<?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-13063102</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:02:41.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[D]@nI3L = TrUtH hUrTs, iGnOrAnCe iS bLisSeD</title><subtitle type='html'>to bE a goOd LoVeR.. oNe mUst knOw hoW tO lOVe yoUrself fIrSt</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-7924849557017254988</id><published>2007-10-16T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:30:34.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT TAGGED</title><content type='html'>I knew it... after i saw Mr Hong tag on Ms Pek... i knew i will be next on the list... But on second thot... it might be high time for me try and my my blog more lively... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my bag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i dun usually carry a bag.. but just look at what i found in my Levis Bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chocolate from last year's Christmas party (Hmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 80Gb Harddisk filled with my sch work (Oh no.. dont doubt the amount of sch work i haf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lighter (Hmmm.. x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Underwear (Must be the last time when im staying in. Hopefully its clean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Toilet Paper Roll (A rare commodity in camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my Head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "Shit, i got tagged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) "Darling lets shag! =D~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) "Stop looking over my cubicle or i let u sign Extra Duties!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) "Alot of people die everyday. Why doesnt my boss follow suit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) "Yah rite... why dont you just kiss my ass... suck my D**K and scratch my balls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 5 sms i recieve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "Sgt.. can i go for off" Reply: "Nope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) "After you shit.. can you mit me in the office?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) "Hello, dun tell mi u still shitting?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) "Eh quick leh OC going off liao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) "Sir say u can take your time to crap.. tml den see him... btw staff tell you to kiss his ass.. suck his d**k... and scratch his balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 work i frequently use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) NB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Yah rite + Roll eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 recent things i just did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Shit (Yeh, you guessed it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Surf the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) S***E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Scratch my balls! (Yeh, you guessed it again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things inside my wardrobe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Undies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 2003 poly notes!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Towels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Pillows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i last ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Fishball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Toilet Paper (I jus wonder how it get into my mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Cup Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Bread again (Boring~~) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 People i tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the dwelling no. of people reading my blog... i really wonder who can i tag.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Guigui - Thats if u are still reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hazel - ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ah Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Keching - If u even have a blog in the first place.. or Naiping also can.. but pls... send mi her blog add can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Last of all.. my DarLiNg of coz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-7924849557017254988?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/7924849557017254988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=7924849557017254988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/7924849557017254988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/7924849557017254988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-tagged.html' title='I GOT TAGGED'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-1193929671159191543</id><published>2007-09-27T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:31:36.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After So So Long</title><content type='html'>Its been a long long time since i last blog... trying to get use to the busy adult life (Well, it might be abit late to say this now since im like 24 oredi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a working adult and a student at the same time doesnt really fit well tgt... either role compromises each other.... to a certain extent... i start to wonder if it is possible to fully assume both roles at the same time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months later, after 6 lesson will be my exam... a step closer to obtaining a MBA.. and MAYBE... a step closer to getting where i want in life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, a person that was close to me pass away... on my birthday i attended her burial.... it was really a sad scene... she was my mentor... a person that i look up to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down into the casket, i was thrown off by wat i saw.... She look different... so different to the extent that i couldnt even associate her present self to the once so confident mentor that i once knew.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was den it dawn on me the pain and sufferings that she when thru during this time of illness... i regretted not visiting her... Dar-Ling's blog was saying that she would want to try as much as possible to save her loved ones... but then again... things doesnt go where we wanted do we? I do not mean that im a person who dun give up without a fight... but thing with regards to life... is jus too hard to control... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad that my dear spent the rest of my birthday cheering me up... treating me to a nice resturant... planning a surprise party with my DBL O pioneers... im jus glad that my birthdays is always remembered.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is alot of challenges coming ahead... my studies... my finances... my ambitions... my family... my relationship... geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of pple say that i will be better off someday... i jus hope this someday come faster... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite guys... so much for the first blog... cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-1193929671159191543?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/1193929671159191543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=1193929671159191543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/1193929671159191543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/1193929671159191543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-so-so-long.html' title='After So So Long'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-117378559959901466</id><published>2007-03-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:33:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>Surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that im bloggin now is quite a surprise.. after a day of training... two weeks to be excat.. its going to be over soon.. n soon enff i'll be on my way to taiwan.. WeeeEeEee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun get the wrong idea my Dar-Ling... its not that i really wana go but u noe... compare to the training now.. i still prefer the taiwan trip... im still a lazy boy yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel that my life is undergoing some transition this year... and things that happen within this short year might well have a very big impact on my life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dar-Ling - She is mixing ard well with my friends... simply love her presence.. yearn for her smile.. dream of her hug... lust for her kiss..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) MBA - Starting my MBA this July.. the whole world is telling my that it hard.. i dun realli think so.. but we shall c... but if i manage to get it.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lawsuit - The shitty case has been dragging for too bloodly long.. gd news.. its most likely to end this year... with the claims.. hopefully i can make sumthing out of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Transfer - Going to transfer to another dept soon.. there is always risk when you are out from your comfort zone.. however key appt holders have been choosen.. n i would expect a gd relationship between my boss n i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) TOTO &amp; 4D - Well... i jus have a feeling that i will strike big sooner or ltr can.. Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to sumone.. my life shld be getting sumwhr.. sumtime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yes.. I MISS U TOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-117378559959901466?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/117378559959901466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=117378559959901466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117378559959901466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117378559959901466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/03/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-117188713909339012</id><published>2007-02-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:12:19.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a new year...</title><content type='html'>I never knew that when you order pizza delivery you have to collect it yourself.. damn im gona do it now.. i think i kana con liao... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hungry man is a stupid man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hungry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-117188713909339012?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/117188713909339012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=117188713909339012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117188713909339012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117188713909339012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/02/wat-new-year.html' title='Wat a new year...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-117067901132440048</id><published>2007-02-05T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:36:51.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The inner me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I am looking at an eye thats seem so lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring into the blank spaces.. my brain jus refuses to work. The huge rock just sat in the middle of the road as if its trying to keep me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are you stopping? Haven you stopped enough? 2 years is a long time. Its getting late!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rock wouldn't barge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-117067901132440048?