<?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-6695400</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:01:33.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tranquil immortal</title><subtitle type='html'>blah blah blah yadda yadda... crap crap. lalala.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-6629089502696019667</id><published>2007-03-23T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:36:45.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Final Vote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bangkok 5votes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Irene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Chewy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phuket 4votes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Xing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Imm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Justin now cant confirm if he can make it for the trip. he ask us to go ahead 1st. Lter if he can make it, he would join us. Justin We hope to see you! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok..... so now bangkok....... :((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha so chewy can you check wf your fren about the promotion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and ling you ask your fren more also!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;find things that is more interesting than just shooping k..... haha ok keep in touch!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-6629089502696019667?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/6629089502696019667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/6629089502696019667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6629089502696019667' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-117441147371409162</id><published>2007-03-21T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:34:14.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Blog is back!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK so now Dr Ma is going to list down afew destination that we can go. As im sure everyone got different preference, so.. we are going to &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;VOTE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**all the price is just base on 1 agency, its just a rough price. it should near there.&lt;br /&gt;**if wana change the number of days can be consider by &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too!! haha&lt;br /&gt;**after we have choose a destination, then we will find for the cheapest for that place :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.Krabi, Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 7D6N &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- $290+ tax $119 = 409 / person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Stay @: 4 Star &lt;a href="http://www.krabilaplaya.com/Home.aspx"&gt;Krabi La Playa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- include breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is mainly water activite, but krabi alone is quite small so the rest of the days we can find package to go island hopping as near by island the beaches is much more nicer than krabi.&lt;br /&gt;for example ko phi phi, the movie "the beach" is filmed there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- maybe monsoon season&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- depend on luck for water sport&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Bangkok, Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 7D6N &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- $280 + Tax $119 = $399/person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Staying @: 3star &lt;a href="http://www.sawadee.com/hotel/bangkok/diamondcity/pictures.html"&gt;Diamond City Inn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- include breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is all about shopping shopping shopping. :p dont know what else to say. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Phuket, Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- 7D6N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- $280 + Tax $199 = $399&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Staying @: 3* &lt;a href="http://www.theroyalpalm.com"&gt;Royal palm Resortel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hotel is just situated opposite the beaches and is along a street with all the shops and stalls. and got MAC and KFC!! over here we can go for shoppings and going for water activites. and frm phuket we can travel to ko phi phi too!!!! as its quite near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- maybe monsoon season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.Bali, Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 6D5N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Estimated after tax $530/person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Staying @: 3star &lt;a href="http://www.legianbeachbali.com/"&gt;Legian paradiz hotel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 free sightseeing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 1 free dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 1 free massage (45mins)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over here is a paradize. it has everything. lots of pubs and water sports and shops and blah blah blah. during july is the perfect weather to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- peak season thats why so exp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Redang, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- 7D6N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Estimate $548/person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- all meal inculded ;breakfast, lunch, dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this place is quite exp as we are taking coach to there, and price is like this. but it a perfect time time to go as its good weather. but there is no shopping so its just pure relax. btw it is also the place where the movie "xia ri mo mo cha" is filmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- long hour travel in coach&lt;br /&gt;- if we go JB to book a coach would be much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Langkawi, Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this i forget the web site where i got the infomation. but i remb for here by plane is $300 for 3D2N.&lt;br /&gt;and i found another way to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st- take a bus from singapore to JB&lt;br /&gt;2nd- find a agency and book coach to penang (10hr)&lt;br /&gt;3rd- take a ferry to langkawi(2hr)&lt;br /&gt;4th- find a hotel and book in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by this way it cost less than $300 include the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;the less trip the reason i drop this plan is because of the number of days. but since this time we can go for around 7days i find that this is not bad. but more risky as we going to plan along the way.&lt;br /&gt;but we can get to travel more place like drop by jb shop shop then penang. or even KL if we choose to take train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so choose this if we willing to find out more detail. :p honestly i find it quite interesting haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK so now vote! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listen!~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Voting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bangkok 4 vote&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Irene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chewy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Phuket 2 vote&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Xing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Langkawi 1 vote&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;Xing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Redang 1 vote&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Irene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-117441147371409162?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/117441147371409162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/117441147371409162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#117441147371409162' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114827785467302099</id><published>2006-05-22T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T14:04:14.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attention People! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have problem here! Miss Ling, said that she will have a problem going on the 4th june, she suggest us to go on the 10th or 11th. As she will get her pay by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is it ok with everyone? or any of you willing to pay for her in advance 1st? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114827785467302099?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114827785467302099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114827785467302099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114827785467302099' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114803824763395282</id><published>2006-05-19T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T19:30:47.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This few days been very stress by the project. scared that i wouldnt be able to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;and i know my girl too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway just finish chatting with shawn and imm. just miss the days of see all the classmate in school even if not all of us are close. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn, hakim, kenny and jeremy had already confirm not going. Ling you comming?&lt;br /&gt;now getting more and more people backing out, im thinking of cancel it too. but i want to PLAY!!! im so excited about it!! hehe. shall wait for some more people to confirm before i book it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now the confirm list&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;irene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chewy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;arina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need 2 more people!!!!! so that it will be just $40 for each of us!!!&lt;br /&gt;come on lets take a break between our stressful sem k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk here something to luff about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;xiao guang!&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;you xiang wo mah?&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;yo...dang ran ar&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;zhen de mah?&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;zhen de la...pian ni you cian na ar&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;xiang ni dao yao ku&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;hao...wo xiang xing ni&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;ni ne&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;wo ye shi&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;mei tian mei ye xiang zhe ni&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;pian ren&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;wo toh bu shi ni de nu pen you&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;zhen de! wo fa shi! wo sompa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gi@N_Imm@nueL -- We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them. says:&lt;br /&gt;sompa ni si lang tao ar&lt;br /&gt;:: a certified angel you are to me too.:{Asepharagus!!} says:&lt;br /&gt;tan shi ni shi wo de nan peng you mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::don't think wild we are straight. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114803824763395282?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114803824763395282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114803824763395282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114803824763395282' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114774310899755786</id><published>2006-05-16T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T11:55:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attention 0416!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning for a gathering to play TAG PAINT BALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;it is at Ochid Country Club, for pricing is depending on how many of you want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the brief information&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am-5pm -each person $15&lt;br /&gt;5pm-12am - each person $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for to be able to share the paintball,&lt;br /&gt;minimum 1000balls- $250.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200balls- $60&lt;br /&gt;2000balls- $400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we go in a number of 20 person &amp; below,&lt;br /&gt;we will book 2hrs of the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30person - 3hr&lt;br /&gt;60person &amp;amp; above - 6hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will need to divide into groups of maximun 5 person. so will be rotating to play as anytime only 2teams is allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am estimating around 12 of us to go, but try and get more people, then will be more fun!!&lt;br /&gt;if just the 12 people going, each of us have to pay around $36++. we will pay more if we want to buy more balls.!! as they recomment 200balls for each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys if you want to go please Confirm with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 3 june or 4 june (vote in my tag board! haha! sound fun)&lt;br /&gt;time: 9am-5pm (will be cheaper, rather buy more balls!! from 3pm to 5pm is it ok? reply in my tag board! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so longing forward to it!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;for more information about the game&lt;br /&gt;visit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paintball.com.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;http://www.paintball.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paintball.com.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;PS : And guys,i know all of us are longing to meet up after 3 months and i really hope that everyone can come and have fun (plus relieve stress) altogether.Financial-wise,do something for the once in a lifetime outing please.Even though Xixing is freaking broke,he tries to gather cash and organise this entire thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do make time and come. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;With much love,AMY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7876/374/1600/pain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114774310899755786' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114663909534697266</id><published>2006-05-03T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:51:35.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i finally manage to wake up early! haha&lt;br /&gt;last night was sweet, my elder sis's 3 best friends came over to my house at 12am just to give her a suprise. and play a video of all the people wishing including ME!! haha!! my younger sis and i bastard her like hell, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up alone as usaully, then has to dress up as today i have to go NCS for and interview for my school attachment. then meet up with one of the 3 person to go together. when we reach there, the other 2 person in there already. we had a small chat before the person who interviewing us came. the girl went in first. and we saw a machine that brew coffee, tea and chocolate. so i tired and brew a chocolate to drink, its quite fun. but not successful haha! after that the lady ask the 3 of us to the interview together. the whole interview in ok. i didnt really talk much haha.&lt;br /&gt;then she asked us, who know what is NCS? we all got stuck sia haha, none of us know. we only know it got to do with Singtel Telecom as it is wirtten in the paper that they gave us haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she says, next time when we going for an interview with a company, it is always good to do some homework before going. so as to give the person a kind of feelings like you are ready to join their big family. its true.. kk must remember haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually already looking forward for the attachment, i just want to get out of this fucking lab like hell. now i just want to faster finish the programme and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i going to watch MI III after school! yeah! haha. i got addicted to moive this few days, even if the movie is suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114663909534697266?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114663909534697266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114663909534697266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114663909534697266' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114656419974533928</id><published>2006-05-02T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:36:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo im back bloging. haha! &lt;br /&gt;yup i just came back from my sis 21st birthday chalet. felt so tired. my family had to prepare all the things before the chalet, during the celebration we have entertain all the people, and at the end of the chalet we have to pack everythings. haiz... what a long 'holiday' to rest. haha. but overall its quite nice, as hardly to find times to enjoy as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, on saturday went to attend a cousin wedding, didnt want to go in the 1st place. remb the incident when i was still working at the network marketing? he is the fucking cousin. my mum had paid for the dinner so got no choice but to go. $300!! for the 5 of us. just because he want to show off in a grand wedding and my aunty paid alot for him. so my mum tot she should contribute abit. haiz... lucky fucker. btw the food suck. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;on Sunday, wake up early in the morning at 9am and start helping to cook and prepare everything. then at around 2pm, my ah beng cousin came to help and bring everything there with its lorry. the chalet is host at the Ahloha loyang. the place environment is not bad, just beside the beach. and as it is deep inside pasir ris, its quite quiet, and no mosquitos! but the sad things is i didnt really get the time to go explore and enjoy their facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole night i was been assign to be their photographer! haha! cool! i enjoy doing it. will post some master pieace of mine soon. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till night, had some problem. my small niece qiqi, suddenly acting weird, and i spent the whole night talking care of her. im so worried for her. pray that she will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, woke up early again. as qiqi and ting ting wanted to go swimming so badly as i promised haha. so me and my younger sis bought them there to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later in the evening my baby came over to wish my dad, as its my DAD Birthday! on 1st may. haha ya and my elder sis birthday is actually on 3rd May. she bought a ice cream cake from swenson, then we sing for my dad and cut the cake. and you know what? the knife broke! haha!&lt;br /&gt;then me and my family played mahjong while watch superband. and my girl by my side all the while, thats why i keep winning, haha! the wan zi, tong zi, qin fai, hong zhong, bai ban, dong nan xi bei feng all is my friend on that day. haha!! but too bad not playing money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slowly walk my girl out to downtown east, had a small supper before seeing her off in the cab. sorry that i didnt send you home. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back and start packing all the things that we bringing home. and i slept at 2am. and just 3 and a half hour later i was been wake up to go home already. ya 5.30am haha. think i was dream walking all the while sia. reach home at around 6:30am actually i have to go straight to school, but ya. lazy. hehe. so had an auto half day off for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im getting a warning letter soon. having 16 days late, 5 1/2 days off for my attendance. hate the fucking lab. with hypo ppl all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114656419974533928?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114656419974533928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114656419974533928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114656419974533928' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114650193791376565</id><published>2006-05-02T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:45:37.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:: Xixing's now enjoying his family chalet.Will be back tomorrow with the scoob.Till then,enjoy life !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,amY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114650193791376565?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114650193791376565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114650193791376565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114650193791376565' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114607134062385507</id><published>2006-04-27T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T01:09:00.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;::OKAY!! i think in time to come,xixing's blog will be half mine.*evil laughs.why not lets pretend that he's writing this entry? okay,here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lets see,i woke up late this morning at around 8 plus and i was all ready with my cash to hail the cab but damn it,no cab.So i was late and was marked-half day off.Fuck,how i wish i could have taken my time off and arrive around 11.in that way my 'half day' was well treated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I met my girl outside her lab around 11 and went for a quick makan.We ate at ,shit,what's that shop called?,ahh anyway,she ate pasta mushroom and i ate her leftovers,spicy chicken sandwich and oreo cheesecake!! and im still freaking hungry!! so yeah,after that she bought apple dippers and she was dead happy because it makes her healthy.Yeah,like whatever.sheesh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then we went back to our lab.He,the one beside me in lab,was as usual,freaking irritating,a pain in my huge ass and definitely not putting in effort in the project.So what i did was to disturb the rest of the lab mates who were concentrating on their projects!! hahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then i called my girl again but she insisted i go over to her lab and watch The hills have eyes.So yeah,it was a good show,din manage to watch the entire show though but it was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Later on,Sunny and gang arrived and we chatted.It was nice to see familiar faces and talking crap.heee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Many many hours passed by,again i was dead bored in the lab so i surfed around checking email and the beautiful beautiful website she made for me.it was definitely a plus.Thanks sweets!(note:you welcome!-amyy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's time to go home and im pretty hungry (again!) so the both of us ate at food junction and after which headed home and window shopped for birthday gifts.It was nice having her company and the most importantly was to see her smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;allright!! can't wait for tomorrow,a new day to begin with.ciao ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;smiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Xixing.(i mean amyyy.teeeheee. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114607134062385507?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114607134062385507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114607134062385507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114607134062385507' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114595858760721361</id><published>2006-04-25T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:49:47.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;::A-oohkay,xixing didn't blog and since iim in the mood to talk rubbish or in other words type rubbish and im left with another half an hour more to dismissal i'd rather say something here.Sorry sweets :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So yeah,my entire lab here is definitely filled with people playing dota,im munching spicy prawn cracker sippin' chrysanthemum tea with 6 of my friends watching 'Failure to Launch'.i know when i boyfriend hates it whenever i mention how carefree i am right here in Block L.Boyfriend's lab is definitely restricted to the least freedom anyone can ever ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Probably dear,you should might as well,admit yourself to your own personal asylum or probably a prison.because the state you are now is no different than a jailbird. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That aside,looking at the bright side,its Week 7 now.Time passes like in a blink of an eye.5 more weeks sufferin' thru that deadly hell over at Block R and you're off to work,havin' attachment and everything,makin' money all.Life &lt;strong&gt;SHOULD&lt;/strong&gt; be treating you good.I"ll be missing the times we have lunch together.and crappin' and all.argh !!! :) can i do FYP instead ?!?!?!? *screams loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sighs and many sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;15 more minutes to go before i switch off the comp and zoom off to Bishan to catch Take The Lead.that should be allright because *hopin'* my cramps won't be visiting my immune system anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;will Take The Lead be fun ? :) hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay,im logging off soon.you guys take good care.and if xixing doesn't blog again,I'll be back *crosses fingers* and &lt;strong&gt;I WILL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay !!! byee!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xoxo,amY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114595858760721361?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114595858760721361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114595858760721361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114595858760721361' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114551546074495171</id><published>2006-04-20T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:44:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr will be my presentation already! haha. but its in the moring 830am!!! so thats mean i have to reach around 15mins earglier haiz.. but atleast we will be 1st group to present. hopefully will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later my girl is going accompany me to cut hair. my mum told me that riverval plaza has a salon that just open and they charge very cheap. just $8 for guys. so later i hope will turn out good. hope will not be like the salon that i cut previously at rivervale plaza too. and that is a nightmare!! remember the bald head wanting to dye hair?!! haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today im actually suppose to go for NAFA but im going to chao! haha! lazy la. kk i shall end here to prepare for my presentation tmr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola!Lolo! the sand is here!!! hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114551546074495171?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114551546074495171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114551546074495171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114551546074495171' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114534787631712823</id><published>2006-04-18T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:47:59.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good morning i said to my wife. as usaul after a night digging myself covered to sleep as my master always on the aircon so cold.i drag myself up and walk towards the pool. my wife is there already. so play and bathe with her in pool, it was so cooling as the aircon just off. after playing in the pool. i wanted to dry myself before going to the sand. i climb up the tree beside the pool to dry myself. while up in the tree. a saw our shell of food, is there for 2days already, and my servant have not serve me a freash meal yet. im so hungry. then i saw my baby walking back slowly back to our coco hut. she look sad, think she must be hungry too. Suddenly i felt the world is moving round and round. i got so giddy. then i saw my master looking at me. must him who is playing a fool of us. just before i got giddy and fall. he stopped and went to school. when i settle my mind. i slowly climb my way down the tree. and walk to my coco hut to check on my baby. she seem sick. i faster went over and cover her to sleep. and i lay beside her to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From The Story of my Hermit Crab, Lola &amp; Lolo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114534787631712823?