<?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-29027526</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:09:06.833+08:00</updated><category term='4D'/><title type='text'>feed your ADDICTIONS;;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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hectic pace..&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/Scr295Kzi0I/AAAAAAAAA74/0N_zpPeypRw/s1600-h/Image271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/Scr295Kzi0I/AAAAAAAAA74/0N_zpPeypRw/s320/Image271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317333853242886978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your ball more expensive that this? &lt;br /&gt;SGD $ 60, XXX @ VivoCity, National Geography.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3534453927667266574?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3534453927667266574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3013809901491243817</id><published>2009-03-12T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:17:35.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook.</title><content type='html'>The show is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the notebook&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3013809901491243817?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3013809901491243817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3013809901491243817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3013809901491243817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3013809901491243817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/show-is-good.html' title='The Notebook.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-985678773665628107</id><published>2009-03-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:12:39.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;They are shooting stars, &lt;br /&gt;a spectacular moment of lights in the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;A fleeting glimpse of eternity, &lt;br /&gt;and then a flash, they're gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Notebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-985678773665628107?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/985678773665628107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=985678773665628107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/985678773665628107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/985678773665628107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/notebook.html' title='The Notebook.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8994147304730491350</id><published>2009-03-10T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:18:45.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APEXI.</title><content type='html'>Agh, im in a dilemma AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUYING; &lt;u&gt;OPENPOD&lt;/u&gt; V &lt;u&gt;DROPIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICE; S$3XX V S$9X&lt;br /&gt;PERFORMANCE; HIGHEND(don't need) V LOWEND(NEEDS!)&lt;br /&gt;BONUS; HAVE SOUND V NO SOUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh! damnit! Worst, i don't know if i spend that extra S$100+ on OPENPOD will justify in improving LOWEND performance or not! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. HEADACHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even drawing APEXI at work today, i really need to get APEXI soon!&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8994147304730491350?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8994147304730491350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8994147304730491350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8994147304730491350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8994147304730491350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/apexi.html' title='APEXI.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-1093096076400237361</id><published>2009-03-09T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:25:59.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moulin rouge.</title><content type='html'>First DESIRE!&lt;br /&gt;Then PASSION,&lt;br /&gt;followed by SUSPICION.&lt;br /&gt;JEALOUSY SUSPICION ANGER BETRAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the TRUST?&lt;br /&gt;Without TRUST there's no LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapt from Moulin Rouge,&lt;br /&gt;base on what i remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_17Tz1hViE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_17Tz1hViE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn baby&lt;br /&gt;Just don't understand where we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my soul&lt;br /&gt;I gave you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact I was the one who said I love you first&lt;br /&gt;It was about eight years ago, don't act like you don't know&lt;br /&gt;We were sittin' at home in your mama's livin' room&lt;br /&gt;Cause, we couldn't be alone&lt;br /&gt;See your mama knew I was something else, she knew how I felt&lt;br /&gt;Back then we were in school; and that's your favourite excuse&lt;br /&gt;Growin' up I was a fool; and I can't lie I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;Listen and don't trip&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a bottle with a genie in it&lt;br /&gt;Here's my wish list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one, I would create a heart changing love&lt;br /&gt;Second one, I'll take yours and fill it all the way up&lt;br /&gt;Third one, but I don't need a lot of wishes cause I'll be okay if I get one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, we would be best friends&lt;br /&gt;Love would never end, it would just begin&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, you would be my boo&lt;br /&gt;Promise to love you, trust me I'll trust you&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, we would run away&lt;br /&gt;Making love all day, have us a baby&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, I'd make you my whole life&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be my wife, make it right this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish&lt;br /&gt;One wish, one wish, one wish&lt;br /&gt;One wish, one wish, one wish&lt;br /&gt;One wish, one wish, one wish&lt;br /&gt;One wish, one wish, one wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me is this the only way I can get you right back in&lt;br /&gt;If so then searchin' I'll go, then I can have you for sho&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll be loving me, holding me, kissing me&lt;br /&gt;So girl don't tell me what I'm feeling is make believe&lt;br /&gt;I swear if I lose a second chance with you&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably check myself into some kind of clinic&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be alone because without you I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;Here's my wish list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one, I would create a heart changing love&lt;br /&gt;Second one, I'll take yours and fill it all the way up&lt;br /&gt;Third one, but I don't need a lot of wishes cause I'll be okay if I get one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, we would be best friends&lt;br /&gt;Love would never end, it would just begin&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, you would be my boo&lt;br /&gt;Promise to love you, trust me I'll trust you&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, we would run away&lt;br /&gt;Making love all day, have us a baby&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, I'd make you my whole life&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be my wife, make it right this time&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how we ended upon this road&lt;br /&gt;And, even though we are grown, Girl I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, we would be best friends&lt;br /&gt;Love would never end, it would just begin&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, you would be my boo&lt;br /&gt;Promise to love you, trust me I'll trust you&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, we would run away&lt;br /&gt;Making love all day, have us a baby&lt;br /&gt;If I had one wish, I'd make you my whole life&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be my wife, make it right this time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1093096076400237361?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1093096076400237361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1093096076400237361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1093096076400237361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1093096076400237361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/moulin-rouge.html' title='moulin rouge.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8000111994132980047</id><published>2009-03-07T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:17:28.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>havoc taxi.</title><content type='html'>Crazy Taxi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SbHmvNiY5RI/AAAAAAAAA7w/yIA7AMqzpl0/s1600-h/DSC00673-2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SbHmvNiY5RI/AAAAAAAAA7w/yIA7AMqzpl0/s320/DSC00673-2-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310279134408664338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver installed GT wings, aftermarket rims, comes with the front HKS embossed shade screen and Decals on the rear bumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nen said he saw this at Admiralty once and the engine of the exhaust is growling kind that go vorroooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Credit; LMC Forum by Evo Lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8000111994132980047?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8000111994132980047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8000111994132980047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8000111994132980047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8000111994132980047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/havoc-taxi.html' title='havoc taxi.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SbHmvNiY5RI/AAAAAAAAA7w/yIA7AMqzpl0/s72-c/DSC00673-2-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3951130424633205495</id><published>2009-03-07T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:35:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy girl thing.</title><content type='html'>SCV was showing "It's a boy girl thing" earlier, a pretty good show with humour and a good ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending was on their Homecoming, and this reminds me of my graduation which makes me kind of sad because my 3 years of diploma study, im going to miss my graduation. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally started on my project, changed a major item which i always said i wanted to change and you can backtrack that to a year ago. Shouldn't delay it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APEXI is next on my list!&lt;br /&gt;and I'M GOING TO BE SUPER BROKE. &lt;br /&gt;YES, READ THIS FROM ME; SUPER BROKE. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAP is finally starting.. &lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3951130424633205495?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3951130424633205495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3951130424633205495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3951130424633205495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3951130424633205495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-boy-girl-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a boy girl thing.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-9064428848798123268</id><published>2009-03-02T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:09:07.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my days.</title><content type='html'>Super tired! Went over to Mahes's 21st chalet last saturday afterwhich, went to meet the guys for supper and they wanted to go LEFT4DEAD, played till morning and i suck at the game! I'M A BURDEN. Well, i just realise i sucks at SOLITAIRE too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning was my grandfather death anniversary and after praying, mum suggested to go JB for lunch! When everything were settled, went for Mahes 21st celebration with just the polymate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SawAZw8CCmI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9nxNjfbqy2k/s1600-h/Image267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SawAZw8CCmI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9nxNjfbqy2k/s320/Image267.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618503396395618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candles that shape out her name was magnificent? i don't know, it just amaze me. You always see this kind of stuff in picture, shows and movies but when you really see it real life, it's really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept till 1pm today, but still feeling super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i forgotten i have this photo in my phone @ Meng's 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SawAZq3qbOI/AAAAAAAAA7g/FIvTUKRqrZw/s1600-h/Image264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SawAZq3qbOI/AAAAAAAAA7g/FIvTUKRqrZw/s320/Image264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618501767458018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-9064428848798123268?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9064428848798123268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=9064428848798123268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/9064428848798123268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/9064428848798123268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-days.html' title='my days.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SawAZw8CCmI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9nxNjfbqy2k/s72-c/Image267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3148558496698743016</id><published>2009-02-27T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:36:20.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meng's 21st.</title><content type='html'>Here we goes, Meng's 21st pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHS6jn_0I/AAAAAAAAA7A/AZzqEw1YzZ4/s1600-h/showyoumyheart2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHS6jn_0I/AAAAAAAAA7A/AZzqEw1YzZ4/s320/showyoumyheart2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500182393847618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng's 21st Birthday Cake.&lt;br /&gt;It left me pondering why all 21st cakes(so far 2 of 2 i attended) are in the key shape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHS1T7T6I/AAAAAAAAA7I/31tKSnOL-vc/s1600-h/n667952816_1607837_8164534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHS1T7T6I/AAAAAAAAA7I/31tKSnOL-vc/s320/n667952816_1607837_8164534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500180985827234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group Photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHTAdAVVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ee9Ldx7iCHo/s1600-h/n667952816_1607866_990517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHTAdAVVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ee9Ldx7iCHo/s320/n667952816_1607866_990517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500183976695122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of my most awesome night out with the guys, laughter till the dawn and it makes one of my best sleep over @ chalet experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys! It's been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, i decided to add this photo up too;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHTGkwO0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/lrEKvBVDS-8/s1600-h/n667952816_1607863_2960791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHTGkwO0I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/lrEKvBVDS-8/s320/n667952816_1607863_2960791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307500185619807042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only talk talk talk... only uncle had the guts to act. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Tiring weekend gotten be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3148558496698743016?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3148558496698743016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3148558496698743016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3148558496698743016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3148558496698743016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/mengs-21st.html' title='Meng&apos;s 21st.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SagHS6jn_0I/AAAAAAAAA7A/AZzqEw1YzZ4/s72-c/showyoumyheart2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-2934096103517652956</id><published>2009-02-26T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:31:10.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUMB.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post up Katy Perry - Thinking of you, but Ben had posted in his blog. so i am going to post another current favourite;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kob4CBM2HA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4kob4CBM2HA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park - Numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so faithless lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertone)&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;br /&gt;Holding too tightly afraid to lose control&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen apart right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertone)&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertone)&lt;br /&gt;And every second I waste is more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;You were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song that speak my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Back to Katy Perry, that song i will not say it's just emo but a very saddening song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2934096103517652956?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2934096103517652956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2934096103517652956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2934096103517652956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2934096103517652956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/numb.html' title='NUMB.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-5837586871587975865</id><published>2009-02-25T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:14:52.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drenched.</title><content type='html'>Hong for the first time in his life felt so happy getting drench, as if the rain from the sky was trying to wash off all his sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO START AFRESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearing shit Stage 3 of 3 completed.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble-free, loose end to clear now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-5837586871587975865?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5837586871587975865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=5837586871587975865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5837586871587975865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5837586871587975865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/drenched.html' title='drenched.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8276714518799700683</id><published>2009-02-23T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:30:46.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>As i look up above me,&lt;br /&gt;i see the clear blue sky with the pearl white cloud,&lt;br /&gt;it's simply beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8276714518799700683?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8276714518799700683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8276714518799700683' title='0 Comments'/><link 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I shall be lazy no more! post up some photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ben's BBQ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18Vir6SEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Fs6V6xsuYUw/s1600-h/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18Vir6SEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Fs6V6xsuYUw/s320/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304532645642389570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18V76tqXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3Cs72DEgU7I/s1600-h/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18V76tqXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3Cs72DEgU7I/s320/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304532652415363442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone trying to arouse me.)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18WMlqgXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/WrIJcPlUVvk/s1600-h/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18WMlqgXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/WrIJcPlUVvk/s320/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304532656890478962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home Club Jan '09&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1_0pwHigI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ycL_FBJOseY/s1600-h/IMG_3860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1_0pwHigI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ycL_FBJOseY/s320/IMG_3860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304536478649911810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeClub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1-Do-WpoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3v6CIXNUIiw/s1600-h/IMG_3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1-Do-WpoI/AAAAAAAAA6g/3v6CIXNUIiw/s320/IMG_3872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534537115969154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting, Jan &amp; Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1-AOB5CzI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/JjOvkNz2Dgs/s1600-h/IMG_4023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1-AOB5CzI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/JjOvkNz2Dgs/s320/IMG_4023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534478343441202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ19-vEO3VI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/WRz4AvBJZbY/s1600-h/IMG_3986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ19-vEO3VI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/WRz4AvBJZbY/s320/IMG_3986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534452851891538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ199BRGtQI/AAAAAAAAA6I/XJ7XVp3zQRg/s1600-h/IMG_3979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ199BRGtQI/AAAAAAAAA6I/XJ7XVp3zQRg/s320/IMG_3979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304534423377982722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18Wllbz-I/AAAAAAAAA6A/pV_M3rRN2E4/s1600-h/IMG_3881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18Wllbz-I/AAAAAAAAA6A/pV_M3rRN2E4/s320/IMG_3881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304532663600402402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18WfDHvrI/AAAAAAAAA54/wdF-ryfJ714/s1600-h/IMG_3873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18WfDHvrI/AAAAAAAAA54/wdF-ryfJ714/s320/IMG_3873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304532661845868210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nen, James, Hao &amp; Weihai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keeyong's 21st.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1_0z4dHTI/AAAAAAAAA64/iuEoQSTXBHo/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ1_0z4dHTI/AAAAAAAAA64/iuEoQSTXBHo/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304536481369234738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRS mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4367701608609213650?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4367701608609213650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4367701608609213650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4367701608609213650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4367701608609213650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/add-some-colors.html' title='add some colors.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZ18Vir6SEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Fs6V6xsuYUw/s72-c/Barbecue%40Ben%27s+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6954351555409693226</id><published>2009-02-17T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:09:07.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting.</title><content type='html'>May the impact of the profound truths written by George Carlin, be influential in opening our eyes and making changes in our day to day living. This is a master piece.. If you have not read it take the time to read it now. If you have read it take time to read it again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEORGE CARLIN (He recently died) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Message by George Carlin: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't share this to people.....Who cares? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Carlin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two nuns.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them was known as &lt;br /&gt;Sister Mathematical (SM), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other one was known as &lt;br /&gt;Sister Logical (SL). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is getting dark &lt;br /&gt;and they are still far away &lt;br /&gt;from the convent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed &lt;br /&gt;that a man has been following us &lt;br /&gt;for the past thirty-eight and a half minutes? &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what he wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;It's logical. &lt;br /&gt;He wants to rape us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! &lt;br /&gt;At this rate &lt;br /&gt;he will reach us &lt;br /&gt;in 15 minutes at the most! &lt;br /&gt;What can we do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing to do &lt;br /&gt;of course is to walk faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;It's not working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;Of course it's not working. &lt;br /&gt;The man did the only logical thing. &lt;br /&gt;He started to walk faster, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;So, what shall we do? &lt;br /&gt;At this rate he will reach us &lt;br /&gt;in one minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing we can do is split. &lt;br /&gt;You go that way and I'll go this way. &lt;br /&gt;He cannot follow us both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the man &lt;br /&gt;decided to follow &lt;br /&gt;Sister Logical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Mathematical &lt;br /&gt;arrives at the convent &lt;br /&gt;and is worried about what has happened &lt;br /&gt;to Sister Logical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sister Logical arrives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Sister Logical! &lt;br /&gt;Thank God you are here! &lt;br /&gt;Tell me what happened! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing happened. &lt;br /&gt;The man couldn't follow us both, &lt;br /&gt;so he followed me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes! &lt;br /&gt;But what happened then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing happened. &lt;br /&gt;I started to run as fast as I could &lt;br /&gt;and he started to run as fast as he could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;And? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing happened. &lt;br /&gt;He reached me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Oh, dear! &lt;br /&gt;What did you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;I lifted my dress up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Sister! &lt;br /&gt;What did the man do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;The only logical thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;He pulled down his pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM: &lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! &lt;br /&gt;What happened then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL: &lt;br /&gt;Isn't it logical, Sister? &lt;br /&gt;A nun with her dress up &lt;br /&gt;can run faster &lt;br /&gt;than a man with his pants down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... for those of you &lt;br /&gt;who thought it would be dirty .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRICKING A NUN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hippie gets onto a bus and sits next to a nun in the front seat. The hippie looks over and asks the nun if she would have sex with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun, surprised by the question, politely declines and gets off at the next stop. When the bus starts again, the bus driver says to the hippie, "If you want, I can tell you how you can get that nun to have sex with you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hippie of course says that he'd love to know, so the bus driver tells him that every Tuesday evening at midnight the nun goes to the cemetery to pray to the lord. "If you went dressed in robes and some glowing powder," says the bus driver, "You could tell her you were God and command her to have sex with you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hippie decides to try this out. That Tuesday, he goes to the cemetery and waits for the nun. Right on schedule, the nun shows up. While she's in the middle of praying, the hippie walks out from hiding, in robes and glowing with a mask of god. "I am God, I have heard your prayers and I will answer them but you must have sex with me first," he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun agrees but asks for anal sex so she might keep her virginity. The hippie agrees to this and quickly sets about having sex with the nun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hippie finishes, he rips off his mask and shouts out, "Ha ha, I'm the hippie! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun replies by whipping off her mask and shouting, "Ha ha, I'm the bus driver!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man bumps into a woman in a hotel lobby and as he does, &lt;br /&gt;his elbow goes into her breast. &lt;br /&gt;They are both quite startled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man turns to her and says, 'Ma'am, if your heart is as soft as your breast, &lt;br /&gt;I know you'll forgive me.' &lt;br /&gt;She replies, 'If your penis is as hard as your elbow, I'm in room 221.' &lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke 2 : &lt;br /&gt;One night, as a couple lays down for bed, the husband starts rubbing his wife's arm. &lt;br /&gt;The wife turns over and says 'I'm sorry honey, I've got a gynecologist appointment tomorrow and I want to stay fresh.' &lt;br /&gt;The husband, rejected, turns over. &lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, he rolls back over and taps his wife again. &lt;br /&gt;'Do you have a dentist appointment tomorrow too?' &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke 3: &lt;br /&gt;Bill worked in a pickle factory. &lt;br /&gt;He had been employed there for a number of years when he came home one day &lt;br /&gt;to confess to his wife that he had a terrible compulsion. &lt;br /&gt;He had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. &lt;br /&gt;His wife suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill said he would be too embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own. &lt;br /&gt;One day a few weeks later, Bill came home and his wife co uld see at once that something was seriously wrong. &lt;br /&gt;'What's wrong, Bill?' she asked. &lt;br /&gt;'Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?' &lt;br /&gt;'Oh, Bill, you didn't' she exclaimed. &lt;br /&gt;'Yes, I did.' he replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My God, Bill, what20happened?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I got fired.' &lt;br /&gt;'No, Bill. I mean, what happened with the pickle slicer?' &lt;br /&gt;'Oh...she got fired too.' &lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;Joke 4 - A Winner: &lt;br /&gt;A couple had been married for 50 years. &lt;br /&gt;They were sitting at the breakfast table one morning when the wife says, 'Just think, fifty years ago we were sitting here at this breakfast table together.' &lt;br /&gt;'I know,' the old man said. 'We were probably sitting here naked as a jaybird fifty years ago.' &lt;br /&gt;'Well,' Granny snickered. 'Let's relive some old times.' &lt;br /&gt;Where upon, the two stripped to the buff and sat down at the table. &lt;br /&gt;'You know, honey,' the little old lady breathlessly r eplied, 'My nipples are as hot for you today as they were fifty years ago.' &lt;br /&gt;'I wouldn't be surprised,' replied Gramps. 'One's in your coffee and the other is in your oatmeal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy reading~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6954351555409693226?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6954351555409693226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6954351555409693226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6954351555409693226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6954351555409693226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/interesting.html' title='interesting.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-462723764224446067</id><published>2009-02-15T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:03:25.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Went for another road trip over the weekends, a much more adventurous trip because this time round im on own time own target. Pretty tiresome as i didn't take breaks, i swear my body was aching when i reached the destination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the trip it make me realise sometimes in life you don't need to explain your WHY's and even with the many WHY's you had, it don't matter because things that happened are irreversible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7oSs1EuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/3EUDAO-a-y0/s1600-h/Image263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7oSs1EuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/3EUDAO-a-y0/s320/Image263.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054124629431010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMOKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7njDaleI/AAAAAAAAA5A/vySgM73ETmI/s1600-h/Image234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7njDaleI/AAAAAAAAA5A/vySgM73ETmI/s320/Image234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054111839262178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you will say it's funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7nzxiXRI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mHrrqi1EkWE/s1600-h/Image257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7nzxiXRI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mHrrqi1EkWE/s320/Image257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054116327677202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7oKTcy5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/7eERBsio3Lk/s1600-h/Image260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7oKTcy5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/7eERBsio3Lk/s320/Image260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054122375498642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-462723764224446067?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/462723764224446067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=462723764224446067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/462723764224446067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/462723764224446067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughts_15.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SZg7oSs1EuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/3EUDAO-a-y0/s72-c/Image263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3665257364797881913</id><published>2009-02-14T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:59:15.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missout.</title><content type='html'>Clearing Shit Stage 2 of 3 completed! &lt;br /&gt;The last stage soon will be over and I'm all left with the loose end to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need a tranquilliser and an energy pill. )=&lt;br /&gt;Polymates are over their tertiary education, i'm happy for them and felt sad for myself! I'm struck for another 3 months. I wondered how i am going to pull through? &lt;br /&gt;aGh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard boys and girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3665257364797881913?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3665257364797881913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3665257364797881913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3665257364797881913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3665257364797881913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/missout.html' title='missout.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4473423710898875124</id><published>2009-02-12T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:17:33.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate this part right here.</title><content type='html'>Used yesterday free time to research on CS3, neither Adobe CS3 nor Counter-Strike 3 but Lancer CS3. In the past, i had many restriction that i couldn't forcus on my beloved. Now, im going to resume my project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any good samaritan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modifying your car is very similar to playing MMORPG, why?&lt;br /&gt;First, you farm for gold or valued items, then you trade them for the desired items to improve your character. After you got your item, you feel very much in delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh, reminds me of Diablo II times, i wondered will i strike 4D like i crafted a godly item in game. Back then, Wei can be said to be the ambassador of legitimate world, now i'm going to be legitimate for my beloved! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspection due tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Unwilling i am, took off the tinted film and the audio player goes; "When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you~". Tinted film, one of the few that brings me lot of fond memories, SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i finally started pulling, the audio player goes; "I hate this part right here, I hate this part right here..". Agh! Damn LTA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinted, im going get you back soon!&lt;br /&gt;imissyou..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4473423710898875124?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4473423710898875124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4473423710898875124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4473423710898875124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4473423710898875124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-this-part-right-here.html' title='i hate this part right here.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8656375785562320936</id><published>2009-02-11T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:46:04.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plead.</title><content type='html'>i'm missing my ds again.&lt;br /&gt;God please, let me regain my confident and get my ds back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8656375785562320936?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8656375785562320936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8656375785562320936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8656375785562320936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8656375785562320936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/plead.html' title='plead.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4170088042211517927</id><published>2009-02-11T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:12:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last.</title><content type='html'>Randomly, i feel like posting this MV before i go to bed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZptL8PC2r0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZptL8PC2r0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore the "What is a life?" part, and don't ask me why, but i just like the starting of the song. Got to know this song while watching GossipGirl.S2, sought help from BEN to download this song but with no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for hair to dry, else the migraine i get each morning will be killing me!&lt;br /&gt;Night folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4170088042211517927?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4170088042211517927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4170088042211517927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4170088042211517927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4170088042211517927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/last.html' title='last.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4396687889493326410</id><published>2009-02-10T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:17:45.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i were a boy.