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/117067901132440048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=117067901132440048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117067901132440048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117067901132440048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/02/inner-me.html' title='The inner me'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-117017087393081555</id><published>2007-01-30T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:38:51.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be continued..</title><content type='html'>Alritey.. i noe i took quite a long time to continue the blog.. but... well.. its kinda hard to get my lazy ass down to blog nowadays.. too many distractions... i've got my psp.. i've got my 2 new books to finish.. i've my work.. duties.. and best of it.. mY dAr-LinG.. so whr got time u tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... to start off whr we left the last time round... i was saying that there are many big things that happened... &lt;em&gt;(blame e lazy bug for the lack of pic =P)&lt;/em&gt;.. the 3rd big thing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've revamped my room!! A completed makeover! For those who are fortunate enff to be invited to my hse before the change.. im sure you cant take your eyes off that messy table.. the "japanese style" bed.. the dusty computer... the floor full of wires... to put it simply.. its like a... umm... hate to use this word but.. i would say... rubbish chute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame the lazy bug for the lack of fotos i say.. tho i am extremely damn proud of my room now.. i'm really THAT lazy to post foto up today.. maybe sum other day yah... if u are all that curious.. lets say that none of my furniture survive this revolution... none.. except for my wardrobe.. not that i din wanna change it.. but its bloddy freaking expensive... cant stress more on this.. the cheapest one is at least half a thousand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this might actually come quite late.. but i will haf to extend my deepest gratitude to Mr Phua Hongkong for helping mi to tear and bring down 3 "huge-mongous" pieces of furniture... w/o him.. i'll be so so died.. dying under the weight of those junks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that.. i will haf to thank my Dar-LinG.. for her time.. shopping at Ikea... for her ideas.. reccomandations... n most of all... her ample support in watever i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year is ard the corner.. i invite all of u... up all of you to jus drop by.. be enivous of my cozy room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. and as for the last big thing that happened... is.. is Mr Phua Chee Wee left for Hongkong early this month... &lt;del&gt;Heng i manage to make him carry those heavy loads before he left&lt;/del&gt; Not to get mushy or wat but... im starting to miss him... all the fun.. laughter.. tok cock session.. Mj session.. June seem so so far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enff of the changes... lets tok abit bout life... dunno y.. this week has been.. umm... boring.. sian.. monotonous... stagnate.. ever since i sign up for my MBA.. i've been looking forward to life beyond army.. so much so that i seem to forget the fact that i still haf two years left in their hands.. mayb its jus not the time yet.. i shld jus keep focus...for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be the mood swings.. PMS.. lol... im getting abit emotional nowaways... was following sum show these few week.. the Ch 8 7pm show n the CH u 10pm show.. in the 7 pm show.. the gal is damn sad when she loses her virginity to the so call bf... while in the 10pm show.. gals are rushing to get laid .. they even celebrated after she was laid... dUh... of cos .. many will say that you haf to look at the setting.. background.. culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big no no in the present might be a cause to celebrate in the past? If thats the case... is there a right or wrong.. or it all depend how you justify... alrite.. im crapping liao.. lets move on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus to share.. got one fortune teller said that my luck will change.. for the beta of cos... and indeed.. jus last week.. i got a 4d n toto! In the same week mind you... tho its nt realli alot... but since i've nvr won any 4d before.. im contended... however he also say that i'll be bloody rich in the future.. i certainly hope that he will be dead right bout that... btw... this forunte teller jus appeared on the show "Gals out loud" last week... i think he is damn damn zhun... &lt;em&gt;(oR at least i hope so)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-117017087393081555?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/117017087393081555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=117017087393081555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117017087393081555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/117017087393081555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-be-continued.html' title='To be continued..'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-116887155122352103</id><published>2007-01-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:52:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HapPi nEw YeaR..</title><content type='html'>Wooohh.... its a brand new year.. so hows everyone? its been like 2 months since i last blogged.. BUT.. this two months is full of changes.. let us see wat happened since Nov..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Big Thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/887820/Sony%20PsP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/146305/Sony%20PsP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My white PsP!! A cool gagdet.. a must haf for guys i haf to say.. Its uses.. is endless.. apart from its execellent graphic during gameplay (as the name say.. its Playstation Portable!).. it also dbl up as a MP3 player... a DVD player.. as well as an internet browser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best during travel.. you can play your fav game while on the move. Worried that your gf might be left out.. share the movie that you download to your PsP.. with this piece of treasure in hand.. you will nvr get another lonely moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Big Thing!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/290424/CIMG4053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/724218/CIMG4053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highly enticipated Thailand trip! The pic no bad rite... i took it myself okie. Its at Sky Bar @ Lebur State Tower... the view is *GuLp*... you can see it for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service is *GuLp* *GuLp*.. i literally felt like a millionaire..pple was greeting me and dar-Ling from the moment we step into the hotel... there is an attendent to open every door that we pass thru.. even the lift was "Jar ga" by a lift attendent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price is *GuLp* *GuLp* *GuLp*.. 2 glasses of wine and a beer costed a whooping $66 Sing dollar.. well.. well... treated like a millionaire liao... i suppose they expect you to pay like a millionaire too.. i paid up.. for the service... its worth every penny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On e 3rd nite, i went to Vertigo @ Banyan Tree Hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/716602/CIMG4077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/32864/CIMG4077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dar-Ling's Apple Martini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/156255/CIMG4079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/440190/CIMG4079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Main Course&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/83865/CIMG4081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/146036/CIMG4081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Dessert&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/51661/CIMG4084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/277894/CIMG4084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Peppermint Tea to end the lovely nite..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taxi fare from hotel to Bayan Tree Hotel: S$ 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Martini &amp; Sake: S$ 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Main Course : S$ 120&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Dessert : S$ 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea set : S$ 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a perfect ambience.. with great service.. good wine.. heavenly food.. lovely dessert thats out of this world.. and lastly.. enjoying the time of my life with dar-Ling : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Priceless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To sum up the trip...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/333734/Things%20We%20bought.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/414732/Things%20We%20bought.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The things we bought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/255293/High%20Class%20nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/348121/High%20Class%20nite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The high class nite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/1600/154755/My%20dear%20n%20I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/486/1134/320/341526/My%20dear%20n%20I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Dar-Ling &amp;amp; I&lt;/em&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 3rd big thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Be Continued.. ( meeting meng to exercise our lungs)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-116887155122352103?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/116887155122352103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=116887155122352103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/116887155122352103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/116887155122352103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2007/01/happi-new-year.html' title='HapPi nEw YeaR..'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-116264719743435991</id><published>2006-11-04T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:33:17.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long...</title><content type='html'>Halow.. im back.. yup.. its been nearly a month since my last entry... for those who care.. esp johnny.. these are the significant things that happen during this month of no show on my blog.. n yah.. plus the things that i promised.. they will be up &lt;del&gt;sumday&lt;/del&gt; soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significant things that happened (not chronological):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Thomas wedding&lt;br /&gt;2)Xilian's wedding&lt;br /&gt;3)i bought my O2 atom!!!&lt;br /&gt;4)jo Jo JO.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt; was fabluous.. but i guess im getting old.. old enff for pple to start asking me when is my turn to get married.. holy cow... i dunno man... i cant realli picture myself being a husband.. a father yet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say here... except for the fact that im getting abit bz with work now.. n njoying it at the same time.. n as for the frequency of my entires.. it really depends on my computer and if im too plain lazy... lol.. but i reckon that i dun haf much of a fan.. so for those whu wanna spy on me.. i guess u jus haf to call.. in the meantime... njoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-116264719743435991?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/116264719743435991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=116264719743435991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/116264719743435991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/116264719743435991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-so-long.html' title='After so long...