<?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-32016077</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:34:37.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*You Can Rest With Me Until A Brighter Day*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-4750021088805968804</id><published>2009-07-28T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:04:39.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Woah been kind of long since i posted any entry. Been really down with school, work and projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Feel that i am getting more and more engross with branded stuff. Should i pamper myself with them or just live life without them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-4750021088805968804?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4750021088805968804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=4750021088805968804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4750021088805968804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4750021088805968804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/woah-been-kind-of-long-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-6828129744029739300</id><published>2009-07-21T14:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:55:03.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went to study with Shahul, Mahd and Eric on the 15th of july at Northpoint Mac. Hahax once i ended work den go home bath and meet them le. Hahax we study till the next day morning and during the process it seems like more fun den studies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shall post all the pictures....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mahd showing his "Boobs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlVjPVbXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DuE9iSvAR4E/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360802352365661554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlVjPVbXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DuE9iSvAR4E/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What Eric wrote all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlQv6AEoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_gEYo4wKVZA/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360802269866496642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlQv6AEoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_gEYo4wKVZA/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;See how serious he was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlQVmEYDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tMfWJgjoewY/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360802262803570738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlQVmEYDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tMfWJgjoewY/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlQJcX-YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RAvnF964_kw/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360802259541686658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlQJcX-YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RAvnF964_kw/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlP8BMC1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/DSDNwE1smrM/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360802255937997650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlP8BMC1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/DSDNwE1smrM/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlP7iO93I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2x9b_AvD7DQ/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360802255808165746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlP7iO93I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2x9b_AvD7DQ/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahul Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk2TXIUtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/mILO7H9189M/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801815527445202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk2TXIUtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/mILO7H9189M/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk2Mp1q0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/yCxop0cxeD8/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801813726866242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk2Mp1q0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/yCxop0cxeD8/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk2HrVhYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KY-3gTRNBKg/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801812390970754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk2HrVhYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KY-3gTRNBKg/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eric grab his balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk1zxCwtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/l-p3rib_0SA/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801807046197970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk1zxCwtI/AAAAAAAAAIs/l-p3rib_0SA/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahd and Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk1tGasSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/89dv7scTrNo/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801805256798498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVk1tGasSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/89dv7scTrNo/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVkn8yA1rI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Rog3OzVu0CE/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801568948016818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVkn8yA1rI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Rog3OzVu0CE/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My unglam photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVknVw8uhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G4ZfXJWBCro/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801558474570258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVknVw8uhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/G4ZfXJWBCro/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVknAy5NkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gRE2uXWWLiA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801552845583938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVknAy5NkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gRE2uXWWLiA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVknIjfzKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5zt7_bAPs4E/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801554928487586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVknIjfzKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5zt7_bAPs4E/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shahul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVkoO_SxbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GLjsfK2Q-RE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360801573835556274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVkoO_SxbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GLjsfK2Q-RE/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-6828129744029739300?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6828129744029739300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=6828129744029739300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/6828129744029739300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/6828129744029739300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-study-with-shahul-mahd-and-eric.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SmVlVjPVbXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DuE9iSvAR4E/s72-c/16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-412546910583751564</id><published>2009-07-10T04:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T04:19:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seriously for the past 5 days I have not been online, I been super duper stress due to EFC project and work. Sometimes I don't know how i can really cope it well so that I won't be so tired and yet and be able to excel in both school and work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I been telling my friends that I really don't know when will I really break down, I been doing my very best to keep up to mark. Haiz, if my first GPA get less then 3.8 I might really just break down and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I wasted so much time of my life and now I'm back to school I am going to make sure i do my best and live with no regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-412546910583751564?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/412546910583751564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=412546910583751564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/412546910583751564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/412546910583751564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/seriously-for-past-5-days-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-5766233259123329921</id><published>2009-07-05T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:43:17.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marsiling&lt;/span&gt; CC for singing session with Charlotte, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Peifan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zhenxuan&lt;/span&gt; and Eric, in case you thinking who is the three name at the start. They are the kids that I took during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt; 08. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahax&lt;/span&gt; i prefer to call them 'Birds' =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We meet up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station and as usual I was late due to yesterday work, my apologies guys. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Peifan&lt;/span&gt; most pro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;, we plan to meet 3.30 and she told us she was there at 2+. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Peifan&lt;/span&gt; ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Peifan&lt;/span&gt;, cannot wait to sing is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went over to Woodlands and waited for Eric to reach, while waiting for him the four of us went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Malam&lt;/span&gt; to grab some bites but in the end only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Zhenxuan&lt;/span&gt; and me ate. After Eric was here we wasted no time and went straight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Marsiling&lt;/span&gt; CC, when we got there we were already all drenched due to the heavy downpour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We sang and we joke, really have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun with all of them. We sang for three hours and we only pay 4 per person, cheap and good =) After that we went to Causeway Point for our dinner and I can tell you I'm really was famished. I ate a plate of fried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kway&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tiao&lt;/span&gt; and shared a bowl of ban &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mian&lt;/span&gt; with Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After dinner we all went home cause Eric and me have school tomorrow while the 3 remaining 'Birds' got Youth Day. So unfair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt; =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But still i enjoyed my last day of holidays &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, thank you guys and hope that there is still the next time k? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-5766233259123329921?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5766233259123329921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=5766233259123329921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/5766233259123329921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/5766233259123329921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-went-to-marsiling-cc-for-singing.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-6420105662932043203</id><published>2009-07-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:34:33.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weet today work was PERFECT~~ Hahax i work for like 7 hours and i sold out like a total of bout 10+ watches. I started work at bout 2 and i sold 6 watches in less then 1 hour. Hoping everyday would be like this then my target would not even be a problem le =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-6420105662932043203?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6420105662932043203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=6420105662932043203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/6420105662932043203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/6420105662932043203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/weet-today-work-was-perfect-hahax-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-770615749138440775</id><published>2009-07-02T05:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:23:05.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today work was really a bad day for me, maybe i have not been working for too long and i need time to tune it back but this is wrong. I need to change my mindset and i hoping tomoro would be a better one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;After work i went to meet DJ at Admiratly to take from him Ms Ho de project stuff and after that went to pick Eric up before going to 313 for supper together. Hahax feel like we both can become gay partner le cause we been meeting up really more and more often, but, we are just very good brothers. He is a friend of mine where i dun mind sharing my problems with and he always lend me a listening ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;He had pork rib rice while i had laksa, we also order fried oyster and french fries. Hahax sound like quite a spread and we didn't really finish all the food. So we sat there eating, drinking, smoking, chatting and watching the tv. Told Eric that i wanna go cut Show de hairstyle, he wan cut Wilber (Pan Wei Bo) hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Give suggestion people, do you think i will look good in Show hair? Pictures below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Sk0lAtAmHAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jPtaJMwwL0E/s1600-h/hair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353976226025708546" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Sk0lAtAmHAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jPtaJMwwL0E/s320/hair1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Sk0lA3kZt_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pbs0dy-ahj8/s1600-h/show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353976228860246002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Sk0lA3kZt_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pbs0dy-ahj8/s320/show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-770615749138440775?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/770615749138440775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=770615749138440775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/770615749138440775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/770615749138440775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-work-was-really-bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Sk0lAtAmHAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jPtaJMwwL0E/s72-c/hair1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-8143153912763771225</id><published>2009-07-01T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:24:43.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to meet the guys and Eric at town today for our EFC project survey and i must first say sorry to DJ and Sheqal for being late and secondly sorry to Rashid for my stupid temper. No hard feelings guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Try to do the survey but not to much avail, many of the tourist don't really wish to help us which is so sad but still we managed to complete all of it =D proud of you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to play L4D and was really a killing good time when the guys play together. Lets have more of this session again. After gaming, went to Fossil and bad news came. I have to work on my off day cause one new staff play trick and got fire le, upon seeing my working timeplan i really want to cry le. From this thurs to next fri no off at all, how to study for CA? How to do all the project? Haiz i do not wish to see myself fail, i still remember my goal de, to be the 4 pointer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let not my mood be spoilt by it, i shall make orange juice when the world give me lemon =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-8143153912763771225?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8143153912763771225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=8143153912763771225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8143153912763771225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8143153912763771225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-meet-guys-and-eric-at-town.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-8976892330172644482</id><published>2009-06-28T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:57:26.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;As promise I am going to post the jacket that I bought in comparison to the one I saw at MANGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANGO Jacket&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn883KUerI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZoXq4-tV-Ss/s1600-h/Mng+Jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353087754636130994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn883KUerI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZoXq4-tV-Ss/s320/Mng+Jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn89VfiXGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mKAMyK0QyT8/s1600-h/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353087762778184802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn89VfiXGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mKAMyK0QyT8/s320/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FleshImp Jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn89LOKCEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JlAfTyI2-8c/s1600-h/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353087760020932674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn89LOKCEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JlAfTyI2-8c/s320/IMG_0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To me it look almost the same and the biggest difference i notice between this two is...MANGO jacket cost $299 while the one I bought is $99 with 10% which is just like $89.10 =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-8976892330172644482?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8976892330172644482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=8976892330172644482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8976892330172644482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8976892330172644482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-promise-i-am-going-to-post-jacket.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/Skn883KUerI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZoXq4-tV-Ss/s72-c/Mng+Jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-7084384968876859750</id><published>2009-06-26T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T06:15:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today was super late for work cause last night went to drink with Wenda (Felicia Chin), Joel (Wenda BF) and Andy (Prince Charming) at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Duxton&lt;/span&gt; Blue. I think I am too weak in drinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;, first time that I drink beer till I vomit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; but thank goodness Andy stay near my area so he send me home, if not I don't even know if I can get home safely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So today I was late so I kind of make up for it and I can really say that sales is not that bad. I believe all of us hit our individual target for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I finish kind of early and so i grab Andy along to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FleshImp&lt;/span&gt; to get his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sugesstion&lt;/span&gt; on the synthetic leather jacket that really catches my eyes. He manage to get a 10% off for me, even though its not much but I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. I shall post the picture of the jacket I bought today and the one I saw when working at MANGO, I dare say it look almost the same but just slight difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Met Angela and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; Di after all my stuff and went to somewhere near for supper and drink. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hahax&lt;/span&gt; we slack till bought 4+ before we made our way home and now we are still chatting online, planning to meet for breakfast =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-7084384968876859750?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7084384968876859750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=7084384968876859750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7084384968876859750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7084384968876859750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-super-late-for-work-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2508040243547089869</id><published>2009-06-24T05:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T05:55:43.