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114534787631712823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114534787631712823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114534787631712823' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114533319094683259</id><published>2006-04-18T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:32:47.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so cold now wwwuuUUUuuuuUUuuu....the sick fatty, whenever she's in the lab, i will never get to feel how is it like to sweat.&lt;br /&gt;today another boring day, dont feel like doing anything. i completed the powerpoint for this friday presentation. so it all lays on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just visted the gayish blog. there is one part where he blog the conversation of him talking to his parents about him. he said his mum kind of accept it, but when he ask her if she want to see his bf in the blog, she cried. i suddenly feel quite emotion when i read that. i can feel how the mum feels. if you are a mum, your son confessing to you that he is a gay, whats your reacton to it. i wouldnt up to the extend of disowning him, he's a son of mine afterall. its me that give him the life this way. it is not wrong for him to fall for another guy, but it is just not normal. you dont see it happening to other people sons, but why yours?&lt;br /&gt;and been a son, i feel that he is quite sellfish in a way too. as he know there is alot of people going to have all the stupid comment on him been gay, but ya he did it for he love and his life, as long as he happy. he can ignore those comment. but what about his familly? how he mum is going to face all her friends and siblings, if they know that her son is a gay? they will suffer the same things as him. but is it fair for them?&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how againist is his dad, one day if he need his dad blessing, im so sure some parts of his dad will stil bless for him secertly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz....die im getting more and more kpo. all amy fault, forward me the link. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so hungry now, but once i step out of my lab i see crowd. going to canteen to find a sit is so terrible. haiz..... think amk will be our lunch canteen from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. but nothing to say already. so bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114533319094683259?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114533319094683259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114533319094683259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114533319094683259' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114523989041134690</id><published>2006-04-17T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:13:19.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a new day of the week. altho i had a long break, but i just feel that its not at the right time. since friday been at home most of the time doing nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the tv in the living room spoiled, some how the screen drop to half the tv screen, so we found a guy to repair, we need to pay 250+ to change the parts. i think the tv is time to retire already, been entertaining us for 5yrs already. in the past 2years we had already spent $700+ including this time. it is gettng more and more not worth, as if we pay afew more we could get a new one already. but my mum told me she might want to buy a small tv to put in her room, and can get the one in her room to put in my room for me to play ps, and to let my baby to watch VCD! when i heard that im so happy!! but that is just thinking of, not confirm. depend on my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, my younger sister been busy with her olevel F&amp;N project. so i cant stop her from using the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, im only left with my parents room tv, but my dad always occupy the tv, none of us dare to fight with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya, so three days i just left with my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though of asking my friends out, but i still have not got my pay, im broke currently. so i also dont know where to ask them to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my girl was at malaysia enjoying with her family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely, mr lonely....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday went to my grandma place with my younger sis. on the way to there. we talk alot about our family, mostly about my elder sis as she 1 week 7days, everyday reach home when everyone is sleeping, hardly spent time with us. and my mum is very pissed with her.&lt;br /&gt;then my sis said that there was once she over heard my parent saying (my dad always have high hope in my elder sis, but now altho coping her in SIM, she seem not to forcus on study) that next time they cant depend on us children to take care of them, they have to take care of themselve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know since younge my dad never really has high hope on me, as i think i had dissapoint him too many times. i did try my best. this few days he been hinting me to go out and get work, i know i still oweing hime money for the installment of my phone. im really very tired from the FYP 5days a week already. but that is not the reason for me to stop working in weekends, the last time i work is for the phillip demo, i actually though it can last me till my attachment from sch. but i was last minute inform that i was actually assign to them for just one month. so last minute how you expect me to find a job that allow to work weekend and just for the next 6weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now just thinking of going to Delsey to work for the aunty. but something is just stopping me from going. i dont know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to school. i now have to focus on the comming presentation this friday. but my group mate he is just relaxing always. haiz. how i wish i can be doing this project alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go oversea so badly. i want to feel free!&lt;br /&gt;wo hao xiang fei, tao li ze ge feng kuang shi jie.&lt;br /&gt;na me duo ku, na me duo lei, na me duo mo ming de lei shui....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114523989041134690?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114523989041134690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114523989041134690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114523989041134690' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114492177890573807</id><published>2006-04-13T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T17:49:38.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up late this morning after a wonderful night.. hmmmm.............&lt;br /&gt;haha. Siao you must be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i reach school at 1145am, and my girl asked to go visit a blog, when i was reading i feel quite uncomfortable, as it is a couple blog almost every sentence will have "my darling....so cute...i love him... and blah blah blah" when i about to stop reading i just scroll down the entries and i was like WTH!! in a neoprint that they took, one of them i posing as thought going to kiss the other, and both are GUY or no no no i dont know which want is but both are MALE!. yucks! haha. but ya, i know im bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have the right to live in a world of theirs, they didnt disturb us. so ya i wouldnt go to read it again... erg.... feel sick. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lab mates saw it too and the terry keep saying i can be become like them cause i got that kind of face. and keep going on and on...~~~ i need a ear pluck. but anyway its going to be a long weekend, so ya finally can take a long rest. think i will be spenting the days at home most the time and visiting my grandma. such a nice son isnt me? ya. what to do no money. haha. still waiting for my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk now 545pm already, START PACKING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114492177890573807?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114492177890573807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114492177890573807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114492177890573807' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-114483462096997026</id><published>2006-04-12T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T17:37:00.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have spent the whole day finding a blog skin and editing it. in another word the whole day not touching the project. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw thanks baby for helping me too.&lt;br /&gt;This blog skins show my feeling toward school.&lt;br /&gt;i always feel that the longee im in school, the more i will get use to it. but this time is different the more im in school, the more i hate comming to school. with all the stupid fucking rules, bitch in the lab and the guy so called in charge of the lab, just make me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell myself 6+weeks more, tahan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days been feeling so restless. everyday with all the same all routin, that makes me even more dont feel like blogging as there is nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now during the break was with amybie, we decided to go for a simple lunch. so we went to Cheers and bought cup noodles. when we about to go back to lab. we saw Ling! she came back to compliant about her last sem prog, been a long time that i last see her haha. heard from amybie that we might be meeting up the rest to watch "Take The Lead". hope to catch up with everyone!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imm!! got miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30mins more to going home!!! ERG!! pack my bag and wait by the door already bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-114483462096997026?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114483462096997026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/114483462096997026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114483462096997026' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-112419717534677870</id><published>2005-08-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:02:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;i Finally got it!&lt;br /&gt;after looking for it for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks honey for buying that for me Muack!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;kk i cant wait already i shall go play my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;FOOTBALL MANAGER 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-112419717534677870?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/112419717534677870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/112419717534677870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112419717534677870' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-112326111621376867</id><published>2005-08-06T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T00:58:36.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have changed...&lt;br /&gt;alot..&lt;br /&gt;till i dont even know what kind of person am i.&lt;br /&gt;now im just so numb, that how im feeling now, i also cant tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be so proud of myself that i am such a person that nothing can troubled me, except my mum been forcing me to study :p always happy-go-lucky.&lt;br /&gt;but now..&lt;br /&gt;i cant even remb the last time i smiled from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;im just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;im not petty.&lt;br /&gt;its just that everything that you do will affect me.&lt;br /&gt;and everything that i do i scare to affect you.&lt;br /&gt;and in the end i scare of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you said you are like the one wearing the pant in the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;cause i always listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to upset you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i decided not to listen to you for just once, we will end up quarreling.&lt;br /&gt;and i will have no mood to do what i wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you care for me, you think for me, you think of me.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i willing to listen sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im&lt;br /&gt;unromantic&lt;br /&gt;not good in sweet talk&lt;br /&gt;not good in controling my mood&lt;br /&gt;not good in consoling&lt;br /&gt;dont know how to do sweet stuff&lt;br /&gt;unhumourous&lt;br /&gt;and lastly Broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i must change, but sometimes i just cant control.&lt;br /&gt;i now just need some rest, not as in Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;but to run away from this crazy world.&lt;br /&gt;im sick.&lt;br /&gt;im really sick in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i watched "zhen qing" last sunday. somehow the relationship between xiao an and jing jing just seem so much like us. not as in the things that happen. but their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we are having an "On Hold" thingy, honestly i just dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;just want to tell you, no matter whats the outcome. Promise me to be strong! and take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting till the Day...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-112326111621376867?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/112326111621376867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/112326111621376867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112326111621376867' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111798050508892176</id><published>2005-06-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:08:25.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today when to my cousin open house. he house was so cool! really how i wish its my house..=p&lt;br /&gt;esp his bedroom. when will i have a house of my own.&lt;br /&gt;so its quite boring there, other listen to aunties talking, i could only eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are some photos i had taken there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/iiii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fang and bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/iii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fang and evelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/iiv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps! did i scare anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/iiiv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and BOBBY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this is still my favourite! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/iv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111798050508892176?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111798050508892176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111798050508892176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111798050508892176' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111737089420296091</id><published>2005-05-29T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T20:48:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Early morning as usual my mum came back from market. once she enter the house,"Xing AH!!! Wake up and Eat!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this time the voice sound diff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its Aunty Ah Fang!!! after days going market wiht my mum, mixing around with aunties. i cant blame her for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the whole morning she practically replace my mum position in nagging me. as i was still sleepy, she came to my room and nag at mi all the way till i go for my breakfast. then she still continue to nag till i finish eating and to my bed. she still have not finish. and still lay beside me on my bed and nag beside my ear! you know how irritating is that?..haiz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a new born aunty have been found. dont know which lucky guys will fall for her in the future.anyway there is already a lucky girl. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not long after i fall asleep again. and mum finally save me by bringing aunty ah fang to Expo Food Exibition. haha! Its was soooooOOOO PEACEFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wake up at 1pm turn on the tv, then went back to my room and spent my time on CM 2001. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waited for aunty ah fang to accompany me to cut my hair. at evening when to mall to wait for them. eat having our dinner, i found out that my favourite salon is close TOUCH! haiz... then my mum said plaza had a new open salon, so aunty ah fang and me went all the way there to take a look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;here comes the " Ru Hua " alike hair salon. a salon that full of joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we enter, there are a hairdresser helping an aunty to treatment her hair after dying. and there is another indian uncle with a towel on his head after washing. then the lady ask me to wait awhile so aunty ah fang and mi sit down and waited. so i look at the indian uncle. when hairdresser came and open the towel, i was like WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know what? HE IS BALD!!!!! Really the middle of his head is all bald! but ok la. his side hair still have to cut what so. ok i never say anything. but after the hairdresser help him to blow dry his "hair" he said:"no no no, cannot cut so wet, must cut straight and natural!" i was like what the fuck?! but i control my laugher and my sis is looking and me too haha! then the hairdresser got no choice but to cut for him again! haha. then its my turn so i when over. its a aunty cuting for me. its dissappointing, im speechless.my hair..........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/P1010017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so happy eating chips with aunty ah fang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/P1010036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the aunty beside me, after washing her head. Wa! her head is so RED! then her hairdresser still telling her. very nice right? the hairdresser keep pull the lady short reded hair back and stray the hardening to her hair and tell her to follow what she doing everyday can already.the aunty was still" orh okok".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the hairdresser who was cuting the bald headed indian, came and asking the lady who cutting for me. she said,"what number should i use?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the lady replied," use number 4"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in my heart im thinking what number they are talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then the lady who cutting for me stop and went over to the indian and ask you want black?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WALAO! HE DYING HIS LEAFTOVER HAIR BLACK!! OMG! HAHA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the salon really suck it dont even deserve a grade. i would never ever enter the salon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111737089420296091?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111737089420296091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111737089420296091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111737089420296091' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111691974592809289</id><published>2005-05-24T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T15:36:13.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Early in the morning been wake up by two irritating fellow, Oh nono its ONE. Early in the morning 6am, while i was sleeping so soundly, the irritating mei of mine have to shout at me to wake me up from my sleep. and you know for what?..to eat bread!!! then never mind i was hungry anyway. so i went back to sleep. then at around 9am, my baby, she was crying and crying. when i carry her to my bed, before i could scold her. she stop and smile at me. she is always so sweet haiz. so hard to get angry with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/Image413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isnt her smile sweet? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since then been doing research for html effect to add on to my blog skin which my bao bei had found for me =p&lt;br /&gt;but sad to say it can work here. i cant figure it out. anyway there is one at the top right coner of my blog with a tourch light effect. i find it cool haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it been so long since the day i see you. missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y181/xingzai/Mypillow.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its so comfortable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111691974592809289?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111691974592809289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111691974592809289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111691974592809289' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111435807191402420</id><published>2005-04-24T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T00:03:59.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoz! im finally here blogging. :p...spent 2 nights editing my new blog skin..but still feel that it very plain :(, but anyway its still my hardwork must treasure haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me waited for my jie finish her usually kpoing surfing friendster. she will be there holding to the phone infront of the com talking to her friend, they will be like,&lt;br /&gt;"hey do you want to see his cousin?"&lt;br /&gt;"sally"&lt;br /&gt;.."her name is sally?"&lt;br /&gt;"no is sandy, also dont why she put her nick as sally"&lt;br /&gt;.."(i dont know what she say, my ear no that big)"&lt;br /&gt;"i dont like her very bitchy, you see her pic......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. does all girls do that. i really cant stand it, i was like keep beside her disturbing her to let me use the com. haha!&lt;br /&gt;dont know if its a bad habit, last few nights she came home late, so no one was here fighting with me for the com. i still can go watch tv, talk on phone, never feel like bloging. but just now see her use the com only, i suddenly just feel like blogging so badly,weird huh?..cant blame too cute! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days heard alot of things from different people, everyone have their own problem. but i just dont wish to get involve. in the morning my mum told me next time you better take care of your aunty, since young she dote you so much. yesterday my grandma told me, next time when you grow up dont forget about you uncle, he dote you most. also yesterday my aunty told me, you must start to take care of your parent, your dad not young anymore, he is getting old, it very tiring for him to work in that kind of environment. I suddenly feel that i had grown up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had decided to stop the marketing job. i know alot of people around will say, aiya expected. i had let people who supported me down. i really want to continue to work for my goal. i want to be finacially free at the age of 25. i want to drive a BMW at the age of 22. this is a dream. its a dream that people did make it happen. that attracted me into it. i have see all kind of people in my family. i really want to prove to my that fucking cousin so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole 1-2week i just wasted my time mostly at home. i know i could have go work. but i just feel lazy. so many time i told myself i should go for the marketing. but im scared. i know if i go down, if i want to continue working with them. i sure have to go find one of my relative. which i dont see any of them in my mind. my upline told me "you never try you never know. you are not a fortune teller, how you know who will buy from you, who will not." i know. but now now of them is coping with my grandma medical bills, my aunty need cash for operation, all have their kids to take care. thats why i have decided i should stop daydreaming. i got no time for this dream, i got not much network for this dream, i got no confident anymore. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe to achieve my goal i might not just have to be in that line. i must learn to save up, and work hard. as for luggage, i hate this fucking supervisor of mine. but no choice for the time been i have to ask him to give me a place to work. im gona start work on this coming friday till when? i dont know. and the thing is its at Choa Chu Kang! can imagine the 1st day of work i have to reach there by 8am to set up the counter. from sengkang?..haiz what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a night shift job, but my cousin told me "do you think you can take it? did you try for 1 whole week everyday sleep at 2am and wake up at 630am? if you can take it then you come and tell me this" i think it true too. :p..so ya better stick with my day job. XIXING START SEARCHING! you stupid gong gong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming saturday, my family gona have a bbq for my dad and jie birthday, my dad on 1stmay, my jie on 3rdmay. they planned alot of things, but i doubt i could make it in the fact that i starting work on the friday. cant be the next time i take off what. my mei and her friends all planning to share and buy my jie somethings. as for my dad im not buying him anything. im now broke. if i were to take my mum money and buy him a present i feel that there is no point. so im just gona wish him a Happy Birthday. i feel like a bad son. haha. never mind must work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i think im too long winded. i shall now. im bored!! how? my lazy donkey still in her nap haiz...im rotting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111435807191402420?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;MY HONEY IS BACK!. when i saw her house number "Ma 2nd home" I was so SHOCK!..its just 10+. im so excited and happy tohear her voice. im so touched really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Now i just dont want to think about anything! i too tired to think and moody over it. i just want my honey!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;GOODBYE TO MY LONELY NIGHTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;love you honey. i want to let you know, you had been missed badly by Silly Donkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111124843222804674?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111124843222804674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111124843222804674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111124843222804674' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111116953532215238</id><published>2005-03-19T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T02:12:15.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Wake up at 1040am. altho had 10hours of sleep, im still feeling sleepy. maybe my blood circulation is weak, i should buy a manetic therapy bed pad for myself. haha. now having terrible backache after sitting infront of the com from 7pm till now 106am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i skipped school today. cause i made an appointment with my aunty. for the past few days she always ask me to meet her some where else then her house. today i finally know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i reached her house at 3pm. 1hour late haha. starting was ok. but can see from her look, she feel scare. im i that scary?...we tired some experiment for her. but she keep saying she dont feel anything eventho, even winnie and i can see there is a diff. so after 1/2hr we decided to call it a day. just when we about to walk toward the door. her elder son came home. i greeted him. but all he do is walk toward the table throw his file on the table. as my aunty room door is open. he walk over and slam my aunty's room door close. and walk to the kitchen. what kind of atitude is that?. fuck him ar!. altho i went his house is to sell my aunty things, but the things i selling im sure it is good, it sure can improve her health thats why im willing to go for it and &lt;strong&gt;dare &lt;/strong&gt;to go up to their door to sell them. whether she buy it or not is up to her. i never force her. so whats the atitude for? shit him, think he big fart ar. i will never waste my energy on him anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after that i called my cousin's friend who agreed to meet me tonight, but when i called him, he used all kind of excuesses, im too tired. so many time i feel like giving up. and i asked myself im i doing the right thing? should i continue? then &lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;would always come to my mind. remember the time you said me. so many people had put in effort for me, my mum, my cousins, and even winnie. if i were to just give up now. how im going to face them. and i want to be successful to show to my dad and that fark up cousin. and honey you are always willing to sacrifice for me, so that i can comcentrate on my work. always there supporting me, listen to all my shit from work. thanks for everything honey. i promise you i wouldnt say give up so easily k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i want to earn lots of money. by the age of 21 own a BMW, 23 marry my honey, 26 be financally free. haha this might seem like dreaming. but atlest when im in here, there  something that i can see and to dream for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so after that i when woodland library with winnie awhile then i went home.on the way home. everywhere that i go. everythings that i see. i could see you footstep everywhere.i miss you so much you know?..i almost go and take 911 instead of 161. i miss you honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;reached home.nothing to do. so i plan to do somthing to my blog. as the template somehow the pictures are not showing. so i find a new skin. and found the song loneliness hehe. and helped my mei too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;then i finished up the english games report. send to one of my member, then she suan me ar! say my english like shit. haiz.. i had to admited it too. but anyway also good she help me edit i got 1 less thing to do. then i look thru the java. i came out with something but dont know if its correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;all the way till now 2am already. chatting with chewy and tiko. my mum just open my door saw im still awake she went to the kitchen and pass me some ginsen powder to drink. so touched :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;kk im tired. tmr gonna fight to atlest close a deal. wish me all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;missing you. nite nite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111116953532215238?