</title><content type='html'>Went for my IAP interview today, it turn out to be TY is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"Attachment no such good things."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, now i hate IAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXSBfNxmY6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXSBfNxmY6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niceties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4396687889493326410?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4396687889493326410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4396687889493326410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4396687889493326410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4396687889493326410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-were-boy.html' title='if i were a boy.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8809463169194728631</id><published>2009-02-10T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:37:01.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meaning for color &amp; numbers of roses</title><content type='html'>Found this interesting post that i thought readers might want to know;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Colour and their meanings:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Love, passion, respect, red roses say “I love you”, romantic love&lt;br /&gt;White Signify spiritual love and purity, innocence or secrecy, “My love for you is deep and pure”&lt;br /&gt;Pink Grace, gentility, elegance and refinement. The rose of sweet thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Joy, friendship, new beginnings, "You are my sunshine," "Welcome back,", "I'm sorry," "Let's start again&lt;br /&gt;Orange Enthusiasm, Desire, Fascination&lt;br /&gt;Purple Faithfulness, passion, “My love for you is true”, “You are my passion”.&lt;br /&gt;Red &amp; White Unity, togetherness, “I love only you”&lt;br /&gt;Red &amp; Yellow Congratulation!&lt;br /&gt;Yellow and Orange roses together imply passionate thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Number and their meanings:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Rose - Love at the first sight; you are the one&lt;br /&gt;2 Roses - Mutual love between both, deeply in love with one another&lt;br /&gt;3 Roses - I love you&lt;br /&gt;6 Roses - I wanna be yours&lt;br /&gt;7 Roses - I'm infatuated with you&lt;br /&gt;9 Roses - An Eternal love, together as long as we live&lt;br /&gt;10 Roses - You are perfect&lt;br /&gt;11 Roses - You are my treasured one; the one I love most in my life&lt;br /&gt;12 Roses - Be my steady&lt;br /&gt;13 Roses - Secret Admirer&lt;br /&gt;15 Roses - I am truly sorry, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;20 Roses - Believe me, I am sincere towards you&lt;br /&gt;21 Roses - I am devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;24 Roses - Can't stop thinking about you, 24 hours everyday&lt;br /&gt;33 Roses - Saying "I love you" with great affection&lt;br /&gt;36 Roses - I will remember our romantic moments&lt;br /&gt;40 Roses - My love for you is genuine&lt;br /&gt;50 Roses - Regretless love, this is&lt;br /&gt;99 Roses - I will love you for as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;100 Roses - Harmoniously together in a century; remaining devoted as couple till ripe-old age&lt;br /&gt;101 Roses - You are my one and only love&lt;br /&gt;108 Roses - Please marry me!&lt;br /&gt;365 Roses - Can't stop thinking about you, each and everyday&lt;br /&gt;999 Roses - Everlasting and Eternal love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8809463169194728631?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8809463169194728631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8809463169194728631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8809463169194728631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8809463169194728631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/meaning-for-color-numbers-of-roses.html' title='meaning for color &amp; numbers of roses'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8172363031853155301</id><published>2009-02-09T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:59:44.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>Why my holidays are tougher than FYP days..&lt;br /&gt;i need an energy pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearing shit Stage 1 of 3 completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8172363031853155301?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8172363031853155301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8172363031853155301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8172363031853155301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8172363031853155301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-1593035816918270382</id><published>2009-02-08T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:37:57.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>agh! started the day with a very depressing mood.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss my ds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a tranquilliser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1593035816918270382?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1593035816918270382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1593035816918270382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1593035816918270382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1593035816918270382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/random_08.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-6754516357485123228</id><published>2009-02-06T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:47:06.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone Drink,&lt;br /&gt;alone think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;alone grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone reminiscence,&lt;br /&gt;alone feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;along with a lonesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6754516357485123228?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6754516357485123228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6754516357485123228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6754516357485123228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6754516357485123228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/alone.html' title='alone.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-1323242076025947250</id><published>2009-02-06T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:31:58.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed.</title><content type='html'>Agh! I traveled to Yishun ViCom, SinMing LTA, AngMoKio JIC, NYP, AngMoKio JIC, Home, AngMoKio JIC, SinMing LTA and FINALLY HOME. Realised there's still so many things to do and it's really pissing me off with the answers and replies i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, i can only console myself with; "This year is a problem solving year, just hang on..". )= My back aches due to all the traveling today, from 9AM-4PM++. )=)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know my Industrial Attchment company. Thankfully, it's on the west as i prayed. Yaya, no ERP. =P Hahaha, the only bad thing i can thought of, should be have to work 1 day on weekend! )= Anyway, the pay is good! So im fine with that, and i actually don't like to 5 work day policy, i rather have a break inbetween the working days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview on Tuesday. MMM, wonder if there's other IAP student going too~ hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1323242076025947250?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1323242076025947250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1323242076025947250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1323242076025947250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1323242076025947250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/pissed.html' title='pissed.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-7934049934082036816</id><published>2009-02-04T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:07:41.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month.</title><content type='html'>FINALLY, last paper gone! &lt;br /&gt;Please don't come back. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school earlier to check for my IAP briefing date, and got to know that my IAP only start at 9th March! Damn, that means i have another freaking month of holiday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not good. With Wei still schooling and kokhao in Navy, this mean BOREDOM! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i went to take my paper, meet up with zC to chat for alittle while. Then i was still telling him; "WHAT CAN I DO IN THIS ONE MONTH!", but now i know what i can do! When i came home, dad decided to teach me COOKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this holiday, im going to dedicated myself to learn Strumming, Cooking, Reading Book(on facts or psychology) and Excerise(Swimming, Jogging or Gymming)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaDa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SYmgPvk-UTI/AAAAAAAAA4I/F5RGuyON6Sk/s1600-h/Image248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SYmgPvk-UTI/AAAAAAAAA4I/F5RGuyON6Sk/s320/Image248.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298942628908126514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hong's master piece!", dad said.&lt;br /&gt;No, it wasn't, i was only by the side helping him to fry and stir.HAHA! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is one of my dad 5STAR dish and if im not wrong it's called; "Curry Asam Prawn.". It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i wana learn so many things! Mr-Know-Everything-Wanabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I had finally learn this dish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7934049934082036816?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7934049934082036816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7934049934082036816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7934049934082036816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7934049934082036816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/month.html' title='a month.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SYmgPvk-UTI/AAAAAAAAA4I/F5RGuyON6Sk/s72-c/Image248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-741251721903095746</id><published>2009-02-03T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:02:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me.</title><content type='html'>i feel i am a homely person.&lt;br /&gt;Day is always a routine,&lt;br /&gt;night is far better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-741251721903095746?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/741251721903095746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=741251721903095746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/741251721903095746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/741251721903095746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/me.html' title='me.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2274183954103977362</id><published>2009-02-01T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:09:47.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>Agh! Quick, someone teach me how to strum this song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;When You're Gone&lt;br /&gt;The Best Damn Thing&lt;br /&gt;2007 RCA records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8Ga6mChRq0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8Ga6mChRq0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;  G             D/F#       Em&lt;br /&gt;i always needed time on my own&lt;br /&gt;                 C                      D&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i need you there when i cry&lt;br /&gt;        G              D/F#           Em&lt;br /&gt;and the days feel like years when im alone&lt;br /&gt;                      C                       D&lt;br /&gt;and the bed where you lie its made up on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;     Am                         G/B&lt;br /&gt;when you walk away i count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;       C                             D&lt;br /&gt;do you see how much i need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;            C        Em           D&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone the pieces of my heart&lt;br /&gt;are missing you&lt;br /&gt;            C        Em                D&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone the face that came to know is missing to&lt;br /&gt;            Am               C&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone the words i need to hear&lt;br /&gt;   G             D/F#        C                D&lt;br /&gt;to always get me through the day and make it okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Intro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;     G               D/F#  Em&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;                  C                 D&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;        G           D/F#                  Em&lt;br /&gt;And the clothes you left that lied on the floor&lt;br /&gt;                         C                               D&lt;br /&gt;And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Refrain and Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Bm                      C                  G&lt;br /&gt;  We were made for each other, Out here forever&lt;br /&gt;          D    B7 &lt;br /&gt;I know we were yeahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Em&lt;br /&gt;I know I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;A/C#                                              D&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me yeahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus and intro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking, heard this song out of nowhere and it gave me a... "argh!" feeling. My whole day was screwed just by this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, tided over the first wave of Chinese New Year. Although the week im seriously LACK of sleep, push hard on my body, didn't drink alot of water and ate alot of heaty food but i seriously have no idea why im feeling sick only after i tried to rejuvenate my body, so im here feeling "zzz" both my mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have lots of photo to upload, but i just don't have the mood to do so now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;i will feel better once it's all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2274183954103977362?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2274183954103977362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2274183954103977362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2274183954103977362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2274183954103977362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/02/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3831162695724441617</id><published>2009-01-29T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:03:45.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep.</title><content type='html'>FINALLY, SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s . u . p . e . r . . t . i . r . e . d .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3831162695724441617?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3831162695724441617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3831162695724441617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3831162695724441617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3831162695724441617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleep.html' title='sleep.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3917601003037740480</id><published>2009-01-25T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:23:15.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year.</title><content type='html'>CAN'T WAIT FOR OX YEAR TO COME IN JUST 3HOURS &amp; 40MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;It had been a bad year for me, hopefully OX year won't be as bad as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.B.K gambling festival have started, and my mum want us to go visiting this year. Something we had not been doing for like past 10years? Zzz, previous year can go gambling everynight was only because i don't need to do visiting. Tonight @ Summer's, and i had to wake up by 6am TOMORROW! With praying, visiting and Home Club to go to, damn i don't know if i can take it! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im alittle old for our gambling festival already, body like can't take it. hahaha~ &lt;br /&gt;and i hate visiting~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3917601003037740480?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3917601003037740480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3917601003037740480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3917601003037740480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3917601003037740480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2028887371844042302</id><published>2009-01-24T01:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:43:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=C.B.K=- Chinese New Year Gather Schedule '09</title><content type='html'>The long awaited annually legal gambling season is here !&lt;br /&gt;Grab the best day to chop all your family and friends in gambling tables !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th; HAO'S&lt;br /&gt;25th; SUMMER'S&lt;br /&gt;26th; H.C.&lt;br /&gt;27th; HONG'S&lt;br /&gt;28th; Weihai's&lt;br /&gt;29th; NIL&lt;br /&gt;30th; Mervyn's&lt;br /&gt;31st; Tong's&lt;br /&gt;1st; NIL&lt;br /&gt;2nd; NIL&lt;br /&gt;3rd; NIL&lt;br /&gt;4th; NIL&lt;br /&gt;5th; NIL &lt;br /&gt;6th; NIL&lt;br /&gt;7th; HENRY'S&lt;br /&gt;8th;&lt;br /&gt;9th;&lt;br /&gt;10th;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=C.B.K=- Signed . !&lt;br /&gt;Booking list;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START BOOKING NOW !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2028887371844042302?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2028887371844042302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2028887371844042302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2028887371844042302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2028887371844042302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/01/cbk-chinese-new-year-gather-schedule-09.html' title='-=C.B.K=- Chinese New Year Gather Schedule &apos;09'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2252422103667174715</id><published>2009-01-22T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:00:35.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backtrack..</title><content type='html'>backtracked photos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB4ZOJdiI/AAAAAAAAA3E/GmjPpA-Iwgc/s1600-h/Image199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB4ZOJdiI/AAAAAAAAA3E/GmjPpA-Iwgc/s320/Image199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294053799072724514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shir; don't the pic look like cave-woman inside the cave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB41beprI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YwCz3WUiYFI/s1600-h/Image205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB41beprI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YwCz3WUiYFI/s320/Image205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294053806644831922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Wedding Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB5MNvjCI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_HkF0OrOIRI/s1600-h/Image206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB5MNvjCI/AAAAAAAAA3U/_HkF0OrOIRI/s320/Image206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294053812761234466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nen + Hao with Malibu &amp; Snacks; bored time killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB5WRbn-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/iLY8dp-JV8o/s1600-h/Image208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB5WRbn-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/iLY8dp-JV8o/s320/Image208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294053815461060578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sweet christmas present made by Wei(NOT FOR ME).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhC4PnqL0I/AAAAAAAAA3k/JJHrW4PCVBg/s1600-h/Image213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhC4PnqL0I/AAAAAAAAA3k/JJHrW4PCVBg/s320/Image213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294054896006999874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at your worst time, even a waste sulk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhC4Xj8JRI/AAAAAAAAA3s/nHWBTdVdxqI/s1600-h/Image217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhC4Xj8JRI/AAAAAAAAA3s/nHWBTdVdxqI/s320/Image217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294054898138883346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world turn their back on you, only these stuff keep you accompanied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhC4uZNS2I/AAAAAAAAA30/WAbEyvH0o1w/s1600-h/Image219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhC4uZNS2I/AAAAAAAAA30/WAbEyvH0o1w/s320/Image219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294054904267885410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WINGMAN.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2252422103667174715?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2252422103667174715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2252422103667174715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2252422103667174715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2252422103667174715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/01/backtrack.html' title='backtrack..'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SXhB4ZOJdiI/AAAAAAAAA3E/GmjPpA-Iwgc/s72-c/Image199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-1302512667247125359</id><published>2009-01-20T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:52:29.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolution 2009.</title><content type='html'>It's a new year, and here's my NEW YEAR RESOLUTION!&lt;br /&gt;Alittle too late, but it's better to be late than nothing right ? Yes, i read up Yahoo!News, having New Year Resolution will end up in disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Refrain from making/causing trouble in the year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;*Make up for all the trouble caused.&lt;br /&gt;*Repay all the debts and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;*Prepare for National Service!&lt;br /&gt;*Move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, more or less is to get away from the shit abyss i am in right now! I'll be fine, when the storm is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that i look forward to;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;Settle two of my shit.&lt;br /&gt;-=C.B.K=- Annual Gambling Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that i don't look forward to;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JED Common Test.&lt;br /&gt;P6 Industrial Attachment Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P6 Final Year Project had came to an end, was slightly gald that im a A3 path student, which i get to mix around with E7 mates for the last semester. TY, Joe, Ivan &amp; Peihan for Swimming, KouFu Breakfast, PSP etc.. Alan, zC &amp; Jason for all the tea-breaking session, sitting outside the lab &amp; blk S level 4 balcony chatting~ etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JED project submission &amp; Common test next! i guess i will feel better after feburary..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1302512667247125359?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1302512667247125359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1302512667247125359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1302512667247125359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1302512667247125359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolution-2009.html' title='new year resolution 2009.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-6024751710809177580</id><published>2009-01-11T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T02:14:20.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.</title><content type='html'>Let me start off 2009 with my favourite story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, John asked his teacher, "What is love? How can I find it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher answered, "Theres a large wheat field in front. Walk there without turning back, and take just one leaf. If you can find one leaf that you think its extraordinary, it means you have found love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So John walked and not long after that, he came back empty-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked him, "Why dont you bring any leaf?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John said, "I can only bring just one leaf and when I walk I cant turn back. Actually I have found one extraordinary leaf, but I do not know whether theres anymore extraordinary leaf in front, so I didnt take that leaf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked further, I realized that the leaves I found are not as extraordinary as Ive found previously. In the end, I didnt take any single leaf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher told him, "So, that is love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, John asked his teacher again, "What is marriage? How can I find it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher answered, "There is a forest in front. Please walk there and dont look back. You can only cut one tree, and cut the one that you think is the highest, because that means you find what is marriage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John walks there, and he came back not long after that bringing one tree. The tree is not a very good tree and not a very tall one, either. Its just an ordinary tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked him, "Why do you cut that kind of tree?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John answered, "Because, according to my previous experience, after walking thru the field, I came back with nothing. So this time, when I saw this tree, and I think the tree is not so bad, so I decided to cut it and bring it here. I dont want to lose another chance to get it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the teacher said, "Well, that is marriage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little notes...The more you look for love, you will find nothing. Love is in your heart!When you can control your desire and your hope to find something better. When you have endless hope and wish of love, you will only get emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story is too nice.. dont wish to forget it... like this part very much "When you have endless hope and wish of love, you will only get emptiness"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6024751710809177580?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6024751710809177580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6024751710809177580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6024751710809177580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6024751710809177580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-5070033347683384054</id><published>2008-12-24T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:49:04.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air supply.</title><content type='html'>The song that i keep replaying on my ipod while i was in Malacca..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAOtbm24HcM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lAOtbm24HcM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how to whisper,&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to cry;&lt;br /&gt;I know just where to find the answers;&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to lie.&lt;br /&gt;I know just how to fake it,&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to scheme;&lt;br /&gt;I know just when to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;And then I know just when to dream.&lt;br /&gt;And I know just where to touch you,&lt;br /&gt;And I know just what to prove;&lt;br /&gt;I know when to pull you closer,&lt;br /&gt;And I know when to let you loose.&lt;br /&gt;And I know the night is fading,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that times gonna fly;&lt;br /&gt;And Im never gonna tell you everything&lt;br /&gt;Ive got to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;But I know Ive got to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;And I know the roads to riches,&lt;br /&gt;And I know the ways to fame;&lt;br /&gt;I know all the rules&lt;br /&gt;And then I know how to break em&lt;br /&gt;And I always know the name of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont know how to leave you,&lt;br /&gt;And Ill never let you fall;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know how you do it,&lt;br /&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you all the rays of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Are streaming through the waves in your hair;&lt;br /&gt;And every star in the sky is taking aim&lt;br /&gt;At your eyes like a spotlight,&lt;br /&gt;The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost&lt;br /&gt;And its looking for a rhythm like you.&lt;br /&gt;You can take the darkness from the pit of the night&lt;br /&gt;And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.&lt;br /&gt;Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make the runner stumble,&lt;br /&gt;I can make the final block;&lt;br /&gt;And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,&lt;br /&gt;I can make all the stadiums rock.&lt;br /&gt;I can make tonight forever,&lt;br /&gt;Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;&lt;br /&gt;And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,&lt;br /&gt;And I can make all your demons be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im never gonna make it without you,&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to see me crawl?&lt;br /&gt;And Im never gonna make it like you do,&lt;br /&gt;Making love out of nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;br /&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;(making love)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-5070033347683384054?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5070033347683384054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=5070033347683384054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5070033347683384054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5070033347683384054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/air-supply.html' title='Air supply.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-9103735045482965085</id><published>2008-12-22T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:05:47.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Road Trip.</title><content type='html'>Last thursday, had a stupid quarrel with mum which made both of us pretty pissed, and so pissed that i asked my bro to drive me to school. Ran off early, taking Napfa as an excuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment Alan knew im not driving, very kind of him offered me a ride to the station, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-IebnBQrI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UAKtCfOvHrQ/s1600-h/Image191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-IebnBQrI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UAKtCfOvHrQ/s320/Image191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282590944317751986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, the starting of his ride scared pretty badly of me! The last time i rode a bike was like .. 5-6years ago? After awhile i then feel much comfortable with the ride. ANYWAY 1 word, FUN! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, MY FIRST ROAD TRIP TO MALACCA. (UBER FUN)&lt;br /&gt;Johor to Malacca; 203KIL.&lt;br /&gt;Total On Road Time; 1hour 30minutes.(include Traffic)&lt;br /&gt;Total Journey; 4hours.(include Jam, Breakfast and Stops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Malacca, had a brunch and went to meet up my 2nd uncle and his family.&lt;br /&gt;NEXT STOP; KAMPONG(should be at Tampin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;THE BITCH THERE.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LKYIv2pI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/a_ghhrNyni8/s1600-h/Image192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LKYIv2pI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/a_ghhrNyni8/s320/Image192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282593898322975378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;THREE HOT CHICKS.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LKyw4J6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/VmBVJ4XKNZs/s1600-h/Image194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LKyw4J6I/AAAAAAAAA2g/VmBVJ4XKNZs/s320/Image194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282593905470613410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenary there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LLMH2cjI/AAAAAAAAA2o/hmH2PK4VhUg/s1600-h/Image196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LLMH2cjI/AAAAAAAAA2o/hmH2PK4VhUg/s320/Image196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282593912277856818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LLSd4ELI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0xGvNWMJ7n8/s1600-h/Image197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-LLSd4ELI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0xGvNWMJ7n8/s320/Image197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282593913980850354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a sheep picture, but it's in my mum camera, to be UPDATED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey home was pretty bored as my uncle who's driving his own vehicle decided to travel much slower as warned by our relative that police is on speedster heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road trip to Malacca is uber fun, can you imagine i am traveling so fast that my RPM have to stay at 3,000 Revolution per minute even when im not accelerating ? The sound of changing gear that my engine emit, LOVE IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my mum commented on the engine sound; "Like a airplane.". HAHA. something u don't get to try in SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine im speeding(Speed Cap; 110km/hr.), and I WAS OVERTAKEN BY OTHER VEHICLE. Hahaha, i was damn AMAZED/SHOCKED, which i gave ways to people who tailgated me there. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my next road trip, and hopefully the next time, i can do it FREE-FOR-ALL way(which i don't need to follow behind my uncle with speed cap by him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis asked me a funny question; "If you're not following uncle, can you reached Malacca in 1 hour ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This make me laughed. MMMM, she had high expectation of me, or should i say LANCER? Hahaha, Lancer top speed is only at 170km/hr. Even i travel at my topspeed without any traffics and not stopping, i can't! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the next time.... i should..... drive..... Accord there, maybe 1 hour? i shall try. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-9103735045482965085?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9103735045482965085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=9103735045482965085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/9103735045482965085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/9103735045482965085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-road-trip.html' title='First Road Trip.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SU-IebnBQrI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/UAKtCfOvHrQ/s72-c/Image191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-1425808388721482179</id><published>2008-12-18T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:49:19.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes.</title><content type='html'>"The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up." &lt;br /&gt;- Mark Twain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you just do nothing simply because you assumed that it will not help, you end up doing less than nothing. For nothing will change, nothing will end." &lt;br /&gt;- Remy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both adapted from my sister blog; Quotes Of The Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know for what you people might think, but for the best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up works for me, at least it temporary let me feel a getaway from my problem, and laughing at all the cheeky stuff i do to cheer that person up. Since we're all human beings, it works for me, should be working for MOST people, because i believe im NORMAL. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second quotes, give it a second or even many thoughts before you think that you have truly understand that sentence. It's simple, yet it need deep understanding. Even a greetings, and sign of care &amp; concern will be MORE than nothing, and it definitely help! Even when you thought that's meaningless, at least you tried to did something, and i believe that the person who received it, will definitely feel (even for the slightest bit) BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal for year2009; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS 2(B) license, &lt;br /&gt;Honda SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1425808388721482179?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1425808388721482179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1425808388721482179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1425808388721482179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1425808388721482179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/quotes.html' title='quotes.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4918565399661068609</id><published>2008-12-17T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:19:48.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chilling place.</title><content type='html'>Alan pasted me these places to chill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) kranji war beach&lt;br /&gt;2)  marina barrage&lt;br /&gt;3) marina south pier (My Bro mentioned this place, good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;4) changi beach/ village&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;5)  geylang&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) kent ridge&lt;br /&gt;7) punggol marina&lt;br /&gt;8) bukit chandu&lt;br /&gt;9) rifle range road&lt;br /&gt;10) bukit brown cemetery&lt;br /&gt;11) labrador park&lt;br /&gt;12) south buona vista road&lt;br /&gt;13) pasir panjang hill area (near jambol rd)&lt;br /&gt;14) seletar east farmway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;15) jalan kayu -&gt; yishun dam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) tanah merah ferry terminal&lt;br /&gt;17) the long stretch of road perime&lt;br /&gt;18) kampong buangkok&lt;br /&gt;19) lower peirce reservoir&lt;br /&gt;20) hillview&lt;br /&gt;21) old boon lay road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;22) Jalan bahar&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa, look like there's more to explore in SG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4918565399661068609?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4918565399661068609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4918565399661068609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4918565399661068609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4918565399661068609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/chilling-place.html' title='chilling place.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8006138057459224050</id><published>2008-12-16T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:34:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHwkBQGEI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iRqZba90Vuw/s1600-h/Image181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHwkBQGEI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iRqZba90Vuw/s320/Image181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280408725231769666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空灰得像哭过...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this photo while waiting for Sister at her school, meet up with bro and wendelynn at myparent workplace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHw2FtR8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/nDvEN3keylU/s1600-h/Image185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHw2FtR8I/AAAAAAAAA1w/nDvEN3keylU/s320/Image185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280408730082297794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHxEjwoII/AAAAAAAAA14/0JgP1S1VT5Y/s1600-h/Image186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHxEjwoII/AAAAAAAAA14/0JgP1S1VT5Y/s320/Image186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280408733966442626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfJHtwtiCI/AAAAAAAAA2I/RvXN-LJEZuo/s1600-h/Image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfJHtwtiCI/AAAAAAAAA2I/RvXN-LJEZuo/s320/Image188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280410222495369250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afew days ago, i just told my brother how to master the arts moving swiftly in crowded places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Position yourself to your destination(need not to be infornt).