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Weet been super duper long since I went to again till yesterday when Yao Yao jio me to go along with his friends. So I asked Nick, Tom, Yasser and Yang along. We went to Rebel, Yasser and I reach super early because we went down to Vivo Mango to look for Ivy and all my ex colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;We waited for the gang to arrive and meet us up at Clark Quay and guess what, Yasser and me de guess were correct, no one would reach on time. Hahax so we sat by the waterfront (romantic only) and we were bored stiff, so Yasser like he always is decided to give all our ex commanders a prank call and the most funny one was Sgt Feng. Really laugh my ass off man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So Yao Yao arrived at bout 9+ going to 10, he got along with him Stephanie and Ting Ting and they were waiting for the other two friends so I suggested that Nick, Yasser and I go over to get the chop first then they come find us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When we got our chop le we went in for first drink, Barcardi Breezers, and as we were going out to find the rest of them we noticed three hot babes walking in, namely Melody, Joanne and Shennaa (Don't ask how I know their name) and then came our big problem of the night. Our good friend, Steph, did not bring her IC along and the bouncer say her student pass look totally different from her now. Its like so OMG, so no choice got to use my mouth to help her get in, talk cock talk cock with bouncer abit then can le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Get in there le then came the second problem, I have not get my pay at that moment and we were planning to open bottle. Money problem came is suddenly, but thank God that Yasser accompany me to go check my pay and ITS IN~~ So we open two bottle of Chivas 12 years and i swear i am going to cloud nine any moment but no yet, unlike Yasser and Bernard (Tom friend) I also saw Angela and Hui Ting inside there and so that night I'm like running two places, my apologies to you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Had a great and enjoyable night with the whole gang and I really do hope that night would not be the last night. Lets have more meet up and drinking session again but this time no drunkards allowed =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are the pictures of that night with some of my unglam photos =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Yao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_foJiyOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SR9s8Vg0Tr4/s1600-h/Club+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753544785643746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_foJiyOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SR9s8Vg0Tr4/s320/Club+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me, Steph, Yao &amp;amp; Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_feQxulI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vrnBw7gKE9U/s1600-h/Club+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753542131628626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_feQxulI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vrnBw7gKE9U/s320/Club+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yao, Nick, Tom, Me, Yang &amp;amp; Yasser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_fPBFLBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QudlLdB3Bwo/s1600-h/Club+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753538039262226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_fPBFLBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QudlLdB3Bwo/s320/Club+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Angela &amp;amp; Me1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_e2r6JlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/u7ZaS6l_7Wc/s1600-h/Club+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753531508008530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_e2r6JlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/u7ZaS6l_7Wc/s320/Club+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Angela &amp;amp; Me2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_eu8-swI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wsPKXjvysns/s1600-h/club+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351753529432126210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_eu8-swI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wsPKXjvysns/s320/club+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32016077-2508040243547089869?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2508040243547089869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=2508040243547089869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2508040243547089869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2508040243547089869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/06/weet-been-super-duper-long-since-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SkU_foJiyOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SR9s8Vg0Tr4/s72-c/Club+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-4910101505227970175</id><published>2009-06-20T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:48:44.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today went to sing K with eric and two of his friends at Marsiling CC. There is really cheap lei, one hour $8 and no other charges except that the drink is at $1 per can. Sang for three hours which add up to a total of $24 and split among 4 person, so one person is only $6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haiz today I think i made baby angry again.I'm so sorry that i neglected you, i went out with my friend instead of going over to find you. I know I'm not a very good boyfriend thus far, I've been causing so much pain and stress on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Forgive me for I am not a perfect boy to you thus far =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-4910101505227970175?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4910101505227970175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=4910101505227970175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4910101505227970175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thanks to peifan for helping me with the blogskin.Hahax you spend so much effort on it and so i will do my best to keep this blog alive de =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-7188361978424915866?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7188361978424915866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=7188361978424915866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7188361978424915866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In a time of recession like this i count myself lucky to have a job even though its not what i really interested in =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-9053365744988220409?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/9053365744988220409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=9053365744988220409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/9053365744988220409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Now I know what is looking for happiness in the smallest things.When life give you lemons make orange juice out of it and leave them thinking how you did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-8750211145478886?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8750211145478886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=8750211145478886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8750211145478886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8750211145478886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/02/weet-today-i-did-small-thing-but-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2000509949270313721</id><published>2009-02-18T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:42:42.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Have been listening to Chris Daughtry de Over You for many many time le.Just simply love the lyrics cause its really what my heart is saying to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Chris Daughtry - Over You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;What you said when you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And I should've started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I got over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-2000509949270313721?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2000509949270313721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=2000509949270313721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2000509949270313721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2000509949270313721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-been-listening-to-chris-daughtry.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-1839968934189587817</id><published>2009-01-25T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:00:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Went to had my tooth extracted yesterday and i know its kind of silly to do this one day before reunion dinner but i guessed i had no choice cause i dun wanna drag it any longer. I waited for my turn for almost an hour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; and honestly i was freaking out while waiting for my turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went in then the dentist ask me if i am sure i wanna extract it cause if i do then there will be a hole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;, i told her i no choice cause root canal and crowning seriously cost a bomb man. So i lied there and she injected me first, she did not pluck my tooth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; but help me did filling for one of the molar first and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt; i need to go back on the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. The process was not painful lor but after the numbness go away ah i still can tahan a bit. I stain my pillow with my blood and i am so sorry to mummy cause she have to wash it for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today have reunion dinner at home, we all had steamboat and i cannot enjoy the piping hot food cause of my extraction so all i can do is to take the food and put in my bowl let it cool before i can eat lor =( mummy say she wanna go walk walk after dinner de but then after i bath and stuff she told me we don't go out le k? Tomorrow morning then we go eat Mac before you go back camp. LOL nevermind i know that she is tired after preparing dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GONG XI FA CAI~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-1839968934189587817?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1839968934189587817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=1839968934189587817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/1839968934189587817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/1839968934189587817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-had-my-tooth-extracted.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2161751970215891209</id><published>2009-01-13T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:39:35.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You guys ask me why i smoke, why i do this and why i do that and all i say was nothing or purely stress. Who really understand me? I had friends from many walk of life and each having their own problems, I blame no one for not being able to understand me cause i got no one to blame but myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I can be the clown and even the laughing stock of the whole group. I don't mind being treated like a fool just to see you guys smile and forget bout all your troubles but when i met with problems and i can no longer make you guys laugh and i still your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Misunderstanding ended this friendship? I explained myself but you just gave your attitude, i know you been thru alot of hardship and so do i. Did you hear me out? Who really understand, who really care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I know people will sure its me who is not opening up but have you have this before? Where you open up so much to someone and he/she just stab your right in the heart so hard. Everyone go thru up and downs, i have my own too but i don't know how to put it across cause i had a very ugly past. If i open up who can really say i will still be your friend. Only a handful can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Let me be alone and i know i be fine soon. If one day i am gone who even notice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-2161751970215891209?