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111116953532215238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111116953532215238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111116953532215238' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111107067082547938</id><published>2005-03-17T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:44:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*beep beep* *beep beep* (a unknow number):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Ar bie, hav u eaten ur dinner n everytg? im in bangkok, haven hav my dinner yet.i miss u,ai ni-ar nie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SEXY DONKEY FINALLY CONTACTED ME!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when after i read the msg i just lost control i jump around the house like i just strike the 10millions ToTo! haha! i'm so touched. i had waited 28hrs just for this msg. when i see the msg, i can really feel her so close to me. i dont bear to  stop msging her. scare that the lonely feelings to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;days without her seem lifeless to me. no motivation to do almost anything. but i have to be &lt;strong&gt;Strong!&lt;/strong&gt; i have so much to tell her, but just somehow cant get out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i now just no mood to think of anything except her. i need rest and get ready for a brand new day! i tmr gonna chiong for my work!, then figure out the java pro  and lastly try to finish my game report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;thats all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i miss you honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111107067082547938?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111107067082547938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111107067082547938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111107067082547938' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-111098820343672301</id><published>2005-03-16T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:51:21.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wake up in the morning 530am, i faster pick up the call, cause i know my sexy donkey, leaving on a jet plane, dont know she will be back again~~ =P. but she cant talk much, all she says is "hubby i have to go already, must take care k, love you, muacks, bye!" =(. then i fall be to sleep. wake up at 7am and found that my donkey is gone. leaving a msg saying "call u when i reach there" some how i feel so lost dont what i should do, where i should go. suddenly feel so lonely. even though in school there are so many classmate around me...&lt;em&gt;when are you calling me honey?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;After school stayed back awhile hoping to know something about java in the end, spent the whole afternoon play miniclip's games. =p its not that i want to play is because i really dont know how to start. i scare i wouldnt be able to do it which i had promised &lt;strong&gt;you.&lt;/strong&gt; =(...&lt;em&gt;do you get use of the enviroment there?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;As there were still much time i decide to go home 1st. it been so long since the last day of me. walking alone to the bus stop opposite yck mrt station, and took 86 home. the whole journey i miss my donkey like siao... &lt;em&gt;where are you honey?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Since the day of me starting work, i had never had a good rest. im so tired out now. still have 2 project to go. exam all one by one coming, i have to work extra hard for my allowance next month. 24hrs is never enough for me. feel so terrible. but what to blame? Nothing. i must remind myself to be positive all the time :p ....&lt;em&gt;i need you honey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;im sitting here thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;how im gonna do without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you around in my life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;missing you. muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-111098820343672301?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111098820343672301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/111098820343672301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111098820343672301' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-110950737295442785</id><published>2005-02-27T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:29:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hope you enjoy it. for part two.. look out of my future entries.Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just bored cant blame. today just visited my grand ma. can you imagine three person talking to you at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: Xing ar tonight liverpool verse chelsea ar?&lt;br /&gt;aunty: last friday i quarrel with the doc.&lt;br /&gt;Xing: YA tonight!...huh? what happen?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: I think liverpool can win dont you think so?.&lt;br /&gt;aunty: he was talking to me about....(she seem irritated that she can finish her sentence)&lt;br /&gt;G.Ma: you eat already?&lt;br /&gt;Xing: ya i hope liverpool win!..Ah ma i eat already....xiao gu then?...&lt;br /&gt;aunty: he was saying they found the cancer is from the intestine but it seem to spread to...( she stop again)&lt;br /&gt;G.Ma: papa at home?&lt;br /&gt;uncle: chelsea the goalkeeper lousy at you got watch the mtch between the newcastle and chelsea?..aiyo he so clumsy&lt;br /&gt;Xing: ah ma papa at home...xiao gu then?...( trying to shut my uncle)&lt;br /&gt;ah ma: you eaten already?&lt;br /&gt;aunty: ya he say it had spread to the lung. then i ask him how it spread to lung. though cancer usually spread to the nearest organ which gona be stomach?.....&lt;br /&gt;uncle: and you got watch the match againist barcelona?..he just stand there looking so blur!&lt;br /&gt;Xing: AH MA I EAT Already!....ya i think the goalkeeper this few days not on form...xiao gu then...?&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...........and this goes for atlest an hour before i could get some peace.&lt;br /&gt;everyone miss me so much cant blame haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do miss my grandma so much. she's quite cute after all and next week is her birthday. what shall i buy for her? budget $30( $10 each from me and my two sister) =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sexy donkey went the UK fun fair without me :(....haha no la....went with her siblings.. hope they had fun.. im here bored like siao still waiting for my burger to come home. untill now still had not eaten anything. hungry.. kk...enough of my crap. i talk to much. kk XING DIAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-110950737295442785?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110950737295442785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110950737295442785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110950737295442785' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-110950627462602764</id><published>2005-02-27T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:11:14.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a time. Down in the downtown, there lived a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is a happy boy. leading a very normal and simple life. but that is all he ask for.&lt;br /&gt;wake up in the morning enjoy the simple breakfast that his mum had prepared. then walk on the same path everyday to school.came home after school put down hisbag. there he goes with his bicycle. he would cycle round and round the town. looking at all different kind of people around there. everyone seem so friendly to him. even an unknow indian guy cycle pass him would also say a 'hi friend!'. to him the world is so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a friend told him, "its time for you to go out out of this town to see the outside world, its so fun out there.i'm sure once you will there, you will never want to come back."tat friend call fang,she is a pretty,cute,sweet n nice girl...( sorry my irritating mei add that in herself. anyway i shall continue...) The downtown boy after hearing that got excited to see hows its like out there. IS the buildings there as tall as the trees? is there really square metal things moving on motors everywhere? "i want to see! i want to get out of here! im sick of the kind of life im leading everyday! its so boring! i want excitement!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he quarrel with his parents for the cash to buy air tickets to fly to town. he boasted to all his friends about him going to town. From the day before he flied, he told himself that the next day on he want to be a different person, and lead a different life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he touches the ground of what he been dreaming of. he feeling himself had just entered a land of fairytales. it seem so perfect and amazing to him. he feel that the rest of his life is going to be so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon he settle down in a small apartment. and register into a school there. so the next day he happily went to his new school wanting to get to know some new friends. the student there all stay away from him. they all laughed at him just because he came from a countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he never give up. he try all ways to close to them. he dont mind people scolding him, he dont mind people talking about him, he dont mind people bulling him. he told himself one day, everyone is gona accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as days goes by. he patient got lesser and lesser. from a boy who always carrying a smiley face to a boy who pull a long face all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got sick of people talking about his dressing. he's sick of people who always think big of himself and having a hobby of bulling the weaker. and many more many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day he lay on his bed. feeling hungry. looked around at his apartment. everything is in a messy. not even a piece of biscult could be found. he missed his mother's cooking. he misses the time where he can talk to anyone around him about his problem. he even missed the time where he could cycle around the town so freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he felt this world is so ugly. he is so sick and tired of here. the next day he pack up his things and head to the airport. he used the last cent that he had left and headed back to his downtown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he saw his mum. he throw everything aside and jump and hugged his mum. she never ask anything and just ask him to go take a rest. just a few minutes more dinner would be ready. so he decided to ride on his bicycle and see everything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything had changed. the pond that he used to jump in and swim had also been filled up and people were there ready to build somethings on it. all his friend had grown up and forget about him. every thing seem so stranger to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he got to his room. he suddenly feel himself has been kick out by the world. everything is coming except him. what should he do?. he dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that never change is his family. all he want to do now, never ever leave his parent again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-110950627462602764?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110950627462602764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110950627462602764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110950627462602764' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-110934026223664130</id><published>2005-02-25T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:04:22.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now at 9:41pm. i just finish talking to two of my pets.Dark Gorilla and Big Bird. it a long time since i go back to my farm to see how they are doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as can see in the tag board i got forced to blog...so no choices who ask her to be my honey? sniff sniff...haha! she sure angry one. nose hole so small the air that she breathe in too little. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still love her. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days are like hell to me sia. in 1 week i seen 3 different doctor. but among all only the last one is the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEE HOE MEDICAL HALL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blk 802 French Road #02-53 Singapore 200802  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you having high fever, terrible sore throat, terrible stomach ache, i would recommend you to go. but to warn you before hand, the medicince is dam yucky! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im mentally so stress out recently, without me knowing why neither. how i wish i can go oversea and enjoy myself to take a break have kit kat. Today just finish the last paper of my common test. and as usually after 1/2hr finish eveything wait for others to go out 1st. i really have very strong feeling this sem i sure gona do badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now just waiting for the day for me to get a job. partly to my my life more lively, and also im really broke like siao. with only $2.35 in my bank account. where my money goes?...i dont know...ask POSB....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theme of the movie "Money Not Enough!"&lt;br /&gt;wei se me mei ge ren dou shuo qian qian qian qian bu kou yong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does only having money can bring laughter, only money can bring joy, only money can bring entertainment. i used to not believe...but now i dont know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i every year also pray to 'Money God' but why he still have not send me money?...when am i going to receive it?...i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only know im get lame.......CAUSE IM BORED!!!...must find entertainment myself. my sexy donkey busy having her butter prawn and leave me alone =(....haiz what to do?...bo bian...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you mrs silly...call me once you see this. my fone OOO( out of order) must send for repair tmr. buay tahan already. kk gona stop here. going no where already.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-110934026223664130?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110934026223664130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110934026223664130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110934026223664130' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-110890095523746376</id><published>2005-02-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:04:24.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;::BAD BAD DAY::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wake up in the morning finding myself so bloody warm and giddy. Mum fed me with two panodol, laying on my bed thinking of my sexy donkey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;missed her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;msged her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waited for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when my fone rings im so sure its her, i faster pick up. from her voice she looks so beautiful.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BUT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i made her angry. Stupid me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angry with myself, fustrated with myself, annoyed with myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;again on my bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;missed her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;msged her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waited for her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then heard my msg ringtone"wo de cuo"-----u take gd care even tho i dun noe wads wrong wif you----and a song by ou de yang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you used to it without having my shoulder as your pillow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the place you are you cant see my lonliness here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wait here till the day you come back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do you used to it without having me hugging you to give you warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thru email you cant see my lonliness here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no matter how far the two world is part, if our heart close to each other, we can feel the warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i surrender all my dreams to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was so touched. tried to cheered myself up. tried called her. but she never pick up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i suddenly so angry. i told myself im not gona call her till she call me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i turn to the right side of my bed. to the left. i closed my eyes. but i cant feel my hand holding on to something and it pressed something. useless me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she picked up."Hello! i senting my brother to his piano class. i call after i reach home k."----all i say is ya..ok..hmm..ok...bye...=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after awhile hear a song "over and over" she called!. i faster call her back. finally can talk to her. but she on the way to causeway so i just. talked awhile. then i continue on my bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;missed her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waited for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we talk awhile while her siblings are play arcade. i wanted to see her so much. i was alone at home. when my stomach pain again, how i wish she was here to take the medicines for me and fed me. all the medicine are making me real sick. i took a total of 4 panadol 5pills given by the doc. 6 sore throat sweet(which taste like medicine) feel like vomiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;laying on my bed restlessly. bored and sicked. then i get up and play the jay chou's live concert cd which my honey brought for me for valentines! i love it! blashing it hoping it can blash away all my boredom all my mood. all my problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i suddenly feel like singing a song by zhan zheng yue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wo hao hao xiang fei ( i want to fly )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tao li zhe ge feng kuang shi jie ( get out of this crazy world)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;na me duo ku ( so much trouble )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;na me duo lei ( so much tired )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;na me duo mo ming de lei shui ( so much tears )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i printed the notes that my sexy donkey send me, for tmr test. see it, i can comfirm less then 5mins i can finish the whole paper tmr. it sucks!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at evening my honey called me. we finally settle down and be able to talk. starting was ok.&lt;strong&gt; But&lt;/strong&gt; some how i got her angry again. stupid me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what i want? all the time i been waiting for her. when i can talk to her finally i made her angry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what the hell i want? i dont know. i dont know. i hate myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;think now she must be taking a nap. doubt she will call me tonight.i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everytime when im sick i just get too hot temper. i must control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XING MUST REMEMBER!!!! DUMB ASS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i really wish someone to be by my side whenever im not feeling well. taking care of me. keeping me company. but i know i cant be so sellfish. i know i know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kk i shall stop here. my head is spinning. and ya i'll make sure i will make more effort to blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sexy donkey is so cute. always trying ways to make me blog. just like the previous entry. she actually bloged for me. haha! love you honey. i'm sorry to hurt you. i will be a better better man for you.Asepharagus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-110890095523746376?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110890095523746376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110890095523746376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110890095523746376' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-110889218173436252</id><published>2005-02-20T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:36:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im sooo soooo sure no one's gonna view this.I'm soo soooo sure.I smell something foul and I see rust every inch every corner.Why not take this chance to blog about sth after my gucciwawa girl made this template fer me ? winks. I"ve been sick of not able to find a proper job and i've been sick.literally.fever.But the only thing that im contented of was to spend almost everyday with my girl for 6 consecutive months.Thank God it's going strong and will always be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I would beg with a million 'please' to each and every one not to neglect this blog cos hard work's ought to be paid.And here I am starting to blog after a series of months when my computer turns its back on me.But right now,it works hand in hand with me and im gladly to say that im gonna appreciate this blog more than anything else in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But on the other hand,Blogs are for ppl to rant.And hoping not many people to know the 'down' part of my life.Anyhow,I'm still contented.winks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;p.s: Do tagg me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-110889218173436252?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110889218173436252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/110889218173436252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110889218173436252' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109988633586235836</id><published>2004-11-08T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T13:00:38.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. :) wassup wassup... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just damn bored.and im not cecilia xing.im his babelicious-wowalicious-gucciwawa girl.thank yous thank yous.Probably i got sick and tired looking at his lousy entries looking at the fact that probably no one decipher his sicko language and his no-intention-but-kena-forced-to-blog attitude.Sorry darl,im out to suan no one but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since i've got to know his password that dreads me typing over and over again ( yeah,you can figure it out ) and the fact that ive managed to get his permission to write only ONE entry,i might as well make doubly full use of it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His day everyday is a "ohhhh...sooo..good" one cause he has a strong urge for everything from retail therapy to you-know-whats.see ?? your minds are going haywire.im sure his excited to tell everyone that he loves his girl the most and that his girl makes his world gooo round.everyone hails &lt;strong&gt;her.&lt;/strong&gt;btw&lt;strong&gt;,she&lt;/strong&gt; says thank you&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partly,he made me jot down regarding how i felt about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes: he's one helluva charming horny bastard where every girl hates to love and every guy loves to hate.Having him as a good friend,no doubt cheers my life up in every ways.He has nothing to be proud of but his hornyness towards the *ahems* part of life.But as always,he's there to lend a shoulder whenever he's needed.That 's probably the charming part of him.A friend is definitely essential to his life but he &lt;strong&gt;should love his girl more.&lt;/strong&gt;he cares and adores his girl like his personal princess and his care and concern admired by all.Last but not least, Cecilia Max Ma rawks.and i mean it from the bottom of my heart. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right here,im sure he misses all his khakis.From one end of thailand to another end of africa.looking at the fact that his job probably fills up most of his time,i could see that he dreads it.he adores everyone.im soo sure.and darl.you should make it a point to cut down on your egoism,your crap and your shits in your entries.and in this way,your friends will start tagging you again.I could see cobwebs around until i would prefer you delete your blog.winkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless,he wants to give &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; hugs to everyone.and that's you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from your girl,she has a special message : i love you sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos everyone.till next time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109988633586235836?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109988633586235836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109988633586235836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109988633586235836' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109739996794020683</id><published>2004-10-10T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T17:19:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/1996/640/AXA%20Ghost.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/1996/320/AXA%20Ghost.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109739996794020683?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109739996794020683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109739996794020683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109739996794020683' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109656749848793953</id><published>2004-10-01T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T02:04:58.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking of the 1st week in school, everything seem so perfect. everyone were getting along so well. and were never worried of not understanding what the hell the lecturer were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;but now. everything are so much different.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish time can go back and stop there forever.&lt;br /&gt;now everyone is worried about project.&lt;br /&gt;for me i have not even started on any, but i'm not worried at all cause all my life i been doing things last minutes. still remember the days where i ton 2 night just to finish up my art preparation work. i'm just lazy cant blame.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that everyone is coping well with those project, if there is any problem if i can i'm most willing to help really, altho i'm not that good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things happen today. actually i planned to try and finish the golf project by today. then amy was like telling me ling and her is going school to do the project. so i decided to follow along.  