&lt;br /&gt;2) Target a person whom you think that he/she will go all means to get away first, let it be he/she is in a hurry or not.&lt;br /&gt;3) Follow closely behind him/her as he/she squeeze her way out.&lt;br /&gt;4) After get away, remember to whisper to her softly; "Thanks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Trust me this works!&lt;br /&gt;When i use this technic, most of the time it happen to be;&lt;br /&gt;1) A Female.&lt;br /&gt;2) Pretty big size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the instruction and my little tips, trust me that you will not have any problem moving swiftly in the crowds any more! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8006138057459224050?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8006138057459224050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8006138057459224050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8006138057459224050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8006138057459224050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/14.html' title='14.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUfHwkBQGEI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iRqZba90Vuw/s72-c/Image181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6213323482722089003</id><published>2008-12-15T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:24:02.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mistake.</title><content type='html'>Adapted from "How I Met Your Mother".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mistake but there's certain thing in life where you know it's a mistake but you don't really know it's a mistake because the only way to really know it's a mistake is to make the mistake, look back and say "yeap, that was a mistake.". So really, the bigger mistake would be not making the mistake because you then go your whole life not really know something is a mistake or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u know it's a mistake, you got to make it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, went out with the E7 mates to Jurong Hill. A pretty place for 2, took some photos, drove Joe van on the way there. Manual is uber fun, able to drag gear, drop gear and stuff like this.. uber cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXCUWuJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/yl_sDK2iEew/s1600-h/IMG_6016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXCUWuJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/yl_sDK2iEew/s320/IMG_6016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279679310479145106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXuG4WzI/AAAAAAAAA1A/PUh4hXMfK_g/s1600-h/Image179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXuG4WzI/AAAAAAAAA1A/PUh4hXMfK_g/s320/Image179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279679322233789234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to took a group photo, but was pretty blur to take from the ground. So joe bought out his ladder as a stand for his camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is this not-that-blur shot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXeDAARI/AAAAAAAAA04/beUuqKYQdEk/s1600-h/IMG_6027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXeDAARI/AAAAAAAAA04/beUuqKYQdEk/s320/IMG_6027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279679317922545938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sight seeing, went to Thomson for parta, chatted and headed home. On the way sending ZC home, chat about some stuff in life.. Try not to do anything wrong, because i can assure u the feeling sucks. Human being is cheap, or should i say i'm cheap, want all the thrill in life yet when something bad happen, it screwed up my life. Weird weird, i still can't make a decision between thrill or peaceful(but monotonelessly) life. For those who thrilled with me before, consider yourself lucky before i start to plan for a retired life from thrills. BECAUSE IT REALLY DON'T FEEL GOOD TO BE IN A TROUBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! FYP is going to be over soon for me, probably another 5 weeks! I realise that i have holiday(about a month) from Chinese New Year that day onwards which is the most awesome part i can find in delaying graduation for 3 months. This means -=C.B.K.=- annual gambling festival is on for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6213323482722089003?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6213323482722089003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6213323482722089003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6213323482722089003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6213323482722089003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/mistake.html' title='a mistake.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUUwXCUWuJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/yl_sDK2iEew/s72-c/IMG_6016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-1101856857301572731</id><published>2008-12-12T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:00:06.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gloomy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUJB6fjf3vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CD_AxCW0X6s/s1600-h/Image175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUJB6fjf3vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CD_AxCW0X6s/s320/Image175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278854186390249202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken in the brightest of a sunny day, yet look gloomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This describe what i was feeling afew days ago. Although the world is turning, life's still the same for everyone, even on the brightest of the day, the sight can be this gloomy through a tinted window..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is simple and full of hurdles to cross over. Once u're over it, you will attain a higher lever of enlightenment, and be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can cross over the hurdles as soon as possible..&lt;br /&gt;it don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th December marks the day of Kokhao enlistment;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUJB6-cZjWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/woPgVSk2Jss/s1600-h/Image176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUJB6-cZjWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/woPgVSk2Jss/s320/Image176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278854194681974114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i saw him, 12 days more till the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1101856857301572731?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1101856857301572731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1101856857301572731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1101856857301572731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1101856857301572731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/gloomy.html' title='gloomy.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SUJB6fjf3vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/CD_AxCW0X6s/s72-c/Image175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-7121920233089086159</id><published>2008-12-10T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:25:41.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst period of my life.</title><content type='html'>Last quarter of 2008,&lt;br /&gt;trouble come one after another,&lt;br /&gt;probably the worst period of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7121920233089086159?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7121920233089086159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7121920233089086159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7121920233089086159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7121920233089086159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/worst-period-of-my-life.html' title='worst period of my life.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-7693467336771711423</id><published>2008-12-08T22:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:04:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kokhao pre-enlistment party &amp; malacca trip '08</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, we had this gathering as kokhao going in for enlistment on 11th this month. Watch Bolt together with Janice, Shirley &amp; Tongri. The show is relatively boring to me, and i almost fallen asleep. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we went pizza hut'ting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vqAxMENI/AAAAAAAAAzY/W8Ljc86hJ6U/s1600-h/DSCN0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vqAxMENI/AAAAAAAAAzY/W8Ljc86hJ6U/s320/DSCN0130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277426737155412178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to kokhao place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vphuKpzI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pL6lFql_BNo/s1600-h/DSCN0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vphuKpzI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pL6lFql_BNo/s320/DSCN0131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277426728821237554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vpb47HyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/tdDU4mi5wCI/s1600-h/DSCN0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vpb47HyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/tdDU4mi5wCI/s320/DSCN0132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277426727255744290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vohWOA3I/AAAAAAAAAzA/T-okQC25bLs/s1600-h/DSCN0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vohWOA3I/AAAAAAAAAzA/T-okQC25bLs/s320/DSCN0135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277426711540925298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0voI8M80I/AAAAAAAAAy4/5isygEcqPxo/s1600-h/DSCN0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0voI8M80I/AAAAAAAAAy4/5isygEcqPxo/s320/DSCN0137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277426704989352770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yBjne7GI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4YJ-jzt5HS0/s1600-h/DSCN0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yBjne7GI/AAAAAAAAAzg/4YJ-jzt5HS0/s320/DSCN0142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429340670192738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Steamboating and everything, we went for a second round of FOOD, which is BBQ'ing. Sitting around the table, bring out the juicy'est gossip and chat till late night. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yCqBe2HI/AAAAAAAAAz4/NTaqOjC-M1I/s1600-h/DSCN0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yCqBe2HI/AAAAAAAAAz4/NTaqOjC-M1I/s320/DSCN0147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429359569721458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yCd2LOjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/egXfRSfhglY/s1600-h/DSCN0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yCd2LOjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/egXfRSfhglY/s320/DSCN0145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429356301072946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yBzhL6UI/AAAAAAAAAzo/MIwNLBPSWM0/s1600-h/DSCN0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yBzhL6UI/AAAAAAAAAzo/MIwNLBPSWM0/s320/DSCN0144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429344938748226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yC3koxPI/AAAAAAAAA0A/y3VSCD01DMY/s1600-h/DSCN0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0yC3koxPI/AAAAAAAAA0A/y3VSCD01DMY/s320/DSCN0149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277429363206833394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 4+am, prepare to leave for Malacca @ 6am. The trip i will say, it's very fruitful for the family, there's alot of things i wanted to say, but probably alittle too dull for my readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast @ Da-Ma-Hua-Yuan, Dim sum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Malacca in the noon, went for the famous chicken rice ball which u need to queue for like 30-45minutes before u get the sitting for your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST00YjSdZOI/AAAAAAAAA0I/8IEKz65dOj8/s1600-h/DSCN0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST00YjSdZOI/AAAAAAAAA0I/8IEKz65dOj8/s320/DSCN0152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277431934742258914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunching, Famous Chendol sessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST00Y94CsPI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JcXptoXO8xM/s1600-h/DSCN0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST00Y94CsPI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JcXptoXO8xM/s320/DSCN0153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277431941879214322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sight seeing while waiting for our vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST00ZE331WI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/q9d07OXhwmE/s1600-h/DSCN0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST00ZE331WI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/q9d07OXhwmE/s320/DSCN0154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277431943757550946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the story, i don't think it's convenient for me to say, but it's a fruitful trip for all of us, and definitely a fun and joyable trip with my brother bird-talking around. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall decide if i wana post a part of the story about.... my encounter with (everyone who heard the story said it was a) ghost or (but i still thinks it's a) human.&lt;br /&gt;For now, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7693467336771711423?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7693467336771711423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7693467336771711423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7693467336771711423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7693467336771711423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/kokhao-pre-enlistment-party-malacca.html' title='kokhao pre-enlistment party &amp; malacca trip &apos;08'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/ST0vqAxMENI/AAAAAAAAAzY/W8Ljc86hJ6U/s72-c/DSCN0130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3938010922086214450</id><published>2008-12-06T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:00:51.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated photos.</title><content type='html'>As promised. (=&lt;br /&gt;More update to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; Weiling 20th Birthday '08&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToU6qOO2DI/AAAAAAAAAyw/-yuWiZ8G9hA/s1600-h/52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToU6qOO2DI/AAAAAAAAAyw/-yuWiZ8G9hA/s320/52.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552911416907826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToU6hf88FI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ovTuzLl6lI0/s1600-h/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToU6hf88FI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ovTuzLl6lI0/s320/51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552909075312722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUPqQGxsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/miu7Zp3-Cik/s1600-h/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUPqQGxsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/miu7Zp3-Cik/s320/49.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552172690392770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUPQWs03I/AAAAAAAAAyY/DsH024CJhKc/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUPQWs03I/AAAAAAAAAyY/DsH024CJhKc/s320/19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552165738730354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; WRS '05 Normal Academy Alumnus Rounding Trip '08&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUPE5DQ6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ft43ssVx5Bo/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUPE5DQ6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ft43ssVx5Bo/s320/Rounding+Trip+116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552162661581730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUOpy0T6I/AAAAAAAAAyI/4JNC_o_CXT8/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUOpy0T6I/AAAAAAAAAyI/4JNC_o_CXT8/s320/Rounding+Trip+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552155387678626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUOY4EKwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/0oW20b7Dz_g/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToUOY4EKwI/AAAAAAAAAyA/0oW20b7Dz_g/s320/Rounding+Trip+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276552150846286594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToTAw6ZEII/AAAAAAAAAx4/ua70_C-u_nA/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToTAw6ZEII/AAAAAAAAAx4/ua70_C-u_nA/s320/Rounding+Trip+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276550817268699266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToTAXUGg4I/AAAAAAAAAxw/kzGrqNJWq6g/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToTAXUGg4I/AAAAAAAAAxw/kzGrqNJWq6g/s320/Rounding+Trip+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276550810397213570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToS_8NIlmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dnA22urf2tw/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToS_8NIlmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/dnA22urf2tw/s320/Rounding+Trip+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276550803120232034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToS_oT1ubI/AAAAAAAAAxg/cmEPBl9QLMo/s1600-h/Rounding+Trip+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToS_oT1ubI/AAAAAAAAAxg/cmEPBl9QLMo/s320/Rounding+Trip+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276550797779646898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Miss Tang Birthday '08&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToS_TznnHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Xp2hWXl6TGo/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToS_TznnHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Xp2hWXl6TGo/s320/Image122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276550792275795058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3938010922086214450?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3938010922086214450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3938010922086214450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3938010922086214450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3938010922086214450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/outdated-photos.html' title='outdated photos.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SToU6qOO2DI/AAAAAAAAAyw/-yuWiZ8G9hA/s72-c/52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3536043002378046057</id><published>2008-12-06T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:50:16.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first.</title><content type='html'>The first time i skip a month without blogging,&lt;br /&gt;i will be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/STlbf4lsbqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/oTa7gTT3OGc/s1600-h/2008-hamann-mclaren-slr-volcano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/STlbf4lsbqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/oTa7gTT3OGc/s320/2008-hamann-mclaren-slr-volcano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276349041765805730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing an awesome photo i saw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3536043002378046057?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3536043002378046057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3536043002378046057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3536043002378046057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3536043002378046057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/12/first.html' title='first.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/STlbf4lsbqI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/oTa7gTT3OGc/s72-c/2008-hamann-mclaren-slr-volcano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-7495928435778788171</id><published>2008-10-23T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:01:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WRS '05 N/A ALUMNUS ROUNDING TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOtqDpWGw7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JRDPlMn3aoQ/s1600-h/WRS+Alumnus+Rounding+Trip+s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOtqDpWGw7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JRDPlMn3aoQ/s320/WRS+Alumnus+Rounding+Trip+s.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254410001128539058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture credit to Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Weiling had just passed her Traffic Police Practical Test, so here we are organising a rounding trip for all WRS '05 Normal Academy Alumnus. It will be on the 24th of October (Friday Night). Time will be set when the date drawing near, so right now set it as 10pm. Routes will be discussed and informed here, so do check for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivers;&lt;br /&gt;Hong, Weiling, MENG &amp; &lt;s&gt;JAMES(PENDING)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers;&lt;br /&gt;BEN, Kokhao, Weihai, Shannon, Kuanwei, &lt;S&gt;JANICE,&lt;/S&gt; Cheryl, Weiting, Huiming, Shirley,  Mervyn, KEEYONG, HENRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pending list;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;KELVIN, PO, TONG.&lt;/S&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An invite to all '05 N/A alumnus so if i missed out anyone, do tag it for your interest to join. Limited slot as we have limited drivers &amp; cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**DETAILS**&lt;br /&gt;MEETING 9.15PM @ WOODLANDS MRT TAXI STAND. THE TAXI STAND NEARER TO JANICE PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;Fees; 15bucks/person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places Planning to go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DINNER&amp;CHILL)&lt;br /&gt;BUGIS BLUEJAZ / CHANGI AIRFIELD RESTAURANT / UPPER THOMSON &lt;br /&gt;NEXT&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(GATHERING &amp; SIGHTING TRANSEXUAL)&lt;br /&gt;CHANGI VILLAGE&lt;br /&gt;NEXT&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHILL / CHAT / SUPPER)&lt;br /&gt;YISHUN DAM / HOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7495928435778788171?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7495928435778788171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7495928435778788171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7495928435778788171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7495928435778788171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/wrs-05-na-alumnus-rounding-trip.html' title='WRS &apos;05 N/A ALUMNUS ROUNDING TRIP'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOtqDpWGw7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JRDPlMn3aoQ/s72-c/WRS+Alumnus+Rounding+Trip+s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-7706000969073238322</id><published>2008-10-21T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:22:54.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wants.</title><content type='html'>Last sunday, Bro bought Wendelynn over for a short stay! Duh, kids can be so hard to please! They are also uber-hyper-active. Im having a big headache just by looking after Wendelynn for like a short period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a sunday, so i guess it's kind of my family day. Drove my folks with Wendelynn out to visit some family-friends. Out of boredom, Wendelynn took my shade to play because im busy Naruto'ing, and kind of ignored her! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SP3xrchLaOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PWplI0q5w-8/s1600-h/Image115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SP3xrchLaOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PWplI0q5w-8/s320/Image115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259625668530628834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendelynn is really a spoilt brat, ranting to my mum for her craving to macdonald. Mum wanted to head down to Vivo FOR MACDONALD! Definitely it's kind of a big reaction for me to do, but currently im taking a medication for my cough which makes me really drowzy, so i guess we went back @ Causeway Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay coming soonn..~&lt;br /&gt;I had been asking around what should i do with my pay?&lt;br /&gt;A) Mod Car.&lt;br /&gt;B) Material needs.&lt;br /&gt;C) Save it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i had once said that i will only mod my car only if i strike 4D because it's kind of squandering off as you will never get back the kind of money you've put in. So i guess, MATERIAL NEEDS! PLEASE! PAY DON'T DISAPPOINT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, maybe too much PRISONBREAK for me, im into LONG SLEEVES! and prolly a good wear for FYP! not only LONG SLEEVES, but also tattoo! Damn, im going it for sure if there's aint discrimination in asian eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounding Trip coming real soon! will do a update tomorrow! Stay tune for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; Yeappp! i finally change my FYProject from ASP.NET 2.0 to PHP, but there's seems to be a problem for my WAMPSERVER! Gotten get it done before PRO-IVAN leaves for IAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7706000969073238322?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7706000969073238322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7706000969073238322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7706000969073238322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7706000969073238322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/wants.html' title='wants.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SP3xrchLaOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/PWplI0q5w-8/s72-c/Image115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-4408842780539202635</id><published>2008-10-19T20:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:51:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday wave~</title><content type='html'>Annual CBK birthday wave for Kokhao, Crystal Henry Po &amp; Shumei~&lt;br /&gt;Came without fail everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel got us a booking @ Amara Hotel, Element.&lt;br /&gt;The food variety are quite limited but each is delectable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took hundred over photo, can't be possible for me to upload all right? Selectively Posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsv9trZifI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RTPq-7eDNJc/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsv9trZifI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RTPq-7eDNJc/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258849727165336050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxO4lGwcI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Bd9f_8r-gxk/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxO4lGwcI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Bd9f_8r-gxk/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258851121661133250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxPAI5dbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/bwa8OnVMDRU/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxPAI5dbI/AAAAAAAAAtg/bwa8OnVMDRU/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258851123690304946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxPVLpjxI/AAAAAAAAAto/ukclJYKCPh0/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxPVLpjxI/AAAAAAAAAto/ukclJYKCPh0/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258851129338990354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxPizZCjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/H_XEmxeH3Fg/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxPizZCjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/H_XEmxeH3Fg/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258851132995340850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxQA6seDI/AAAAAAAAAt4/7FTA8BVQW2k/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsxQA6seDI/AAAAAAAAAt4/7FTA8BVQW2k/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258851141079038002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjGFiVOI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Ua_waukDr_s/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjGFiVOI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Ua_waukDr_s/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258852568395830498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjSg1gAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/hAyALBHU7AA/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjSg1gAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/hAyALBHU7AA/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258852571731558402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjpPLwTI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/9O-gSzi-jAE/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjpPLwTI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/9O-gSzi-jAE/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258852577831534898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjyQo4JI/AAAAAAAAAuY/knQfZyX90Rs/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsyjyQo4JI/AAAAAAAAAuY/knQfZyX90Rs/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258852580253556882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wondering... What made weihai to give the camera such a smile? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsykbnClwI/AAAAAAAAAug/_9C8s9zzH6I/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsykbnClwI/AAAAAAAAAug/_9C8s9zzH6I/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258852591353370370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU LOOKING AT NIGGER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszxbx7wmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ZhkyVAEHO84/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszxbx7wmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/ZhkyVAEHO84/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258853914248987234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act cool or cool? VOTE PLEASE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszxrSdbGI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5fDSUfVLyHk/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszxrSdbGI/AAAAAAAAAuw/5fDSUfVLyHk/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258853918411943010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszx1317HI/AAAAAAAAAu4/HGDSHOyysAo/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+078+EDITT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszx1317HI/AAAAAAAAAu4/HGDSHOyysAo/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+078+EDITT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258853921253092466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszyvm4TZI/AAAAAAAAAvA/UJU4qJKnsus/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszyvm4TZI/AAAAAAAAAvA/UJU4qJKnsus/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258853936751201682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszy4bw-gI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Aya07ile8Jw/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPszy4bw-gI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Aya07ile8Jw/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258853939120503298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1k40NmSI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CEuGrCIEDTI/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1k40NmSI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CEuGrCIEDTI/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258855897728129314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1lc_x4MI/AAAAAAAAAvY/hFyCAHQFzVI/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1lc_x4MI/AAAAAAAAAvY/hFyCAHQFzVI/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258855907440320706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1lzDX42I/AAAAAAAAAvg/cg2uUt7erSg/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1lzDX42I/AAAAAAAAAvg/cg2uUt7erSg/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258855913360974690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1mamejdI/AAAAAAAAAvo/s6alaWgE_6o/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1mamejdI/AAAAAAAAAvo/s6alaWgE_6o/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258855923977194962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprise move? from KEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1mql4B3I/AAAAAAAAAvw/tatdgFHqGE8/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs1mql4B3I/AAAAAAAAAvw/tatdgFHqGE8/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258855928269637490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs33heu7bI/AAAAAAAAAv4/1PadGWlnWfk/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs33heu7bI/AAAAAAAAAv4/1PadGWlnWfk/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858416904793522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs333zli4I/AAAAAAAAAwA/nsXuTZXQQX0/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs333zli4I/AAAAAAAAAwA/nsXuTZXQQX0/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858422897838978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs34dr2R8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/4-taptFjfaY/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs34dr2R8I/AAAAAAAAAwI/4-taptFjfaY/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858433065928642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WINEBAR AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs34tsYO0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VjkRpRj1kJE/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs34tsYO0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VjkRpRj1kJE/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858437363120962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS PHOTO SPEAKS THE REGRETS I HAD FOR NOT GOING TO PHUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs4TG36AdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/5yRxb5tXhpo/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs4TG36AdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/5yRxb5tXhpo/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858890798957010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today BEN had just declare his love for me in MSN. ASK HIM IF YOU DOUBT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs4TaJPbYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WMyiTSD6kpM/s1600-h/October+Birthday+Wave+EDIT+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPs4TaJPbYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WMyiTSD6kpM/s320/October+Birthday+Wave+EDIT+117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258858895971937666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ALL FOR YESTERDAY BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION.&lt;br /&gt;Credits;&lt;br /&gt;Photo/Camera - BEN.&lt;br /&gt;DINNING - KEL.&lt;br /&gt;WINEBAR - BEN.&lt;br /&gt;ORGANISER - HAO, KEL &amp; WEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA DID I MENTION?&lt;br /&gt;AMARA HOTEL - ELEMENT SERVES A VERY YUMMY "BUDDHA JUMP OVER THE WALL".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn im so gotten take my folks there when i get my pay!&lt;br /&gt;i drank 2 bowl and the CHEF who knew KEL, came to warn us bewary of NOSE BLEEDS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL THE STORYMODE WE COMPETE. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;BULLETPOINT MODE, WITH HONG WITH FUN. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOILA. had a 4 days break from school, gotten be the same tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;HONG sincerely hope everyone had enjoyed their day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4408842780539202635?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4408842780539202635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4408842780539202635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4408842780539202635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4408842780539202635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday-wave.html' title='birthday wave~'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPsv9trZifI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RTPq-7eDNJc/s72-c/October+Birthday+Wave+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6068719306690486821</id><published>2008-10-17T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:43:13.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skip school~</title><content type='html'>Yipppppie~ &lt;br /&gt;Skipped school for yesterday &amp; today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bro waking me up at like 10am when i slept at 3 last night, but one thing that benefit me is i had attend a short car understanding lesson from bro. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn............... &lt;br /&gt;i............&lt;br /&gt;wana.....&lt;br /&gt;mod...&lt;br /&gt;my..&lt;br /&gt;car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of bro passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Another car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro said something unusual out of him...&lt;br /&gt;"Life is precious, you really need to becareful while driving. You'll never know what happen to you tomorrow, so if you have anything you want to do, don't wait till tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4D4D4D4D4D4D4D TOMORROW..&lt;br /&gt;CAI'S.&lt;br /&gt;4-1 EXTRACTOR.&lt;br /&gt;17" REPLICATE RIMS.&lt;br /&gt;BLITZ OPENPORT AIRFLITER.&lt;br /&gt;UNICHIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTIMATED COST: $2,000.&lt;br /&gt;Any sponser?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6068719306690486821?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6068719306690486821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6068719306690486821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6068719306690486821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6068719306690486821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/skip-school_17.html' title='Skip school~'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2872485920399810371</id><published>2008-10-15T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:36:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts..</title><content type='html'>there's alot of thoughts going on as i smoke my cigarettes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i quit working? &lt;br /&gt;With family commitment, woreout from FYP.&lt;br /&gt;Or should i not? &lt;br /&gt;So i will not rot my weekend alone as all my friends are occupied in the weekend, and with car &amp; life expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i stick with my ASP.NET 2.0 Visual Basic Shit project?&lt;br /&gt;which i know nuts and i ACTUALLY borrowed 2 books today to research on.&lt;br /&gt;Or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;Get started on a new fresh PHP project which im good at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i continue future study in what im interested in? &lt;br /&gt;So that i can acheive what i really want in life.&lt;br /&gt;Or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to follow the typical route people would take, I don't want to be a student anymore, I want to be independent, I want to have my life. Prolly doing a part-time degree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is all prepared for my UNI study, but she hovers around me, like a bee buzzing; "Your dad is old, he's going into retirement soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if i hadn't been so implusive then, what my car will look like? Would i go into performance than outlook? but there's one thing i know, my car can go far than what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if my mum didn't bought a car then, what my life will be ? Will i still hate her, will i still have that non-chalant attitude? Will i had what i have now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PrisonBreak Season3 EpXX &lt;br /&gt;When Whistler tried to explain he'd not kill Micheal during the gladiator fight in Sona Prison..&lt;br /&gt;Micheal said; "We'd not know until it really happen.". (something like that..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. IM BEING A SADIST TTM!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.gosh.gosh. SOMEONE BRAINWASH MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gotten be the same when i wake up tomorrow morning..&lt;br /&gt;.ALIOV||VOILA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2872485920399810371?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2872485920399810371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2872485920399810371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2872485920399810371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2872485920399810371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts.html' title='thoughts..'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2108679678758490603</id><published>2008-10-14T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:41:27.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>editted</title><content type='html'>i made my personal best cornering record. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP IS FREAKING ROTTING MY LIFE AWAY TTM! HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day where BEN went to get his tattoo done. Nen was saying something regarding his parent view on him smoking and there's this particular sentence that really  catches my thought and made me to think over every little things again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked his parent; "Will you love me less as a son just because i smoke?