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2161751970215891209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=2161751970215891209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2161751970215891209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2161751970215891209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-guys-ask-me-why-i-smoke-why-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-7808848124796622268</id><published>2008-12-28T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:32:02.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Going to post some pictures of my xiao tian tian cause i know many people have not seen my bike ever since the day it pei me till now =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXb-iyVyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xoMhXcMcVJ4/s1600-h/Close+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284507350922843938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXb-iyVyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xoMhXcMcVJ4/s320/Close+Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXbePyVQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MALenhQekTI/s1600-h/Neon+Light+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284507342253217026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXbePyVQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MALenhQekTI/s320/Neon+Light+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXcSiB_XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CavIXTSuOMM/s1600-h/Lady+Wing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284507356288384370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXcSiB_XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CavIXTSuOMM/s320/Lady+Wing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken &amp;amp; Mine Bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXbc_-3YI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qMSfhVroKeI/s1600-h/Ken+&amp;amp;+Mine+Bike+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284507341918494082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXbc_-3YI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qMSfhVroKeI/s320/Ken+%26+Mine+Bike+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXcpvQXJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AW1s9Ad25Yw/s1600-h/Side+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284507362517867666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXcpvQXJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AW1s9Ad25Yw/s320/Side+View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something that is not related to my bike =X Only those who know bout this see le then will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284508303014552386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZYTZXI40I/AAAAAAAAAGg/bKybi91L1hs/s320/ying+before+n+after.jpg" border="0" /&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/32016077-7808848124796622268?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7808848124796622268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=7808848124796622268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7808848124796622268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7808848124796622268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-to-post-some-pictures-of-my-xiao.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SVZXb-iyVyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xoMhXcMcVJ4/s72-c/Close+Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-1160051483372468482</id><published>2008-12-22T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:44:43.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yesterday i gave my xiao tian tian its first wash.Hahax meet kendrick at around his house area there then we wash bike together.We wash from like 3 to 7+ lor.Hahax cause after we wash we still wax or bike and now its silky smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming le and i'm so sorry guys, this year no present cause i am really super damm broke le.Promise to give you guys a big one next year k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Going for my platoon BBQ later this evening.Lets use this time to bond together bah =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-1160051483372468482?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1160051483372468482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=1160051483372468482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/1160051483372468482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/1160051483372468482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-i-gave-my-xiao-tian-tian-its.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-6648795297690059687</id><published>2008-12-21T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:39:41.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; today was a very bored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; for me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;..Reach home at bout 12+ then cannot get to sleep anymore and i just use the com till like 6+ before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;clarence&lt;/span&gt; and me decided to meet up cause we are both super bored at home rotting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Met him at Cine&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leisure then we went to had BK for dinner..I tried the new chocolate pie and its not nice at all lor..Wasted my $1 =( the picture look so tempting but when i tried it, its not nice at all..Hahax after dinner clarence decided to go to clark quay to find his friend and actually we wanted to go to KTV pub de..In the end we did not go to KTV pub but instead we went back to kovan area and we just sat there and talk cock with each other and drinking super big gulp before we head home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On the way home heng i never speed cause i don't know why out of no where at small road will got TP de and is not one but two lor..Must be cause they wanna get year end bonus thats why so on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Planning to change a new colour to my xiao tian tian and there is some design or should i say colour that catches my eyes, shall post it down to show you guys =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just change the gold to lime green =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SU07fbNDpjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uT4b_aKXJkc/s1600-h/SP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281943349039965746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SU07fbNDpjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uT4b_aKXJkc/s320/SP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SU07m91uLLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hhOCr9xS74A/s1600-h/sp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281943478596414642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SU07m91uLLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hhOCr9xS74A/s320/sp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32016077-6648795297690059687?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6648795297690059687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=6648795297690059687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/6648795297690059687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/6648795297690059687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/12/wah-today-was-very-bored-saturday-for.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SU07fbNDpjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uT4b_aKXJkc/s72-c/SP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-8270570353000307117</id><published>2008-12-05T04:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:37:21.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What right does a man have to hit a woman? Who in this earth gave him the authority to do this? Woman are there for man to cherish and to love, woman are humans made with feelings too. If you can't love her then you got no right to be with her. I guess many woman out there don't yearn for money or anything from his man, all they ask for is the care and concern where can comes so easily from your heart when you love a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Maybe to me saying bout care and concern for a woman is easy, but in actual fact did i show her that? Did i gave her the attention she needed when she was with me? It been so long since you left me but why do our memories still linger on? Its not that i don't wanna move on but its just that i have yet to find a way to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my baby today, went to meet benny at ubi then we went to quite a number of places to do up the bike stuff. Got home at bout 6+ then went out at 9 to meet up with Roti Co. for lapi session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with ying and ber first then ber wanted to kick start my bike and in the end he did not get it started but got himself a cut, sorry bro my bad cause i forget to turn it to run mode. Went over to TTSH cause can kind of see his flesh le, the doctor wanted to give him 2 stitches but ber say don't want and then ying told me say the doctor put something like glue onto his wound &gt;.&lt; medical science got use glue de meh? Uhu glue or elephant glue =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Slack at Novena Square till bout 1+ then rene de mum come fetch them home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Aunty went onto CTE and drove off at 120km/h while i was just going at 90-100km/h lor and i lag behind them super alot lor, but nevertheless i still got home safely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Need to go to town council tomorrow to get my season parking up if not i be tearing up parking coupon everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Had a great day with my bike and its top up with all my friends, just make my day ultra special =D thank you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2304909891931699654</id><published>2008-11-30T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:35:04.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yoz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yoz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yoz&lt;/span&gt; super duper long no post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hahax&lt;/span&gt; been so bored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; and i don't know what to post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going back to camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; and its so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt; cause going back to the same old life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; but just try to endure bah and look on the bright side that its just 3 more months to my freedom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Oh today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;angeline&lt;/span&gt; pass me my very belated birthday gift, she been like so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;secreative&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt; not wanting to let me know what is it and today finally i got to know the answer..Its 6 cupcakes..