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-116031859259083046</id><published>2006-10-08T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:43:12.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad weather Bad day...</title><content type='html'>Haze... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haze... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Haze... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;since thursday i think... singapore has been covered with a thick thick layer of haze.. for the benifit of our Singapore friends in Aust... which include Mr Qiang n Johnny.. this few days is a remake of the 1997 haze.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things you will notice during the haze&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The unmistakeable burning smell which brings back the memories of the hungry ghost festival that jus pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The PSI reading on the top left corner of TV show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The cloudy skyline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The sinius thats working over time whenever im outdoor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumbody said this and i think its pretty true... you know.. during the tsumami... when the indonesians is in need.. we send our money... our army... our supplies... and at the end of the day.. wat did they gif us bac in return... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Haze&lt;/span&gt; &lt;del&gt;Mayb there shld be a tsumami again to put out the fire&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hazey Mid-Autumn Festival was spend indoors.. went to watch Rob-b-hood... was a very funny movie.. with lotsa action.. the Jacky Chan style... I never realli haf a flair for hong kong chinese movie... well.. for obvious reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Their show.. alot of times.. n realli its alot of times is jus plain crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The movies come out super fast in the form of vcd.. dvd... SCV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i haf to say... i do haf faith in Jacky Chan tho... and the baby in the movie.. is jus sOoooOOoo cute.. altho i do find the nurse cute too.. haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was on friday... sat.. which was yest... i went shopping with my sis n meng... shopped at topshop... bought a new shirt at a whooping 83buckzz.. well its for the two weddings thats coming up.. nxt tue.. n on the deepavali.. was actually torn between two shirts... one look damn gd with the suit.. but its onli for very formal occasion.. while the other one was a gd blend between casual n formal.. so i chose the latter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went dwn to taka pasta cafe for sum &lt;strong&gt;fired rice&lt;/strong&gt;... duH~~ jus joking... so sum pasta i mean.. the pasta was nice.. meng concur... their waitress was cute too.. lol~~ &lt;del&gt;die.. i start to find every gal cute..&lt;/del&gt; den met up wif dj... went to play dota... n we ended our day at wineflair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gona be a start of a normal working week again.. muz get rid of the relac atitude left frm last week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: yesh johnny... i noe the pics frm my birthday n the anniversary dinner is way way over due.. gimmi sum time k.. fotos are very troublesome... at least thats wat i thot... n yah.. u haf a blog rite.. can you gimmie the add again.. i lost it when my com crash the last time round...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-116031859259083046?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/116031859259083046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=116031859259083046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/116031859259083046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/116031859259083046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-weather-bad-day.html' title='Bad weather Bad day...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115989715586843516</id><published>2006-10-04T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:44:32.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back~~</title><content type='html'>Wolah~~ Im back!! So.. did anibody miss me?? hur hur... i guess not huh.. haha... anyway.. i guess my blog miss mi the most.. ha~~ was bz the whole of last week... bz with clearing my offs.. catch up with my precious slp... and sum serious &lt;del&gt;dating&lt;/del&gt; socializing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no.. thats not the reason i din blog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din blog becos my internet was down... yup.. aft a day of unsuccessful tries to restore my internet.. i tried to tap on my neighbours wireless connection.. that turn out to be a bad idea.. therefore... i survive my weekend with only warcraft.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life w/o internet is like life wo &lt;del&gt;sex&lt;/del&gt; play.. at first you can live wo it... but down the road.. you jus feel like having a little time on it.. 5 days not coming online nearly drove me down the road of desperation... i was telling myself.. if i dun get any internet connection by tml... i shall jus pop down to a Mac.. buy myself a nice ice milo and blog frm there.. but luckly my sis manage to fix the prob before i join many other geeks at Mac for their free internet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah to continue frm the last blog.. i proudly announce that i've won the Best Dressed Award for my HongKong Triad Boss look during my DnD last thurs.. besides that my Hongkong Clan manage to bag the Best dress grp also.. i truly njoy the nite to the max.. it was the very first time that im so relax in an army event.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for a time to post my fotos up.. feel realli lazy now... realli couldnt get my lazy bones to work now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week will be a super relax week.. with lotsa offs and chalet.. and i hope lotsa &lt;del&gt;dating&lt;/del&gt; socializing too... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115989715586843516?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115989715586843516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115989715586843516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115989715586843516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115989715586843516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-back.html' title='Im Back~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115943345893423106</id><published>2006-09-28T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:09:18.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its Finally oVeR~</title><content type='html'>Its finally over... after all the planning.. preparation... and at last.. the execution... the 40th anniversary games day is over.. its such a relieve... a huge huge load off my back... suddenly i felt lighter.. but of cos... the hectic week is not over yet.. 2nite.. im going for escort again... and its startin at 12 am.. wat a time... den sat is my duty.. yup the one that need me to STAY IN.. on sun there is the parade at istana.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are looking for sum funny happenings... im sori bro... there is none... for the past 3 days... life has been as monotonous as it can be.. my day basically consist of waking up at 6 for work... during the daytime... meetings meetings and more meetings.. after im back hm.. i'll watch my fav tv drama until my eyes and brain fail on me for the night.. the onli thing that can wake me up for jus a moment is the smses.. otherwise im as good as a dead log..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for my anniversary dinner later... gona dress up as a hong kong triad member.. borrowed a coat frm ah wei.. hope i look gd in em... im quite excited bout the nite's event... as for the escort after the dinner.. its such a wet blanket.. otherwise i could haf join wendy n co. at MOS.. nvm... there is always a nxt time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah... no... my cough n flu is not getting any beta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115943345893423106?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115943345893423106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115943345893423106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115943345893423106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115943345893423106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-finally-over.html' title='its Finally oVeR~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115927932684851216</id><published>2006-09-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:35:58.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Super Tired~~</title><content type='html'>Darn.. im sick again.. *cough* *cough* mayb im jus too hardworking thats y... been falling in n out of sickness recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets tok about my work.. many many many many 100000000000x many work.. everyone jus wanna haf a piece of me... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heLLo~~&lt;/span&gt; there is only one daniel here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the flu bug sort of clog up my brain for a moment here.. im having a writers' block now... hmm... jus let me think bout wat i wanna write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking of blogging bout sum chim chim stuff.. but looking at my condition... i really dun think i can do it.. shall leave it on sum other days when im beta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping to go out on fri... so if call mi out if u are free ya.. sat im on duty... n parade on sunday... so yup.. weekend burnt again... no worries.. im getting used to it liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i tried to get this out of my head but i cant... was on the fone one day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:  (crapping) im thinking of getting attach.. &lt;del&gt;( No big deal.. cos i've been thinking of that since the day im single)&lt;/del&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XX:  yeah, i hope so too. Liddat you wun always call us out...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: (i was thinking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:$%#@%"&gt;&lt;em&gt;$%#@%&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;#@) ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So am i petty or wat.. whether jokingly or not..  but aft hearin this.. it jus made mi feel abit uncomfy.. even to the extent of abit buay song.. i mean WTF.. if u dun wish to come out... den dun... u sounded as if i put u at gunpoint to meet up.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back den everyone was complaining that nobody organise.. once u took the lead.. pple say u ask too frequently... humans are hard to please aye~~ frm now on i shall jus tk the back seat... and will onli ask those who is willing to jus spend sumtime tgt.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;meng n dj.. when is the nxt wineflair outing? i cant wait to sing wif her.. lolx.. but sori man.. im realli too sick to move today... mayb fri?   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Im getting used to the &lt;del&gt;kisses&lt;/del&gt; greetings at nite liao... can i haf more?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115927932684851216?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115927932684851216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115927932684851216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115927932684851216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115927932684851216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/super-super-tired.html' title='Super Super Tired~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115910810305686113</id><published>2006-09-24T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:28:23.