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like moding my car..........................................&lt;br /&gt;i hope i strike 4D...................................&lt;br /&gt;TOTO even better...........................&lt;br /&gt;oh dear god, do u ever hear my prayer?&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2108679678758490603?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2108679678758490603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2108679678758490603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2108679678758490603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2108679678758490603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/loser.html' title='editted'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8510601722942623681</id><published>2008-10-12T11:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:43:29.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoo!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday woke up at 9am, freaking FYP is screwing up my body-clock even i slept at late last night, i can't help it but to wake up at 10am+ today. /BIGSIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;After i had went stocktaking for dad, accompanied mum to some places, BEN sms me regarding his appointment was at 5pm. God, i didn't expect he was this serious, because it was like the day before yesterday, he was on msn telling he would like to get a tattoo, and the next day he actually going down. When we reached there, i asked him how long he took to consider this matters, and he replied; "3years..". He prolly thought of getting a tattoo for 3 years! but it's like the day before yesterday he started showing me all the stars~ lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALIVE TATTOO @ CENTRAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFuTEgq_nI/AAAAAAAAAsg/LfWF7x2gqeA/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFuTEgq_nI/AAAAAAAAAsg/LfWF7x2gqeA/s320/Image087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256103514025426546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFuTd03IeI/AAAAAAAAAso/SSpERUTIgUM/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFuTd03IeI/AAAAAAAAAso/SSpERUTIgUM/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256103520820994530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 star cost him 180bucks &amp; 1.5hours, where it also cost the other 2 of us, rot for almost 1hour! After he's done, headed down to Zouk;Winebar again, as BEN needs to get his pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man proudly showing us his tattoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFvWVY-jwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/mN4SnZIk5GI/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFvWVY-jwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/mN4SnZIk5GI/s320/Image088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256104669607792386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFvWhlJUNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/p7CA5bHybhU/s1600-h/Image089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFvWhlJUNI/AAAAAAAAAs4/p7CA5bHybhU/s320/Image089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256104672880054482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some Malibu Pineapple again, pondering where to go BEN suggested to go to his place where his sister is having her 22nd birthday party. Well, this give me a chance to take BEN home, as well as to see his kinda cute sis. HAHA. (especially the fuckyou face when BEN showed her his tattoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached his place, on MSN, talking craps with a fucking wild/havoc(believe me, these words is not strong enough to describe) girl. Laughed at some "loser" jokes! haha, just kidding @ NEN, don't be angry alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN after his bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFxQDuHYgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/70UtoDFjxuI/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFxQDuHYgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/70UtoDFjxuI/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256106760808653314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFxQALM3WI/AAAAAAAAAtI/XbEYf4O-uU8/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFxQALM3WI/AAAAAAAAAtI/XbEYf4O-uU8/s320/Image097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256106759856905570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we asked how BEN going to break the news to his mum, he replied; "PREPARE FOR WORLDWAR(V/VI). Damn, he's cool. Looking at him like this, reminds me of the days, when i was like 11? i had my first ear piercing. Excited, Scared, Thrilling, and a very mixture of feeling.. AHHHH. MUM WARNED ME NOT TO BE FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home like 1am? that's all about it for my day.&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8510601722942623681?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8510601722942623681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8510601722942623681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8510601722942623681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8510601722942623681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/tattoo.html' title='tattoo!'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SPFuTEgq_nI/AAAAAAAAAsg/LfWF7x2gqeA/s72-c/Image087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3584006016589521168</id><published>2008-10-07T21:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:48:01.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'05 WRS Alumnus Rouding Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOtqDpWGw7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JRDPlMn3aoQ/s1600-h/WRS+Alumnus+Rounding+Trip+s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOtqDpWGw7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JRDPlMn3aoQ/s320/WRS+Alumnus+Rounding+Trip+s.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254410001128539058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Picture credit to Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Weiling had just passed her Traffic Police Practical Test, so here we are organising a rounding trip for all WRS '05 Normal Academy Alumnus. It will be on the 24th of October (Friday Night). Time will be set when the date drawing near, so right now set it as 10pm. Routes will be discussed and informed here, so do check for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivers;&lt;br /&gt;Hong, Weiling, MengChoon(pending), Keeyong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passengers;&lt;br /&gt;BEN, Kokhao, Weihai, Shannon, Kuanwei, Janice, Cheryl, Weiting, Huiming, Shirley, Tongri, Mervyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pending list;&lt;br /&gt;(Have not ask or have not reply)&lt;br /&gt;James, Kelvin, Henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An invite to all '05 N/A alumnus so if i missed out anyone, do tag it for your interest to join. Limited slot as we have limited drivers &amp; cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Some of us are renting car thus if it's not a problem is it ok for all to fork like 15+/- each in? Let me know if there's any problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places Planning to go;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis(Dinner)&lt;br /&gt;Geylang(Supper)&lt;br /&gt;Yishun Dam&lt;br /&gt;West Coast&lt;br /&gt;Jurong Hill&lt;br /&gt;Changi Village(Supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to choose,&lt;br /&gt;Yet to be decided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3584006016589521168?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3584006016589521168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3584006016589521168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3584006016589521168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3584006016589521168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/05-wrs-alumnus-rouding-trip.html' title='&apos;05 WRS Alumnus Rouding Trip'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOtqDpWGw7I/AAAAAAAAAsY/JRDPlMn3aoQ/s72-c/WRS+Alumnus+Rounding+Trip+s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-8354905231025986665</id><published>2008-10-06T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:34:30.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WineBar</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, initially promised the guys to join them for Singapore Motor Show but due to negative comment i went for work instead. A promise it is, joined the guys after the show for dinner, as Ben quit his job @ Winebar(Zouk), he need to return the uniform and so he asked us to chillout there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stupid jokes just like the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play around with Ben DSLR camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4lw98gAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p1ZmcmdY53U/s1600-h/Zouk+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4lw98gAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p1ZmcmdY53U/s320/Zouk+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074136732139522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4mD5W6hI/AAAAAAAAAqo/VuXTsahmsHw/s1600-h/Zouk+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4mD5W6hI/AAAAAAAAAqo/VuXTsahmsHw/s320/Zouk+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074141813172754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4mmvYFnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/K9jmk5OyKW8/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4mmvYFnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/K9jmk5OyKW8/s320/Image086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074151166547570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nen with his mini-mrs. lol. (only pic taken with my phone camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4mkoeswI/AAAAAAAAAq4/slp5yJMhgGY/s1600-h/Zouk+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4mkoeswI/AAAAAAAAAq4/slp5yJMhgGY/s320/Zouk+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074150600749826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4nA0oCII/AAAAAAAAArA/acbeZ4w0NAo/s1600-h/Zouk+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4nA0oCII/AAAAAAAAArA/acbeZ4w0NAo/s320/Zouk+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254074158167885954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben trying to take a shot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6ynXWC-I/AAAAAAAAArI/pAJmUeDPi94/s1600-h/Zouk+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6ynXWC-I/AAAAAAAAArI/pAJmUeDPi94/s320/Zouk+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254076556515871714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When headed to Winebar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6ymHEQHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/fdeIMEnNtNU/s1600-h/Zouk+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6ymHEQHI/AAAAAAAAArQ/fdeIMEnNtNU/s320/Zouk+20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254076556179161202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6zAFUaEI/AAAAAAAAArY/SCt5huMK-qs/s1600-h/Zouk+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6zAFUaEI/AAAAAAAAArY/SCt5huMK-qs/s320/Zouk+28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254076563151153218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6zlohfSI/AAAAAAAAArg/3LjmmB_1qro/s1600-h/Zouk+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo6zlohfSI/AAAAAAAAArg/3LjmmB_1qro/s320/Zouk+29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254076573230923042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo60HagucI/AAAAAAAAAro/nokl0sbzJDc/s1600-h/Zouk+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo60HagucI/AAAAAAAAAro/nokl0sbzJDc/s320/Zouk+30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254076582298958274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think kokhao looks good on this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo83k1FZnI/AAAAAAAAArw/JiP9OnoLK84/s1600-h/Zouk+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo83k1FZnI/AAAAAAAAArw/JiP9OnoLK84/s320/Zouk+31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254078840757905010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malibu Pineapple, Sourz Apple, Beer . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo839n2StI/AAAAAAAAAr4/b0NvtpVHjqg/s1600-h/Zouk+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo839n2StI/AAAAAAAAAr4/b0NvtpVHjqg/s320/Zouk+32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254078847413275346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo83xna_9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/aHeI0BiffXk/s1600-h/Zouk+34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo83xna_9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/aHeI0BiffXk/s320/Zouk+34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254078844190261202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic pose. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo84SVmweI/AAAAAAAAAsI/bs9SZigMkQ8/s1600-h/Zouk+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo84SVmweI/AAAAAAAAAsI/bs9SZigMkQ8/s320/Zouk+45.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254078852973904354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polymates join us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo84ukxbJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/x160L09BPpk/s1600-h/Zouk+48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo84ukxbJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/x160L09BPpk/s320/Zouk+48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254078860553710738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed on Philip farewell outing. Hope he will enjoy his France OIAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry seems alittle dull, am really tired as i just return from Malacca. Going bed now, FYP STARTS TOMORROW! and hell lot of things for me to settle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; Regarding MIA, will blog it tomorrow because i don't want to mix joy with sorrow, nevertheless that very scene that made me tears still going inside my head..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8354905231025986665?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8354905231025986665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8354905231025986665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8354905231025986665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8354905231025986665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/winebar.html' title='WineBar'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SOo4lw98gAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p1ZmcmdY53U/s72-c/Zouk+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6215631011450890812</id><published>2008-10-04T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:23:15.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A.</title><content type='html'>Just incase didn't have time to blog tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;gotten be M.I.A over the weekend, and missing first day of FYP. &lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6215631011450890812?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6215631011450890812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6215631011450890812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6215631011450890812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6215631011450890812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/mia.html' title='M.I.A.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-7974700699815119130</id><published>2008-10-01T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:25:18.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum &amp; Bro Birthday</title><content type='html'>Alright, september is MY killer month because it's both my mum &amp; bro birthday. Just days ago, quarreled with mum over some trival matters, which made me pissed. Whenever im pissed, had this habbit of driving fast, and there's this stupid traffic light, where i slowed down, the green arrow refused to blink, when i accelerate, it blink instantly. Being irritated by the traffic light, i accelerated enough to turn, then there's this "SUPER-NICE-TIMING-GUY" like to cross the street like he owns it, which i noticed it and braked in time, but that made my mum shocked, and pretty pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past few days, we were not in talking term, which reminds me of a golden words Nen once said to me; "Never hit the hand that spoonfeed you.". Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i still feel i was wrong, and getting Comex pay at the right timing, decided to treat family to a Fish&amp;Co dinner as a birthday treat for the duo. (Very sweet of me okie! knowing my mum like fish, and she never been to Fish&amp;Co!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing i wanted to blog is.... when the waiteress asked me to check the recipe, i replied; it's okie. After i got home, and wanted to threw the recipe away, curiousity made me glance through the recipe, and i was shocking found out i had to pay almost 17% subcharge amounted to almost 20bucks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, am i that turtle mountain didn't know it, or is it because i always don't bother to check my recipe anyway, i didn't know 17% is... so much! lol, what's the 10% for when we already paid 7% for GOOD SERVICE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went out with the guys for late night movie, and caught "Connected" a show based on "Cellular". A VERY NICE SHOW! everyone must watch it! I spend my today thinking/flashback the movie! &lt;br /&gt;a must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! rekindle family ties! Everything is worth it. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7974700699815119130?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7974700699815119130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7974700699815119130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7974700699815119130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7974700699815119130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/mum-bro-birthday.html' title='Mum &amp; Bro Birthday'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4563246187204612422</id><published>2008-09-26T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:09:30.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore GP Season.</title><content type='html'>Goodbye SUPER IMPORT NIGHT.)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SN0Fnlvf3YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/yk16zO6Q9dE/s1600-h/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SN0Fnlvf3YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/yk16zO6Q9dE/s320/banner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250358918288235906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello SINGAPORE MOTOR SHOW.(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SN0FnvP-YTI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9MXMhOnM2nI/s1600-h/head-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SN0FnvP-YTI/AAAAAAAAAqY/9MXMhOnM2nI/s320/head-03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250358920840372530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes Singapore Motor Show 2008, part of the Singapore GP Season, being taught by the Singapore Tourism Board, the trainning i went for on monday. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Singapore Motor Show'08 will be held from now to 5th of October @ Suntec City! Weeee~ I'll then have the time to watch it! For this show, unlike SUPER IMPORT NIGHT which had the "drifting event" IF im not wrong, it had a "stunt performance" which include those funny funny things that you won't bother to do in Singapore! Well that's my personal opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of Singapore GP Season, lucky Nen reminded me to watch the last 2 minutes of the F1 qualifying round, which made me recall one of the GP(Grand Prix) Season event is a "party" organised for celebrity and F1 racer this year @ Amber Lounge, what i remembered was the most expensive ticket there cost you about high 2.xk POUND! Rofl, but fed not! Singapore had the ... "contract?" of the Grand Prix for the next 4 years! So prepare yourself being filthy rich just to lay your hand on those "celebrities"! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weewee! Singapore Motor Show'08, still vividly remember my first exhibition i attended was Singapore Motor Show, but that's prolly in the '04 or '05. Time for some reminiscence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! &lt;br /&gt;WORK!(SAMSUNG x 2days)&lt;br /&gt;WORK!(STM F1 DECAL BOOTH x 1 days)&lt;br /&gt;WORK!(DAD WORKPLACE x 3days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it will be school reopening day! still pondering if i should continue to work when school starts! Tempting to be independent. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4563246187204612422?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4563246187204612422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4563246187204612422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4563246187204612422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4563246187204612422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/singapore-gp-season.html' title='Singapore GP Season.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SN0Fnlvf3YI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/yk16zO6Q9dE/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-1787244781713575986</id><published>2008-09-24T19:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:27:34.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=C.B.K=- DoubleO(ii)</title><content type='html'>It's another -=C.B.K=- outing last saturday, credit to Tong who book us a room @ Swissotel at a relatively cheap price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqYlHuDPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/n1q-CtrRDdA/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqYlHuDPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/n1q-CtrRDdA/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554917423451378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqZKGt-7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IXXg-5_9cNU/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqZKGt-7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/IXXg-5_9cNU/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554927351364530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqZmTSSQI/AAAAAAAAAmY/CXvWfVQJSPA/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqZmTSSQI/AAAAAAAAAmY/CXvWfVQJSPA/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554934920268034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqZ5rkVzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/huLYlKQe3VQ/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqZ5rkVzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/huLYlKQe3VQ/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554940122388274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqadaELeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/UWpAQqcFEcc/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqadaELeI/AAAAAAAAAmo/UWpAQqcFEcc/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249554949712653794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ah-Xia-wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNord4ug6PI/AAAAAAAAAmw/HhBGL8BgjIE/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNord4ug6PI/AAAAAAAAAmw/HhBGL8BgjIE/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556108097415410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoreKGczyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-8SC06jyqe0/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoreKGczyI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-8SC06jyqe0/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556112761212706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoretB8-EI/AAAAAAAAAnA/hhA507qUthU/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoretB8-EI/AAAAAAAAAnA/hhA507qUthU/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556122137589826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNorfCItOUI/AAAAAAAAAnI/uOdKwpUYkPw/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNorfCItOUI/AAAAAAAAAnI/uOdKwpUYkPw/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556127803062594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNorfkzr0qI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/AsZlGhqDfuc/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNorfkzr0qI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/AsZlGhqDfuc/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249556137110131362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with the guys after my work, and wait till everyone reached, headed out for DoubleO. I guess, "GEEK" is the new in-thing? Well, i don't know, but Tong is equiped with such item, so they decided to . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoszwkSF5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/Ij59-ajwL58/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoszwkSF5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/Ij59-ajwL58/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557583375767442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNos0LApDxI/AAAAAAAAAng/aaQi5UuUv5Q/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNos0LApDxI/AAAAAAAAAng/aaQi5UuUv5Q/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557590474034962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNos0bpbFII/AAAAAAAAAno/Uju2GLtVBaM/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNos0bpbFII/AAAAAAAAAno/Uju2GLtVBaM/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557594940052610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNos0qtKTLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Y4blTLVIFcA/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNos0qtKTLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Y4blTLVIFcA/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557598982261938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, don't start cursing me! it's funny. (=&lt;br /&gt;and we continue the night . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot0HXIKXI/AAAAAAAAAn4/GL3vKmVslL4/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot0HXIKXI/AAAAAAAAAn4/GL3vKmVslL4/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558689006233970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot0U5MTeI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2P89Q98rAUY/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot0U5MTeI/AAAAAAAAAoA/2P89Q98rAUY/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558692638772706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot0_L06HI/AAAAAAAAAoI/fwtoOwTGljM/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot0_L06HI/AAAAAAAAAoI/fwtoOwTGljM/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558703991220338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot1PjgBkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FeYu-HQj068/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot1PjgBkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/FeYu-HQj068/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558708385482306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot1kAoSLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/OSCNdsyUcBg/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNot1kAoSLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/OSCNdsyUcBg/s320/Image067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249558713876367538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUP PHOTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouYjwefHI/AAAAAAAAAog/y10u0ygu4Oo/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouYjwefHI/AAAAAAAAAog/y10u0ygu4Oo/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249559315104038002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouZNT1ZTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7M94t13Ayfk/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouZNT1ZTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7M94t13Ayfk/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249559326258193714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouZnDLJgI/AAAAAAAAAow/pq2CoZntlWU/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouZnDLJgI/AAAAAAAAAow/pq2CoZntlWU/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249559333167638018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowds and music both sucks, until it came the "rock songs" which did raise our mood to an extend... Both Kokhao &amp; i have to work another day so we decided to cab back to the hotel earlier, only to realise that Wei &amp; Mervyn went out for supper and we didn't have the room key!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the half drunken kokhao-the-great went . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouaM61l1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/JHxmWKeoB9I/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNouaM61l1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/JHxmWKeoB9I/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249559343333218130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i told anyone that in my future dream house, a definitely must is BATHTUB! Back in the room, the first thing is to soak &amp; relax in the bathtub! and roughly that's about the day. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went for the "F1" job giving out decals, totally fall out of my expectation, no crowds, fancyful cars, and BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky experienced by kokhao, another night shift group also named the place as "Ying-Yang-Lu", so hope nothing happen to me &amp; Hai for the next 2 work days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox3eUJKAI/AAAAAAAAApo/dd3cf3fX86w/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox3eUJKAI/AAAAAAAAApo/dd3cf3fX86w/s320/Image082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249563144753850370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox3k3liRI/AAAAAAAAApw/XR0wbm-Pm0g/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox3k3liRI/AAAAAAAAApw/XR0wbm-Pm0g/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249563146513123602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox4IyHvxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/p3Ed-gHAsWE/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox4IyHvxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/p3Ed-gHAsWE/s320/Image083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249563156153876242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox4o0B3vI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ye54RFbH-SQ/s1600-h/Image080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox4o0B3vI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ye54RFbH-SQ/s320/Image080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249563164751814386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox5M3nKPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/fapIAwAxdiQ/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNox5M3nKPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/fapIAwAxdiQ/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249563174430517490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1787244781713575986?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1787244781713575986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1787244781713575986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1787244781713575986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1787244781713575986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/cbk-doubleoii.html' title='-=C.B.K=- DoubleO(ii)'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SNoqYlHuDPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/n1q-CtrRDdA/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-9163862836714728847</id><published>2008-09-18T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:07:45.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im having life crisis again!&lt;br /&gt;last monday went to for a last minute work for the company again,&lt;br /&gt;from the job description it's a typical driver job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating for what's the job like, only to realise when i reach there it's totally different from what i imagined! and carelessly i hurt my leg, which i think is not just a blueblack, but might be a broken bone because of the constant pain. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the next time she call me, i prolly reject it although the work provide cab home, supper and most importantly time pass fast but the work is tough labour and get dirty kind of job.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the next morning Wei called me extremely early and ask me if im interested in working for F1 show, which i accepted it without any hessitation! So am quite interested and hopefully to watch the race while working! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September coming to an end real soon, which means i have to help out at dad place 3 days which i loather because of the early work hour, sigh, no choice! the most pitiful part should be bro have to take leave just to replace my mum who's going oversea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay day is coming, a pathetic amount, what im looking forward to is my Comex pay! and here come SUPER IMPORT NIGHT at a very bad timing which i have to decide by today whether im going or not! because im allocated at Causeway Point this weekend, and CBK meeting in town overnight at hotel, which means i have to travel all the way back to woodlands just for work. The thought of the next day travel really makes me feel like absent for work that day, but still under consideration! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmon, anyone interested in SUPER IMPORT NIGHT this sunday? include a featured show which i believe it's a drifting event again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-9163862836714728847?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9163862836714728847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=9163862836714728847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/9163862836714728847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/9163862836714728847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-having-life-crisis-again-last-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3980455606471531948</id><published>2008-09-14T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:48:05.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 reason to have kids.</title><content type='html'>The 101 reason for you to have kids ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xRUWrI1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/hAyY06oORmg/s1600-h/wendelynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xRUWrI1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/hAyY06oORmg/s320/wendelynn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903314547843922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xRkdCpyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/d3CJpfklQLs/s1600-h/Photo-0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xRkdCpyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/d3CJpfklQLs/s320/Photo-0056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903318869518114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xR3d2LoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/xC9wHtccH7U/s1600-h/wendelynn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xR3d2LoI/AAAAAAAAAlo/xC9wHtccH7U/s320/wendelynn3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903323973168770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xSHNtjII/AAAAAAAAAlw/oaUDj-sIOAU/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xSHNtjII/AAAAAAAAAlw/oaUDj-sIOAU/s320/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903328200461442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xSgxTtPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/aswCVEiIWoE/s1600-h/19-11-07_1706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xSgxTtPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/aswCVEiIWoE/s320/19-11-07_1706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903335060649202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xmtvYvwI/AAAAAAAAAmA/MV2u5yKNUlU/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xmtvYvwI/AAAAAAAAAmA/MV2u5yKNUlU/s320/DSC00931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245903682139635458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, ain't they uber cute and bring "life" into you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Most pictures above are "kope", if Bro or meijuan sees this, sorry! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3980455606471531948?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3980455606471531948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3980455606471531948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3980455606471531948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3980455606471531948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/101-reason-to-have-kids.html' title='101 reason to have kids.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SM0xRUWrI1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/hAyY06oORmg/s72-c/wendelynn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3260040755737433711</id><published>2008-09-13T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:39:51.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home.</title><content type='html'>Bro came back last night after his holiday @ BKK, and he pop by Woodlands to visit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, he handed me the gift he bought over at BKK, which printed HKS but obviously wrong to me, well prolly not! now i have STI,HKS, RALLIARTS the next time i buy/rent a car i have different shirt to suit different cars. (= Back to the shirt, obviously people in BKK are extremely big size or else their workmanskill sucks totally, because the shirt i receive from BKK(3times) are either too tight for me? or extremely BIG, but afterall, that HKS t-shirt is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after our evenning dinner, bro went to meet up his friend and left Wendelynn with us for roughly 2hours+ and im totally exhausted from looking after kids! They are so HYPERACTIVE, they can run up and down, make a mess out of everything, and pleading using their extremely high pitch voice! but inevitably kids to me are still so adorable, cute and makes you want to have one! Especially my niece is extremely cute! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, so finally she's home, after my bro came back with nose bleeding which looks pretty serious to me, and im all tired as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My work place in-charged today called me and ask if i wanted to be their driver? When i first receive the call, i still thought to myself that they need a replacement again, but no! After hearing what she said, (i hoped)im pleasantly suprised! because i mentioned to noone i have a driving licence, and! i hope is fun! (= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gotten be the job i asked for ! First able to travel around Singapore knowing more routes, and hopefully the company i suppose is not just a agency but a event organiser as well! so i have more exposure to the working life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3260040755737433711?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3260040755737433711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3260040755737433711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3260040755737433711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3260040755737433711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4837049523298351266</id><published>2008-09-11T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:02:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts..</title><content type='html'>Here comes some of my random thoughts again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just finish watching "Forensic Heros II" which previously showed on SCV, about a group of people using forensic/logic/science to solve mystery cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a part where it show a singer who seems to be kind hearted and promise to donate a bone marrow if it's suitable for a ill-kid, but of course this girl is only using the poor-kid for publicity, and never want to donate her bone marrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the "Gao-Sir(Ou Yang Zhen Hua)" said something to her like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have scheming others in your life that when you met someone you thought the same way they would as you think, but not everyone is like you, always scheming on others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidently, a thought came by me afew days before i watched the scene which is, a person might be scheming, so is it all bad ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i had a friend who used to saying me petty, and i don't agree. Just because i have good memory, and wants things to be fair and square, does it means im petty? well, everything have it's pros &amp; cons. Petty it might seems, but underneath it, how many things because of such thoughtful mind had helped in organising or thinking skill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a saying in chinese, bad things travel a thousand miles. People only mention the bad, and forgetting what good they once receive from the same mind that they critised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're generous and forgiving, does it means you're all good? No, you might be careless and always thinks that nothing in the world could bother you, this non-chalant character might make you always late, put nothing is important to you. Of course, like i said everything there's pros &amp; cons so this character might earn you alot of friends aswell! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't frown if you think your character is... ehh? weird? wrong? bad? good? everything in this world are always and at least 2sided or even 3! Like everything have a 3Dimension. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okie back to petty, mm, to some extend i might be! but well, i still believe im not the worst of my kind! so, im still quite alright! execpt for my good memory which always get blames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in karma, then i will say, "You reap what you sow." So isn't really im all petty, but what you get or what im giving right now is what you had sowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Just my another random thought~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, September 11, not just another terrorist attack, it's my brother 24th birthday! right now spending his time over at BKK.&lt;br /&gt;Well hope everything is fine for him as you guys know BKK might be chaotic right now? and hope he enjoyed his 24th birthday! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4837049523298351266?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4837049523298351266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4837049523298351266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4837049523298351266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4837049523298351266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts..'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8975257223703531819</id><published>2008-09-09T00:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:01:28.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming~</title><content type='html'>It's so tired to dream, but again, to have dream is a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Human are so ironic in their thinking, or perhap it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So saturday peihan rented car again and so it began another rounding session this time to Geylang, everytime i been there i only can recommend them "beef-horfun" and "frogleg-porridge". WHAT ELSE IS THERE NICE IN GEYLANG? i heard "barchor-mee" is nice but i forgot which street it is located!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which Zc suggested to Jurong Hill, frankly, i never heard of Jurong Hill execpt Redhill, was thinking to go there, but unfamiliar with the routes plus i don't really trust GPS and it's around 3am+, we decided to go Yishun Dam once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, stop saying i go the same places over and over again, i really do know these few, Zc was telling me after you get a car, you will find SG even boring as the places you can visit is limited. Yes, totally agree to that, and worst still, i always suggest not see areoplane is see sea~ i almost going to visit all the places in SG that have a nice seaview~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Yishun Dam, chat over there, and a Accord zooOm~ past us. Peihan Gf said; "Wa." i thought she going to continue saying handsome, but instead of that, she said "so noisy.." lolol. okie that's funny for me. So we tried to tua at Yishun Dam, not very loud, and my pay is not alot i guess? so i prolly just make do with this soft exhuast sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVZoEtTwbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/WYEXNFEnBWI/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVZoEtTwbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/WYEXNFEnBWI/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243695886136230322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this stretch of lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVZ0pX296I/AAAAAAAAAlI/CKv2ZIx9CBk/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVZ0pX296I/AAAAAAAAAlI/CKv2ZIx9CBk/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243696102136805282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also like this stretch of road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVaCXZ98YI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/oFV_xxWgsxg/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVaCXZ98YI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/oFV_xxWgsxg/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243696337831981442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4am++ sea view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything ended nearly at 5.30am. Sent zC home, reached for bed @ 6am.&lt;br /&gt;Voila. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8975257223703531819?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8975257223703531819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8975257223703531819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8975257223703531819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8975257223703531819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreaming.html' title='dreaming~'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SMVZoEtTwbI/AAAAAAAAAlA/WYEXNFEnBWI/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-5293311571596741779</id><published>2008-09-02T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:00:53.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-comex</title><content type='html'>damn, i think i got some sort of post-Comex-depression.&lt;br /&gt;Relaxed for 2 days, but im still feeling damn tired,&lt;br /&gt;guess what's the most freaking things?&lt;br /&gt;i had continously dreamt about Comex/Colleague/Dealer for 4 days already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Need to get rid of comex in my mind~&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for FYP briefing yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, damn regreted that i failed a module.&lt;br /&gt;but what's the use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard~ &lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-5293311571596741779?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5293311571596741779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=5293311571596741779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5293311571596741779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5293311571596741779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/post-comex.html' title='post-comex'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3192978605981075985</id><published>2008-09-01T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:59:12.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comex</title><content type='html'>Woot, finally, August Comex had come to an end today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, working at Comex is a killer, &lt;br /&gt;you will drop dead almost instantly on bed,&lt;br /&gt;looking damn shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when i looked into the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;i saw the face when i finished work the first day,&lt;br /&gt;which means, im already feeling damn shagged in the morning before i started work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sales was bad bad bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;which was 11, 18, 9, 23?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday the sales was that bad that i ranted to kokhao do i looked like a "!" ?&lt;br /&gt;Because every freaking people came to ask me lots and lots of question execpt buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;Damn shagged, &lt;br /&gt;hope for 4 days can earn me 500,&lt;br /&gt;that's all i hoped for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shagged..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3192978605981075985?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3192978605981075985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3192978605981075985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3192978605981075985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3192978605981075985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/comex.html' title='Comex'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-361712444010602046</id><published>2008-08-28T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:11:49.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SLV7ep0Qu8I/AAAAAAAAAk4/uzBPQYT89BI/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SLV7ep0Qu8I/AAAAAAAAAk4/uzBPQYT89BI/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239229508066786242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely sight. don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breeze was a comfort.&lt;br /&gt;The sunset was a beaut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'd still get a chance to go there with the same companion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so tomorrow will be the start of the COMEX IT-Fair.&lt;br /&gt;They describe as if it was a battlefield for us,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully everything will be a smooth journey for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila. (=&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-361712444010602046?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/361712444010602046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=361712444010602046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/361712444010602046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/361712444010602046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/08/lovely-sight.html' title='Lovely sight.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SLV7ep0Qu8I/AAAAAAAAAk4/uzBPQYT89BI/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-5078461077191824977</id><published>2008-08-23T12:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:52:34.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summon again.</title><content type='html'>)=&lt;br /&gt;I got my 4th Summon in my driving life,&lt;br /&gt;Parked at Load/Unload Bay.&lt;br /&gt;$200,&lt;br /&gt;Appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle family came over last thursday night,&lt;br /&gt;on friday, took them to NUH followed by Science Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Science Center is a bore,&lt;br /&gt;no doubt they do have interesting facts there.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it will attract kids who are still taking "Science".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-V0QY4r7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/DcdHU6-48Pc/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-V0QY4r7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/DcdHU6-48Pc/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237569616640257970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-VoqBbl0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/XVX5n_8JygY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-VoqBbl0I/AAAAAAAAAkY/XVX5n_8JygY/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237569417362773826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-WT7N84XI/AAAAAAAAAko/zIuG4nKHpjw/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-WT7N84XI/AAAAAAAAAko/zIuG4nKHpjw/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237570160713064818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my memory didn't fail me, this is the ades mosquitoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-WgjNdATI/AAAAAAAAAkw/hC5WwVJfyo8/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-WgjNdATI/AAAAAAAAAkw/hC5WwVJfyo8/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237570377606824242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this specially for Wei!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, meet up with the guys last night,&lt;br /&gt;and I use this picture to test Wei.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty alright i guess, &lt;br /&gt;nothing serious bout his color blind,&lt;br /&gt;he can read all the digit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ Sakura,&lt;br /&gt;food was good but sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum going to Russia on October,&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, gotten wake up like 8am to replace her work for her. &lt;br /&gt;)= )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro going to BKK again in September,&lt;br /&gt;i heard a BIG storm is hitting BKK, &lt;br /&gt;but he already booked air ticket and hotel,&lt;br /&gt;so i guess,&lt;br /&gt;let's pray. &lt;br /&gt;lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closes thing that i look forward to prolly is IT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;Work, work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-5078461077191824977?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5078461077191824977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=5078461077191824977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5078461077191824977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5078461077191824977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/08/summon-again.html' title='Summon again.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SK-V0QY4r7I/AAAAAAAAAkg/DcdHU6-48Pc/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-8669774516304769741</id><published>2008-08-18T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:48:57.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working life..</title><content type='html'>Gosh, im really totally worn out from standing while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i had finally started working for real in my life, it seems pretty fun but bored, because today i was posted to the fornt door! I can't slack like when im in the back of the store, and supposingly i should be at the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got off like 40% of my SHYNESS, will try to attempt to communicate with the customers more. Hopefully there's no hipcups in getting into upcoming IT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started working now, made me felt that i used to be a spoil brat, worked for 8 long hours, maybe i still don't get used to it but it's extremely tiring for me. So a day get me around 50 bucks, thinking money don't come easy. Rah, i should have rot at home fetching a 400bucks monthly welfare from parent co-operation. )= Now im working my mum actually reduced my welfare. )= )= And the pay comes only on the 20th NEXT MONTH. )= )= )= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the brighter side, I guess im more mature knowing that money don't come easy, and won't squander off my parent hard earn money as easy as it comes anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been busy for me so far, with the Car insurance, Road Tax and Servicing for 20,000kil stuff to settle. Upcoming will be visiting to hospital, exams and uncle visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service man told me i need to change the "filter" in my air filter, prolly will change my air filter to open pod before it hit 30,000km! Ben was now on my msn telling me after i get my pay and moding my stuff i told him before i got the job, now im eating back my words.. I guess it prolly looks better as digit in my banks. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then saw Shirley pop'ed up late night in my msn, so long since i last saw her online, decided to checkout her blog and it's something to do with her grandpa. The past memory of hers, reminds me of my granny again. Sigh, sometimes, it's not the figure that's matter, it's the sincerity, effort that u willing to put in. My parent can buy me a 58k lancer, but it didn't even beats the memory of my granny, buying me my favourites 1 dollar grava when she only have a penny. Life is full of regrets, prolly that's make me learn how to treasure things around me when they are still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of IT FAIR, I told kokhao an ironic to my thinking which is, if we were able to hit the topsales, I will be willing to be a day of "ah-xia-kia", will it be me? my first 4 digit pay? HAHA! hopefully. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! No picture again. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8669774516304769741?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8669774516304769741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8669774516304769741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8669774516304769741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8669774516304769741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/08/working-life.html' title='Working life..'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-7878520212894594856</id><published>2008-08-09T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:44:29.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of work.</title><content type='html'>Aw damn, tomorrow will be the first day of work for me,&lt;br /&gt;Prolly it's the first independent job that i ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny right, &lt;br /&gt;im already going 20+ and im still nervous about my parttime job ffs!&lt;br /&gt;Worked in Zoukout, British&amp;America Tobacco factory but all these is just 1 or 2 days job, then there's Star5 promoter which i was being taken care of by my brother, so im really excited? nervous? anxious? about tomorrow! i know it's dumb. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going out past days, &lt;br /&gt;went to have my hair cut,&lt;br /&gt;got to know that Jay &amp; his Girlfriend is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Money No Enough 2(with my folks), Mummy3, and just then, The Journey To The Center Of The Earth. Among all these films, i probably will recommend u to watch the last mentioned, the others are just so-so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning got awaken by Wei knocking my window asking me to get my ass to gym, quite lethargic and that prolly explain my tiredness. Went down to Jurong Point, meetup with Ben, together with Hao, Nen &amp; Wei for lunch &amp; movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these sums up my days! (=&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading,&lt;br /&gt;and pray for me !&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7878520212894594856?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7878520212894594856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7878520212894594856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7878520212894594856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7878520212894594856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2440722445323818543</id><published>2008-08-05T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:10:25.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdicts.</title><content type='html'>You guys might not have realise i had put up a new item on my Wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;That's Eurotrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been envy of how european lead their carefree lifestyle,&lt;br /&gt;without stress, without worry of financial to meet ends,&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly their passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys might have hear people saying how Italian/Spanish are passionate about their family, their spouse, their love. Never be afraid of showing your love, makingout in public places may seems to be inappropriate to asian. Im not here trying to say; "Oh~ how great is so and so , how good to live there.." im not such a person, but i think, if you're not good, then you chance for the better. Yeap, i always wanted to be passionate to the one i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is simple, &lt;br /&gt;you make choices and you don't regret.&lt;br /&gt;Im prolly not such a person, tend to regret at my bad decision thus i always like to push blame around, friends around me like Hao and Wei are so used to it that they will shrug and accept it, because their knew i will rant the whole day if they don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of action that are regrettably made kept my mind going the whole night, and Hao once taught me what the use of thinking, since you can't change much. I so much hoped that i have the rights to make decision between the wrong and right. Once a person told me; "The reason that there's god above us is to keep us checked, not to be overpowered and clouded by arrogants." Yeap, totally agrees to that, because when you know that you had did something wrong, guilt and conscience pricking is not a good feeling. Prolly i will preach all my friends to refine from making bad/evil intention, not trying to be a sage here but that's true, unless it have been "right-ed". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why i written all these, but something i saw made me begins the writing. Lastly, this is a sentence i read on a blog years ago which i think it's damn true, 2 of 4 sentence here;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never retaliate when you're angry,&lt;br /&gt;because anger impairs your judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong things i said and i did, let it be intentionally or un-intentionally, im sorry, anger had made me said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2440722445323818543?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2440722445323818543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2440722445323818543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2440722445323818543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2440722445323818543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/08/verdicts.html' title='Verdicts.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4999640557952208540</id><published>2008-07-31T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:28:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Mvs</title><content type='html'>如果没有你 &lt;br /&gt;莫文蔚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey 我真的好想你&lt;br /&gt;现在窗外面又开始下着雨&lt;br /&gt;眼睛干干的有想哭的心情&lt;br /&gt;不知道你现在到底在哪里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey 我真的好想你&lt;br /&gt;太多的情绪没适当的表情&lt;br /&gt;最想说的话我(应)该从何说起&lt;br /&gt;你是否也像我一样在想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果没有你没有过去&lt;br /&gt;我不会有伤心&lt;br /&gt;但是有如果还是要爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果没有你我在哪里&lt;br /&gt;又有甚么可惜&lt;br /&gt;反正一切来不及反正没有了自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey 我真的好想你&lt;br /&gt;不知道你现在到底在哪里&lt;br /&gt;你是否也像我一样在想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zk6zfQGzo0Y&lt;br /&gt;Embed disabled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4999640557952208540?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4999640557952208540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4999640557952208540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4999640557952208540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4999640557952208540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/emo-mvs.html' title='Emo Mvs'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8251778439399970086</id><published>2008-07-30T20:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:00.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overview</title><content type='html'>Alright, been busy rushing the last few projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday, went to visit Ben at his condo,&lt;br /&gt;and woah! i tell you, &lt;br /&gt;the place is heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condo named as "LakeShore" didn't let down of its name,&lt;br /&gt;the place is all surrounding by water,&lt;br /&gt;one of the guys commented, &lt;br /&gt;there's more water than land for u to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Inorder to get to another side, &lt;br /&gt;u have to "cross-many-bridges".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So together with Kokhao Nen Wei &amp; i, &lt;br /&gt;reached there about 10am+,&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast @ Mr Tek-terah?&lt;br /&gt;Gym from 11-like 1pm? &lt;br /&gt;jump into the pool, jacuzzi, Mist-room with undefinied liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the swim, &lt;br /&gt;something caught ben attention,&lt;br /&gt;and they ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SJBgtYrXt3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/tCryJxIU99g/s1600-h/dsc03234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SJBgtYrXt3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/tCryJxIU99g/s320/dsc03234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228785500211885938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPARTAN, proclaimed by Nen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boat was actually borrowed from a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to went for shower, &lt;br /&gt;Ben took us to the sky garden,&lt;br /&gt;dry ourselves abit before step into his house,&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;sky &lt;br /&gt;garden&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;god &lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SJBhMrNw4EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3VqiciNF9qM/s1600-h/dsc03240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SJBhMrNw4EI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3VqiciNF9qM/s320/dsc03240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228786037763924034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the skygarden, &lt;br /&gt;we can see 2 MRT station, part of chinese garden..&lt;br /&gt;which are very clear, and surrounding don't have any high building, &lt;br /&gt;making the place very windy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed&lt;br /&gt;Slacked&lt;br /&gt;Lunched&lt;br /&gt;Homed&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with family yesterday for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;bro treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only recently i lookout for my per liter mileage,&lt;br /&gt;and i got to know...&lt;br /&gt;my brother...&lt;br /&gt;fulltank(60lit)&lt;br /&gt;last him..&lt;br /&gt;500kil only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rebutted by saying Evo only get about 300kil with the same tank as him..&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE! &lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP FROM YOUR EVO REX DREAMS,&lt;br /&gt;u can't afford or should i say don't waste that kind of money!&lt;br /&gt;a near 500kil can last me about 5-7days.&lt;br /&gt;if u wana drive a evo,&lt;br /&gt;prepare to pay 120x2 x 4 = 960 for petrol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! crappy post, but better than nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8251778439399970086?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8251778439399970086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8251778439399970086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8251778439399970086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8251778439399970086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/overview.html' title='Overview'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SJBgtYrXt3I/AAAAAAAAAZg/tCryJxIU99g/s72-c/dsc03234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-4652554339454980371</id><published>2008-07-22T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:01.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rims</title><content type='html'>Was idling at LMC,&lt;br /&gt;and i saw this person selling ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SIYACgX9dkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i7H2DrwENMI/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SIYACgX9dkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i7H2DrwENMI/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225864460660209218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DROOLS!&lt;br /&gt;and it cost;&lt;br /&gt;THOUSAND SEVEN!&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i tio first prize 4D tomorrow, &lt;br /&gt;i will buy this rim&amp;brake from him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days ago, while on the way to school, &lt;br /&gt;was waiting for the light to turn green and i saw this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SIYBKtsSxaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/7J5HR9LShQc/s1600-h/Image162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SIYBKtsSxaI/AAAAAAAAAZY/7J5HR9LShQc/s320/Image162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225865701185734050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im quite bad at identifying car model,&lt;br /&gt;but strangely this vehicle look.&lt;br /&gt;Before i realise what this car is, &lt;br /&gt;i was attacted to the uber huge rim like 21"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i show my brother the pic,&lt;br /&gt;instantly he said; "Rex-es"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what he mentioned,&lt;br /&gt;these are the new Rex hunchback version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for rims today...&lt;br /&gt;4D!!!! &lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4652554339454980371?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4652554339454980371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4652554339454980371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4652554339454980371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4652554339454980371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/rims.html' title='rims'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SIYACgX9dkI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i7H2DrwENMI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-878411634218389341</id><published>2008-07-19T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:58:03.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny 3rd Death Anniversary.</title><content type='html'>Today marks the thirrd death anniversary for my granny,&lt;br /&gt;still remember two years ago i said how time files..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for bro to came over,&lt;br /&gt;after everything was done,&lt;br /&gt;went to pick up Shemelynn and headed back to woodlands to pick up my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my folks to the dental @ Beauty World Plaza,&lt;br /&gt;followed by dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kampong resturant was located in the row with SIM and NP,&lt;br /&gt;okie, i guess the resturant is famous for the "Zi Bao Ji(Chicken warped with paper)"&lt;br /&gt;everything there is uber oily and very not nice..&lt;br /&gt;so don't patron it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more project to go, &lt;br /&gt;and i left a week to finish them.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-878411634218389341?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/878411634218389341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=878411634218389341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/878411634218389341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/878411634218389341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/granny-3rd-death-anniversary.html' title='Granny 3rd Death Anniversary.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4530263261372504796</id><published>2008-07-17T18:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:01.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue blogging..</title><content type='html'>Alright man, so continue my blogging streak!&lt;br /&gt;Finally cleared 2 of my 6 project in hand,&lt;br /&gt;and started on my open-source project,&lt;br /&gt;Credit to Ivan who helped us through the night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had taken some scenery shot that i thought to be nice,&lt;br /&gt;so let u guys have a look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8iMCNUlrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/fudxS9N3Jzw/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8iMCNUlrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/fudxS9N3Jzw/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223931682919585458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8iD2bL2ZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dlks7BkdZTQ/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8iD2bL2ZI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dlks7BkdZTQ/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223931542317554066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8h5Iys-2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/FLvWb6IG2TE/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8h5Iys-2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/FLvWb6IG2TE/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223931358269471586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is it?&lt;br /&gt;don't i have a tiny tweeny little bit of artistic genes in me?&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u guys might have heard from me that recently my car got scratched, i guess it's when in the carpark. I have no idea how i got it, but dad suggested that it might be some careless driver who did it, and consider myself lucky that all i got was some scratches. So a blessing in disguise? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home today saw a relative youngster(like late 20?) driving SLK200, aw! damn. whenever i see this car i will dream for alittle while that if i ever strike the first prize of TOTO, i will buy this car, and blah blah blah .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's my SLK coming... )=&lt;br /&gt;Tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4530263261372504796?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4530263261372504796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4530263261372504796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4530263261372504796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4530263261372504796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/continue-blogging.html' title='Continue blogging..'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SH8iMCNUlrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/fudxS9N3Jzw/s72-c/Image108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6478901804070555560</id><published>2008-07-14T23:19:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:04.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=C.B.K=- DoubleO Kel birthday.</title><content type='html'>Last saturday was an early birthday celebration for Kel.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have to say, &lt;br /&gt;alot of screws up,&lt;br /&gt;or should i say im a lousy organiser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it all ended well,&lt;br /&gt;so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly to meet 6pm at town,&lt;br /&gt;i was late because i had to take my parent for dental checkup,&lt;br /&gt;and i delayed the guys schedule, &lt;br /&gt;very sorry about that,&lt;br /&gt;made them wait for like 45minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sommerset, &lt;br /&gt;headed for Pepperlunch before our movie at 9.30pm, Red Cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's the girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHtw7MzGz2I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-A-g1VJLe1w/s1600-h/Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHtw7MzGz2I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-A-g1VJLe1w/s320/Image109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892355216396130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiting Weiling Shirley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were taking some photo,&lt;br /&gt;and i turn behind and asked Nen and Hao; " wana take photo? "&lt;br /&gt;Kokhao complained the last time they took photo,&lt;br /&gt;it look so gay on friendster,&lt;br /&gt;and here comes season2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHtzBcKgHYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ukikHfH9x10/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHtzBcKgHYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ukikHfH9x10/s320/Image111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222894661443526018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went over to Lido where we had to bid goodbye to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;As we couldn't get enough ticket for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;the girls decided to forgo the movie.&lt;br /&gt;This definitely makes me feel bad,&lt;br /&gt;because the girls reached there at like 1pm?&lt;br /&gt;and waited for us for dinner as i delayed the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliff, was rather a better show than the one Andy lau was in,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i already know the storyline, &lt;br /&gt;the show rather bores me abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie ended, so am my stomach!&lt;br /&gt;Picked a McChicken on my way out, &lt;br /&gt;and cabbed to Doublo O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there together with;&lt;br /&gt;Kel, Shumei, Weihai, Mervyn, Po, Henry, Wei, Hao, Nen, Tong and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, when we reached there,&lt;br /&gt;we were still contemplating to move in,&lt;br /&gt;because the age cap for guys there was said to be 23years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry decided to test the water,&lt;br /&gt;and i really felt bad for him,&lt;br /&gt;so i joined him in the queue,&lt;br /&gt;and yes, we made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... hurray everyone gets in,&lt;br /&gt;and here comes the drinking part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt1ioUOo4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/jeaa1wxXfF4/s1600-h/Image113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt1ioUOo4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/jeaa1wxXfF4/s320/Image113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222897430664487810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt13nFzOLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/f3jHgmh_vR0/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt13nFzOLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/f3jHgmh_vR0/s320/Image112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222897791112788146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance floor there wasn't big though,&lt;br /&gt;but we took Henry scarf,&lt;br /&gt;and play those game that u have to bend real low to get under it&lt;br /&gt;while not falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, That day was Nen payday,&lt;br /&gt;so he treated both kokhao and i,&lt;br /&gt;3 of us sharing 2 flaming lambogini,&lt;br /&gt;and after that drinks,&lt;br /&gt;i really felt different,&lt;br /&gt;it isn't strong, &lt;br /&gt;but i just felt myself loosen up,&lt;br /&gt;and the night just started with orgy-smoking party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, though i don't support censorship,&lt;br /&gt;but alot of them request not to show certain "obscene photo" up,&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of the day shall let the photo do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt3QPpEooI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kvgqW6f_tsY/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt3QPpEooI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kvgqW6f_tsY/s320/Image121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222899313826636418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ROAR! MORE DRINKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt3jBwEW8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/vTJ1jEJIpOI/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt3jBwEW8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/vTJ1jEJIpOI/s320/Image122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222899636515396546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt3wT7xSlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/68GsUPNzFIY/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt3wT7xSlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/68GsUPNzFIY/s320/Image123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222899864734616146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt4MH6skRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/nncg5AG59C4/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt4MH6skRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/nncg5AG59C4/s320/Image124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900342545223954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE B-BOYS said by Tong.&lt;br /&gt;Po Tong Weihai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt4oMnZucI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vmz_loXGZKw/s1600-h/Image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt4oMnZucI/AAAAAAAAAXw/vmz_loXGZKw/s320/Image132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900824842811842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TowKay Nen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt463IkDkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YtcG-fsjITw/s1600-h/Image135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt463IkDkI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YtcG-fsjITw/s320/Image135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901145493835330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is pic is cute.