont forget u. Coz I hope, in the near future, I'm able to treat u as a fren. We're still able to be frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I guess, I'm juz too bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115952643427208637?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115952643427208637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115952643427208637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115952643427208637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115952643427208637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/while-looking-for-my-basic-theory-test.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115910056747451162</id><published>2006-09-24T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:41:02.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/rihanna-9z9nx/overview"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt; Lyrics - Unfaithful&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Song details&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Title&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;Unfaithful&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Artist(s)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/rihanna-9z9nx/overview"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i" valign="top"&gt;Album(s)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a title="Rihanna - A Girl Like Me album with tracklist, discussion and lyrics" href="http://artists.letssingit.com/rihanna-album-a-girl-like-me-f66bb3"&gt;A Girl Like Me&lt;/a&gt; (2006), Track 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;LSI rank&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Submission&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;at 05-04-2006 19:47 by Chelsey (&lt;a href="mailto:sharinizcarin@yahoo.com"&gt;sharinizcarin@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Correction&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;at 11-08-2006 22:09 by Luigi_ish &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Buy this song&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="m"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT: 11px verdana; 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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Discussion&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/rihanna-lyrics-unfaithful-jz9jczd/151797-1#p"&gt;135 reaction(s)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/am.cgi?a=artists_song_discussion_post_add_form&amp;topic_id=151797&amp;amp;song_id=jz9jczd"&gt;add reply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://www.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/ad.cgi?g=4&amp;kw=Rihanna+Unfaithful+music" frameborder="0" width="468" scrolling="no" height="60"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Song lyrics&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="row2"&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(73,73,73) 1px solid; WHITE-SPACE: normal"&gt;&lt;pre style="FONT: 11px verdana; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the right&lt;br /&gt;But it keeps avoiding me&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems that wrong&lt;br /&gt;Really loves my company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's more than a man&lt;br /&gt;And this is more than love&lt;br /&gt;The reason that the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;But clouds are rolling in&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gone again&lt;br /&gt;And to him I just can't be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook:]&lt;br /&gt;And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills him inside&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am happy with some other guy&lt;br /&gt;I can see him dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be.... a murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the air&lt;br /&gt;As I'm doing my hair&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for another date&lt;br /&gt;A kiss up on my cheek&lt;br /&gt;He's here reluctantly&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm gonna be out late&lt;br /&gt;I say I won't be long&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging with the girls&lt;br /&gt;A lie I didn't have to tell&lt;br /&gt;Because we both know&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm about to go&lt;br /&gt;And we know it very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook:]&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills him inside&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am happy with some other guy&lt;br /&gt;I can see him dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be.... a murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Breakdown:]&lt;br /&gt;Our Love... his trust&lt;br /&gt;I might as well take a gun and put it to his head&lt;br /&gt;Get it over with&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this&lt;br /&gt;Anymore (anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh... anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be.... a murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo... a murderer...&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no... yeah&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice song isnt it?get it man. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115910056747451162?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115910056747451162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115910056747451162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115910056747451162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115910056747451162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/rihanna-lyrics-unfaithfulsong.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115884524620559137</id><published>2006-09-21T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:27:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knw Im dumb to come back from camp juz becoz I've nite off. I cant even get the chair warm, I alr have to go back. Well, its juz an urge to come home. To use the com and see the civi world. O man, I guess I make it sound too pathetic alr huh?Juz miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun knw what's gone into me. Actually can take wrong train!So pissed off w myself. ah, all ur fault dikai. make me ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going so wrong. so wrong. I tot in my family, only mine go haywire, but..Im juz not the only one. Its so unexpected. All the bad things juz come in a row. I juz hope, really hope, everyone will be fine soon. Peaceful times, pls, pls come back again. I need u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115884524620559137?