when i was there, i can some how sense that they were really very stress up. as something had happen, i dont intend to talk about it. but ya every person always only think about themselve and forget about other people feelings, its normal every human being is the same. who dont think about themselve 1st?.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to see people always see their life with just problem and problem. the reason for problem to affect themselve so much is because of themselve. problem is there to be solve. not to be worry about. if for the time being you cant solve it. just put it aside.&lt;br /&gt;why want to holding on to the problem when you know that now you unable to solve and making yourself so upset?. its no point. must learn to be positive. must live a life that you are happy. and not a life where you always feeling dieing. if you are surviving a life that is so unhappy whats the point?.&lt;br /&gt;sometime i really wish that i have the special power that i can read people's mind and change people thinking, and knowing everything. i want people around me to be happy with no worry.especially you. i want to know how you feeling. i want to be there when you are down. i want to be there when you need someone to be there for you. i want to be there when you not feeling well. i want to take care of you. i want to be 24hr stand by for you. i want..i want...&lt;br /&gt;i want to be by your side taking care of you forever. i will.&lt;br /&gt;now what i want to do is just to concerntrate in finishing my project. so that i would have much more time to prepare for my semester exam which is coming real soon. i'm worried. i'm really worried, not only for myself but for EVERYONE.&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/6695400-109656749848793953?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109656749848793953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109656749848793953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109656749848793953' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109647070111165104</id><published>2004-09-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T23:11:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This few days been busy with the projects.&lt;br /&gt;today i took 6 1/2hr to finish the personal development report haha.&lt;br /&gt;feel so tired.still have so many project to go haiz.....&lt;br /&gt;* Xing Wake up! Continue to finish those project!*&lt;br /&gt;been reminding myself.&lt;br /&gt;now lazy to write.&lt;br /&gt;btw is this skin nice?..i love this song by landy-lan se yu.&lt;br /&gt;kk see you all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109647070111165104?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109647070111165104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109647070111165104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109647070111165104' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109464889324235195</id><published>2004-09-08T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T23:06:44.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Worry is like A Rocking Chair. It Gives you Something To Do But DoesN'T GeT You AnYWhere*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com had break down so i will not be updating for the time been. haiz...:(...&lt;br /&gt;miss my story? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll Be Back!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*The Difference Between a successful person and others is a lack of strength. Not a lack of Knowledge. But Rather is a lack of Will*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109464889324235195?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109464889324235195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109464889324235195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109464889324235195' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109376821764070606</id><published>2004-08-29T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T16:30:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now listening to lee hom's "Ni Bu Zai", everytime when i hear this song. it always give me those lonely feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni bu zai, tang wo jui xiu yao ai,&lt;br /&gt;ni qui bu zai.&lt;br /&gt;wo shou le shang zai dou dou hao qi lai....&lt;br /&gt;ni bu zai, bu guang gao xing hai shi bei ai,&lt;br /&gt;ni dou bu zai~~wo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days nothing much had happen. just as normal. wake up in morning took the aireoplane to Afirca to visit my friends there. went on top of the elephant, then i lay on it back while it taking me to tour around.the scenery was so nice.then i fall asleep with the strong blowing againist me.&lt;br /&gt;in the evening i saw my friend kun-bushman..they were busy hunting for food, as i'm hungry so i followed them. they were busy chasing after deers, but i'm not used to eating deer meat so i decided to go hunt for food myself. after half an hour i'm back with 2 chicken in my hand. my friends were all laughing at me. but i ignored them. i used a knife and cut the throat of the chicken, the blood splash out, the chicken is struggling. i was scared so i were running around while holding it in my hand. the blood were splashing everywhere and hit my friends. their whole body is all full of blood. they were so angry and chase after me around.&lt;br /&gt;after i killed the chicken n plung out all the feather. i go boil the chicken, when it cooked i go collect  rice from the plain field and i climb up the coconut trees to get some coconut. then i put the coconut in the pot together with the rice to cook coconut rice.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile when it cooked the smell was so strong, that my friend were all staring at my food and beg me to give them some. as i'm a very friendly and generous person i shared with them. they all like it alot, and asked me to teach them to cook this coconut chicken rice. as it getting late i had to rush to take the last aireoplane home i promise to teach them on the next day i see them.&lt;br /&gt;then i found a cheetah. i catches it, and tie a rope around its neck, get on its back and speed to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;and got the plane and manage to get back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the story interesting right?. got A*? of cause right! =p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what happening on friday. actually everyone also have fault, we can blame anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually getting quite sick of it. i want to help but, i just feel helpless. i find it quite childish.&lt;br /&gt;ya you are right when you say why i need to think for others feelings when they never try to think about my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;if everyone also were to think it this way, no one is going to give in. it will just get worse.&lt;br /&gt;for me, it not that i got no feelings, it not that i don't know how to get angry. it not i heck care. it just that sometime i will just try to forgive and forget. why want to make yourself angry with someone. it will just make me even more unhappy to hate someone.&lt;br /&gt;i will not ask why i need to think about others feelings when others don't bother to think how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;but instead i will ask why dont i try to think for other feeling before thinking why people never think for my feeling&lt;br /&gt;justin i'm not saying you never think for others feeling or saying you insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;i trying to say is that friendship is just like relationship. like what you told me "whatever you did for the person don't expect anything in return".&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when you have some comment about some person, ya you are just trying to be honest and want to let the person know and you meant for that person good. but no person like to hear negative comment about themselve, some time is better to keep the comment to yourself. then when there is a chance then maybe try to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;and in your blog there is one part you saying people saying you fat sweat easily and that time when imm and i were laugh at you. when there is this guy in the newspaper that we'think' it looks like you. I'm Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i believe every comment that people or me or imm made it does not meant to hurt you. it just that sometimes we will made fun of people. everyone also been made fun of, hope you wouldn't take it so seriously&lt;br /&gt;i hope after all this had happen. it wouldn't made you have the feelings of not coming to school. cause i want to let you know that you will not be alone. Mi Ah Nuel and Amy will always be with you k. and exam is coming don't let this kind of things affect us. just be focus to finish our exam 1st. i believe if you willing to forgive people those people will sure be able to feel it and sense it. and they will also forgive you too..&lt;br /&gt;this is all i had to say. hope everything will turn out well.=p&lt;br /&gt;justin i always treat as a good friend of mine k. hope you feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;YAO KAI XIN k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gong cut hair lu~~ kena forced hehe&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing you~~~~~~~Saya Cinta Awak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109376821764070606?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109376821764070606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109376821764070606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109376821764070606' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109247318668603552</id><published>2004-08-14T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T16:53:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;WoW..! my blog got Mushroom!!! Haha..ya well actually now I’m suppose to be on my way to trainin for floorball, but I’m jus lazy. I had decided to stop.&lt;br /&gt;It actually not totally becos of lazy.. floorball training is on wed n sat. I every weekend had to work..i noe I nid the $.. so ya since I cant giv my best for floorball I tin I’m gona giv up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I’m tinin 1 day will it b my study. Will I juz decided to stop?.. I noe it possible.&lt;br /&gt;Yest I had the HTML n C-programming, both I were also havin problem getting started.. I really feel veri irritated and I can feel tat I had totally no interest in it. My fren were telling mi “dun b stupid u had totally no interest in it..y still wana waste ur 3yrs?”..i’m I wastin my time here?... I had no idea. I noe I’m the only one feelin tis way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Everytime when I feel like telling my father I dun1 to continue anymore.. I wld jus remb wat my aunty told mi tat night.” You cannot always only tin abt urself. I noe u had no interest in IT and wana go shatec for tourism. But u had to tin for ur dad. Do u know how he feel when he is unable to send u there. He also want to giv u wat u want. But he now alrdy had to spent so much to send ur sis to U..n his the only 1 wrkin in ur family.u shld try to tin 4 ur dad. Y dun u jus try ur best n try to finish ur studies n gt a diploma. After u got a stable job.. den u go for wat u want to do.. as tourism can juz take up some part-time courses outside. N…….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I’m been telling myself to not to giv up. Tatz y during those lab lesson I been kp tryin n tryin and whenever I manage to get it I would b SO HAPPY! Haha..so ya I shall continue tryin… n I really want all the ppl around mi to wrk hard together wif mi..coz every1 ard mi will affect mi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;N REIKO u dun always only tin of playin! Hu dun wana to b playin n enjoyin e.day..but tis life k!..like wat the 2pid George sae education is important if not nxt time when we grow up how we goin to support the ppl ard us our family and our love one…we had to wrk hard for our future!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;N amy u too dun always tin of givin up although I’m also..=p…we shld now jus try our best k..n if after all the effort u put in n still unable to get it..den ya mayb den tin abt takin another course tat can get ur interest k…Don't Think of Giving Up If You Never Even Tried Your Best..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n Justin you seem veri trouble this few days..i can feel it… sumtime try to forget all the unhappy tins k..altho I not really noe wat happen..but cheer up k.. when u doin sumtin dun let other tin to affect u k..n never giv up easily k&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sometime I really feel tat if I could always remain as baby how nice it wld b..no trouble no worry..everyday jus cry n simle..eat n shit! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I Love Babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I miss my Grandma! Since sch start I never gt the time to visit her. Today I shld hav go =(…hope she is feel good =p..i miss my aunty I miss my uncle.. dey all dote mi so much..i’m gona find 1 day soon to visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Now I juz waiting n hoping… I juz want to hav the chance to take care of you..to care abt you to show my concern and love for u as sumone who love you lots =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109247318668603552?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109247318668603552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109247318668603552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109247318668603552' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109161287604218871</id><published>2004-08-04T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T17:59:49.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmmm paiseh so long no update..actualli also not long wat..the longest is frm April till July leh =p…so ya I shall start now…last sundae I skip wrk wif my colleague..actualli I shld wrk till 930pm..but my colleague was complaining no1 accompany her go c the fireworks…n the next day is her birthday..i understand how sad it feels to b b feelin lonely during birthday lor..so I left 2hour earli to go watch the $10 fireworks( coz I skip 2hr of wrk which I shld earn $10 haha) wif her…when we walkin out of OG we saw the uncle sellin Tiger Wok n when he saw us he was like straight askin us, "you two goin watch the fireworks? I also..wan go together?"..haha he dam funny lor…one look at us noe we r goin..hmm…haha..&lt;br /&gt;So we took a cab down juz $3 onli..1st time take cab so cheap 1 ar..&lt;br /&gt;when we reach there..so scary lor..the whole brigde between the durain n the 4ever spittin monster was flooded wif ppl lor...We waited for 1/2hr dam crowded n I hate crowd lor…n there is light rain I wipe my spec den wet again I wipe my spec den wet again! So mafan haha..