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt5N18_hRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hLgCf6DkWDI/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt5N18_hRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hLgCf6DkWDI/s320/Image140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901471594382610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po, birthday boy, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt5lVNthlI/AAAAAAAAAYI/VWWIy8KDFBs/s1600-h/Image142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt5lVNthlI/AAAAAAAAAYI/VWWIy8KDFBs/s320/Image142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222901875122996818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SisPo&amp;BroHenry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt50XBMooI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0qbbTt0rqYo/s1600-h/Image143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt50XBMooI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0qbbTt0rqYo/s320/Image143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222902133305418370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shumei KEL Po&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt6KXAVxqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UuparK9P-F8/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt6KXAVxqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UuparK9P-F8/s320/Image129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222902511258945186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt6kAIR1vI/AAAAAAAAAYg/clAfEeYreP4/s1600-h/Image153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt6kAIR1vI/AAAAAAAAAYg/clAfEeYreP4/s320/Image153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222902951794824946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei&amp;Kel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt63qao5QI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ua4zy6_WS7o/s1600-h/Image152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt63qao5QI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ua4zy6_WS7o/s320/Image152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222903289563636994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt7JWx3FhI/AAAAAAAAAYw/XbOManyHHLU/s1600-h/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHt7JWx3FhI/AAAAAAAAAYw/XbOManyHHLU/s320/Image159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222903593529972242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's the end of the photo.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really remember a thing,&lt;br /&gt;only can recalled i vomitted inside the cab in a plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot guys for coming,&lt;br /&gt;and hope kel have enjoyed his 20th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, 19/07 Tong birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, alot of project to complete,&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE GOOD AT ADOBE PHOTOSHOP OR ILLUSTRATOR?&lt;br /&gt;i need teammmate... &lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6478901804070555560?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6478901804070555560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6478901804070555560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6478901804070555560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6478901804070555560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/cbk-doubleo-kel-birthday.html' title='-=C.B.K=- DoubleO Kel birthday.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHtw7MzGz2I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-A-g1VJLe1w/s72-c/Image109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6781777635020283978</id><published>2008-07-11T00:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:04.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Jog</title><content type='html'>Woo, just came back from my night jog.&lt;br /&gt;a pretty good run today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogged for 2 round at a timing of 13minutes ++,&lt;br /&gt;(approximately 2 1/2 round of the park is equivalent 2.4km)&lt;br /&gt;i know that it wasn't enough to pass NAFA requirement,&lt;br /&gt;but the day before, &lt;br /&gt;i ran that 2 round for almost 16minutes!&lt;br /&gt;so i made quite a improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the funny things is,&lt;br /&gt;we(wei&amp;i) slowed down our pace for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;and decided to jog for another 1/2 round before heading towards the pullup bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the jog, &lt;br /&gt;we started to ran faster and faster until we started springing,&lt;br /&gt;while making all sorts of way to express our exhuastion.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the last stalk, &lt;br /&gt;i went shouting; "aaaAAaHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhh~"&lt;br /&gt;until im totally out of breathe,&lt;br /&gt;i realised that im totally SHAGGED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i catch up with wei,&lt;br /&gt;i told him(while pinching my tummy);&lt;br /&gt;"HEY, my "car-body" weight is more heavy, so i picked up slower!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of my photo for my blog,&lt;br /&gt;i grabbed this photo on Shirley's 20th birthday from friendster as i couldn't accecpt the .RAR format from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHY60WOUzXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kvv_RwytCDE/s1600-h/1_772575845l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHY60WOUzXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kvv_RwytCDE/s320/1_772575845l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221425488975940978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the kiddo us, &lt;br /&gt;assembling the guns with much anticipation @ Cineleisure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHY7WOTABsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wL7uwx72S9Q/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHY7WOTABsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wL7uwx72S9Q/s320/Image102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221426070963619522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila, tomorrow having a classtest on Database,&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck guys,&lt;br /&gt;because i got a F-grade in my commontest for that module.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6781777635020283978?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6781777635020283978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6781777635020283978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6781777635020283978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6781777635020283978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/woo-just-came-back-from-my-night-jog.html' title='Night Jog'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHY60WOUzXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kvv_RwytCDE/s72-c/1_772575845l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-7605861997448386394</id><published>2008-07-07T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:04.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Random..</title><content type='html'>So today, i get this idea of posing something very random and talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, i wanted to compare and spots the differences between an Evo and a Lancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, both the Evo and Lancer photo are not avaliable anymore in Sgcarmart.com. I'm also quite lazy to search for it, corp it and post it online as i'm quite busy nowadays doing projects, play game and blah blah blah etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling slightly heated, &lt;br /&gt;lack of sleep(BADLY) these days, &lt;br /&gt;i picked up a bottle of "ARCHIPELAGO" beer from the fridge;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHIVWWSs2QI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1DaBF_2vTrs/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHIVWWSs2QI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1DaBF_2vTrs/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220258391761148162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it definitely taste quite weird and i said to myself;&lt;br /&gt;"damn, how come it taste like some kind of beer with indian favour.."&lt;br /&gt;determined to find out its origin i read the follow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A smooth, complex deep golden pale,&lt;br /&gt;infused with Asian spices - Indian coriander, &lt;br /&gt;Chinese Ba Jiao and a touch of lemon zest.&lt;br /&gt;An unexpected brew that's round and flavourful, &lt;br /&gt;yet refreshingly dry and thrist quenching. &lt;br /&gt;Traditionally brewed and uniquely Archipelago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i go "......".&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell would people put Asian spices to brew with beer,&lt;br /&gt;i don't quite understand it, sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now gotten wait for the kitchen to be clear, &lt;br /&gt;and empty the bottle into the sink,&lt;br /&gt;then open another can of heniken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline; it taste really weird..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7605861997448386394?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7605861997448386394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7605861997448386394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7605861997448386394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7605861997448386394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-today-i-get-this-idea-of-posing.html' title='Being Random..'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SHIVWWSs2QI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1DaBF_2vTrs/s72-c/Image106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-208939202312538001</id><published>2008-07-03T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:25:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, i got back my resume writing for one of my poly module,&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i haven't been blogging for a very long time,&lt;br /&gt;because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M WRITING IN MY RESUME!&lt;br /&gt;AND MY STANDARD OF ENGLISH DEPROVE TREMENDOUSLY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, i shall start to blog frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Till i find something to blog,&lt;br /&gt;it's DOTA time. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-208939202312538001?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/208939202312538001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=208939202312538001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/208939202312538001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/208939202312538001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-i-got-back-my-resume-writing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3753016159485992490</id><published>2008-06-28T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T03:51:27.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respond</title><content type='html'>On respond to the tagboard,&lt;br /&gt;Petrol price struck a new record high of 142.26USD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee~ +ERP increases,&lt;br /&gt;chao high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whhy i always land on such a bad timing ?&lt;br /&gt;When i was in secondary3/4? &lt;br /&gt;bought my favourite phone 8855 for around 400++,&lt;br /&gt;and color phone came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy Computer, &lt;br /&gt;new wares come out,&lt;br /&gt;which make a big price different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, car, &lt;br /&gt;petrol rise like nobody business,&lt;br /&gt;very song! &lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3753016159485992490?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3753016159485992490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3753016159485992490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3753016159485992490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3753016159485992490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/06/respond.html' title='Respond'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4002361984808739514</id><published>2008-06-16T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:41:01.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>David Cook - Always Be My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Js9mQw5nQ4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Js9mQw5nQ4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were as one babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Cause ya know in your heart babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time cant erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darlin cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be back girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder oooohhh&lt;br /&gt;I know that, you'll be right back&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! baby believe me it's only a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my,....my baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be apart of me (you will always be)&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on (we will linger on)&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4002361984808739514?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4002361984808739514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4002361984808739514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4002361984808739514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4002361984808739514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/06/david-cook-always-be-my-baby.html' title='David Cook - Always Be My Baby'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-7244726442927633198</id><published>2008-06-07T15:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:50:00.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Sichuan Earthquake</title><content type='html'>when the soldiers almost gave up one of the rubble sites due to aftershock, one of the soldiers noticed that there was a dead women positoned in a strange way among the rubble. she was kneeling down with her arms pushing against the ground in front. The soldier took a closer look and found that there was a 3-4 months old baby still alive under the mother's protecting arms! When the baby was brought to the hospital, the nurse found a mobile phone inside the baby's blanket and on the screen there was an unsent text message :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dear baby, if you can stay alive, you must remember that i love you."&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的宝贝,如果你能活着,一定要记住我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from Joe blog, &lt;br /&gt;damn i really have to post this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this,&lt;br /&gt;it makes me go, "woah..",&lt;br /&gt;during this woman last period of life, &lt;br /&gt;she remembered the one she love,&lt;br /&gt;and protected the one she love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link; http://www.sx.xinhuanet.com/rdsp/2008-05/16/content_13285897.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7244726442927633198?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7244726442927633198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7244726442927633198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7244726442927633198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7244726442927633198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/06/china-sichuan-earthquake.html' title='China Sichuan Earthquake'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2708184760862832676</id><published>2008-05-27T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:00:35.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrol soar up high.</title><content type='html'>i forgotten to post this in blog,&lt;br /&gt;Shell Formula 95(Cheapest) soar up to $2.186 per liter last weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, for a full take, it will cost me about $88!&lt;br /&gt;what a scary soar,&lt;br /&gt;and analysis predicted that petrol will went pass 200USD per barrel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my friends, &lt;br /&gt;give up driving, &lt;br /&gt;and let's take MRT. &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2708184760862832676?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2708184760862832676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2708184760862832676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2708184760862832676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2708184760862832676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/05/petrol-soar-up-high.html' title='Petrol soar up high.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-7302459922824872030</id><published>2008-05-19T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=C.B.K=- Rounding (ii)</title><content type='html'>(SATURDAY)&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so it's a long weekends for last week,&lt;br /&gt;the guys are desperate to get our ass out of woodlands,&lt;br /&gt;before i leave, i still can joke with kokhao, 3/4 &amp; carpet shoe?&lt;br /&gt;and here we goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over town, &lt;br /&gt;headed for crystal jade ramen, and xiao long bao.&lt;br /&gt;Was relatively cheap, had 3/5 + a bowl of ramen for &lt;14bucks,&lt;br /&gt;pretty good deal for town area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Cineleisure,&lt;br /&gt;pool'ed while waiting for meng to join us,&lt;br /&gt;for the movie, Drillbit Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad show, execpt the fact that,&lt;br /&gt;halfway through the movie, &lt;br /&gt;it actually encountered some technical error, &lt;br /&gt;which stop the movie like 10minutes?&lt;br /&gt;and everyone goes little complains but no move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDGXbMvstgI/AAAAAAAAATw/tg5l1YdEC_c/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDGXbMvstgI/AAAAAAAAATw/tg5l1YdEC_c/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202105538123183618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie resumed, and it's wasn't a bad show afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after movie, since meng drove down that night, &lt;br /&gt;we decided to go for a supper @ chompchomp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long wait for both the seats, and the food,&lt;br /&gt;and i suggested to take some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the Sugar cane/Daohua drinks there was enormous&lt;br /&gt;we decided for them to mimick the typical inlove couple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQLaMvstiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Y0IcZ8tdzgs/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQLaMvstiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Y0IcZ8tdzgs/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202796014245557794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that wasn't gay enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQL8MvstjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/M4BwjggniUo/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQL8MvstjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/M4BwjggniUo/s320/Image063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202796598361110066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we have, &lt;br /&gt;-=C.B.K.=- lovely gay duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nen says: A MANLY SHOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQMK8vstkI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jnDcqCBeLFk/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQMK8vstkI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jnDcqCBeLFk/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202796851764180546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon &amp; Kokhao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQMhMvstlI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6RKHNZt3JH8/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQMhMvstlI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6RKHNZt3JH8/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202797234016269906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry &amp; Weihai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weihai wanted a friendster material photo,&lt;br /&gt;so there was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQM0cvstmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FLj8lIDOzcQ/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQM0cvstmI/AAAAAAAAAUg/FLj8lIDOzcQ/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202797564728751714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so food was here,&lt;br /&gt;and u see no photos.&lt;br /&gt;It will only be possible if human have 3 hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDGX_cvsthI/AAAAAAAAAT4/L7agZ5Pb9PY/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDGX_cvsthI/AAAAAAAAAT4/L7agZ5Pb9PY/s320/Image067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202106160893441554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's BBQ Stingray, Spicy Sotong, Kangkong, lala &amp; satay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2-3 days, i had bbq seafood for supper,&lt;br /&gt;and, yes! it's a nice and satisfactory meal.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because of the companion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a contented meal, &lt;br /&gt;drove over to Yishun Dam,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for our table,&lt;br /&gt; 1am @ a pub henry introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for awhile, chitchat.&lt;br /&gt;no veggy, no fanciful cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have an hour to go, &lt;br /&gt;wanted to go for some Dao Hua,&lt;br /&gt;halfway down the road,&lt;br /&gt;kokhao decided to bomb OCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for another while,&lt;br /&gt;went over to Dao Hua shop,&lt;br /&gt;but all the parkings are full,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to head straight for the pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, &lt;br /&gt;henry order a 'tower/barrel?' of beer,&lt;br /&gt;and it's on henry!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the pub is relative small, &lt;br /&gt;and located at Sembawang,&lt;br /&gt;i must say it's quite a nice place to go,&lt;br /&gt;especially, one of henry friend was a damn good singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang 2 very nice song, &lt;br /&gt;and currently my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the pub, &lt;br /&gt;Nen signal for a cheers, &lt;br /&gt;and yell; For the CBK's!&lt;br /&gt;Kokhao continued; "Zi Gong Xiao Zi" (Vagina Kid aka CBK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank about 3 mugs,&lt;br /&gt;and decided it's time for home,&lt;br /&gt;and unknowningly all went home too,&lt;br /&gt;execpt henry who goingto join his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQOd8vstnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/1IGUOUjUbTA/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQOd8vstnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/1IGUOUjUbTA/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202799377204950642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From top left,&lt;br /&gt;Meng Nen Wei Hong Weihai Kok Henry. missing Mervyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQOyMvstoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qdPV_GoxKcQ/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQOyMvstoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qdPV_GoxKcQ/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202799725097301634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the left, with mervyn. missing Henry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's definitely a reason for calling CBK,&lt;br /&gt;because the guys have all sort of nonsense,&lt;br /&gt;and here's goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NS(GOINGTOBE) MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQPl8vstpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Q565t2ll7yY/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQPl8vstpI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Q565t2ll7yY/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202800614155531922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CITIZEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQP3MvstqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yzehiWUMIjU/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQP3MvstqI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yzehiWUMIjU/s320/Image073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202800910508275362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEXAS HOLD'EM&lt;br /&gt;thinking in progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQQGMvstrI/AAAAAAAAAVI/1w3vKX2TIEQ/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQQGMvstrI/AAAAAAAAAVI/1w3vKX2TIEQ/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202801168206313138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DRIVERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQQUMvstsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nCr9gkFHi1Q/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQQUMvstsI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nCr9gkFHi1Q/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202801408724481730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PASSENGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQQ5svsttI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1QYVLR0yKQA/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQQ5svsttI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1QYVLR0yKQA/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802052969576146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SINGLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQRHcvstuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TkasuqnEn5k/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQRHcvstuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TkasuqnEn5k/s320/Image079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802289192777442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE GROUP PHOTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQRVsvstvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kxl2UIawZPk/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQRVsvstvI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kxl2UIawZPk/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202802534005913330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys for the little disrupt i almost caused.&lt;br /&gt;Credit to Meng who ferry us here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Credit to Henry for the beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TUESDAY)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Weiling, &lt;br /&gt;who organise a outing for 5n3 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the last outing,&lt;br /&gt;and we have hell lot to catch up with one another.&lt;br /&gt;First, Congrats to Janice got into NTU English Literature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of funny shit, WRS gossips and world news chat.&lt;br /&gt;One of the funny shit,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tang pitied that China quake,&lt;br /&gt;destroyed a sight seeing place; Ju Zai Go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She commented, "That place is a Xian Jing(immortal 'place?')!"&lt;br /&gt;Tong quickly replied; "Yea, all become Xian already.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it funny,&lt;br /&gt;and we all laughed execpt Ms Tang who is experiencing some generation barrier here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a fun chatting meal @ Toh Payoh Crystal Jade,&lt;br /&gt;took some group photos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5n3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQTDsvstwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KXYauOEe_YY/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQTDsvstwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/KXYauOEe_YY/s320/Image095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202804423791523586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQTWsvstxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2cHOhSyUEyk/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQTWsvstxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2cHOhSyUEyk/s320/Image097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202804750209038098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQTjsvstyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yxL0DmrECq4/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQTjsvstyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/yxL0DmrECq4/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202804973547337506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Ms Tang mimicking her fantasy 5some! &lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WEDNESDAY)&lt;br /&gt;Today was Comm Skill presentation,&lt;br /&gt;again, hope i didn't burden the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, went home to change,&lt;br /&gt;and back to school to watch NYP SBM 3on3,&lt;br /&gt;Wei participated in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;he got SECOND! &lt;br /&gt;lose to some team who resorted to use dirty tricks!&lt;br /&gt;boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all doubted that they're from SBM, &lt;br /&gt;because of the size, &lt;br /&gt;and wei said he had never seen them in SBM in his 3 years of poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some outdated photos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQUcMvstzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3aB55pQNWf4/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQUcMvstzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3aB55pQNWf4/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202805944209946418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape printed by sweat.&lt;br /&gt;try to use a mirror to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQUrsvst0I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/byBOO_S49sE/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDQUrsvst0I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/byBOO_S49sE/s320/Image058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202806210497918786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel KOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! a completed post!&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7302459922824872030?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7302459922824872030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7302459922824872030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7302459922824872030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7302459922824872030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/05/cbk-rounding-ii.html' title='-=C.B.K=- Rounding (ii)'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SDGXbMvstgI/AAAAAAAAATw/tg5l1YdEC_c/s72-c/Image061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3990218248803037747</id><published>2008-05-05T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:09.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula Drift Singapore</title><content type='html'>Bro came home last friday, &lt;br /&gt;with his face all darken, &lt;br /&gt;and burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the sun from 9am to 4pm,&lt;br /&gt;he said all are worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after seeing his face,&lt;br /&gt;i am not that sad that i didn't go,&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SB6Qd7QgxfI/AAAAAAAAATo/HvOfGpSR98E/s1600-h/DSC02540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SB6Qd7QgxfI/AAAAAAAAATo/HvOfGpSR98E/s320/DSC02540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196749863829685746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9eW0bjNVSY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V9eW0bjNVSY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8aHG5p-ooI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8aHG5p-ooI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k28wgwHxnI0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k28wgwHxnI0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the events,&lt;br /&gt;side-to-side drifting, &lt;br /&gt;twice, each chase another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3990218248803037747?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3990218248803037747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3990218248803037747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3990218248803037747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3990218248803037747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/05/formula-drift-singapore.html' title='Formula Drift Singapore'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SB6Qd7QgxfI/AAAAAAAAATo/HvOfGpSR98E/s72-c/DSC02540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-2127746218190123366</id><published>2008-04-25T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:09.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula Drift Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SBCwELQgxbI/AAAAAAAAATI/-p4NgtM4fxg/s1600-h/logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SBCwELQgxbI/AAAAAAAAATI/-p4NgtM4fxg/s320/logo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192843956146193842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORMULAdrift&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY 27TH APRIL 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time; 9AM - 6PM&lt;br /&gt;VENUE; SINGAPORE AIRSHOW GROUNDS, CHANGI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring;&lt;br /&gt;*Formula Drift US Driver VS The Best Local Drifters(&amp; Region)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticketing info;&lt;br /&gt;*Online ticket sales from 3rd January 2008 - $10 Online pre-sale/ $15- at gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agh, first time this event was out from America to Asia, and practically Singapore for the first time. From what i heard from FM98.7, these drifters have to drift at least within 0.5meter from the wall, if not they will be disqualify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh~ i wanna go~&lt;br /&gt;Will see bro going not first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This going to be so interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2127746218190123366?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2127746218190123366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2127746218190123366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2127746218190123366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2127746218190123366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/04/formula-drift-singapore.html' title='Formula Drift Singapore'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/SBCwELQgxbI/AAAAAAAAATI/-p4NgtM4fxg/s72-c/logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-3034725516142768695</id><published>2008-03-31T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:43:01.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter III.</title><content type='html'>* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;E-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christmas almost upon us, I'd like to extend my heartfelt appreciation to all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me "forwards" over the past 12 months. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed and healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Extra thanks to whoever sent me the email about rat crap in the glue on envelopes - cause I now have to go get a wet towel every time I need to seal an envelope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I never put my handbag on the kitchen table anymore for fear of toilet floor rubbish on the bottom of the bag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Because of your genuine concern, I no longer drink Coca Cola because I know it can remove toilet stains, which is not exactly an appealing characteristic. Not to mention it eats-away a T-Bone steak in about 3 days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer go to shopping centres because someone might drug me with a cologne sample and rob me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer eat KFC because their "chickens" are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer worry about my soul because at last count, I have 363,214 angels looking out for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl on the internet who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I no longer have any money at all in fact - but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special on-line email program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I want to thank you all so much for looking out for me that I will now return the favour! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked case of diahorrea will land on your head at 5:00PM (EST) this afternoon. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my friend's next door neighbour's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother of a 17-year-old girl was concerned that her daughter was having sex. Worried the girl might become pregnant and adversely impact the family's status, she consulted the family doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told her that teenagers today were very wilful and any attempt to stop the girl would probably result in rebellion. He then told her to arrange for her daughter to be put on birth control and until then, talk to her and give her a box of condoms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, as her daughter was preparing for a date, the woman told her about the situation and handed her a box of condoms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl burst out laughing and reached over to hug her mother saying: "Oh Mom! You don't have to worry about that! I'm dating Susan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;JOKE 1 &lt;br /&gt;A businessman enters a tavern, sits down at the bar, and orders a double martini on the rocks. After he finishes the drink, he peeks inside his shirt pocket, then orders the bartender to prepare another double martini. After he finishes that it, he again peeks inside his shirt pocket and orders the bartender to bring another double martini. The bartender says, "Look, buddy, I'll bring ya' martinis all night long - but you gotta tell me why you look inside your shirt pocket before you order a refill." The customer replies, "I'm peeking at a photo of my wife. When she starts to look good, I know it's time to go home." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE 2 &lt;br /&gt;There were these two guys in a bar, which was on the 20th floor of a building. The first man said " I bet you $100 I can jump out that window and come straight back in!" The second man says "Ok, sure." and the barman holds the bet. The first man jumps out the window and disappears for a second before jumping straight back in. Disappointed about losing the $100, the second man says: " I'll bet you another $100 you can't do it again." So the barman holds the bet. Sure enough, the first man jumps out the window, disappears for a second, then jumps straight back in. Thinking he must have caught a freak gust of wind, the second man says "Ok, I bet you $300 I can jump out the window and come straight back in." The first man says" Ok, sure." The second man jumps out the window and falls to the footpath below. He is dead. Back up in the bar, the barman says to the first man " Gee, you can be a bastard when you're pissed, Superman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE 3 &lt;br /&gt;This bartender is in a bar, when this really hot chick walks up and says in a sexy seductive voice, "May I please speak to your manager?" He says, "Not right now, is there anything I can help you with?" She replies, "I don't know if your the man to talk to...its kind of personal..." Thinking he might get lucky, he goes, "I'm pretty sure I can handle your problem, miss." She then looks at him with a smile, and puts two of her fingers in his mouth...and he begins sucking them, thinking "I'm in!!!" She goes, "Can you give the manager something for me?" The bartender nods...yes. "Tell him there's no toilet paper in the ladies restroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is &lt;br /&gt;a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next &lt;br /&gt;to them, a single red rose!! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of &lt;br /&gt;him, all clean and pre ssed. He looks around the room and sees that it is &lt;br /&gt;in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, &lt;br /&gt;steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the &lt;br /&gt;table,eating. Jack asks, "Son... what happened lastnight?""Well, you came &lt;br /&gt;home after 3 A.M. , drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee &lt;br /&gt;table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that &lt;br /&gt;black eye when youran into the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order &lt;br /&gt;and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm married!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken Coffee Table $239.99 &lt;br /&gt;Hot Breakfast $4.20 &lt;br /&gt;Two Aspirins $.38 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying the right thing, at the right time . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Blonde Jokes   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three women are about to be executed for crimes. One's a brunette, one's a redhead, and one's a blonde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two guards brings the brunette forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the brunette yells, "EARTHQUAKE!!" Everyone is startled and looks around. She manages to escape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angry guards then bring the redhead forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no, and the executioner shouts, "Ready . . . Aim . . ." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The redhead then screams, "TORNADO!!" Yet again, everyone is startled and looks around. She too escapes execution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this point, the blonde had figured out what the others did. The guards bring her forward, and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She also says no, and the executioner shouts, Ready . . . Aim . . ." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde shouts, "FIRE!