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My personality</title><content type='html'>I've hop on the wagon for the personality test.. as usual... they are not all that accurate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOLD&lt;/strong&gt; = I strongly agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italic&lt;/em&gt; = Half Half.. depends on situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;Strikeout&lt;/del&gt; = i totally disagree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Personality and Character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;del&gt;naïve&lt;/del&gt; and industrious, sensual and sensible, methodical and meticulous. You believe in noble savage as to you all people and animal are basically right and honorable. You are &lt;del&gt;so pure in mind and so wholesome in spirit that you cannot tell when they are bad.&lt;/del&gt; (Wahaha.. im not a saint.. really!) Your &lt;strong&gt;deep intellectual qualities could assist you in making sound decisions&lt;/strong&gt;. Though you might appear to be a simple person and seem to care only for essential in actual fact you need a &lt;strong&gt;lavish and luxurious living&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a &lt;strong&gt;flexible&lt;/strong&gt; person, like a candle flame and not sturdy. Always seeking self-improvement &lt;em&gt;you will always probe into the details and get to the bottom of things before making a deal or making an assessment&lt;/em&gt;. Though you are a &lt;strong&gt;fun and carefree person but in fact you are an intense and emotional person&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Romance and Compatibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both &lt;strong&gt;devoted and loyal to a friend or loved one&lt;/strong&gt;. Likewise, you &lt;strong&gt;expect the same from them&lt;/strong&gt;. Capable of &lt;strong&gt;protracted personal sacrifice to preserve a love affair&lt;/strong&gt;, you &lt;strong&gt;rarely show any anger and is by nature a forgiving person&lt;/strong&gt;. However,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;once you snap you can turn your back on a person forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You &lt;strong&gt;cannot tolerate and will never forgive once you discover that your mate or lover has betrayed you&lt;/strong&gt;. Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio and Capricorn born in Rabbit/Sheep years are compatible to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where love affairs are concerned you are &lt;strong&gt;very passionate&lt;/strong&gt; and your relationship is normally a &lt;strong&gt;long and lasting affair&lt;/strong&gt;. You &lt;em&gt;do not only consider the physical aspect but also the spiritual aspect &lt;/em&gt;and thus keep the burning passion lasting over a longer period than most people. You are &lt;strong&gt;bright, interesting and attractive &lt;/strong&gt;(wahaha!) but independent and not the &lt;em&gt;clinging type&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cannot tolerate unfaithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Profession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer jobs that are artistic than scientific. You will make a &lt;em&gt;good boss and your employees will respect you as you always set a good example&lt;/em&gt;. As an employee you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reliable and trustworthy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Always wanting to do your work well, you will climb the ladder steadily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high energy and want excitement in life, which make careers like entertainment, &lt;strong&gt;public relations, marketing, broadcasting, advertising, journalism and creative professions suitable for you&lt;/strong&gt;. You &lt;strong&gt;do not mind taking risks&lt;/strong&gt; and you can be a speculator or even a &lt;del&gt;gambler&lt;/del&gt; if you do not choose the correct profession.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115910810305686113?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115910810305686113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115910810305686113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115910810305686113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115910810305686113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-personality.html' title='My personality'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115904554752709424</id><published>2006-09-24T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T05:05:50.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a marksman!!</title><content type='html'>I proudly declare that im a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MARKSMAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yeah baby.. u've heard mi rite.. marksman... dun pray pray okay... after last year's ATP when i miss the marksman by only 1 shoot.. i've regain the status yet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets take a look at this new addtion to my uniform...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/marksman.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/marksman.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.. not bad rite... its actualli not that uncommon to see pple with marksman badge.. so its nothing realli to be proud of.. but since i missed mine the last year... i reali reali wanted it very badly.. so... yeah... got it! but for the badge.. i was totally shag to the max.. went hm on fri.. and i was oredi slping by 9pm! unthinkable for a nightowl like myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;njoy my sat again.. slping till 11.. dragged myself up to catch the repeat of my drama on SCV.. followed by a movie.. actualli its two movies with huihui... slack till my parents come bac.. and den make my way dwn to wineflair.. wif meng dj rachal.. n her bf... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. im so lucky.. finally i had a chance to sing with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Sing Very Well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Sing Very Well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a regular at wineflair and by far.. she is the best singer i've ever heard.. never fail to captivate mi.. she is jus pure brilliant... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw.. read qx and xiaxue blog.. no offence to anybody... neither am i refering to anyone.. but for any individuals that commented that they hate weak woman/man alike.. i jus feel that they are jus giving themselves a tight slap across their own face.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. if you are the bystander looking at how stupid your friend is.. gifing up everything n anything for his/her love.. you might be yearning to reward them with anything ranging frm a slap to a kick that will bring em to pluto.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but turn the tables to yourself.. touch your heart.. have you had the whole world telling you that you shld jus gif up.. forget n leave.. while you stubbornly held on.. telling youself that you cant fathom the thot of leaving him/her despite the thing he/her have done... suddenly you became the most forgiving person in the whole world accepting every single shit that he/she has done.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love make pple blind.. love defy logic.. love make you weak... makes you strong.. makes you brave.. yet unrealistically hopeful.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of love.. everybody is a weakling.. it doesnt matter if you haf dick or not... with looks or not... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if now you are telling yourself.. nope.. i've never done a stupid thing for love before.. den i tell you.. you've never really love before.. and i really pity you for these absence.. for love defies reality.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who admit that they've been stupid before or even now still.. i jus have to say.. you've been thru it and become stronger... while alot more others is still trying to navigate thru the wild sea of love.. instead of being the gale that adds on the height of the waves hitting on em.. y not try to be te lighthouse that lead em back to the safety of the shore...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love and being weak is positivly related... the more you love the weaker you are.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115904554752709424?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115904554752709424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115904554752709424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115904554752709424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115904554752709424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-marksman.html' title='Im a marksman!!'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115875955789462945</id><published>2006-09-20T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:58:27.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny leh~~</title><content type='html'>Im going for range tml... and the day aft tml.. hafing said that means that i will actually haf to stay in... yesh... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;stay in!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like 2 years since my last stay in course... stayin in happens onli when its a must.. when its unavaoidable... For example... umm... my once a month duty.... other den that.. stayin in is really really... sickening... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really noe y im jus &lt;del&gt;bitching&lt;/del&gt; &lt;em&gt;sharing&lt;/em&gt; all abt this staying in thingy... it is not as if i've never stayed in.. but this time round... i jus felt like going hm... mayb i miss &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;... yup... &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is basically my new love... &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is here all the way.. ard my side... but very often i fail to see &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; importance till &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; tries to break away.. at times.. not even lighting up to me.. Im sorry but i guess i treated you as a substitute.. take a look at  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Photo-0126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;my new love&lt;/a&gt;.. cant live wo u baby... im a geek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah... on the headlines today... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thailand declares martial law.. Thai PM depose..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not really a political analyst.. commenting on global issue.. like any layman.. IMF meeting onli means &lt;del&gt;bloody&lt;/del&gt; increase in working load... countless road closure... super inconvience incurred if i ever step into the suntec area.. and the &lt;del&gt;stupid&lt;/del&gt; brillant 4 million smiles which i happen to be inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so grateful that im in Singapore... if i belong to the thai army... i would be slping in the streets in my tank... hafing my leave cancelled.. oh man... i think it worst den the IMF this time round... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh... im &lt;em&gt;bitching&lt;/em&gt; again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i realli had sumthing on my mind but i cant realli blog it dwn... not at least at this stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felt like... but afraid... hopeful... but hesitate..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115875955789462945?