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115884524620559137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115884524620559137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115884524620559137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115884524620559137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-knw-im-dumb-to-come-back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115850013701344664</id><published>2006-09-17T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:35:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here am I again!haha. Today was real funny. I din knw rock climbing needs to be at least 21 yrs old, else u need to have a &gt;= 21 yrs old supervising parents.  Oh well, din check it out well also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you start down the road to revenge, first dig two graves.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If theres a set of Newton's Law For psychology, that'll be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'For every wrong, Humans seek an equal and opposite wrong'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Interesting isnt it?Maybe coz Im too superficial tts y find these interesting. but well, bk in lor! bk in = got bk out.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115850013701344664?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115850013701344664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115850013701344664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115850013701344664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115850013701344664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-am-i-againhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115825215418624422</id><published>2006-09-14T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:48:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday went for my virgin clubbing. It was cool. Anyway guys, I went zouk. But somehow, it wasnt my cup of tea. Fun dancing and grinding for most of dem. I enjoyed too actually. haha. well, Im honest k. But e music is really damn loud till as if its out to make all of us deaf. Drink too much alcohol till I cant even walk properly in the middle of the path. I walk in a slightly zing zang manner. It was a nice feeling though. Feeling seh + dancing like nobody's business really feels great. No one will care. Its as if, u've the whole world to urself. Ppl anyhow touch here and dere also nth happen coz most of dem are alr drunk. haha. Or rather, they dun care la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of it, i really seh till i come out of zouk. bloody hell, the alcohol and blasting music really..drive me nuts. Oh ya, forgot to mention abt dancin pigs. haha. Really cant stand it actually. They dance on top of the stage w their fats flapping ard. PLUS! they dance till so shuang till the extent they feel they're experts. lol. shld have film it down ar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mention-ing abt girls, Oh man, saw a pretty chio tan girl inside dere. wah. How I wish I could take some pic down. Well, the dance floor is so damn squeezy till u cant even walk. u literally have to squeeze ur way thru. well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fren damn lucky can. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;found 50 bucks on the floor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;damn super lucky. but well, we share the 50 bucks, took cab to jalan kayu and eat prata.Actually, jalan kayu's prata also not tip top de nice. Guess its juz famous arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?Wake up at 1pm.Actually din slp much also. 7am to 1pm, 6 hrs of slp only. &amp; den?Went out for lunch alone. ke lian rite?haha. &amp;amp; yet, I still go for pastamania. The crave for creamy chicken almost explode within me this afternoon, so even if I have to eat alone, I juz go for it w/o any care. haha. Walk ard and Bishan library!I love it man. Its so spacious and nice. Read bks for a while b4 i go NY for a run. Damn bo liao rite, run also muz go NY to run. well....I like the running experience over dere. Basically, its juz the environment..Walking ard, see quite a number of students stay back to mug reminds of the past me. But I really muz say that this batch of students are damn lucky, there're tables EVERYWHERE for them to study. Not like my batch, wth, study still have to find tables. But well, I tink principal is juz trying to cover up his ass. haha. so that student wont have excuse of saying no space to study in sch. oh well. After the whole thing, went for a SUPER NICE bath. its even nicer than bathing at home!hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sitting on top of the monkey bar, I see the scenery. &amp;, took some pics. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The place I once belong to ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/Image007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ On Top of Monkey Bar ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, some of u may question why the last pic's colour is so different. haha. Its juz becoz, e feel of sitting on top of monkey bar is great,however, its not the same,its not as nice as in the past. Its all over. Becoz ppl ard me are not dere. Ppl ard me become so foreign. Considering the smile, its juz the smile I tried to come out w, so that it somehow will be like e smile I had in the past w all the ppl ard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;! my frens who see me recently said that I become thinner le!