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hahax&lt;/span&gt; thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; man, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;appreciated it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Whoo four more day to having my own bike, both nervous and anxious bout it lor..Hahax..&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/32016077-2304909891931699654?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-7631394515753196058</id><published>2008-10-18T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:20:16.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Goodbye guys~~ I be leaving from today till 13th of november and so till then my blog will have no post..Hahax but jus keep the tag box alive bah..Will reply all when i'm back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE~~ =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-7631394515753196058?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.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-32016077.post-3879345555033436172</id><published>2008-10-16T21:03:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:34:33.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whoo meet Roti co. on tuesday for my advance birthday celebration cause i am flying off on the 18..We had yuki yaki at Marina Square and while we were waiting for sab to come down after her work ah ber was so into those doll catching machine..Hahax he keep wanting to catch a something like hamster de..Lolx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dinner at yuki yaki was fun fun fun..Hahax one of the person working look like Vans and then rene say the person next to her is twinkle..Super bad lor..Hahax..Then rene, ber and me had this cooking show at yuki yaki..I cooked dou miao, ber cooked fried rice and rene cooked mushroom..I tell you lor then rene cook dao alot of smoke rises till the person keep coming to our side like scared got fire like that..Hahax then she keep turning down our steamboat de temperature lor..I KILL YOU~ =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahax then we done with all the eating le we went to cook ice cream..Lolx we had a few flavour lor like mint, raspberry, green tea, chocolate, vanilla, MANGO and few more bah..Then we were like the 2nd last to leave lor..Hahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to outside MS for the cake cutting and rene was so excited bout it cause she can finally prank me back for what i done to her during her birthday..Hahax then was the card presentation from mummy to er zi..They gave me something inside that would keep me safe, the penalty for misuse is $5000 wor..LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here are the pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ber and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPc_wwUYghI/AAAAAAAAADI/l_7hpOUPRDY/s1600-h/Ber+&amp;amp;+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257741196815008274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPc_wwUYghI/AAAAAAAAADI/l_7hpOUPRDY/s320/Ber+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ber and Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPc_9zfGwiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RXfZPHsBnQY/s1600-h/Ber+&amp;amp;+Ying.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257741421003588130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPc_9zfGwiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RXfZPHsBnQY/s320/Ber+%26+Ying.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sab and Rene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAGmJks9I/AAAAAAAAADY/OG4_SusVUtw/s1600-h/Rene+&amp;amp;+Sab.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257741572042437586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAGmJks9I/AAAAAAAAADY/OG4_SusVUtw/s320/Rene+%26+Sab.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ice cream in the making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAWRIhzSI/AAAAAAAAADg/tIDC7bBsIy4/s1600-h/Ice+Cream+In+E+Making.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257741841278815522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAWRIhzSI/AAAAAAAAADg/tIDC7bBsIy4/s320/Ice+Cream+In+E+Making.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Group photo with cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAg71oLPI/AAAAAAAAADo/omQoYItQDx0/s1600-h/Group+Photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742024540957938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAg71oLPI/AAAAAAAAADo/omQoYItQDx0/s320/Group+Photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cake cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAps73GfI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xej-IdFDCu0/s1600-h/Cake+Cutting.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742175159392754" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdAps73GfI/AAAAAAAAADw/Xej-IdFDCu0/s320/Cake+Cutting.JPG" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The portion i bite off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBawbCWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pv7vZQ5QT-E/s1600-h/The+Side+I+Bite.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257743017909049746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBawbCWZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pv7vZQ5QT-E/s320/The+Side+I+Bite.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Card presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdA0AezwWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zwn3nsyZuZo/s1600-h/Card+Presentation.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742352204939618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdA0AezwWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zwn3nsyZuZo/s320/Card+Presentation.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Birthday card (outer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBGp_EggI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hbMvV9ikh_M/s1600-h/Birthday+Card+(Outside).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742672583754242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBGp_EggI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hbMvV9ikh_M/s320/Birthday+Card+(Outside).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Birthday Card (inner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBGgEZfII/AAAAAAAAAEI/IYmNXbNQbG8/s1600-h/Birthday+Card+(Inside).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257742669921746050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBGgEZfII/AAAAAAAAAEI/IYmNXbNQbG8/s320/Birthday+Card+(Inside).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;On the way back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBrRh85PI/AAAAAAAAAEY/d9Vs3-XcYrc/s1600-h/Sab,+Rene,+Ying,+Ber+&amp;amp;+Me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257743301674329330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPdBrRh85PI/AAAAAAAAAEY/d9Vs3-XcYrc/s320/Sab,+Rene,+Ying,+Ber+%26+Me1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/32016077-3879345555033436172?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3879345555033436172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=3879345555033436172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/3879345555033436172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/3879345555033436172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/10/whoo-meet-roti-co.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SPc_wwUYghI/AAAAAAAAADI/l_7hpOUPRDY/s72-c/Ber+%26+Me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-5177374010489074540</id><published>2008-10-14T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:06:47.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tomoro rene and the gang wanna have a advance birthday celebration with me cause i be flying off to aust in 4 more days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can sense that they might prank me till quite jialat cause my birthday is the last among the four of us and then all their birthday i also prank them till ok ok lei..Rene still ask ying to buy a cake with something like wall around it and an additonal cream lor..Mummy please don't do this to your baobei er zi lar (puppy eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Birthday is coming and i got so many item i wish i could have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1 - My Class 2B license (must based on myself this thursday le)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 - Sony T300 digital camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3 - New sneakers&lt;br /&gt;4 - New handphone =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;many many more lar..Hahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4 days to Wallaby and 11 more days to my 20th birthday =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-5177374010489074540?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5177374010489074540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=5177374010489074540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/5177374010489074540'/><link rel='self' 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memories flashes back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-8274802926873703931?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8274802926873703931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=8274802926873703931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8274802926873703931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8274802926873703931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanna-shout-out-loud-have-not-been-in.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-3140673926180191270</id><published>2008-10-03T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:58:52.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Woo finally today never rot at home le..Hahax went to meet yi xiang at JE cause we wanted to go to Cheveron to buy some NS stuff and we plan to meet at 1pm, yu wei arrived at 1.10 but the stupid fei xiang arrived at round 1.30 lor..Hahax nvm i shall forgive him if not he sae i xiao qi again..When for lunch at LJS before we went over and then heng heng ah we reach there rite the shop is close for lunch break, its like so what the hell lor..So no choice and we we got to wait for 30 mins before the person come back from lunch..There is hell lot of ppl in the small shop lor and den finally we got all the stuff needed..Yu wei went to funan and yi xiang and me proceed to town to meet yong and johnson..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Met yong and johnson at bout 7 round lido area and went to had pepper lunch for dinner before we went on the search for xavier present..Hahax we bought him some really kinky stuff as this is his 21 birthday..If possible i might post the picture of those stuff we bought for him..After all that stuff we went to meet up with han xiang they all at hereen before we break up for home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Erm i am planning for my birthday too..Kind of stress up le..Maybe i should just forget it and let it be one normal day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-3153047143674764509</id><published>2008-09-26T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:19:17.