&lt;br /&gt;At ard 815 the firework start..it was so nice! Reali… if I was wif my love one there..how nice it wld b =p…after the 5mins firework..n the uncle went home…we were lookin for place to eat…den I saw the fullerton hotel..n remb amy work place is ard there! Haha..i tired to look ard but dunnoe where(aniwae she not wrkin tat day also haha)..den walk till boat quay 1 of the restaurant to eat..the food quite nice..but exp too…den after awhile her guy fren came along…the tins dey two tok I juz cant get in 1 lor..feel so extra..like 1 small boi boi wif them haha…we order 2 bottle of heniken n share among we 2 as the guy drivin…den I reach hm wa headache ar..haha..ya la now momo must b luff bad Drinker right?..KKK I Noe!...&lt;br /&gt;Den I had to rush for the Personal development Project dam sucky lor..head so pain still nid to type…den on the next day 1st lesson was the sketch liao..so nervous ar!...kp on feel like goin to toilet haha.&lt;br /&gt;I feel tat my group did the most badly..hope can pass =p&lt;br /&gt;Den at night went wif jus to find amy…den also dunnoe y suddenly feel quite giddy..den go buy a bottle a coke tot can feel better..den turn out to b worse..wan to vomit ar..den tahan till the somerset toilet n BOOOAR…….!!!! Haha…splash the whole toilet bowl ar! Haha..n after I came out gt a guy when in straight ar! Haha..he is so lucky…den my whole eyes like crying like tat…but I feel much better ..n feel alright after awhile…it was nice tat night…&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday..the school was as borin as usually…but once after sch mi n ah nuel went straight to the Pool!! Shiok sia..so long no swim le! Haha..went in the water feel so free n relaxin…my stamina deprove a lot a lot a lot a lot..after 4 lap went up to get SunTAN!!! Haha I dun want to b call “pek ka zua”(white cockroach”) Any More!!!! Which my jie always say mi!!..haha but onli manage to tan abit onli but gd improvement le k…haha atlest now I gt the swimming trunk shape on my butt k! haha nxt week gona go continue to get tan! Haha!..&lt;br /&gt;Den ya Ah nuel 2dae den tell mi yest was his Birthday idiot la he..shld sae earlier mah.. I was wif him the whole day leh…I will feel bad if I 4gt sum1 birthday…and he said he to the had told us..n we noe abt it…No Lor!..&lt;br /&gt;Den juz now after sch I tot I gt floorball…when I reach there it was SO EMPTY lor! I tot I come earli as I usually around 4+ den will reach n I 2dae 3 reach there alrdy so I went up to wait n at the same time msg mi fren to confirm..den he told mi” it been cancel, didn’t hairol msg u abt tis?”..was like WA LAN A!.. sometime I real feel extra there. Noe onli 1 or 2 person there..den now wat happenin I also dunnoe..feel like getting out..&lt;br /&gt;But I like to play..esp in a game..so fun….so ya mi tin I gona continue..but if still continue like tat..i might stop.&lt;br /&gt;So after tat, came home straight..in the bus sitin wif a ah nei..dam SMELLY!! Haha..den at jalan kayu when he dropin off..his Armpit Open so Big Somemore WALAU~~~!!! Haha..den I did not sae anitin la..he quite nice la when I sit beside he turn the aircon 1 to my side..but he did not notice tat it the smell toward mi..haha..untill jalan kayu den my nose can finalli relax..haha mi veri bad hor?..like 1 smell veri nice like tat..haha.&lt;br /&gt;After I reach hm so bored..go play wif yiyi awhile..den she cry....I cum n use the com le(btw is not I make her cry k!..haha she tis few days veri noti kp on want ppl to carry her..n kp cryin..so the prob nt on mi k hahaha children LOVE mi k =p)..n type tis LOSO Entry haha..tin u ppl sure read halfway dun read liao right?...sure veri boring…cant blame la..cos now I’m bored nth to do so jus type type type~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109161287604218871?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109161287604218871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109161287604218871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109161287604218871' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109121640815276354</id><published>2004-07-31T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T03:40:26.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FUCK the com man!! i type untill so LONG and it juz AUTO CLOSE!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;..Now i had to Re-type E.tin!!&lt;br /&gt;As i was sayin..tis 2 days nothing much had happen..&lt;br /&gt;yest when to meet up wif &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOMO..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ya had a Great time!..we tok alot...abt him mi n blah blah blah......&lt;br /&gt;we slack at the J8 Food Junction's Long Bench which we alway sit..we sit there for veri long lor haha...n ya i help to decorate his lecture note..so Cool Right?..u now must b so Proud of ur Notes Right?...=p Never Thanx mi!&lt;br /&gt;den when we were walkin den he was like tellin mi wat happen to him..den he demo by holdin my hand tight to him...there is a group of ppl walkin toward us lor..den dey was like ...hmm..HAHAHA!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOMO!!! DUN GAY WIF MI LA!! I HAD TOLD U SO MANY TIME I'M STRAIGHT!!..GIV UP LA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;K!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we juz went home..n i was so bored tat i fall aslp =p haha..ya so tats all for yest...&lt;br /&gt;Today Kena wake up at 745!..the Baby(yiyi) earli in the mornin ios like cry n cry n cry n cry lor!...den i go had my BF(breakfast) while msg amy..den AMAZINLY she Replied! for the 1st time she wake up so earli! haha.jkin la k..=p&lt;br /&gt;i been tinin tat sch start at 1010 lor..den she msg mi n say "9 la"..i went to go c the timetable..i was like &lt;strong&gt;WAT THE &lt;em&gt;FOOK!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..haha rushed to the toilet to BrushShitBathe..all in 20mins! haha i'm so proud of myself!..wear my NY cap n yellow NIKE slipper n jus goes off..haha...when the reachin the bus stop..i saw the bus 86 went off..it reali fated for mi to mi late la....i reached sch at 930 haha&lt;br /&gt;the HTML was quite interestin lor..i can understand..actuali quite enjoy doin it haha..tin i will start makin my own web page soon....=p..den was the data&amp;amp; n blah blah blah..haha DAM SIAN!!..after tat was the C programin tingy it kind of confusin but ok la..still manage to catch up abit haha...&lt;br /&gt;school for mi e.day was boring la...&lt;br /&gt;after school went to mit up my group member( xing's fan club member) haha for the personal development..i tot e.1 had done their part n wld b able to pass to mi to print..But Dey hav NOT even Started lor..den i had to giv thme idea n all....haiz..den the 2pid Sean nv Turn up still tell mi he's at bugis urghh!!! haha..so no choice hav to mit him tml to discuss the script! so ma fan!..but no choice la hu call mi to b such a nice leader..haha&lt;br /&gt;den when Compass Point to buy present for my cousin's son brithday haha..my jie dam stingy ar..choose those cheap cheap 1 =p..after tat we when hm..altho i dun reali 1 to go hm...den i decided to Orchard =p...when there n find amy..wa she even pourin curry into the cup also like posin ar! haha..den juz walk ard awhile n send her back..hmm...ya..haha den took a cab the cab was like so SMELLY!!!! n No Air-Con!..he drive half way den remb to on n by the time it cold again i reach liao! haha crazy guy!.n nid mi to guide him which way to go all the while lor!..must well let mi drive! haha..&lt;br /&gt;so now online lor...actually dun feel like bloggin but been forced haha..so ya k la gona stop here...i'm tired&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/6695400-109121640815276354?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109121640815276354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109121640815276354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109121640815276354' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-109095425957356398</id><published>2004-07-28T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T02:50:59.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;strong&gt;Back&lt;/strong&gt;! :p..haha hmm..coz been so bored tis few days so can like ya try bloggin haha...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry la Rachel, u put in so much effort for mi in tis blog&amp;nbsp;but i nv make use of it...so ya i'm here! not to waste ur effort! :p&lt;br /&gt;n cheer up k...noe ur been unhappy wif ur clazmate n studies...but u hav to try ur best k..u&amp;nbsp;goin to b there for another 2yrs+..so ya..must wrk hard k and at the same time take care of urself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm mi bored is not becoz i gt nothing to do..is juz that i dun feel like doin. juz Lazy..i had to finish a Personal Development Assignment when i hav to hand up by&amp;nbsp;Mon,&amp;nbsp;tat include comin out wif a sketch about "interpersonal communication problem" haha lame?...n i'm the group leader :( i'm surpose to call them up to meet up to plan for the&amp;nbsp;Assignment but i jus dun feel like startin haha lazy?..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i also shld b doin the HTML tingy, i just don't noe hw to start. or also can sae dun feel like startin haha lazy?...&lt;br /&gt;n i cld b doin the Math tutorial!..my assignment is startin to pile up...the sickening ugly old monkey had already call urs to do up till tutorial 4 n i'm still at startin of turtorial 2! haha...2dae he really spoil my mood! for the past 2 day he's been pickin on mi!..every qns also ask" Yes Xing?"..IDIoT!!..i was like sittin there kp scoldin him haha...i tried to hide frm his sight but he still " Ya! Where is Xing, Yes Xing?" Ahhhh!!!! none the qns i seem to understand..wat happen to my math?..i tird to listen but.... after the lecture i went home..i'm angry not becouse of the IDiot dusgusting Ugly sickEnin Monkey..is like after almost 1month plus in sch what have i learn?..NTH! i only know the 2pid aunty at the south canteen CHEAT $$!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha so ya...tin its time for mi to do sumthing...i will try...ya really i will try..hard to believe?.....shld b la..coz i'm also dunnoe if i will haha lazy?&lt;br /&gt;ya as wat irene said..is&amp;nbsp;i make myself not interested alwayz slackin..ya..hmm its true lor..everytime step in the lecture 1st tin in my mind is to get a comfortable sit haha...ya...&lt;br /&gt;and justin i noe u quite unhappy about mi been alwayz slackin...haha ya k la bro i will try to b Alert From tml k...try la :p&lt;br /&gt;N amY..ya cheer up k?..gt&amp;nbsp;problem&amp;nbsp; juz tell us dun kp everytin in urself k..alwayz so stress will veri fast old k!..i dun1 a old women to b my dear haha...JAX is alwayz together k&lt;br /&gt;And ya to my tMx too...dunnoe how u all doin man...N ya gona MEET MOMO TIS THURSDAY!! haha gt alot to tok!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N ya tatz all ba...feelin hungry nw..how nice if there is sum1 ckin for mi nw ;p&lt;br /&gt;so ya Nite everyone ..Nite AMY! haha&lt;br /&gt;(did i sae alot of "ya"?...haha shld b la...coz MUST try to cut down on "meh mah lor hor la" so had to use "ya" to replace haha..bear if it =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-109095425957356398?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109095425957356398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/109095425957356398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109095425957356398' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6695400.post-108118071345756354</id><published>2004-04-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T00:02:17.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling lonely..feeling something is missing..i hate myself..i'm no longer the nice guy xing...many people said i have changed..don't ask me why cause i don't even know myself &lt;br /&gt;maybe i am tired of wearing a mask the whole time..used to cover my ugly face..i don't want people to see my real face.... &lt;br /&gt;i have 3 close friend..1st one forever controlled by his parent..i'm nt angry wif him tat he alwayz cant come out, but is alway never even ask for permission..will plan everything that seem so nice..and in the end cancelled..sometime even worse never even ask, start saying his father will nv allow..i Hate him! &lt;br /&gt;2nd one...never show the true side of him to mi..how i goin 2 trust him?..i hate him! &lt;br /&gt;3rd one...forever talking big..i hate him! &lt;br /&gt;but all of them show concern for me, when they know i'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;1st one, will everyday call to talk to me,want to know how i am doing &lt;br /&gt;2nd one, once he know i need help, he sure will try and help me &lt;br /&gt;3rd one alwayz trying to call me out and meet up to keep our friendship and help to solve my problem &lt;br /&gt;but i NEVER try to contact them myself..i'm such a lousy friend..not worth to be their friend....when i know they have problem, ya i will try to help them but in my heart i feel that i'm not...i'm the Most lousy person in the world &lt;br /&gt;today when to visit my grandma..been 1 month not seeing her...she look so weak...but can see from her eyes she was so happy to see me,and my uncle who dote me the most...keep talking to me non-stop. when i brought my grandma down to cut her hair..she cant even walk properly..onli afew steps she was like keep panting..at that moment i was having a kind of strange feelings..hard to describe jus feel like crying...after cutting her hair she was talking to me about my father...i feel that i'm such a lousy son..i hate myself... and Why i took so long to visit my grandma? is it so hard to find some time for her? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday going to work must keep wearing a mask that look happy..i'm tired of that ..i want to rest.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people there is so nice to me...got people teach all the skill..got people show concern to me..even got people buy sweet for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends, i love the people at work, i love my family &lt;br /&gt;But i Just Hate Myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take a break from this place...let myself sort things up in me...i want some peace..i want some silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6695400-108118071345756354?l=sobertranquility.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/108118071345756354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6695400/posts/default/108118071345756354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobertranquility.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108118071345756354' title=''/><author><name>blah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00969567903199975999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