~~so sad la can. I even go check my weight, no change. Really dun knw what causes the change... = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, M O V E O N &amp;amp; be F A T T E R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;三个字&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%D4%F8%D6%AE%C7%C7%2F%C8%EE%BE%AD%CC%EC"&gt;曾之乔/阮经天&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%C2%CC%B9%E2%C9%AD%C1%D6%B5%E7%CA%D3%D4%AD%C9%F9%B4%F8"&gt;绿光森林电视原声带&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="unnamed3" style="padding: 5px; float: right; width: 240px; margin-right: 10px; line-height: 30px;"&gt;  &lt;span class="tiny"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?word=%C8%FD%B8%F6%D7%D6&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728" target="_blank"&gt;搜索 "三个字"mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/print.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return ow(this)" href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyricp&amp;word=%C8%FD%B8%F6%D7%D6&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;rn=1&amp;pn=0" target="_blank"&gt;打印预览&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  爱情不是一道选择题&lt;br /&gt;我知道那个时候你就已经做了决定&lt;br /&gt;你心里永远都有着一个相信&lt;br /&gt;而我的相信&lt;br /&gt;就是支持着你的相信&lt;br /&gt;因为我心里有&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;三个字&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能告诉你&lt;br /&gt;如果没有&lt;br /&gt;你和他的约定&lt;br /&gt;我的爱&lt;br /&gt;会不会有一种权力&lt;br /&gt;成为你的行李&lt;br /&gt;陪着你去旅行&lt;br /&gt;无论是北极还是云里&lt;br /&gt;我还守着&lt;br /&gt;我和他的约定&lt;br /&gt;最后幸福会&lt;br /&gt;写下一份证明&lt;br /&gt;就算没有生气&lt;br /&gt;就算还会伤心&lt;br /&gt;无人相信生命的奇迹&lt;br /&gt;不该再用我的爱困住你&lt;br /&gt;不该再让你眼中有泪滴&lt;br /&gt;好不易去找寻&lt;br /&gt;那&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;三个字&lt;/span&gt;的替代者&lt;br /&gt;也许我们从此不再相遇&lt;br /&gt;永远记得你微笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;别伤心你放心&lt;br /&gt;我知道&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;三个字&lt;/span&gt;的意义&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天命运让我们再次相遇&lt;br /&gt;而你的答案还缺少一个回应&lt;br /&gt;或许你不知道&lt;br /&gt;其实我也在等待另一个奇迹&lt;br /&gt;我还守着我和他的约定&lt;br /&gt;最后幸福会写下一份证明&lt;br /&gt;就算没有生气&lt;br /&gt;就算还会伤心&lt;br /&gt;无人相信生命的奇迹&lt;br /&gt;别伤心你放心&lt;br /&gt;我知道那&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;三个字&lt;/span&gt;的意义&lt;br /&gt;当你笑着找到你的相信&lt;br /&gt;我会将这&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;三个字&lt;/span&gt;化作你的姓名&lt;br /&gt;永远地放在心里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天命运让我们再次相遇&lt;br /&gt;而你的答案还缺少一个回应&lt;br /&gt;或许你不知道&lt;br /&gt;其实我也在等待另一个奇迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115825215418624422?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115825215418624422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115825215418624422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115825215418624422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115825215418624422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-went-for-my-virgin-clubbing.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115772705270636899</id><published>2006-09-08T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:47:36.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally my ass is back here. Out of a sudden, I feel so emotional. Wonder why too. Weird. But it juz makes me recall of the past again and how I envy at others' life. ANyway, I dun tink anyone catch up with this dumb blog alr. Durin exercise Rhino, my platoon was made to be the enemy platoon. It was slack. We juz construct obstacles den slp at nite while the others did other stuffs which I dun have a slight idea at all. Juz on the 2nd day morning, w a semi-conscious mind, I tink of u again. Its juz out of a sudden. The flow of the fond memories really made me feel terrible at that pt of time esp when Im at outfield, being controlled like a dog. I wish for ur company once again even though u've hurt me more than once. I wish to see u one more time even though it was dumb. I dun knw why things land into this stage. Perhaps Im too hot-tempered. Maybe Im too stubborn. Its hard to change my mind permanently. Its like a spring. Whenever I wan to change my mindset, after a while, it'll bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knw. Im juz confusing myself. I was juz being kind of irritating. Even I feel irritated at myself. But I couldnt control it, whenever I wanna chat nicely w u, I start to have sarcastic comments. Ah, I really din mean it to.  Im really very narrow minded. It has been 2 yrs. U've found ur happiness. &amp; I suppose u're willing to pay some price for it. It wasnt a small price for it. &amp;amp; u're willing to pay for it. To be truthful, I envy him. Really, I do.I wonder how he did it. Im jealous too. Probably tat's why I still have such idiotic tots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yes, u're still e one I miss most. Even though I had crush on others, they've been easily 4gotten. I miss every monday u'll sms me and ask me maths. I miss coachin u TT even though tat's e one and only time. Memories are flowing again, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone of u may say tat Im juz too lonely, tat's y Im doing this again &amp;amp; again. Well, I shall stop whining.*peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115772705270636899?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115772705270636899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115772705270636899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115772705270636899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115772705270636899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-my-ass-is-back-here.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115668819752835631</id><published>2006-08-27T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:16:37.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn tired. I seriously rather run 21km than being an advance party. Countless of stuffs to carry. Really damn shag. Din even have the time to sleep. Working thruout the night NON STOP from 10pm to 530am.  After which?still have to keep. So drained out. well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, its pretty amazing to see some overseas ppl who can run as fast as some tanks. 20km/hr. Incredible yah?their speed of running 21km seems to be my speed of running 400m. Some even run bare-footed on e road!haha. Quite funny though. In additional, dey're very old ppl who come and run too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah tired. continue this entry 2 weeks later. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115668819752835631?