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WHOO&lt;/span&gt; finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt; is here..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hahax&lt;/span&gt; i am so happy that it finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt;..This month there is three things going on and this three things are all just so important to me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;1st - On the 16th will be my class 2B Traffic Police Test &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;, may all the God just bless me and make me pass. I am super eager to have the license~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; - On the 18th i will be flying off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aust for my training le..Finally the last lap is here jus so close to use, after our ATEC we would jus be counting down to out ORD..waiting for the day to come where we will all shout ORD LOH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3rd -  On the 25th would be my 20th birthday, even though this year i can't celebrate with rene and the rest of the gang but at least this is the first birthday i am celebrating overseas..Hahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Everything is ending so fast..Should we be happy bout it or sad bout it?&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/32016077-3153047143674764509?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3153047143674764509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=3153047143674764509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/3153047143674764509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/3153047143674764509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoo-finally-october-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-4697219622996564786</id><published>2008-09-22T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:50:25.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Weet&lt;/span&gt; went to ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tian&lt;/span&gt; steamboat with the gang today at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Heex&lt;/span&gt; i am the one who asked them out for steamboat as i suddenly got this craving to stuff myself with foods..Hahax..Thanks guys for accompanying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wor&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I must admit that i was way too lame during the whole dinner..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahax&lt;/span&gt; keep coming up with stupid lame jokes but i hope we all just did enjoy..Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;arcade&lt;/span&gt; after the steamboat and see rene they all play the dono wat game where you must throw some balls onto the screen de..Hahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ah ber ah ber is going to learn bike soon..Hahax which mean one day we can go rounding together le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-4697219622996564786?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4697219622996564786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=4697219622996564786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4697219622996564786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4697219622996564786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/09/weet-went-to-ate-tian-tian-steamboat.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2241833411487093216</id><published>2008-09-14T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:17:28.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Went to see a doctor yesterday at AMK area due to the patch on my head..Den the doctor gave me two injection on the scalp, its pain de lor..Hahax den i feel abit like giddy giddy but still can walk..But the most painful de is when paying the bill cause it all came up to $158 lor..Hope it recover quickly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today went for my circuit revision den instructor nizal was super nice lor..He taught me the way of staying longer on the plank so i dun get demerit points for coming down the plank too fast..He is very patience in teaching all those taking the revision, he went thru the test route with us two time and told us all the mistakes that are commonly made and how we can avoid them and do well for all our practical..Thank you Mr. Nizal~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-2241833411487093216?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2241833411487093216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=2241833411487093216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2241833411487093216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2241833411487093216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/09/went-to-see-doctor-yesterday-at-amk.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-7078485108898118307</id><published>2008-09-12T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:38:19.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Woah i am tired, both mentally and physically. I guess i really need to have a time to relax some muscles and let my mind settle down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went to SGH today to see my skin specialist and was shock to found out that my doctor have been change to a female de liao. She never give me MC but she gave me excuse field training which is also good enough le..Hahax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My class 2B traffic police test have been pushed back from the 9 to the 16 cause PS sae kit bag submission cannot skip den i lan lan lor..No choice have to change to a later date..I am gonna do a one time good one and then get my license..Where got time for theory test =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-7078485108898118307?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/7078485108898118307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=7078485108898118307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7078485108898118307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/7078485108898118307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/09/woah-i-am-tired-both-mentally-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-145538243300847487</id><published>2008-08-30T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:35:03.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today went for my bike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pract&lt;/span&gt; then it didn't go smoothly..I didn't pass my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pract&lt;/span&gt; 7, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sadded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt; i shall do better the next time round =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Remembered someone once said this, once you got money all the people like you but once you got no money no people care bout you. One example is this, there is two guy in this town, one rich and one poor. The rich guy is saying a lie while the poor is saying the truth, who do you think the world will believe? They will only believe the one with money cause to human money is power, don't be blinded by money for its only a tool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-145538243300847487?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/145538243300847487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=145538243300847487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/145538243300847487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/145538243300847487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-went-for-my-bike-pract-then-it.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-4665149049189171060</id><published>2008-08-26T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:45:13.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yeah i am finally back from my outfield le..Having my off till tomorrow morning..Seriously i kind of hate the weathers now a days, when we out for mission it just rain and when we rest it just shine..Argh what kind of weather is this man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My hand got bite by don't know is mozzie or sand flies till its kind of swollen..Hate this kind of feeling lor, so itchy but yet must try my best not to scratch it..My neck also starting to rot le =( if you guys remember my leg issue, ya now is the neck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I got my new ATM card le..Yeah the mail it to me and then i notice the difference between by old and new card..The old one didn't had my name while the new one have..LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday was eating at bedok corner with the guys and then keong say later he going back to eat his girlfriend de ai xin porridge, i admit i became kind of emo on the way back home alone..I started thinking of the past when i came back from outfield there she will be for me too, to cook a meal for me when i am tired and hungry, to cheer me up when i am really down and to just travel over to my house to just pei me and most of the time just see me sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I got to move on and this is what people keep telling me, i am trying guys..just give me sometime k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Think i am getting fever soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;Who is there to take care of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-4665149049189171060?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4665149049189171060/comments/default' 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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-32016077.post-1995716444745953464</id><published>2008-08-16T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:41:48.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This thing have been going thru my mind for quite some time. I notice that people tend to get more close to you when they need help from you, like when the need money or some other shit work. Once you helped them once then there will be the second and den the third and then alot alot more. But when you need them to help you back they will give you lots of crap reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To hell with people that are like this. No one owe you anything, we help cause we care and we wanna see you happy instead of being so troubled over something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Been listening to this song this few day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;爱上你是一个错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;人生有许多难关要过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;自古是情关最让人难受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;也许我命中注定情海中颠簸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;为你我付出这么的多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;却让我痛到有苦不能说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;因为我爱你就像那飞蛾扑向火&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;请你告诉我爱上你是一个错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;别让我失魂落魄着了魔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;解开我的迷惑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;收起你的冷漠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;你怎忍心这样做&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;请你告诉我爱上你是一个错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;别让我漫漫长夜守寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;伤痛已经太多&lt;br /&gt;心也早已伤透&lt;br /&gt;我已不想再为谁去等候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hahax am i always falling for the wrong person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Rush into a relationship and all that you get out of it will be hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Miss the right one and you'll never ever get it back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Treasure before its too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-1995716444745953464?