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115875955789462945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115875955789462945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115875955789462945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115875955789462945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/funny-leh.html' title='Funny leh~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115851792581489804</id><published>2006-09-18T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T02:39:32.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus A Regular blog..</title><content type='html'>Some pple commented that my command of english is quite good.. while some actually think that i grew up frm english speaking family... lol... i will take these as compliments... but in actual fact... im a veri chi-na guy.. My parents speak mandrin at hm... so do i... i converse mainly in mandrin.. esp when im wif my friends... i used to fail my English for the whole of my sec 3... plus half of my sec 4... so im actualli quite flattered by these comments like &lt;em&gt;"Hey ur english not bad" "u speak english at hm arh" &lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha~~ this blog entry is not meant to hao lian... but its jus sumthing that i noticed... anyway... last week.. like i've mentioned.. was a very bz week.. in fact till now.. im still like trying to recover frm the "shaggness" i incur frm that pack week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets tok abt the highlights of the week... i went for a blood donation!! Yes.. blood donation man!! Come on~~ appluase for me~~ haha~~ actualli.. its nothing to brag about... but its my first time... so its worth the blog.. lol.. the process is fast.. and umm.. i shld say painless.. everything from registration to mi on the sofa drinking my 3rd packet of milo took a little less den 30 mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic of the end product...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Photo-0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Photo-0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Devil Wears Prada with huihui on tues... its a very nice show.. a show wif &lt;del&gt;lotsa chio buz, bra n panties&lt;/del&gt; moral.. or should i say... it set me thinking.. under the influence of money.. fame.. power.. in this materialistic world... will it actualli change a person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is.. it will. Was extremely disappointed wif Anne Hathaway when she actually when out with the rich guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.. the show also pointed out the fact that.. if one want to survive in a particular environment.. u will haf to follow the rules.. and in many instances.. leaving yourself with no choice but to conform..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna doesnt believe in fashion initially... wearing clothes even i myself think was ugly... during these days.. she met with many problems... cold shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally she decided to change.. from her clothes... to her views on fashion.. and untimately.. her view towards her bf and friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope if i ever had a chance to strike gold... wahahaha~~ i will not let it get to my head... lol... and that is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i ever had that chance lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A meaningful movie.. with lotsa pretty gals... everybody gets sumthing out of it... For the thinkers.. the moral of the movie set u thinking.. for guys.. many many pretty gals in their underwear.. for girls... bags... belt.. coats... shoes... clothes... skirts... dress... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next i will tok about this &lt;del&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FARKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/del&gt; movie.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forbidden Siren&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. a total contrast frm my dear Devils wear Prada.. i think the director... script writer.. should jus wear nothing at all... a weak storyline no doubt... the movie was draggy.. it was suppose to be a horror movie.. but apart from the fact that the characters when possessed looks damn ugly... nothing in the movie excites mi.. wats worse... it has an extremely lame ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden Siren&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- 1/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lame movie with weak storyline.. low budget production.. weak attempt to provide a twist to the movie only to make it seem stupid... impossible and unrealistic.. a disgustingly lousy ending.. which leaves the cinema with shouts of "WTF" "Huh" "Kaoz".. angry stares were exchanged in an attempt to force the person who suggested the movie to pay for the rest.. i personally feel that the movie is out to cheat my hard earned money away frm me... the only reason i gif the movie 1 out of 10... is the fact the the lead actress is soo sooo cute.. gal next door look.. got my attention for the moment...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie... the dbl o pioneers went dwn to wineflair... attendence was full in absence of guigui only... i would like to say thank u to wendy... zhiwei and dj... i can see ur reluctance in staying out after the movie... so when u all agreed on wineflair... i was pretty taken aback... for mi it was.. i guess... thankzz... been quite long since we jus gathered liddat... so the gathering cheer mi up quite abit.. not that im really bothered by anything... but strange enff.. i've been getting mood swings lately... mayb its my period coming... mayb its the Single Guy Syndrome... mayb im jus goin thru a 2nd puberty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If given a chance... would you choose to... go back to the past.. or go into ur future? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115851792581489804?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115851792581489804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115851792581489804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115851792581489804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115851792581489804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/jus-regular-blog_18.html' title='Jus A Regular blog..'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115834531673501558</id><published>2006-09-16T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T02:59:55.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny man</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Qy03kC5iQU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Qy03kC5iQU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not afraid of anything... but this happening... i think i will remain childless for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-QA3-wT2k4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-QA3-wT2k4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every little gd things in Life... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OXkQc2SZ48"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7OXkQc2SZ48" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is damn funny.. from LOTR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xi-v1KMbLuE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xi-v1KMbLuE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun rem this being in part of the LOTR... haha~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115834531673501558?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115834531673501558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115834531673501558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115834531673501558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115834531673501558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/funny-man.html' title='Funny man'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115816522328951327</id><published>2006-09-13T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:33:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh... Boy am i Bz</title><content type='html'>oH boy am i Bz..... so bz n tired to the point whr im jus... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;collasping&lt;/span&gt;... i might be crazy for saying this.. n u might tink  u r hearing sumthing...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I... yup... &lt;em&gt;im starting to njoy my work&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;psss...&lt;/em&gt; that doesnt reali imply that i like the work environment tho.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im jus shag to the max to gif a long blog... i loved to but... u noe... jus let mi haf sum rest.. i promise lotsa interesting things will be coming up... plus my birthday celebration... been toking bout it for like donkey &lt;del&gt;years&lt;/del&gt; days nw.. u all might not be interested.. but i jus wanna put this realli special bday down the memory lane.. sweet memories of dan... dun you c.. frm now onwards.. gd things will be shared here..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend... i will try to jus put everything on the blog over this wkend.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Regret is a constant reminder for not repeating your mistake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115816522328951327?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115816522328951327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115816522328951327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115816522328951327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115816522328951327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-boy-am-i-bz.html' title='Oh... Boy am i Bz'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115790988209994853</id><published>2006-09-11T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T01:38:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday...</title><content type='html'>oh wat a lazy sunday... thankfully the escort is pushed to this evening...finally i had a true weekend sunday... to be able slpt till 230pm is such a blessing... been a long long time since i've done tat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to wineflair yest as usual... had a sore throat so i actually din realli wanna sing... so.. over there yest is tis &lt;em&gt;Mr Sing Very Well&lt;/em&gt; who actually sing very well... meng they all know that im very critical bout pple whu sing there... but he realli impresses mi with his gd vocals.. the nite went by with me stickin to the ongoing EPL match... den i decided.. okie lah... i will jus sing... to my surprise.. despite the sorethroat... i still manage to earn applause frm &lt;em&gt;Mr Sing Very Well&lt;/em&gt; n company... lol... &lt;em&gt;shy leh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today as usual... and after that had a nice dinner over at swensens with boon... huihui... jp... ming n wei... as usual... &lt;del&gt;I&lt;/del&gt; we always like to make a din over at swensen's yishun.. sooner or later i tink we will be ban frm that place.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at the next table... there is this guy who is even louder den us... irritating... he is bald... fat and gay... and zhiming start to ask.. so if one of this must happen.. will u rather be fat bald or gay... hmm... this set mi thinking quite abit.. no... im not gona reveal my ans here... unless u tag ur ans.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus manage to collect all my fotos for birthday... gona come up with a birthday series soon... stay tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw.. i think im growing fonder... hmm.. mayb really can go ahead.. we shall see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115790988209994853?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115790988209994853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115790988209994853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115790988209994853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115790988209994853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-sunday.html' title='My Sunday...