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115668819752835631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115668819752835631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115668819752835631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115668819752835631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115514833604550144</id><published>2006-08-09T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T02:41:13.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;Song details&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Title&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td class="j"&gt;Hips Don't Lie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Artist(s)&lt;/td&gt;           &lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/shakira-srn61/overview"&gt;Shakira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i" valign="top"&gt;Album(s)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/shakira-album-oral-fixation-vol-2-re-lease-38qqrs" title="Shakira - Oral Fixation Vol. 2 Re-Release album with tracklist, discussion and lyrics"&gt;Oral Fixation Vol. 2 Re-Release&lt;/a&gt; (2006), Track 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;LSI rank&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td class="j"&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Submission&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td class="j"&gt;at 23-02-2006 08:30 by &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row1" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row1'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Correction&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td class="j"&gt;at 23-02-2006 08:30 by  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2" onmouseover="this.className='rowhighlight'" onmouseout="this.className='row2'"&gt;&lt;td class="i"&gt;Discussion&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td class="j"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/shakira-lyrics-hips-dont-lie-pshf192/148377-1#p"&gt;167 reaction(s)&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/am.cgi?a=artists_song_discussion_post_add_form&amp;topic_id=148377&amp;amp;song_id=pshf192"&gt;add reply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://www.letssingit.com/cgi-exe/ad.cgi?g=4&amp;kw=Shakira+Hips+Don%27t+Lie+music" frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Song lyrics&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="row2"&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(73, 73, 73); white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Ladies up in here tonight&lt;br /&gt;No fighting, no fighting&lt;br /&gt;We got the refugees up in here&lt;br /&gt;No fighting, no fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really knew that she could dance like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes a man wants to speak Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa&lt;br /&gt;Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby when you talk like that&lt;br /&gt;You make a woman go mad&lt;br /&gt;So be wise and keep on&lt;br /&gt;Reading the signs of my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know my hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting to feel it's right&lt;br /&gt;All the attraction, the tension&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see baby, this is perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Girl, I can see your body moving&lt;br /&gt;And it's driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't have the slightest idea&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw you dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you walk up on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl&lt;br /&gt;And everything so unexpected - the way you right and left it&lt;br /&gt;So you can keep on taking it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really knew that she could dance like this&lt;br /&gt;She makes a man want to speak Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa&lt;br /&gt;Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby when you talk like that&lt;br /&gt;You make a woman go mad&lt;br /&gt;So be wise and keep on&lt;br /&gt;Reading the signs of my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know my hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting to feel you boy&lt;br /&gt;Come on lets go, real slow&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see baby asi es perfecto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting to feel it's right&lt;br /&gt;All the attraction, the tension&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see baby, this is perfection&lt;br /&gt;Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I can see your body moving&lt;br /&gt;Half animal, half man&lt;br /&gt;I don't, don't really know what I'm doing&lt;br /&gt;But you seem to have a plan&lt;br /&gt;My will and self restraint&lt;br /&gt;Have come to fail now, fail now&lt;br /&gt;See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so you know&lt;br /&gt;That's a bit too hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baila en la calle de noche&lt;br /&gt;Baila en la calle de dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baila en la calle de noche&lt;br /&gt;Baila en la calle de dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really knew that she could dance like this&lt;br /&gt;She makes a man want to speak Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa&lt;br /&gt;Shakira, Shakira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby when you talk like that&lt;br /&gt;You know you got me hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;So be wise and keep on&lt;br /&gt;Reading the signs of my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senorita, feel the conga, let me see you move like you come from Colombia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi , say it!&lt;br /&gt;Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so sexy every man's fantasy a refugee like me back with the Fugees from a 3rd world country&lt;br /&gt;I go back like when 'pac carried crates for Humpty Humpty&lt;br /&gt;I need a whole club dizzy&lt;br /&gt;Why the CIA wanna watch us?