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A redhead, a brunette, and a blonde robbed a supermarket. As they were stealing, a police officer walked in the store and saw what was happening. He dashed toward them, but they were able to get away into the back of the store. There they found three sacks to hide in. When the police officer checked there, he examined each sack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kicks the first bag, and the redhead says "meow" in a high voice. The cop determines that it must only be a cat in that bag, and he moves on to the next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he kicks the second bag, the brunette says "woof" in a low voice. The officer determines that it must only be a dog in that bag, so he moves on to the last bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kicks the third bag, and the blonde shouts "potato" to the officer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde was arrested.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde was recently fired from an M&amp;M factory for throwing away Ws and peeling the shells on the candies. Therefore, she needed a new job to support herself. After going around town asking if anyone needed work done, she found a man who needed a painter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm here for the paint job," she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright," said the man. "Here is the paint and your brush. I want you to paint my porch behind the house." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde immediately went to work painting. Within an hour, she was done and decided to put on a second coating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she finished, she returned to the man for her pay. She said with satisfaction, "I not only completed the job, but I even put on two coats of paint! By the way, that isn't a porsche out back. It's a new BMW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde gets on an airplane and sits down in the first class section of the plane. The stewardess rushes over to her and tells her she must move to coach because she doesn't have a first class ticket. The blonde replies, "I'm blonde, I'm smart, I have a good job, and I'm staying in first class until we reach Jamaica." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disgusted stewardess gets the head stewardess who asks the blonde to leave. The blonde yet again repeats "I'm blonde, I'm smart, I have a good job and I'm staying in first class until we reach Jamaica." The head stewardesses doesn't even know what to do at this point because they still have to get the rest of the passengers seated to take off; the blode is causing a problem with boarding now, so the stewardess gets the copilot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The copilot goes up to the blonde and whispers in her ear. She immediately gets up and goes to her seat in the coach section. The head stewardess asks the copilot in amazement what he said to get her to go to her correct seat. The copilot replies, "I told her the front half of the airplane wasn't going to Jamaica.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Smart Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the United States and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the 'Three Kick Rule.'" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer asked, "What is the Three Kick Rule?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up." The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. &lt;br /&gt;He agreed to abide by the local custom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot onto the lawyer's legs and dropped him to his knees. His second kick to the midriff then made the lawyer lose his early morning breakfast. The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, now it's my turn." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old farmer smiled and said, "Naaaaaah, I give up now. You can have the duck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;The Soldier and the Nun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soldier came to a fork in the road and saw a nun standing there. Out &lt;br /&gt;of breath he asked, "Please Sister, may I hide under your skirts for a &lt;br /&gt;few minutes. I'll explain WHY later." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment later two Military Police came running along and asked, &lt;br /&gt;"Sister, have you seen a soldier running by here?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun replied, "He went that way." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the MP's disappeared, the soldier crawled out from under her &lt;br /&gt;skirt and said, "I can't thank you enough Sister, but you see -- I &lt;br /&gt;don't want to go to Iraq." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun said, "I think I can fully understand your fear." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soldier added, "I hope you don't think me rude or impertinent, but &lt;br /&gt;you have a great pair of legs!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun replied, "If you had looked a little higher, you would have &lt;br /&gt;seen a great pair of balls... I don't want to go to Iraq either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;A mother was working in the kitchen, listening to her five-year-old son playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the train stop &amp; her son saying, "All of you bastards who want off, get the hell off now, cause this is the last stop! And all of you bastards who are getting on, get your ass in the train, cause were going down the tracks." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horrified mother went in &amp; told her son, "We dont use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room &amp; stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out,you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later, the son came out of the bedroom &amp; resumed playing with his train. Soon the train stopped &amp; the mother heard her son say, "All passengers who are disembarking the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. We thank you for travelling with us today &amp; hope your trip was a pleasant one." She hears the little boy continue, "For those of you just boarding, we ask you to stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember, there is no smoking on the train. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today." &lt;br /&gt;As the mother began to smile, the child added, "For those of you who are pissed off about the TWO HOUR delay, please see the fat bitch in the kitchen." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man left from work one Friday afternoon. But instead of going home, he stayed out the entire weekend hunting with the boys and spending his entire paycheck. &lt;br /&gt;When he finally appeared at home, Sunday night, he was confronted by his very angry wife and was barraged for nearly two hours with a tirade of his actions. &lt;br /&gt;Finally his wife stopped the nagging and simply said to him. "How would you like it if you didn't see me for two or three days?" &lt;br /&gt;To which he replied: "That would be fine with me." &lt;br /&gt;Monday went by and he didn't see his wife. Tuesday and Wednesday came and went with the same results. Finally on Thursday, the swelling went down just enough where he could see her a little out of the corner of his left eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFICE DICTIONARY... &lt;br /&gt;"APPLY IN PERSON": If you're old, fat or ugly you'll be told the position has been filled. &lt;br /&gt;"NO PHONE CALLS PLEASE": We've filled the job; our call for resumes is just a legal formality. &lt;br /&gt;"SEEKING CANDIDATES WITH A WIDE VARIETY OF EXPERIENCE:" You'll need it to replace three people who just left. &lt;br /&gt;"PROBLEM-SOLVING SKILLS A MUST": You're walking into a company in perpetual chaos. &lt;br /&gt;"REQUIRES TEAM LEADERSHIP SKILLS": You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect. &lt;br /&gt;"GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS": Management communicates, you listen, figure out what they want and do it. &lt;br /&gt;"I'M EXTREMELY ADEPT AT ALL MANNER OF OFFICE ORGANIZATION": I've used Microsoft Office. &lt;br /&gt;"I'M HONEST, HARD-WORKING AND DEPENDABLE": I pilfer office supplies. &lt;br /&gt;"MY PERTINENT WORK EXPERIENCE INCLUDES": I hope you don't ask me about all the McJobs I've had. &lt;br /&gt;"I TAKE PRIDE IN MY WORK": I blame others for my mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;"I'M PERSONABLE": I give lots of unsolicited personal advice. &lt;br /&gt;"I'M EXTREMELY PROFESSIONAL": I carry a Day-Timer. &lt;br /&gt;"I AM ADAPTABLE": I've changed jobs a lot. &lt;br /&gt;"I AM ON THE GO": I'm never at my desk. &lt;br /&gt;"I'M HIGHLY MOTIVATED TO SUCCEED": The minute I find a better job, I'm outta here. &lt;br /&gt;"COMPETITIVE SALARY": We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors. &lt;br /&gt;"JOIN OUR FAST-PACED COMPANY": We have no time to train you. &lt;br /&gt;"CASUAL WORK ATMOSPHERE": We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up. &lt;br /&gt;"MUST BE DEADLINE ORIENTED": You'll be six months behind schedule on your first day. &lt;br /&gt;"SOME OVERTIME REQUIRED": Some time each night and some time each weekend. &lt;br /&gt;"DUTIES WILL VARY": Anyone in the office can boss you around. &lt;br /&gt;"MUST HAVE AN EYE FOR DETAIL": We have no quality control. &lt;br /&gt;"CAREER-MINDED": Female applicants must be childless (and remain that way). &lt;br /&gt;"I'M NOT A CLOCK-WATCHER:" But I will check my JOTD...everyday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny sees his Daddy's car passing the playground and going into the woods. Curious, he follows the car and sees Daddy and Aunt Jane kissing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny finds this so exciting and can barely contain himself as he runs home and starts to tell his mother excitedly. "MOMMY, MOMMY, I WAS AT THE PLAYGROUND AND DADDY AND..." Mommy tells him to slow down, but that she wants to hear the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Johnny tells her. "I was at the playground and I saw Daddy's car go into the woods with Aunt Jane. I went to look and Daddy was giving Aunt Jane a big kiss, then he helped her take off her shirt, then Aunt Jane helped Daddy take his pants off, then Aunt Jane laid down on the seat, then Daddy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At this point, Mommy cut him off and said, "Johnny such an interesting story, suppose you save the rest of it for supper time. I want to see the look on Daddy's face when you tell it tonight." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the dinner table, Mommy asks Johnny to tell his story. &lt;br /&gt;He describes the car into the woods, the undressing, laying down on the seat, and, "then Daddy and Aunt Jane did that same thing Mommy and Uncle Jeff used to do when Daddy was in the Army."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3034725516142768695?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3034725516142768695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3034725516142768695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3034725516142768695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3034725516142768695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/laughter-iii.html' title='Laughter III.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3191650777389061739</id><published>2008-03-25T11:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:11.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKE EVERY MONDAY, A WINNING MONDAY!</title><content type='html'>Alright, it's a tiresome weekend,&lt;br /&gt;so we have to relieve ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys went to destress in Party World earlier,&lt;br /&gt;received a call from nen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on i had to go to Pandan Garden for servicing,&lt;br /&gt;so gotten be home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, went over to Geylang, for Kokhao recommendation again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htoGLmdRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fo1VBvL4wKY/s1600-h/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htoGLmdRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fo1VBvL4wKY/s320/Image084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181511906911221010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GongBao" Frog leg porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htfWLmdQI/AAAAAAAAASI/uyzZpumEvDI/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htfWLmdQI/AAAAAAAAASI/uyzZpumEvDI/s320/Image086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181511756587365634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Hor Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htGmLmdPI/AAAAAAAAASA/Q3JkR2pz9f0/s1600-h/Image085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htGmLmdPI/AAAAAAAAASA/Q3JkR2pz9f0/s320/Image085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181511331385603314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mussels and Olyster Omelette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper, kokhao reckon that it's not every monday like this monday,&lt;br /&gt;so we had to give ideas after ideas,&lt;br /&gt;initially plans to go clark quay or town for some coffee session,&lt;br /&gt;but due to a sucker who's driving a Civic 1.8(white),&lt;br /&gt;we changed our destination to Mount Faber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i know nothing is up there,&lt;br /&gt;but still, go see look see look.&lt;br /&gt;People always like to say Mt Faber is a romantic place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing with the Binoculars,&lt;br /&gt;so i suggest to take aphoto with "Friendster" material.&lt;br /&gt;And nen goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hueGLmdSI/AAAAAAAAASY/ne5L2rl1O4o/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hueGLmdSI/AAAAAAAAASY/ne5L2rl1O4o/s320/Image087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181512834624156962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Clap-Clap, hahaha, idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hvFGLmdTI/AAAAAAAAASg/CXEcQMqRGZ4/s1600-h/Image089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hvFGLmdTI/AAAAAAAAASg/CXEcQMqRGZ4/s320/Image089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181513504639055154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, i wanted to take some photo for memorial okie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing, we walk out of the toilet, &lt;br /&gt;and smoke, i told kokhao; "Smoke la.. NOT EVERY MONDAY YOU CAN SMOKE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hveGLmdUI/AAAAAAAAASo/d_lcMXSPor0/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hveGLmdUI/AAAAAAAAASo/d_lcMXSPor0/s320/Image090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181513934135784770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hvrGLmdVI/AAAAAAAAASw/syoZXnTpuNU/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hvrGLmdVI/AAAAAAAAASw/syoZXnTpuNU/s320/Image091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514157474084178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hv8GLmdWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9SwugzRoFAY/s1600-h/Image092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hv8GLmdWI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9SwugzRoFAY/s320/Image092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514449531860322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errie pathway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hwL2LmdXI/AAAAAAAAATA/OgTdke4lz6g/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-hwL2LmdXI/AAAAAAAAATA/OgTdke4lz6g/s320/Image096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514720114799986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be act Ghostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, wanted to bring them to Esplanet,&lt;br /&gt;because they dont wana go home earlier,&lt;br /&gt;saw the Singapore Flyer again,&lt;br /&gt;but i was lost,&lt;br /&gt;and very lost.&lt;br /&gt;so rounding around the CNB area instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, agh, 2 mistake,&lt;br /&gt;i pray that please no hipcups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to be safety driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3191650777389061739?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3191650777389061739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3191650777389061739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3191650777389061739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3191650777389061739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/make-every-monday-winning-monday.html' title='MAKE EVERY MONDAY, A WINNING MONDAY!'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R-htoGLmdRI/AAAAAAAAASQ/fo1VBvL4wKY/s72-c/Image084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-7395957947165580567</id><published>2008-03-21T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:40:53.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter II.</title><content type='html'>* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;La or Le? &lt;br /&gt;A French teacher was explaining to her class that in French, unlike &lt;br /&gt;English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine. House" is &lt;br /&gt;feminine - "la maison." "Pencil" is masculine - "le crayon." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student asked, "What gender is 'computer'?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two &lt;br /&gt;groups male and female - and asked them to decide for themselves whether &lt;br /&gt;"computer" should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was &lt;br /&gt;asked to give four reasons for their recommendation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men's group decided that "computer" should definitely be of the &lt;br /&gt;feminine gender ("la computer"), because: &lt;br /&gt;1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic. &lt;br /&gt;2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is &lt;br /&gt;incomprehensible to everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for &lt;br /&gt;possible later review. &lt;br /&gt;4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending &lt;br /&gt;half your salary on accessories for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine &lt;br /&gt;("le computer") because: &lt;br /&gt;1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on. &lt;br /&gt;2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves! &lt;br /&gt;3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they &lt;br /&gt;ARE the problem. &lt;br /&gt;4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you had waited a &lt;br /&gt;little longer, you could have got a better model. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Guess what ...... The women won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Wives are wives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman wanted to reach her husband on his mobile &lt;br /&gt;phone but discovered that she was out of credit, She &lt;br /&gt;instructed her son to use his own phone to pass across &lt;br /&gt;an urgent message to his daddy who was on site. After &lt;br /&gt;junior had called, he got back to mummy to inform her &lt;br /&gt;that there was a lady that picked up daddy's phone the &lt;br /&gt;three times he tried reaching dad on the mobile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited impatiently for her husband to return from &lt;br /&gt;work and upon seeing him in the driveway, she rushed &lt;br /&gt;out and gave him a tight slap, and she slapped him &lt;br /&gt;again, for good measure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from the neighborhood rushed around to find out &lt;br /&gt;what the cause of the commotion was. The woman asked &lt;br /&gt;junior to tell everybody what the lady said to him &lt;br /&gt;when he called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior said "The subscriber you have dialed is not &lt;br /&gt;available at present. Please Try Again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;To The Sun!   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A Russian, an American, and a Blonde were talking one day. The Russian said, "We were the first in space!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American said, "We were the first on the moon!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blonde said, "So what? We're going to be the first on the Sun!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Russian and the American looked at each other and shook their heads. "You can't land on the sun! You'll burn up!" said the Russian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the Blonde replied, "We're not stupid, you know. We're going at night!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;At The Doctor's   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor's office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Impossible!" says the doctor, "Show me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left arm and screamed, then she pushed her elbow and screamed in even more. She pushed her knee and screamed; likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said, "You're not really a redhead, are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, no" she said, "I'm actually a blonde." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought so," the doctor said, "Your finger is broken." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man comes home, finds his wife with his friend in bed . He shoots his friend and kills him. &lt;br /&gt;Wife says "If you behave like this, you will lose ALL your friends" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small boy wrote to Santa Claus, "Send me a brother" &lt;br /&gt;Santa wrote back," SEND ME YOUR MOTHER" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the definition of Mistress? &lt;br /&gt;Someone between the Mister and Mattress &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband asks , "Do u know the meaning of WIFE?? &lt;br /&gt;Without Information Fighting Everytime &lt;br /&gt;Wife replies, "No, It means, With Idiot For Ever!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between stress, tension and panic? &lt;br /&gt;Stress is when wife is pregnant, &lt;br /&gt;Tension is when girlfriend is pregnant, &lt;br /&gt;and Panic is when both are pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Do you know the importance of a period? &lt;br /&gt;Kid: Yeah, once my sister said she has missed one, my mom fainted, dad got a heart attack &amp; our driver ran away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A women asks man who is traveling with six children, &lt;br /&gt;"Are all these kids yours??" &lt;br /&gt;The man replies, " No, I work in a condom factory and these are customer complaints". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young boy asks his Dad, "What is the difference between confident and confidential. &lt;br /&gt;Dad says, "You are my son, I'm confident about that. &lt;br /&gt;Your friend over there, is also my son, that's confidential!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;A virgin's nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl asks her boyfriend to &lt;br /&gt;come &lt;br /&gt;over &lt;br /&gt;Friday night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have dinner with her parents. Since this is &lt;br /&gt;such a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big event, the girl announces to her boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, she would like to go out and make &lt;br /&gt;love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the boy is ecstatic, but he has never had &lt;br /&gt;sex &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacist to &lt;br /&gt;get &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some condoms. He tells the pharmacist it's his &lt;br /&gt;first time and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pharmacist helps the boy for about an &lt;br /&gt;hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells the boy everything there is to know &lt;br /&gt;about &lt;br /&gt;condoms and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy &lt;br /&gt;how &lt;br /&gt;many &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;condoms he'd like to buy, a 3-pack, 10-pack, or &lt;br /&gt;family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pack. The boy insists on the family pack &lt;br /&gt;because &lt;br /&gt;he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first &lt;br /&gt;time &lt;br /&gt;and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, the boy shows up at the girl's &lt;br /&gt;parents &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house and meets his girlfriend at the door. &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited for you to meet my parents, come on &lt;br /&gt;in!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner &lt;br /&gt;table &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where the girl's parents are seated. The boy &lt;br /&gt;quickly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offers to say grace and bows his head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in &lt;br /&gt;prayer, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his head down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes pass, and still no movement from &lt;br /&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, &lt;br /&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend leans over and whispers to the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend, "I had no idea you were this &lt;br /&gt;religious." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy turns, and whispers back, "I had no &lt;br /&gt;idea &lt;br /&gt;your &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father was a pharmacist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;LETTER TO DAD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to &lt;br /&gt;see &lt;br /&gt;the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he &lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;br /&gt;an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the pillow. It &lt;br /&gt;was &lt;br /&gt;addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope &lt;br /&gt;and read the letter with trembling hands:- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dad, &lt;br /&gt;It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm &lt;br /&gt;leaving home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid &lt;br /&gt;a &lt;br /&gt;scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randy &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too - &lt;br /&gt;even &lt;br /&gt;with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle &lt;br /&gt;clothes. &lt;br /&gt;But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that &lt;br /&gt;he wants &lt;br /&gt;me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even &lt;br /&gt;though &lt;br /&gt;Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is &lt;br /&gt;it?), &lt;br /&gt;and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of &lt;br /&gt;our &lt;br /&gt;relationship, don't you agree? &lt;br /&gt;Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the &lt;br /&gt;woods and &lt;br /&gt;has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other &lt;br /&gt;girlfriends &lt;br /&gt;as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants &lt;br /&gt;to have many &lt;br /&gt;more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too. Randy &lt;br /&gt;taught me &lt;br /&gt;that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be growing it &lt;br /&gt;for us and we'll &lt;br /&gt;trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. &lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, &lt;br /&gt;we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get &lt;br /&gt;better; he sure &lt;br /&gt;deserves it!! Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how &lt;br /&gt;to take care &lt;br /&gt;of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to &lt;br /&gt;know your &lt;br /&gt;grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter, &lt;br /&gt;Rosie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO". Hands still &lt;br /&gt;trembling, &lt;br /&gt;her father turned the sheet, and read: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's &lt;br /&gt;house. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than &lt;br /&gt;my &lt;br /&gt;report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call &lt;br /&gt;when it is safe for me to come home. &lt;br /&gt;I love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Assorted Jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body Language &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman gets on a city bus. She looks at the driver and holds up one hand; &lt;br /&gt;the driver holds up two hands. &lt;br /&gt;Next, the woman points up; the driver points down. Then, the woman grabs &lt;br /&gt;her breast; the driver grabs his crotch. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, the woman grabs her butt and gets off the bus. &lt;br /&gt;A curious passenger asked the bus driver what the odd motions were all &lt;br /&gt;about. &lt;br /&gt;The driver explained, "The woman is a deaf-mute. She asked me if a bus &lt;br /&gt;ride is five cents, and I told her it was ten cents. &lt;br /&gt;Next, she asked if the bus was going uptown, and I told her it was going &lt;br /&gt;downtown. Then, she asked if the bus was going pass the milk-farm, and I &lt;br /&gt;told her it was going pass the ball-park." &lt;br /&gt;The passenger interjected, "Okay, but why did she grab her butt as she &lt;br /&gt;left the bus?" &lt;br /&gt;The driver continued, she replied "Oh shit, I'm on the wrong bus!" &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes name... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Peter Stuyvesant &lt;br /&gt;I have two friends, Benson and Hedges &lt;br /&gt;I came from the city of Marlboro, &lt;br /&gt;In the Salem high country &lt;br /&gt;I Always carry a Mild Seven &lt;br /&gt;I rode on a White Horse &lt;br /&gt;Going to Kingsway in Kent &lt;br /&gt;It was Lucky Strike I fell in love &lt;br /&gt;With the daughter of Master Duke &lt;br /&gt;Her name Was YSL &lt;br /&gt;We got married by Perillys, the priest &lt;br /&gt;We checked in at the house of Dunhill &lt;br /&gt;And booked into room number 555 &lt;br /&gt;I laid her on the bed made of Gold Leaf &lt;br /&gt;I played with her two Matterhorns &lt;br /&gt;When I poked in my Rothmans King Size &lt;br /&gt;She cried in delight, "You are a Rough Rider!!!" &lt;br /&gt;You are riding like a mad Camel &lt;br /&gt;When I asked her if she is satisfied &lt;br /&gt;She answered" I want MORE!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly she turned around and asked me if I want to &lt;br /&gt;enter her Gudang Garam. &lt;br /&gt;She said... depan belakang puas, barulah Sampoerna!!! &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is ashamed of his penis because of the size. He has an extremely &lt;br /&gt;small penis and doesn't want his girlfriend to dump him when she sees the &lt;br /&gt;size. &lt;br /&gt;One night when he and his girlfriend are making out in a dark corner he &lt;br /&gt;decides he will show it to her. The man unzips his pants, whips out his &lt;br /&gt;small dick, and shoves it into her hand.He sits there impatiently waiting &lt;br /&gt;to see her reaction. &lt;br /&gt;His girlfriend says, "Thanks for offering,but I don't smoke." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A secretary complained about her boss.... She says "My boss is so sex-crazed. &lt;br /&gt;Everytime he comes into the office, I must do the LAPTOP position, and then &lt;br /&gt;the DESKTOP position, followed by the SPREADSHEET format. I must LOAD UP &lt;br /&gt;his SOFT DISK into a HARD DISK, so that he can INSERT in my C DRIVE and &lt;br /&gt;then the A DRIVE. Then he'll ask me to EJECT his SOFTWARE outside my C &lt;br /&gt;DRIVE so that he is VIRUS FREE.Then he changes his mind and decide to &lt;br /&gt;ENTER, ENTER, ENTER the whole day till he is in MICROSOFT stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Johnson got himself a new secretary. She was young, sweet, and very &lt;br /&gt;polite. One day while taking dictation, she noticed his fly was open When &lt;br /&gt;leaving the room, she said, "Mr.Johnson, your barracks door is open. He &lt;br /&gt;did not understand her remark, but later on he happened to look down and saw &lt;br /&gt;that his zipper was open. He decided to have some fun with his secretary. &lt;br /&gt;Calling her in, he asked, "By the way Miss Jone, when you saw my barracks &lt;br /&gt;door was open this morning, did you also notice a soldier standing at &lt;br /&gt;attention " The secretary, who was quite witty replied, "Why no sir,all I &lt;br /&gt;saw was a little disabled veteran sitting on two duffel bags." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An 80 year old man is having his annual check-up at his doctor's office. &lt;br /&gt;He says to the doctor,"I've never felt better in my whole life. In fact, I &lt;br /&gt;have a 20 year old bride who's pregnant and having my child. What do you &lt;br /&gt;think of that!!!" &lt;br /&gt;The doctor thinks for a second and then says,"Let me tell you a story. I &lt;br /&gt;know this guy who's an avid hunter. He never misses a hunting season. But &lt;br /&gt;one day he's in a hurry to go hunting and he accidentally grabs his &lt;br /&gt;umbrella instead of his rifle. So he's in the wood and suddenly giant &lt;br /&gt;grizzly bear appears out of nowhere. He raises his umbrella, points at the &lt;br /&gt;bear, squeezes the handle and the bear drops dead in front of him. What do &lt;br /&gt;you think of that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man says,"That's impossible. Someone else must have shot that bear!". &lt;br /&gt;"EXACTLY" says the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology Lesson in Class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a Biology class, the teacher asked the class: "Why is that during &lt;br /&gt;childhood, gals tend to grow taller than guys?" &lt;br /&gt;A student replied: "That's because guys have "balls" and that weighs them down." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Then why is that at maturity, guys tend to grow taller than gals?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: "That's because gals have breasts and they are heavier than the guy's "balls" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher FAINTED. &lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Jokes II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Chinese walks into a bar in America late one night and he saw Steven Spielberg. As he was a great fan of his movies, he rushes over to him, and asks for his autograph. Instead, Spielberg gives him a slap and says, "You Chinese people bombed our Pearl Habour, get outta here." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The astonished Chinese man replied, "It was not the Chinese who bombed your PearlHarbour, it was the Japanese". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese, you're all the same," replied &lt;br /&gt;Spielberg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In return, the Chinese gives Spielberg a slap and says, "You sank the Titanic, my forefathers were on that ship." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked, Spielberg replies, "It was the iceberg that sank the ship, &lt;br /&gt;not me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese replies, "Iceberg, Spielberg, Carlsberg, you're all the &lt;br /&gt;same ." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION: How do you know frogs are Hokkien? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER : Because when it's cold, they go "kwah, kwah, kwah". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION : How do Hokkien prawns laugh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER: Hae hae hae (hokkien for prawns) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION: How do Hokkien fish laugh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER : Hee hee hee (hokkien for fish) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a classic.............. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION : What's the difference between Ang-mor and Hokkien fairy tales? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER: Ang-mor fairy tales begin with "Once upon a time..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Hokkien fairy tales begin with "Lim Peh ka li kong..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question : Osama, Bush , Blair and Saddam play mahjong. Who will win first? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Saddam Hussein because Saddam Hu Xian ($B8U@h(J) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question : What did Batman say when he fell down? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer : Painful Sia... (Bian fu sia) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;From a guy's point of view &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so &lt;br /&gt;much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I &lt;br /&gt;have never figured out why men think with their head and women with &lt;br /&gt;their heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting &lt;br /&gt;into bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says "I don't &lt;br /&gt;feel like it, I just want you to hold me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to &lt;br /&gt;hear... &lt;br /&gt;"You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for &lt;br /&gt;me to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to my puzzled &lt;br /&gt;look by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do &lt;br /&gt;for you in the bedroom?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with &lt;br /&gt;her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big &lt;br /&gt;unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on &lt;br /&gt;several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one &lt;br /&gt;to take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to &lt;br /&gt;compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit. &lt;br /&gt;We &lt;br /&gt;went onto the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond &lt;br /&gt;earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have thought I &lt;br /&gt;was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me &lt;br /&gt;because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how &lt;br /&gt;to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, "That's &lt;br /&gt;fine, honey." &lt;br /&gt;She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. &lt;br /&gt;Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all &lt;br /&gt;dear, let's go to the cashier." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't &lt;br /&gt;feel like it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled &lt;br /&gt;WHAT?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said "honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. &lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;br /&gt;just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to &lt;br /&gt;satisfy your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this look &lt;br /&gt;like she was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me for &lt;br /&gt;who I am and not for the things I buy you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least she &lt;br /&gt;knows I'm smarter than her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-7395957947165580567?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7395957947165580567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=7395957947165580567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7395957947165580567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/7395957947165580567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/laughter-ii.html' title='Laughter II.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-4690254065720921205</id><published>2008-03-17T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:58:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter.</title><content type='html'>*Priest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Forgive me father for I have sinned." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "What have you done my child?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "I called a man a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Why did you call him a son of a bitch?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Because he touched my hand." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (As he touches her hand) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Thats no reason to call a man a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he touched my breast." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he touched her breast) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Thats no reason to call him a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he took off my clothes, &lt;br /&gt;father." Priest: "Like this?" (as he takes off her clothes) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Thats no reason to call him a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he stuck his you know what into my you know where." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Like this?" (as he stuck his you know what into her you know where) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Yes father." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "Thats no reason to call him a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "Then he pumped me fast and furious..." &lt;br /&gt;Priest: The priest pumps her fast and says "Thats no reason to call him a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "YES FATHER, YES FATHER, YES FATHER!!!" &lt;br /&gt;Priest: (after a few minutes): "Ahh... Thats no reason to call him a son of a bitch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: "But father he had AIDS!" &lt;br /&gt;Priest: "THAT SON OF A BITCH!