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115779551980583048</id><published>2006-09-09T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:59:19.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew~~</title><content type='html'>Wat a bz weekend... and there is a buzier week ahead... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharkz man... my com die again... kaozz.. i haf to complain.. its the 3rd time it died on mi within a short period of like 6mths... sianz... finally dear gui gui has uploaded the fotos for my birthday.. so as long as my com is up.. i will try to put up my fond fond memories of e superb birthday i haf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still down wif flu.. was nearly late for work the pass two days... knocked out by 9pm yest.. din know that i was sooo popular.. saw like 12 miss calls this morning... &lt;del&gt;but 80% was frm camp...&lt;/del&gt; but now when im free to come out... sigh... my hp is all quiet again... jeez.. sumtimes i realli wonder.. is my social circle realli that small? unlike miss rachal... go anywhr also can get to know pple sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is chocolate birthday... Happy Birthday Chocolate~~.. haf fun wif Mr Matrix...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gona repair my com ltr.. gona spent again... kaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Fark man... im getting very fat now lehz.. look ugly in every foto... i will get slimmer before i post ami of my fotos up... i hate my look...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115779551980583048?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115779551980583048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115779551980583048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115779551980583048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115779551980583048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/phew.html' title='Phew~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115764449073983607</id><published>2006-09-07T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:54:50.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Sick~~</title><content type='html'>I offically declare that im sick... been down with flu since yesterday... but e joy that my friends brought me actualli masked everything.. till today when i finally took on the full blown flu virus head on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a sorethroat.. that explains y i always cant sing well in wineflair... i had running cum block nose.. so when my nose is not running... its block... and when my nose is not block... its running... damn irritating.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actualli i got quite sum things to blog.. but i realli Buay Ta Han liao... shag out i need to sleep... nurse myself bac to full gd health cos im indespensiable these 2 weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115764449073983607?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115764449073983607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115764449073983607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115764449073983607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115764449073983607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-sick.html' title='Im Sick~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115757136384519131</id><published>2006-09-07T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T03:36:03.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankz everyone!!</title><content type='html'>Had a superb birthday evening.. it was gr-ea-T~~ It started off with a dinner with wendy at a very good resturant at MS... the food is nice... the price is reasonable... i was filled to the brim... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i was given a surprise party at my hse.. the bright idea was by Mr Phua Chee Weeee.. Thank You!! it was kinda unexpected... but expected in a way... i was wondering... hey... whrs my birthday cake and ang bao... lol... so at the back of my mind... i was thinking.. there might be a surprise sumwhr... but all credits to wendy... she is a damn gd actress.. she wasnt realli kanjiong about whr to go n stuff.. so i was thinking... hmmm... mayb there isnt anything afterall... in fact i was looking forward to my ktv session... lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home... n i had a fright while walking into my dark dark rm... Mr Phua Chee Weee.. pounced on mi.. followed by the rest who came out with a birthday cake... touched.. im reali.. extremely... actually no words can describle the kinda gan dong i had in me.. i simply love my dbl o pioneers to bits... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this birthday came closely second to wat i had during my 21st birthday... it was a near remake of it... thankz guys... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich... i went to MOS with gui gui... was a fun nite... mixing ard wif her friendly LV friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im gona haf a sweet dream tonite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps: Waiting for the fotos to come in.. n i will do a full coverage of my birthday..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115757136384519131?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115757136384519131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115757136384519131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115757136384519131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115757136384519131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/thankz-everyone.html' title='Thankz everyone!!'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115752732156432675</id><published>2006-09-06T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:22:01.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Dearest Daniel~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my much awaited peaceful birthday 2day.. manage to get an off day.. njoyed the slacking at hm... slpt.. woke up... slack in front of my tv.. and surfing the net.. not excatly a perfect birthday that many wanted.. but to me.. its gd enff i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting old now.. was chatting on the topic of &lt;em&gt;"who will get married first"&lt;/em&gt;.. on the gals... we each  had different view... but for guys.. they thot that i will be the first one to get married... hmm... not entirely impossible.. im a guy who is for an early marriage anyway.. but the lack of gals is making it an uphill task... tsk tsk... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i was saying.. i njoyed this simple day of being able to wake up late.. esp during a weekday... but as i was &lt;del&gt;constantly interrupted&lt;/del&gt; getting sms birthday greetings frm 5am in the morning... i decided to get my lazy ass of my bed at 10 plus...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank all of those who sent me their greetings.. glad in someway or another.. you all rem my birthday.. like i say.. today is a special day not becos its my birthday.. rather it is special soley becos YOU all are the ones that made it special.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To that once special sumone... thankz for the sms.. it came unexpected... hafing no expectation realli is a joy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115752732156432675?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115752732156432675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115752732156432675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115752732156432675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115752732156432675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115746077788479893</id><published>2006-09-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:52:57.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh man.. Oh man~~</title><content type='html'>Jus wat has happened to mi today sia... i met with two deaths babe... went to my 2IC's father' wake during lunchtime 2day... its not everyday that u get to see a strong big guy breaking down in tears... my deepest condolences to him and his family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den &lt;strong&gt;JUS&lt;/strong&gt;.. like 630pm... when i reach hm... i saw a body at &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; void... my neighbour jumped to his death... for watever reason i dunno... but he is jus over 40yrs old... but i &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; suicidial too... so to a certain extent... i can understand how he felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush to go out n pick that special friend of mine... aft which going dwn to wineflair for sum drinks since tml im not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday... Dan~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely&lt;br /&gt;www.sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115746077788479893?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115746077788479893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115746077788479893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115746077788479893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115746077788479893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-man-oh-man.html' title='Oh man.. Oh man~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115738065685961823</id><published>2006-09-04T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:41:32.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its jus another day~~</title><content type='html'>I shld haf jus cut off my hands... went to a blog which i shldnt haf again.. cant help it leh... but i guess im recovering... wahahahaha~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway... it &lt;em&gt;sharing&lt;/em&gt; time again... but the fact is... there isn't much to &lt;del&gt;Bitch&lt;/del&gt; &lt;em&gt;share &lt;/em&gt;today... was basically riding for the whole bloody day... a grand total of 235kms today &lt;em&gt;(n it could haf been more if not for the fact that i need to go bac for a miting that nvr materialise)&lt;/em&gt;.. if that doesn't &lt;em&gt;WOW&lt;/em&gt; you... the width of our tiny island is &lt;em&gt;(if im not wrong)&lt;/em&gt;... a puny 64 km... so if u are at the centre of Singapore.. i would haf like pass u four times can =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed is my special day... in actual fact to me alone... it realli isnt THAT special at all.. whether will it be special... truly depend on the pple ard u.. love ones... friends... they are the ones that make it special.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this year... i got a &lt;del&gt;special friend&lt;/del&gt; friend thats gona make that day special.. the fact of hafing &lt;del&gt;a free meal&lt;/del&gt; a meal with a gd friend on my birthday actually excites mi alot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat make mi so touch is becos she is suppose to haf class on that wed nite... and mind you... she is the type whu wouldnt skip class one hor.. so even tho im oredi on my bed wif my eye half close.. i sent her a msg to reconfirm that &lt;del&gt;free&lt;/del&gt; much awaited birthday dinner &lt;del&gt;treat&lt;/del&gt; date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ehh.. wed we hafing dinner? but i thot u hafing class on wed rite.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ya. But nvr mind.. we jus go ahead... R u touched?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"really?!? sia lah... you are jus so loveable.. muackzz.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;del&gt;(i was like thank goddness.. i din lose this free meal..&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you see.. best of the best friends got put in effort hor..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;........... (i din reply to that msg cos i was oredi asleep... lolx)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to ApPreEcIaTe my best of best friend... i decided to gif her a call in the afternoon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wah.. realli touch leh.. u sure its okie to miss ur class or not..