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1995716444745953464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=1995716444745953464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/1995716444745953464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/1995716444745953464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-thing-have-been-going-thru-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-519505654553117663</id><published>2008-08-11T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:57:59.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Post For All That Matters To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rene - My beloved ah ma since secondary, a friend who stand by me when people start to leave and try to bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ying - My mummy, the way we got to know each other is strange but this friendship surely is not strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ting - Not very close to you but surely you seems to be the DM, shake leg also kena beat by you, laugh at you toe cramp also kena. But your toe cramp never fail to break out a laughter in the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ber - A good brother, a good friend. Someone who always ready to be there for the one he really care no matter where the place and what's the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*Without you guys there will not be me, the cheerful me who can make jokes and just being stupid. I just want you guys to know that no matter how stupid i may look as long as i can see the smile on you guys de face i am more den happy le*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;For Those Who Truly Cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Angeline - Hey you are a good girl, a good friend. You don't mind giving me morning call at the cost of you not being to get to sleep anymore, your future boyfriend sure very xin fu de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamela - Got to know you in the club but have slowly become best friend, i heard you cried over my stories and i too comforted you over your realationship. I still remember your promise to me ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Campmates - You guys are the one i spend almost two years with. Drinking buddy, clubbing buddy and even outfield buddy. We do have conflict here and there but in the end we still get back close to each other, joking and laughing at each other once again.&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/32016077-519505654553117663?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/519505654553117663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=519505654553117663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/519505654553117663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/519505654553117663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/08/post-for-all-that-matters-to-me-rene-my.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-4545426030626605961</id><published>2008-08-11T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:48:36.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NDP on sat was fun fun and jus more fun..Hahax finally all our hard work had pay off..*pat pat* well done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Met up with xavier wong, lau, johnson, hein hun, yong, thomas, jun wei and yi xiang on sunday..Went to watch money not enough 2 and i cried &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The movie also got one song it says ' When its time to leave i will let you go first cause i will never bear to let you see me cry ' jus made me think bout something back again..Hahax silly of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today went to take my RTT, i was so freaking nervous lor..i finish the test in bout 10mins but i dun dare to press submit cause no one left yet..Hahax silly of me again, but thank god i passed..Yeah after tat i applied for my PDL and guess wat i paid 25 dollars and i got the PDL for class 2B(Bike) and 3(car) mean i can chiong for both le =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2443567525039542048</id><published>2008-08-04T03:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:30:34.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;~Cohesion Swim~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sect 3 and HQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYG2_kN_sI/AAAAAAAAADA/CCGREjrlSBw/s1600-h/Swim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230375559083458242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYG2_kN_sI/AAAAAAAAADA/CCGREjrlSBw/s320/Swim2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mixture of HQ, section 1,2 and 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGzn440aI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Z0RvRcF0zVI/s1600-h/Swim1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230375501188092322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGzn440aI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Z0RvRcF0zVI/s320/Swim1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;M203 gunners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGr18BXzI/AAAAAAAAACw/hI73e5AtkWk/s1600-h/M203+Gunners.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230375367520378674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGr18BXzI/AAAAAAAAACw/hI73e5AtkWk/s320/M203+Gunners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drummer 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGaaaTAfI/AAAAAAAAACg/VfANCxjOzEw/s1600-h/3+Guards+Drummer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230375068073394674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGaaaTAfI/AAAAAAAAACg/VfANCxjOzEw/s320/3+Guards+Drummer3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Drummer 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYGWgWl4_I/AAAAAAAAACY/wSYOkS6k6dc/s1600-h/3+Guards+Drummer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qnDisfJRP8c/SJYG2_kN_sI/AAAAAAAAADA/CCGREjrlSBw/s72-c/Swim2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32016077.post-6250373380875242068</id><published>2008-08-01T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:05:01.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today was a super duper boring day for me wor..Woke up at bout 12 plus to go for my RTT practice at SSDC which lasted bout only like for 15 min cause i finish it fast..After that went to crystal there to cut my hair, should not say its cut bah cause i just trim it to be exact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After finish cutting my hair here come my main event of the day..ROTTING~ yeah i rot from like 3 plus to the late night lor..All i did was online, watch tv and played some games on the internet..Boring as can be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomorrow will be the NDP preview le..Hahax very soon it will all be over and we be transmitting into outfield mode, getting mentally prepare for all that is to come for I know that this is going to be the last stretch before we can all shout ORD LOH~~ ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-6250373380875242068?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/6250373380875242068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;There were once a girl call A who knew a guy call B thru the internet, the started out chatting as friends..A thought that B was like any other guys, a hongster, but never did A know that as time passes by B have already fallen for her..Its was only after few weeks before B told A bout his feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A was going thru a major event in her school years and thus not wanting to go into a relationship, B told A that its ok cause he know that the time will come when its right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Finally A finished completed one of the milestone in her life and this was when the two decided to meet up for the first time, B knew A was having a sore throat and specially bought her a strepsil..The first met up was not just the two of them but with a couple of friends of A..Even though its not just the two of them but they seems to be just in they own world, lovely as can be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The day will always come to an end and as B send A home he decided to pluck up his courage and as A for her hand, A stop him just before he could finish and told him that she too had fallen for him..Just like this a romance spark off and just as B look into A eyes, he knew that this is the girl he been searching for all along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Time passes and thing come..A and B faces problem here and there but they help each other thru, friends and family seems to object and don't think they could last but this didn't bring them down and in turn made them fall even more in love with each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;One day B hurt A very deeply and they broke off, B regretted it very much that he hurt A..He drop the first tears in their relationship..A had a boyfriend shortly after that but B didn't gave up on winning A back..B determination won A back to his side and this time B knew that he had to cherish A for real..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;But time still broke them up, B knew that he got no more chance with A, A had a new boyfriend and B knew that she would be more happy with this new guy..B wanted to move on but he is still trying his best to do so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Love is like an double edged sword,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It can hurt you and it can hurt your partner too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Treasure the one you have while you still have the chance to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-5926809467300243437?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5926809467300243437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=5926809467300243437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/5926809467300243437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/5926809467300243437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Hahax had an overnight de 20km route march den after we completed OC gave us the day off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yesterday night de route march i think i become mad le..Hahax i kept telling my platoon bout something call the reason, i told Sgt feng firstly tat we are the reason tat the people of singapore can sleep so peacefully at night..He say tat if i mean it den its very touching if not he will kick me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Overall everyone pull thru it..Well done to my buddy, after so long never walk le but you still endure to the end..I am so proud of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tomoro going for NDP system run once again..The number of days to NDP is now only ten days, the hard work we all had pull in since may will finally be shown to the whole singapore..Keep the spirit high guys, same for those in PHS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;SHINE FOR SINGAPORE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-3158267095085654252?