&lt;br /&gt;Colombians and Haitians&lt;br /&gt;I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction&lt;br /&gt;No more do we snatch ropes&lt;br /&gt;Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our own boats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting to feel you boy&lt;br /&gt;Come on let's go, real slow&lt;br /&gt;Baby, like this is perfecto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know I am on tonight and my hips don't lie&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting to feel it's right&lt;br /&gt;The attraction, the tension&lt;br /&gt;Baby, like this is perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fighting&lt;br /&gt;No fighting &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, got some mood to blog nw. Searching for that mood for sooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;well well&lt;br /&gt;7Aug&lt;br /&gt;it was a pretty slack day though get some scolding from RSM. But tat isnt our fault!After sports day or rather run and soccer day, we are asked to express our views on anything etc life. what can be improved etc. we're asked to do so. when we express our views?they scold us. have the organisation improved?not at all. we are allowed to express our views on the surface only. Perhaps some of our views arent approriate. but hey, its not us who suggested to bk out daily. we juz wanna knw the bk out time. is tat a difficult task?Even SISPEC have it can. why cant we?&lt;br /&gt;Transportation out of camp?ALSO DUN HAVE!wtf. I knw its not a chalet. BUt hey, Armour have their own transport out to mrt station FREE. why cant we?why cant we request for it?they're man, we're man too. what's the fucking big diff?Request for notes, they say we'll slp in lect. hey. im not asking u to give notes full of words and no blanks. I believe some of u attended JC lectures. Leaving some blanks very difficult meh?As if we'll really be awake when we need to copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn suay, once bk in, mp3 gonna deposited at guardrm. next, got scolded for nth. I'm suay all along alr. Juz my Luck. But there's no one else for me to kiss to give me gd luck. ha. wth. not as nice as I expected it to be. but well, its still alrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8Aug&lt;br /&gt;Gd day even though the parade almost get the hell out of me.Stand for so long! bk out really early 12pm already bked out. hahah. feels so gd to step into civilian world. Even though no plans for afternoon time, I still feel gd, for tat temp moment. nite time, met mervyn, joshua and zhao qin for movie. haha. THANKS GUYS. u'all made my nite. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but well, Click is really nice. 5 thumbs up. Its funny, meaningful, romantic at times too. Yah, touching at the same time. It juz really shows how life can be mould with your own hands. It all depends on oneself. Even if u have the best universal remote control in the world, the so-called time machine, u cant control ur life well if u have a lousy attitude towards it. Its ALL abt attitude. I learnt things frm it. &amp;amp; i really hope, I carry things that I've learnt. I hope tat my attitude towards NS change which i tink is damn difficult. Ppl always say, the only constant is change. Nw, I really wish tat my attitude towards NS change to a better side. So tat I wont suffer as much alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115514833604550144?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115514833604550144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115514833604550144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115514833604550144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115514833604550144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/08/song-details-title-hips-dont-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115487764258830908</id><published>2006-08-06T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:21:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is what I 'Owe' last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/DSCN1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/DSCN1796.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Oops, sorry for being such a poser. =X ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/DSCN1795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/DSCN1795.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Notice tat?its for the OCT! =D ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/DSCN1791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/DSCN1791.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Opps, my cap! well, nice pose initated by me though. heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/DSCN1788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/DSCN1788.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ woo, 04S3D rox! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/DSCN1787.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/320/DSCN1787.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Pretty far shot, seems like my cap flies to some old lady's head. ;) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, finally back. Kinda got 2 weeks confinement due to sat guard duty last week. finally got a chance to slp at home though. hehe. it was a torturous week.. Its all in mental. Its so true when u really like someone b4, u'll never completely forget abt it. Okay, lets treat it tat Im lonely. But really,sometimes when I'm in camp, I still dreamt of ur smile. When I found out tat ur blog is closed down or whatever it is, I seriously wish to knw abt ur life. As in, how's ur life?Is it alright?Well, though I knw most prob it'll be alrite, but still, I wanna knw yet ..bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week so ...sian. live demolition. Its kinda stress. Coz once u do something wrong, u mite be dead. but well..&lt;font&gt;its quite fun. we build charges and circuits and bomb. its like what everyone  says, its an experience, once in a life time. U literally can feel the shock  wave and the smoke coming up in fireball shape..and when u put the detonator in  water and bomb..the water will juz fly up like bugis water fall dere?lol..or  rather those kung fu show where they use their hand to 'hit' the water den got  explosion tat kind.haha..juz an experience to share with u ya..heh..i've more n  more live firing. It'll be tiring. &amp; dangerous too. Pray for me too. Pray  tat I'll be in one complete original piece after all the live firing. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Got some funny things tat happen this week though. We are doing mine cluster. So  we gonna dig holes using ET stick and ET blade.its juz tat kind of diggin tool  la huh. so during digging process, u'll encounter some rocks tat u need to hit  hard and big out. so got one guy damn suay, no matter how he hit and dig, tat  rock dun come out. so the sgt try hitting. within few mins, guess what  happen?the ET stick BREAKS!&amp;amp; its such a concidental tat an officer[(LT)/with  2 bars on the shoulder] , saw this. so he was saying tat, 'wa lao sgt, u noob la,  i do it la.' so he took another ET stick and blade and hit. juz TWO hits, the ET  stick BROKE TOO!!lol~!wtf la. its so funny, i almost laughed my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah this week gonna have 7 mins. hope dun have. hai. damn jialet de. will tell u'all what happen when i tio tat stupid 7 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115487764258830908?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115487764258830908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115487764258830908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115487764258830908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115487764258830908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-what-i-owe-last-week-oops.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115480829713025202</id><published>2006-08-06T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T04:04:57.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AHHH!!!!!!STUPID GUY!!!!!ccb~~~~knn......I TOLD U I JUZ WANNA LIE ON BED AND WAKE UP TO USE COM AGAIN!!DEN?!U OFF MY COM AND LEFT ME ASLEEP TILL NWw!!!KNN.I BK OUT ONCE A WEEK IS NOT TO COME HOME AND SLP!DON U FUCKING UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ARGH~! &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/9408473-115480829713025202?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115480829713025202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115480829713025202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115480829713025202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115480829713025202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhhstupid-guyccbknn.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115348253734621868</id><published>2006-07-21T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T10:04:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm back. Everyone, miss my blog?lol. Nah i guess. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin with the fact that Im getting more n more suay in my new unit life. haha. Inside dere, I got a damn sarcastic PC and section commander. PS?no need to say. he's very temperamental. Can b v nice, can be like fucker who fucks us all the time. Ard me?guess its still alrite ba. So far I still can get along with my bunk mates. Juz that my platoon mates always 'mock' at me for my 20+ pull ups. Sometimes I juz regret doing my max pull up dere. Or rather, I shldnt. Coz, almost all the man over dere cant do much pull ups.Even the commanders cant do much. Somehow, during the 1st few weeks, im being seen as a very fit guy when Im not, juz becoz of my pull ups. It seems to them tat, if u can do tons of pull ups, it means that u can do any other things well as well. aka SOC. But pls, If i can, why will I go be a man?Why dun I go for commander rank?It feels kind of sian when during conversation, when we tok cock, when they've nth more to say back to me, they'll say,'wah, can do 20+ pull ups very li hai lor.'o_O???No link at all. However, all these let me realise tat, when u're a man, always juz do the minimal that u've to do. No matter how fit u're nw, no matter how garang u're nw, the highest rank u can go to is coporal. There's no turning back after BMT. &amp; nw, every morning when i do pull ups, I cant slack down coz they will say,'wah, chao keng ar', I do my max, they continue with their ' wah, can do 20+ pull ups very li hai lor.' My PC told me to be proud of it. But seriously, Im not. I juz feel pressurised when PC keep asking me to do more n more pull ups. When I attain 25 pull ups, he ask me to do 28. and eventually to 30. ah, there's no end to it anyway, my PC is a fucking garang person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i bk out, kind of same thing happens. Last few weeks have been trying hard to ask ppl out but to no avail.What I wan is juz to enjoy my bkout days. Tts all.Is that very difficult? Hai,I complained one whole fucking long e-mail to law. Literally complained coz I kind of cant take it anymore. &amp;amp; well what law says is pretty true. My social circle is way too small. But well, I'm fortunate to have my family ard with me. It juz once again let me feels tat, my family is always dere for me. Always. &amp; really, Im grateful for tat. Love ya.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been topo-ing. In case for those who dun knw, topo = walking ard in the forest to find checkpts using maps, compass and pacers. Again, Im damn sway. Juz becoz of my pull ups AGAIN, they ask me to carry signal set which is ard 10kg. Got one night topo, we found all of our checkpts and heading back to unit. Halfway, it rains heavily!wtf. i have to RUN with that extra load back to the unit!!totally wet and tired. In additional, there's lightning too. Anytime can strike me to death with that long antenna of the signal set. The other grps?'coz they're slower, &amp;amp; juz nice their checkpts are near training shed. So, they wait in the training shed for the tonner to fetch them home. argh. i felt so stupid can. &amp;amp;...I dun knw why, my platoon have to return stores when the duty platoon is platoon 1!fucking hell. :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, shits happen alot of times. Really. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went for bbq with my JC clazmates. Miss dem lots. Quite happy to see dem once again. Even though guys had NS tok while the girls have their IRAS tok, but in the end, we still made an effort to link our conversation together. The bad thing is, conflicts happen. I became so outdated of 04S3D stuffs. While, actually is the girls. Its quite sad for tat to happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its juz a pity that I fall sick and had fever last night. If nt, I really wld have stay overnight with dem. 