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROMANCE MATHEMATICS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart man + smart woman = romance &lt;br /&gt;Smart man + dumb woman = affair &lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + smart woman = marriage &lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy &lt;br /&gt;______________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFICE ARITHMETIC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + smart employee = profit &lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + dumb employee = production &lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion &lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING MATH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs. &lt;br /&gt;A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need. &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. &lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife. &lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. &lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man. &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little. &lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all. &lt;br /&gt;______________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONGEVITY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die. &lt;br /&gt;______________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROPENSITY TO CHANGE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't. &lt;br /&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does. &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument. &lt;br /&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument. &lt;br /&gt;_____________________________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED &lt;br /&gt;Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to his lawyer and told him "My neighbour owes me $500 and he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't want to pay up. What should I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have any proof ?",asked the lawyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope," replied the man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, then write him a letter asking him for the $1000 he owed you," &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said the lawyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But its only $500!" replied the man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Precisely, that's what he will reply and we will have the proof we &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need," said the lawyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================== &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor of a contract law class asked one of his better students, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you were to give someone an orange, how would you go about it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student replied, "Here's an orange." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor was outraged. "No! No! Think like a lawyer!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student then replied, "Okay. I'd tell him 'I hereby give and convey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you all and singular, my estate and interests, rights, claim, title, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claim and advantages of and in, said orange, together with all its &lt;br /&gt;rind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juice, pulp, and seeds, and all rights and advantages with full power &lt;br /&gt;to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bite, cut, freeze and otherwise eat, the same, or give the same away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with and without the pulp, juice, rind and seeds, anything herein &lt;br /&gt;before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or hereinafter or in any deed, or deeds, instruments of whatever nature &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind whatsoever to the contrary in anywise notwithstanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dog ran into a butcher shop and grabbed a roast off the counter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, the butcher recognised the dog as belonging to a neighbour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbour happened to be a lawyer. Incensed at the theft, the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butcher called up his neighbour and said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, if your dog stole a roast from my butcher shop, would you be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liable for the cost of the meat?" The lawyer replied, "Of course, how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much was the roast?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"$7.98." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later the butcher received a check in the mail for $7.98. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached to it was an invoice that read: Legal Consultation Service: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$150. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================== &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer's son wanted to follow in his father's footsteps, so he went &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to law school. He graduated with honours, and then went home to join &lt;br /&gt;his father's firm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of his first day at work he rushed into his father's office, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and said, "Father, father, in one day I broke the accident case that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been working on for ten years!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father responded: "You idiot, we lived on the funding of that case &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ten years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Acronyms for Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDI : Another Ugly Deutsche Invention &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMW : Brings Me Women but Broke My Wallet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIAT : Failure in Italian Automotive Technology &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORD : Fast Only Rolling Downhill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYUNDAI : Hope You Understand Nothing's Driveable and Inexpensive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAAB : Shape Appears Ass-Backwards &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBARU : Screwed Up Beyond All Repair Usually &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOLVO : Very Odd Looking Vehicular Object &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORSCHE : Proof Of Rich Spoiled Children Having Everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4690254065720921205?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4690254065720921205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4690254065720921205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4690254065720921205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4690254065720921205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/laughter.html' title='Laughter.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-2881578706487600226</id><published>2008-03-15T11:03:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visits.</title><content type='html'>On the 13th, my uncle came over for a short stay from Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;Supposinly, they should reach here by 9pm,&lt;br /&gt;but their arrival was delayed due to the terrorist currently on the run.&lt;br /&gt;Till 11pm+, they couldn't get out of checkpoint,&lt;br /&gt;so my dad and i went over there to fetch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th, Took them over to my dad place for breakfast, &lt;br /&gt;went to NUH,&lt;br /&gt;alright, disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked Streetdirectory.com, and confirmed with my dad,&lt;br /&gt;not to my knowing, PIE connect to AYE splits into 2,&lt;br /&gt;AYE (City) &amp; AYE (Jurong).&lt;br /&gt;On the sight of seeing AYE (City) traffic congestion, &lt;br /&gt;i decided to try my luck to AYE (Jurong),&lt;br /&gt;thinking that Bouna Vista should be near Jurong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, i made a big detour to Tuas,&lt;br /&gt;but manage to reach NUH on time tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, was planning to have a walk in Vivocity,&lt;br /&gt;but again, i exited another side of AYE (Keppel Road), &lt;br /&gt;and went to Marina unknowningly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a blessing in disguise, &lt;br /&gt;my uncle family have been saying wanted to try Singapore Flyer the first moment they reached Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;so make a turn and yes, it's opened for public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that it's completed, &lt;br /&gt;but i can't remember when, &lt;br /&gt;as i remember that it will first be open for the orangnisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-VkKHDoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/VuPSj8UyOnc/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-VkKHDoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/VuPSj8UyOnc/s320/Image037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177800736796774018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price are 29.50 for adult, 23.50 for senior, and i forgotten the place for child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-mEKHDpI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vlsc_CyA5Lc/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-mEKHDpI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vlsc_CyA5Lc/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177801020264615570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that the moment i step into the cabin,&lt;br /&gt;I almost went hypertension,&lt;br /&gt;I feel dizzy and giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-8kKHDqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GzBbhWnPsF4/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-8kKHDqI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GzBbhWnPsF4/s320/Image039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177801406811672226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View of the "depths of the Flyer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s_XEKHDrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bzuI00beitg/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s_XEKHDrI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bzuI00beitg/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177801862078205618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this photo,&lt;br /&gt;An arc of the flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP VIEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s_s0KHDsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/lHHIGOz6uIs/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tAKkKHDuI/AAAAAAAAAQo/E1NNLXaTkRU/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177802746841468642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tAAEKHDtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3tgkVLn6uHE/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tAAEKHDtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3tgkVLn6uHE/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177802566452842194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBbkKHD2I/AAAAAAAAARo/_ojgDGrqZb4/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBbkKHD2I/AAAAAAAAARo/_ojgDGrqZb4/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177804138410872674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBTEKHD1I/AAAAAAAAARg/uHFaJs96vQk/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBTEKHD1I/AAAAAAAAARg/uHFaJs96vQk/s320/Image070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177803992381984594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBOUKHD0I/AAAAAAAAARY/7jNh_UrplxU/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBOUKHD0I/AAAAAAAAARY/7jNh_UrplxU/s320/Image066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177803910777605954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBG0KHDzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lm6CvqJeBF8/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBG0KHDzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/lm6CvqJeBF8/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177803781928587058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A China tourist questioned her friend;&lt;br /&gt;How do i prove that im at the top of the Flyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tAwUKHDxI/AAAAAAAAARA/5U5jSy5esYA/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tAwUKHDxI/AAAAAAAAARA/5U5jSy5esYA/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177803395381530386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tA7kKHDyI/AAAAAAAAARI/RPu7j80xwQw/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tA7kKHDyI/AAAAAAAAARI/RPu7j80xwQw/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177803588655058722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBu0KHD3I/AAAAAAAAARw/jsAXtdAOD_Q/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tBu0KHD3I/AAAAAAAAARw/jsAXtdAOD_Q/s320/Image067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177804469123354482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Top View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tB6EKHD4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/IdnXQzni-zo/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9tB6EKHD4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/IdnXQzni-zo/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177804662396882818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid 29.50, of course must take a photo right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//*&lt;br /&gt;Rahh! i was about to post the last photo explaining how to get inside the cabin!&lt;br /&gt;alright guess gotten try again later.&lt;br /&gt;*//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting into the cabin is similar to cable car, &lt;br /&gt;u will have to jump into the moving Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry it move relatively slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home earlier than i expected,&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to have a rest and shower.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for my bro to come home,&lt;br /&gt;went over to Kia Xiang for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear  i eat flot these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to my brother place,&lt;br /&gt;played with Wendelynn,&lt;br /&gt;shall upload the picture the next time when im free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack;&lt;br /&gt;Why do parent take their child as stake to well.. showoff ?&lt;br /&gt;else it will be the places they visited.&lt;br /&gt;so typical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! &lt;br /&gt;Another complete post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2881578706487600226?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2881578706487600226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2881578706487600226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2881578706487600226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2881578706487600226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/visits.html' title='Visits.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R9s-VkKHDoI/AAAAAAAAAP4/VuPSj8UyOnc/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-5717571473129872135</id><published>2008-03-11T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:07:24.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips on getting more from your petrol.</title><content type='html'>Only fill up your car early morning when the ground temperature is still cold. Remember that all service stations have their storage tanks buried below ground. The colder the ground the more dense the petrol, when it gets warmer petrol expands, so buying in the afternoon or in the evening....your litre is not exactly a litre. In the petroleum business, the specific gravity and the temperature of the petrol, diesel and jet fuel, ethanol and other petroleum products plays an important role. A 1-degree rise in temperature is a big deal for this business. But the service stations do not have temperature compensation at the pumps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're filling up do not squeeze the trigger of the nozzle to a fast mode. If you look you will see that the trigger has three (3) stages: low, middle, and high. In slow mode you should be pumping on low speed, thereby &lt;br /&gt;minimizing the vapors that are created while you are pumping. All hoses at the pump have a vapor return. If you are pumping on the fast rate, some of the liquid that goes to your tank becomes vapor. Those vapors are being &lt;br /&gt;sucked up and back into the underground storage tank so you're getting less worth for your money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important tips is to fill up when your gas tank is HALF FULL or HALF EMPTY. The reason for this is, the more gas you have in your tank the less air occupying its empty space. Petrol evaporates faster than you can imagine. Petrol storage tanks have an internal floating roof. This roof serves as zero clearance between the gas and the atmosphere, so it minimizes the evaporation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reminder, if there is a tanker pumping into the storage tanks when you stop to fill petrol, DO NOT fill up--most likely the petrol is being stirred up as the gas is being delivered, and you might pick up some of the dirt that normally settles on the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will help you get the most value for your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//* One of my lecturer whos father-in-law was a taxi driver, once told me that, you should refill your tank when it's half-tank, because petrol evapourate fast. Quite smiliar to this article, so most prolly it might be true. *//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-5717571473129872135?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5717571473129872135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=5717571473129872135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5717571473129872135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/5717571473129872135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/tips-on-getting-more-from-your-petrol.html' title='Tips on getting more from your petrol.'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3209222685546592489</id><published>2008-03-06T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:25:52.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ViCom</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, went down to Hair Addicts for some haircut,&lt;br /&gt;alright straight to the point, &lt;br /&gt;i really think, Preston is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everytime i let him cut my hair, &lt;br /&gt;he would definitely without fail leave me a side fringe on my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FGAY.&lt;br /&gt;but it's too late now, &lt;br /&gt;guess i'll cut it tomorrow morning myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to the town after that to check out movie timeslot,&lt;br /&gt;don't have a suitable ones, and we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my fucking ERP IU is fucking me again.&lt;br /&gt;for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im that pissed off that i went down to ViCom this afternoon afterwork.&lt;br /&gt;ViCom is a company in Singapore for vehicle inspection,&lt;br /&gt;bro warned me to wind down window, &lt;br /&gt;and dont "tua" inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, the funny thing is,&lt;br /&gt;the cashcard suppose to be in working condition he said it's spoil,&lt;br /&gt;the one that make me pay dont know how many times of fine he said is working perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, and he confirmed that my IU is working fine, &lt;br /&gt;but lucky he gave me a recipt stating that my cashcard is faulty,&lt;br /&gt;and will be waived off the fine this time,&lt;br /&gt;now all i have to wait is LTA fucking letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, then went to refund both the cashcard, and bought another one,&lt;br /&gt;i think soon i can collect awhole chunk of cashcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAhhh.. this question is back to me again,&lt;br /&gt;if i don't drive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if any bad experience of me while driving, just don't take it to heart, i don't know what's got into me. &lt;br /&gt;//peace.&lt;br /&gt;for the weak and woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3209222685546592489?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3209222685546592489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3209222685546592489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3209222685546592489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3209222685546592489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/vicom.html' title='ViCom'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-3116336868378700847</id><published>2008-03-05T01:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:14.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro Car Plate</title><content type='html'>I figured some of you might want to ask what a euro car plate look like,&lt;br /&gt;so;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R82ChXBKeZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YtAQA2r6CbE/s1600-h/euro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R82ChXBKeZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YtAQA2r6CbE/s320/euro.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173935056544758162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. my loved car plate, ultra small size, ultra slim, and ultra chio'ness.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, S'pore Govt. dont like nice things..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-3116336868378700847?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3116336868378700847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=3116336868378700847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3116336868378700847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/3116336868378700847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/euro-car-plate.html' title='Euro Car Plate'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R82ChXBKeZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/YtAQA2r6CbE/s72-c/euro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-4090271359314949247</id><published>2008-03-03T01:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:16.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=C.B.K=- People Association Holiday Flat '08</title><content type='html'>Recalling back 2 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;Our clique went to PA Holiday Flat before the commencing of polytechnic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 2 years later,&lt;br /&gt;we came back to the same place, we before went to major our course or attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, have to say it's alil too long for a chalet,&lt;br /&gt;but i must say that the place really have memories of us, &lt;br /&gt;and yes, the rest of the clique will definitely reminds me of Drunken Monkey video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th, met up together with Weihai, Kokhao, Ben and Mervyn,&lt;br /&gt;went down quite early,&lt;br /&gt;after settled down, we went to White Sand for Lunch, &lt;br /&gt;Sakae, what a mistake, ate to the max, &lt;br /&gt;while having BBQ in the night,&lt;br /&gt;this prolly explain why our BBQ start only at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the girls came over around 12, slacked around,&lt;br /&gt;and we had games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rkNHsYdQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CIXFLIumPQ/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rkNHsYdQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CIXFLIumPQ/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173198036043068674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline Booster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tong or I suggested that we split into team to PK.&lt;br /&gt;okie, the result is disaster,&lt;br /&gt;At least 3(-5) person puked,&lt;br /&gt;but i think, without all this "disaster" it wont be this fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stayed up till 9am, &lt;br /&gt;blasted music, waking up others who's soundly asleep in the room,&lt;br /&gt;so we can have the bed, &lt;br /&gt;COMMAND AND CONQUER i will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th, Waking up at around 11am,&lt;br /&gt;chat about all the disaster that happened last night,&lt;br /&gt;till 2pm, off to meet up with Mahes, Ruina, Philip and his gf,&lt;br /&gt;was a early celebration for Mahes 20th birthday,&lt;br /&gt;we watched "Sea Horse" mmmm... haha.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's basically based on a myth that happen on Loch, in Scotland,&lt;br /&gt;about the Dinosaur that people claim to see it in the lake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, &lt;br /&gt;Philip took us to a resuarant in Bugis, "Blu Jaz",&lt;br /&gt;mm, the food there was good, and definitely cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a good place to go actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Serangoon, &lt;br /&gt;Settled at Philip Country Club,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rmj3sYdRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QX2yZHqdXp8/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rmj3sYdRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QX2yZHqdXp8/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173200625908348178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahes, Philip and his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rm0HsYdSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kRYZCgWD_x0/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rm0HsYdSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kRYZCgWD_x0/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173200905081222434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl and her cake.&lt;br /&gt;We were there singing her birthday song out loud, and this birthday girl was actually chatting happily on phone!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, Went back to the chalet only when i woke up the next morning at 12,&lt;br /&gt;was still thinking to fetching Wei and Kel home at night, &lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, by the time i reached there,&lt;br /&gt;they had went home by themselves,&lt;br /&gt;but Henry and his girlfriend came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rained, drove over to near by mall for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;back to the chalet, &lt;br /&gt;many include me thinks it's boring,&lt;br /&gt;playing risk and mahjong,&lt;br /&gt;but still, memories alright ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, half of them went to the market,&lt;br /&gt;bought foods back for some cooking session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8roG3sYdTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YmStW--3KoM/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8roG3sYdTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YmStW--3KoM/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173202326715397426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kokhao, Henry and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some group photo before Nen, Mervyn, Po and I left,&lt;br /&gt;had to work on tuesday, &lt;br /&gt;wanted to get some rest first.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry to the few who left there, alright ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8ro1nsYdUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/z3o7fLsaKqQ/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8ro1nsYdUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/z3o7fLsaKqQ/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173203129874281794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rpdHsYdVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5FwAtjE6fus/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rpdHsYdVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5FwAtjE6fus/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173203808479114578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally took this, while positioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rpvXsYdWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/re7AG5Nqjjw/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rpvXsYdWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/re7AG5Nqjjw/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173204122011727202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked for a candid, and they gave me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rqFXsYdXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/y-lTlqhhqbU/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rqFXsYdXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/y-lTlqhhqbU/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173204499968849266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of stupid things we haven did in a chalet,&lt;br /&gt;like; Human Uno Stacko, Hum Sup Chat, Gaying around, blah blah blah etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had fun,&lt;br /&gt;well, im quite sorry for Janice Clique, &lt;br /&gt;for cleaning up the mess and got quite shocked by the disaster..&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry again, hope we'd still gather for another time tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some backtracked photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rrCHsYdYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9aHXn_3HZUE/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rrCHsYdYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/9aHXn_3HZUE/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173205543645902210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this photo, Germaine look like a lonely stray kid.&lt;br /&gt;haha. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rrZ3sYdZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qAmGsnzLhb0/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rrZ3sYdZI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qAmGsnzLhb0/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173205951667795346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls @ Ruina house for CNY visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! Completed a decent entry.&lt;br /&gt;Many upcoming wedding dinner ahead,&lt;br /&gt;one of which, my car will be one of the groommate car for my uncle kid wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Well..hopefully mum will sponser me a fulltank refill.&lt;br /&gt;hee. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-4090271359314949247?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4090271359314949247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=4090271359314949247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4090271359314949247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/4090271359314949247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/03/cbk-people-association-holiday-flat-08.html' title='-=C.B.K=- People Association Holiday Flat &apos;08'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R8rkNHsYdQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CIXFLIumPQ/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-539834636756606651</id><published>2008-02-22T10:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:17.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasir Ris People Association Holiday Flat (Chalet)</title><content type='html'>Kokhao is booking a PA holiday flat @ Pasir Ris on 29th of Feb to 4th March.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i think is suppose to be collecting the money for the chalet!&lt;br /&gt;Will be looking forward i guess? so long since we last had a chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, visited Ruina place for Chinese New Year with the rest of the class.&lt;br /&gt;So the group photos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74yCBTbOaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fjXJWICQClw/s1600-h/P1020383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74yCBTbOaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fjXJWICQClw/s320/P1020383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169624432558946722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74x8xTbOZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/S39FSokYu-0/s1600-h/P1020402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74x8xTbOZI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/S39FSokYu-0/s320/P1020402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169624342364633490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74x0BTbOYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/SPWQotxjkNg/s1600-h/P1020417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74x0BTbOYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/SPWQotxjkNg/s320/P1020417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169624192040778114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74xqxTbOXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Z0ahBXmLfB4/s1600-h/P1020423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74xqxTbOXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Z0ahBXmLfB4/s320/P1020423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169624033126988146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74xZhTbOWI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sbqVDqp3iP0/s1600-h/P1020429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74xZhTbOWI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sbqVDqp3iP0/s320/P1020429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169623736774244706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74xSBTbOVI/AAAAAAAAANw/D0NHaSTTe-E/s1600-h/P1020430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74xSBTbOVI/AAAAAAAAANw/D0NHaSTTe-E/s320/P1020430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169623607925225810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-539834636756606651?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/539834636756606651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=539834636756606651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/539834636756606651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/539834636756606651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/02/pasir-ris-people-association-holiday.html' title='Pasir Ris People Association Holiday Flat (Chalet)'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R74yCBTbOaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fjXJWICQClw/s72-c/P1020383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-1348404670134981615</id><published>2008-02-20T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T11:13:07.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>Finally, Chinese new year are about to come to an end,&lt;br /&gt;this year are pretty "colder" than all the previous year,&lt;br /&gt;gambling night to dawn, day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home after stood at Ubi for like 4 long hours,&lt;br /&gt;and mum called for me; "Watch the news at 10 tonight."&lt;br /&gt;as if she knew what i did earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, so the news on 10 was reporting that "Euro car plate is actually illegal to use in Singapore."&lt;br /&gt;and i went on to LTA website, and realise, even eyelip and tainted lamp are illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i saw the news, the first impression came to me is, what's so wrong about alittle blue segment on the carplate have a problem with law. I find it pretty ridiculous tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, weeks ago, Edison scandal was all over the internet, and one thought occurs to me; If a president of let's say US knew about the scandal, will he deploy his FBI, CIA, etc... to get him a total collection of the album? well u know, show always says that FBI is a very resourceful intelligency, and who know's maybe bush also wants to see it. Just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my life, kokhao right now is organising a Chalet @ People Association, most prolly fall on 29th to 4th March. Well, maybe the last one before he's enlisted for National Service. Hopefully everyone can come and play. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-1348404670134981615?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1348404670134981615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=1348404670134981615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1348404670134981615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/1348404670134981615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/02/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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-29027526.post-8359724020570081158</id><published>2008-02-14T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:17.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOT THE DIFFERENT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R7RIgBTbOUI/AAAAAAAAANo/TyWvhAwzPkM/s1600-h/Image0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R7RIgBTbOUI/AAAAAAAAANo/TyWvhAwzPkM/s320/Image0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166834387443726658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! 2 Evo ? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-8359724020570081158?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8359724020570081158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=8359724020570081158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8359724020570081158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/8359724020570081158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/02/spot-different.html' title='SPOT THE DIFFERENT!'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R7RIgBTbOUI/AAAAAAAAANo/TyWvhAwzPkM/s72-c/Image0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-6118489391266143905</id><published>2008-02-03T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:17:18.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-=C.B.K=- Chinese New Year Schedule #2</title><content type='html'>The long awaited of the CBK official annually legal gambling season is here again!&lt;br /&gt;Grab the best day to chop all your family and friends in gambling tables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R7JebxTbOSI/AAAAAAAAANY/l6ZYFmE6U7A/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R7JebxTbOSI/AAAAAAAAANY/l6ZYFmE6U7A/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166295553731672354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6th - DXO&lt;/s&gt; (Air Bus'ed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;7th - Kokhao&lt;/s&gt; Thanks kokhao, +$196&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;8th - Po/Hong&lt;/s&gt; Rebated, -$176&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;9th - Weihai&lt;/s&gt; mmm, -$30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10th - Mervyn&lt;/s&gt; MCL, -$10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;11th - &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12th - &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;13th -&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;14th -&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;15th - Tong&lt;/s&gt; -$28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;16th - Weihai&lt;/s&gt; (+$360, soccer night!)&lt;br /&gt;17th -&lt;br /&gt;18th -&lt;br /&gt;19th -&lt;br /&gt;20th -&lt;br /&gt;21st -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=C.B.K=- Signed . !&lt;br /&gt;Booking list;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOK NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S; Nen said previous post sound alil pissoff, but no offense to anyone alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-6118489391266143905?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6118489391266143905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=6118489391266143905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6118489391266143905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/6118489391266143905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/02/cbk-chinese-new-year-schedule-2.html' title='-=C.B.K=- Chinese New Year Schedule #2'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</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/_kv1xDmTbjGk/R7JebxTbOSI/AAAAAAAAANY/l6ZYFmE6U7A/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027526.post-2265051471344942389</id><published>2008-01-31T15:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:44:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE-CBK upcoming events!</title><content type='html'>For CBK information, please be noted that the day have not been confirmed, and will SCHEDULE IT when dates drawing nearer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please kindly do not go ask/tell around i think* blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;As i'll be having my CommonTest until the 4th, &lt;br /&gt;till then will settle all this trivials matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to whoever have told whoever, &lt;br /&gt;please go update the whoever u told to, &lt;br /&gt;with this most updated news; " HAVEN CONFIRM "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29027526-2265051471344942389?l=feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2265051471344942389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29027526&amp;postID=2265051471344942389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2265051471344942389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29027526/posts/default/2265051471344942389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feedyouraddictions.blogspot.com/2008/01/re-cbk-upcoming-events.html' title='RE-CBK upcoming events!'/><author><name>Surrending To Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06571513101624303716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