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/3158267095085654252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=3158267095085654252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/3158267095085654252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/3158267095085654252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/07/wondering-how-come-i-can-blog-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-123423174904294570</id><published>2008-07-27T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:21:27.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went for NDP de component training yesterday..Can say its quite fun bah cause yasser was keep joking around..He never fail to make people laugh de lor, born joker bah..Hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training ended at bout 8.30 den went over to AMK to meet ber, ying and rene..Ber drove us to chomp chomp den we ate stingray, sotong, potato leave and big cup of sugarcane =) yummy yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish our so called dinner at bout 11 then went to CWP to pick ting up before we proceed to Cinelesiure for our 2nd part of day..We book at chamber in E2max den i and ber were using the com while the 3 ladies watch Exorcist The Beginning..Then half way thru were the cake cutting for ber de 21st birthday..I didn't dare to look at how rene prank ber cause next coming up is going to be mine bdae le &gt;.&lt; ( ying told me she heard rene ask the aunty for 21 candle =X )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended everything at bout 4 bah before we proceed back home..Hahax on the way home we saw this very ugly de bike, harley not like harley de cause the front very high den the back very low..Ying say the pillion like dropping out and he keep driving beside us till dono where den he is gone..LOL~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st birthday to ber once again =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-123423174904294570?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/123423174904294570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=123423174904294570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/123423174904294570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/123423174904294570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-for-ndp-de-component-training.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-8600466172998028319</id><published>2008-07-21T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:15:08.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Haiz emo virus got me again..What is it this time jonathan? What is breaking you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I always been able to help people with their problems but when it come to my own problems, who is the one going to help me? I turn my head all around and all i see is a dark and empty room..Who is there to help me? Who is there to be my light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I had enough of all this, all this stuff that is tearing me down bit by bit by bit. Its not like i never tried to be strong, i tried, i tried like there is no tomorrow but what is wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If only you look into my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and see the tears i cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;would it change your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;would it make you stay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If only you see my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and the pain it's trying to bear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;would you stay with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;would you comfort me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-8600466172998028319?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8600466172998028319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=8600466172998028319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8600466172998028319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8600466172998028319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiz-emo-virus-got-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-8178144562938588543</id><published>2008-07-18T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:43:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Whoo finally weekend is here..Hahax tomorrow going to have NDP rehearsal again, after tomorrow we will be left with jus 3 weeks to the actual performance le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;After NDP we be going to start our prep for ATEC stage 2 le..Yeah ATEC stage 2 also mean we are closer to our ORD date..Hahax but the prep work will be outfield after outfield after outfield..Think i really need to stay strong and keep fighting, cannot let my section down, gonna lead them well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-8178144562938588543?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/8178144562938588543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=8178144562938588543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8178144562938588543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/8178144562938588543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoo-finally-weekend-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-1880272309185223481</id><published>2008-07-06T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:03:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Had NDP performance today..Its the first time we perform to 2700 ppl, its also the first time we put on the costume and did a half make up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was beside yong when the person help him put the foundation den i go disturb him by asking the person put blusher for him..Hahax of course the person never did it on him..I guess those ppl doing the make up should be very tired or wat bah cause they did the foundation for all of us the colour jus dun blend with our skin tone, instead it made us look so pale as if we are going to be acting in the tiger show =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hahax overall i think we did a good job..I believe we going to do better and better till the actual NDP 2008 de =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-1880272309185223481?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/1880272309185223481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-32016077.post-4002073424852402658</id><published>2008-06-30T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:34:17.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suddenly feel like posting something regarding to my ex..Erm she is really the first girl tat had given me the most 1st time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st time i fall so deeply in love with a gal, 1st time i quarrel with my parents over a gal, 1st time a gal stayover at my house, 1st time i hug a gal to sleep, 1st time i did so many silly things jus to make sure you are happy, 1st time a gal made me drop tears in public, 1st time i learn smth new jus to make you smile, 1st time my heart is totally shattered, 1st time i cannot seems to get out of love, 1st time i love looking into the eyes of my love one, 1st time a gal waited for me under my blk jus to see me for the few mins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is jus so many first time, the list can go on and on..Haix i noe you are being loved now gal, my chance of loving you is over le..I missed the chance to show you how much you really mean to me and how much i can't live without you..Thank you for all the happy and sad memories you given to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* to liang jialing, all along i talk to my friend i got use sweety all this words de, if you like to think so much into things i cannot sae anything le..Jus showing concern to you does not mean i love you too..Pls dun fucking tell ppl tat wat i scaring you, i dun fucking give a damm can cause i simply DUN LIKE or LOVE you at all *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-4002073424852402658?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/4002073424852402658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=4002073424852402658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4002073424852402658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/4002073424852402658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/2008/06/suddenly-feel-like-posting-something.html' title=''/><author><name>*memories*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09987550943089927737</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-32016077.post-2268603613179977901</id><published>2008-06-30T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:25:25.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yawn today is monday le means i need to book in tonight..Wah is sian de lor but no choice still have to go thru it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Jialing ah dun think too much into things k? Hahax my heart is already given to someone else le, i only care for you as a friend only..Dun come sending me sms saying what age gap and stuff lar..Hahax you think i fallen for you? If i given you the wrong idea den i am so sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Weet going for my bike pract again..Pray that this time i can do it well =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p.s.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-2268603613179977901?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/2268603613179977901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=2268603613179977901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/2268603613179977901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Erm went for my practical today and its totally buang lor..First few time cannot really do well but at the end slowly become better le but still fail lor..Hahax nvm nvm tomorrow still have pract so must do my super duper best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32016077-5317816214692960244?l=in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-loving-memories-of-my-day.blogspot.com/feeds/5317816214692960244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32016077&amp;postID=5317816214692960244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32016077/posts/default/5317816214692960244'/><link 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take way too much effort..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reach home bout 11+ today cause went for NDP pract den actually wanted to meet rene and guys up for mj session de but in the end we cancel cause i am kind of tired..Sorry wor guys had to cancel it, will make it up to you all de..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Went to get my supper too cause i was super duper hungry..Went over to 744 to buy my supper..Had a killing there, i bought mushroom noodle, two prata and two chicken wing..Hahax came home and watch the tv as i eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Erm think i'm going to shut down for the day soon cause still having my bike practical later on the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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