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"yah.. since i promise u liao den go lor... btw tue also happen to haf a same class.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not so touch liao) "chey... so got make up den can eat wif mi lah..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(abit hesitant)"umm.. umm.. heh heh... no lah.. i will still go with u one..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos at the end of the conversation... i was still as touch as i were... so for that you are going to get a two days single trip ticket frm sch back hm... not bad rite... after a shag day at work n sch still got pple ferry u hm... quick say thank you.. hur hur...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115738065685961823?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115738065685961823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115738065685961823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115738065685961823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115738065685961823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-jus-another-day.html' title='Its jus another day~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115726011105680305</id><published>2006-09-03T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:19:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lao sai...</title><content type='html'>OmG!! this is the 5th time... i think im gona dehydrate soon... Mr Lao Sai has been sticking with me since 9 in the morning... less den four hrs since my head last touch the pillow... i have been rudely awaken by this uninvited guest.. &lt;del&gt;and i nearly shit in my pants&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuMp.. going to go bac to camp liao... sigh... wat a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: I jus love you all for the wonderful nite yest!! MuAcKz~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115726011105680305?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115726011105680305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115726011105680305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115726011105680305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115726011105680305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/lao-sai.html' title='Lao sai...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115723479726115215</id><published>2006-09-03T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:19:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe~~</title><content type='html'>Jus reach hm... had a gd tok wif wendy outside her corridor.. well everyody seems to haf "probs"... so i tink its time for mi to do my part since im getting beta n i"ll shine the hell out of my friends if they need mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same for u Dj.. transition to singlehood isnt really that ez.. even for the case of the "almost successful couple" situation.. but rem... we are always around.. sumtimes i cant believe it that at the age of 23 (n its coming realli soon).. that the state of our relationship is still in an infant stage.. single... lost.. cant realli figure out wat we wan... whu we wan... its kinda worrying.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the sad things... now for the event of the nite... my birthday celebration at Dbl O.. it was great! its been awhile since im that high... its been awhile since i truely njoy my cheonging experience.. thanks for all the money spent on the drinks to mk me drunk... sori for the wastage when puke it all over the plc.. n my apologies to rachal.. for that spill on her leg... but as u can see.. im still blogging now... so ur ploy din really work huh... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took tons of foto.. looking very forwrd to posting em here.. lotsa wacky fotos which i think will scare off my potential gfs.. if there is any... but well... its a &lt;em&gt;"let your hair down day"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;del&gt;not that i realli haf lotsa hair but...&lt;/del&gt; so i guess its still okie by my standard... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. i shall rest for the day now... been hafing a lot of typo error... this is the 3rd time im reading it to make sure that its fit for publishing... suppose the Dbl O pioneers got mi afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: Thankz hazel... for your regards...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115723479726115215?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115723479726115215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115723479726115215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115723479726115215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115723479726115215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/hehe.html' title='Hehe~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115714044947691995</id><published>2006-09-02T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T03:55:09.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man~~</title><content type='html'>Oh man~~ its &lt;del&gt;Bitching&lt;/del&gt; &lt;em&gt;sharing &lt;/em&gt;time again... not in the best of my mood tho... but the chilling out session wif meng Dj n Gui is a gd enff to cheer mi up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets got bac to the &lt;em&gt;sharing&lt;/em&gt; first... so today was a super bz day.. with my Beloved Tua Peh Kong coming to my camp... my camp was in a frenzy today... first... i lost my usual parking space to my beloved Tua Peh Kong... aka Mr Chief of Denfense Force... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumthing was not rite when i first drove in the camp... the car park was suspiously empty... i went up to my junior spec and ask... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"how come so empty huh.."&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiled at mi n &lt;del&gt;"suaned" me &lt;/del&gt; replied &lt;em&gt;"ehh.. sarge... empty?!?! u thot today nobody working meh.. pls park ur car at kranji camp.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"wah... very far leh.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even RSM park in kranji liao... do u wanna try parking here?"&lt;/em&gt; he dared me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;del&gt;ham chee as can be.. thinking about all the extra duties that might come flying towards mi&lt;/del&gt; an obedient soldier like i always am... i drove my car more den 1.5km away.. to that deserted designated spot to park my car... wat a tiring start to a tiring day... by the time i reach my office... i was like half soaking wif sweat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking forward to get over n done wif with that date wif My beloved Tua Peh Kong... even more so for my LooOOoooOOOong awaited wkend... which will be filled wif... ahum... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)an ops tml nite jus b4 i head dwn to DBL O... &lt;br /&gt;2) a COG at Istana... on sunday evening... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that i &lt;strong&gt;ACTUALLY &lt;/strong&gt;look forward to is a movie date wif wendy  at sat afternoon... n the Dbl o birthday celebration at nite... the 2 non military events of the wkend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuT life is jus like opening a pack of military mealbox aka lunchbox... you nvr noe when will u get western food that contains toufu... or a lump of meat.. which u cant differate the chicken from fish... fish from beef... n beef from lamb... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a sitting duck whose neck is on the chopping board... suddenly i felt an "arrow" sticking out of my back.. courtesy of my almighty CSM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Daniel.. &lt;del&gt;(i was thinking... siao liao)&lt;/del&gt; tml afternoon at 12... i wan u to go lead our man to the hometeam open house"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In shock... &lt;em&gt;" Huh?!?! Wat Sir.?!?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; "ehh.. u nvr hear arh.. i say i wan u to lead ..!@#$%^##%" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the message sound like vulgarities to me... i felt like scolding &lt;del&gt;KNNBCCB&lt;/del&gt; &lt;em&gt;Holy Crap!!&lt;/em&gt;... my weekend oredi burned liao... now u still wanna blow away my ash summore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muz be my retribution lah... its a payback for my 2days MC...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115714044947691995?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115714044947691995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115714044947691995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115714044947691995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115714044947691995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-man.html' title='oh man~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115703416634799569</id><published>2006-08-31T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T05:07:44.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise...</title><content type='html'>To sum.. promises are meant to be kept.. but to many... promises are meant to be broken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crux to keeping that promise lay not on that promise itself.. but on who was the promise made to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a promise was made.. n fulfilled... yet a promise was made.. n broken...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115703416634799569?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115703416634799569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115703416634799569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115703416634799569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115703416634799569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/promise.html' title='Promise...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115702498168176786</id><published>2006-08-31T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:49:41.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Its one of these days again... when i switch on my computer... look thru my msn and find that im the onli one home... i start to wonder... y issit im always the onli one at home while every other pple is out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon enff.. i found out that most of em are hafing nite class... on 2nd thots.. its not that bad to say at hm huh... relac after a hard days work... bathe... and proceed with my daily drama serial... check my email... and visit Mr Chow Kong when im done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But far from it.. how i hope i can study my part time degree too... Lol... hey its real okie... i realli do haf a strong desire to move beyond my &lt;em&gt;Dip in Banking n Finance&lt;/em&gt;... upgrade mah... PM LEE also said that must upgrade.. beside that.. our PM also sing a &lt;a href="http://www.mrbrownshow.com/?p=197/" target="_blank"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... telling Singaporeans not to eat to much cockles.."Mai Hump".. "Mai Hump"... any way back to wat i was saying.. But due to &lt;del&gt;a&lt;/del&gt; many unforseen circumstances... i will jus haf to shelve my studies for the time being... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got that storm over... and the air is clean and fresh again... well wat can i say.. mood swings... sudden outburst... it happen to me also... esp when things are jus not going mY way... yup... &lt;strong&gt;MY BLOODY WAY!