'coz its like....eileen nan de can stay overnite lei~! kao eh. lol..ah well, gd times dun last. It flies. Juz hope there will be another gathering soon. Real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah shit, photos are not with me yet. next week den i update with gathering pictures k. heh. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115348253734621868?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115348253734621868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115348253734621868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115348253734621868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115348253734621868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115246677308897748</id><published>2006-07-10T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:39:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah, though got to bk out 2 days in total, but really no time for blogging. I even left my diary in camp!argh....&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, friday evening i bk out, went home,  wash clothes etc..&lt;br /&gt;sat morning breakfast with parents, after which, go  out with boon!lol..damn long din see him le can. he still seems quite normal &amp; cheerful..Shopped and lamed for the whole afternoon till 7pm den i reach home, den chiong to bk in again. *hai&lt;br /&gt;well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/200/Image028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Cheesy Pizza I had with him =) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hai, not much time to take photos, or rather, have too many things to lame abt till we've no time for photo taking. If only the 410 bus come 2 mins later, den i can take photo with him &amp; bro.ahha. wellz. Next time i'll grab him like never b4 n force him to take photo with a monster. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah. Wei Jing!Doubt u knw my blog, but heck la. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 17th birthday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, damn tired. tml day time cant use com also. sianx. next bk out ba, i'll update more. heh. =)&lt;br /&gt;My APC1 course is ending SOON!! =))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115246677308897748?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115246677308897748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115246677308897748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115246677308897748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115246677308897748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/07/wah-though-got-to-bk-out-2-days-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115184417896405486</id><published>2006-07-02T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:42:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bking in bking in. I feel super sian when the time draws nearer n nearer. Nw left 2 hrs only. See what yew is suffering makes me recall of e past. Nw tink back. U're juz the one i tink abt. No one else. lol. This also makes me sometimes wonder, why?Its been so long. I couldnt understand this.I could even totally forget abt recent ones. Look thru e mails n testi u gave me. I tink its countable with my fingers. Only den I realise, when it comes to heart matters, I always cant take a step back &amp; look at a bigger picture. I always tend to stuck in tat small picture &amp;amp; go merry go rd. Narrow-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun knw what's wrong with me too.&lt;br /&gt;I seems to juz waste my time off during my bkout time recently.&lt;br /&gt;Not like when im in BMT, every weekend is so much more fruitful as compared to nw.&lt;br /&gt;I dun really knw how to express my feel.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, I wann to go out to have fun. I really want to.&lt;br /&gt;Coz army life is strangling me up. My breathing nearly stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yet it comes to a pt where, no one is kind of free, even when i managed to go out with a few frens, I dun feel as happy. Or rather, I dun open myself up as I supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;U also can say, I dun knw what I want nw.&lt;br /&gt;I dun knw what are my needs. Im completely so blur. Its such a torture..&lt;br /&gt;Most probably there isnt anyone out dere can do the things I like with me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe what im experiencing is juz pure lonliness, I maybe juz exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;well..I really do feel down nw. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, juz wish someone is dere with me.Someone to share e heavy load tat Im carrying nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guess I'm really reluctant to move on with this kind of life.When I tink of the life in dere, I juz got freaked out. How I wish I'm not dere. I'm really reluctant to move on..But who, who can pull me out of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, Im still such a dependent boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="BlueBG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌曲：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;歌手：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%D5%C5%BB%DD%C3%C3"&gt;张惠妹&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;专辑：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%CE%D2%D2%AA%BF%EC%C0%D6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="unnamed3" style="padding: 5px; float: right; width: 240px; margin-right: 10px; line-height: 30px;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/lrcdw.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://202.108.23.172/tl?filename=/lrc/38/%E6%88%91%E8%A6%81%E5%BF%AB%E4%B9%90-%E5%BC%A0%E6%83%A0%E5%A6%B9.lrc"&gt;LRC歌词&lt;/a&gt; &lt;sup&gt;HOT&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="tiny"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?word=%CE%D2%D2%AA%BF%EC%C0%D6&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728" target="_blank"&gt;搜索 "我要快乐"mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://list.mp3.baidu.com/list/img/print.gif" style="padding-right: 10px;" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return ow(this)" href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyricp&amp;word=%CE%D2%D2%AA%BF%EC%C0%D6%3F&amp;amp;ct=150994944&amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;rn=1&amp;pn=0" target="_blank"&gt;打印预览&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;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;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;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;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;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;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;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;我要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, This is what Im feeling nw.. = (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115184417896405486?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115184417896405486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115184417896405486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115184417896405486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115184417896405486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/07/bking-in-bking-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115183003579576098</id><published>2006-07-02T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T16:47:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/1600/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3566/470/200/Image025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Thanks my dear daughters fangli and Jiaying!! (^_^) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my phone back &amp;amp; can take some photo liao. But gonna bk into camp in less than 4 hrs time. = ( cya..next week when i've a chance to come back den i update more photos. =)&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/9408473-115183003579576098?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115183003579576098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115183003579576098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115183003579576098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115183003579576098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanks-my-dear-daughters-fangli-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9408473.post-115166259812259705</id><published>2006-06-30T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T11:42:53.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to grumble abt JC life. Nw I grumble abt NS life. haha. Whatever. Let me grumble 1st =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this week is a freaking short week. I nearly couldnt stand the endurance training. Maybe Im weak, but see the list 1st..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 100 counts of 4 jumping jacks(sp?lol)&lt;br /&gt;2)20 push ups&lt;br /&gt;3)Whatever stretches&lt;br /&gt;4) 20 Crutches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is for WARM UP ONLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, 3km run with  singing song. Sing song while u run?haha. Try it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 20 normal push ups, 20 diamond push ups, 20 wide push ups &amp; 50 sit ups without ppl sitting on ur feet.&lt;br /&gt;6) for each style of push ups, its accompanied by butterfly stretch &amp;amp; dun knw what stretch which i dun tink most of u knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 5 &amp; 6, its consider as ONE SET only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next week, we're going to have TWO sets of it. Thanks God. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most crazy thing is, we actually have 2 consecutive endurance trainings for tues &amp;amp; wed!wtf rite. Haven really recover den endurance training again. Its really training our endurance. For the 2nd day endurance training, when i run till half way, I had chest pain. I dun knw why also, but well, I nearly fall out which I din. Thank goodness. haha. &amp; mind u, Im Armour Engineer!not Armour Infantry lei~PT so xiong for what!Plus we receive less $50 than Infantry guys can. argh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine my life in dere is going to be so so TOUGH! T-O-U-G-H, TOUGH!*hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I qie pull up with my PC. haha. I did 21 while he did 22. wtf. If not of the oily bar, i tink i shld have done more. but well, he used tat bar too. &amp;amp; he said whoever can do 25 pull ups, den can dun need to do pull up everytime b4 meal liao!lol..im so gonna chiong for 25 though I only did it once b4 during my JC times when I lost my beloved hp. BUT, im going to achieve tat without anything lost in camp k!haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Live Range, there's an interesting conversation between a smoker and a sgt which i overheard accidentally.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sgt: 爽对吗， 要book out liao, 可以抽到你爽了。 一次抽十只烟都可以。&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: Wa lao!现在每天只能两只烟，每天就是盼望那smoking break. 到外面还不抽多一点会变成死人的lei.&lt;br /&gt;Sgt: 好啊!我也没看过死人。你做我的第一个?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Something like this la huh. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be damn sian. Sunday RANGE again!with a different weapon. Freak. Which means my weekend is going to be burnt off. = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. time really flies when u're at home. Tml gonna bk in already~~~~~ Really hope time flies in camp as well....ASK ME OUT TML!!lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9408473-115166259812259705?l=real-emotionss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/feeds/115166259812259705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9408473&amp;postID=115166259812259705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115166259812259705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9408473/posts/default/115166259812259705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://real-emotionss.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-used-to-grumble-abt-jc-life.html' title=''/><author><name>dRagOn^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657063796900140840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