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps.. sori for that &lt;del&gt;outburst&lt;/del&gt; louder den usual tok... heh heh.. well friends kinda tolerated me for the past two years... &lt;em&gt;(not that im always liddat)&lt;/em&gt; i dun c the reason y i couldnt accept their behavior... but of cos... getting pissed is another issue.. but i &lt;del&gt;always&lt;/del&gt; mostly forgif n forget.. &lt;del&gt;well, thats besides the slut whu spoil my car... im jus so happy to see her recieve her retribution now.. you can jus burn in hell~~&lt;/del&gt; opps... did i jus farted... anyway.. enff of &lt;del&gt;bitching&lt;/del&gt; sharing.. i need to go change n get ready for my daily dose of drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quote of the day: Jus when u thot u can siam away all e wrongdoings with ur cock n bull story.. heaven will decided the fairness and repay em personally.. &lt;del&gt;Its for u.. slut &lt;/del&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115702498168176786?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115702498168176786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115702498168176786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115702498168176786'/><link 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn~~ i know it... sumthing would happen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115695330955766876?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115695330955766876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115695330955766876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115695330955766876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115695330955766876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/storm.html' title='Storm...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115692063346703090</id><published>2006-08-30T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T14:50:33.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like mambo to me... shall we try it on Sat... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9SQhuFhqV8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9SQhuFhqV8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5hDcu61pSE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5hDcu61pSE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115692063346703090?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115692063346703090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115692063346703090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115692063346703090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115692063346703090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/looks-like-mambo-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115687757021933122</id><published>2006-08-30T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T02:52:50.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about sing with passion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoVIHShQZew"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoVIHShQZew" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about singing with passion.. i would love to see wendy getting so high at ktv...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115687757021933122?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115687757021933122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115687757021933122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115687757021933122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115687757021933122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/talking-about-sing-with-passion.html' title='Talking about sing with passion...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115687459605681608</id><published>2006-08-30T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T02:12:21.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its cfm</title><content type='html'>After much discussion with my committee... which comprises of me.. daniel.. jiazhi.. weimeng... meng... and sgt cai... we have decided to celebrate my birthday at dblo this sat... it was a very painful decision as i do not haf another plans to accomodate my wild clubbin friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome back my dearest Duanjie... i truely understand how u feel... in this game of love.. its not always the true love that win.. feeling... it can work in your way... as well as against you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my day at hm slacking... basically doing nothing... pretty lost about wat step i shld do next as it will affect the pple ard mi.. nothing much for mi if things actualli fell thru... but for the other party.. it might be a hard hit... sooooooo... &lt;del&gt;i shld jus like hack care&lt;/del&gt; i dunno... take a step at a time lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the spare key for my car oredi... phew.. at least im on my wheels again.. nothing much to blog today as im at home all day long... nursing my SoReEyEs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arite... alrite... jus for those who r interested... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the life of a sick n SINGLE guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0630&lt;/strong&gt; - woke up to find myself with sore eyes.. msg my Sir that i wun be ard... n i went back to slp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0800&lt;/strong&gt; - woke up the 2nd time... went dwn to the doc to check my eyes.. the doc concluded  that it was due to &lt;del&gt;too much porn&lt;/del&gt; my dirty contact lens... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1000&lt;/strong&gt; - back home with my breakfast.. beehoon n kuay tao with chicken wing.. hotdog n egg... while watching scv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1230&lt;/strong&gt; - tok cock with wendy on the fone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1300&lt;/strong&gt; - start to surf &lt;del&gt;porn&lt;/del&gt; web.. check email.. and do sum boliao stuff like reading Mr Brown n talkingcock.com.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1500&lt;/strong&gt; - went on a date with &lt;del&gt;my pillow&lt;/del&gt; pipi to slumber land... pity... my rare date with pipi in the afternoon was constantly interrupted by wendy's msg about the venue for my birthday treat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1845&lt;/strong&gt; - woke up the third time of the day.. had my dinner.. watch my usual scv show... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2100&lt;/strong&gt; - went dwnstair to help my sister buy cup noodle... and the 7-ll guy onli charge mi for the ice-cream n drinks.. but not the cup noodle... &lt;del&gt;i was so happy&lt;/del&gt; n i onli found out when im bac home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2200&lt;/strong&gt; - went back to my scv again... sianzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2300&lt;/strong&gt; - start to msn with meng... saw a blog which i shldnt&lt;del&gt;as usual&lt;/del&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2330&lt;/strong&gt; - on the fone with Duanjie... telling each other stories... a warm welcome back into the club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0100&lt;/strong&gt; - Duanjie Hp low batt... our call ended here... he proceeded to call his meimei... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0130&lt;/strong&gt; - i started blogging about my boring life... lol.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about sumthing exciting for a change... im going jogging tml morning... yeah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115687459605681608?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115687459605681608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115687459605681608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115687459605681608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115687459605681608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-cfm.html' title='its cfm'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115682586391668145</id><published>2006-08-29T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T12:31:03.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn~~</title><content type='html'>I lost my car key...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a way to start my day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115682586391668145?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115682586391668145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115682586391668145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115682586391668145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115682586391668145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/darn.html' title='Darn~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115675482774981994</id><published>2006-08-28T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:47:07.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>"I know i got Pretty Legs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im jus being &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MODEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pUke~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gota blame myself for wanting a peaceful birthday... i noe it will nvr happen... i shld haf jus go with the usual crazy nite @ dbl o.. let em get mi drunk and jus treat the nite as a nightmare... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos hafing said that.. i do appreciate that everybody actually put each other's birthday at the top of their list... but sad to say.. this yr.. i jus lack that "enthusiasium" in planning my own birthday... mayb im lack of a (with reference to no particular person in mind - it jus refers to: Im Single)special sumone so it makes the day less significant.. mayb becos im too cash tight to come up with sumthing interesting.. mayb the thot of not being able to take leave on my Bday itself jus depress me.. mayb im jus lazy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday.. to a certain extent onli remind mi that im a yr &lt;strong&gt;OLDER&lt;/strong&gt;.. and more shit is coming my way... tsk tsk tsk... whenever i thot abt birthdays.. i will always tink back to my 21st Bird day... the &lt;em&gt;bestest&lt;/em&gt; birthday i ever had.. a treat by my dearest.. a surprise by my friends.. n a computer game that i always wanted.. Perfect... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past is past.. nvr will there be a chance to remake that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for fun n excitement no more.. all im hoping for is jus a peaceful birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simplicity is the most beautiful thing in this world..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115675482774981994?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115675482774981994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115675482774981994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115675482774981994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115675482774981994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115657836538078571</id><published>2006-08-26T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T15:46:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely...</title><content type='html'>Went out wif Meng on thurs... to our usual fav hunt.. the pass 2 yr.. force me to relook my life... and sumhow... made me a beta person... it reaffirms how much my parents.. esp my dad... is willing to do for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my friends... i certainly know their importance... and having to go thru that period of time... realli showed me.. who exactly is my real friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly is relationship... i know wat i wan.. who i want.. so that makes mi worry quite abit.. lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long fruitful tok with him... njoyed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was kinda of um... fuifulling... yet abit sad... oh im confuse... anyway.. i left camp earlier to met the lawyer.. i saw &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. was expecting to be hit by a surge of emotion.. to my surprise... no.. i wasnt... she looked &lt;del&gt;sickly&lt;/del&gt; unkept.. hope she is alrite... anyway i guess at the end of the day.. wat im sore abt is.. no matter how much i put in during that time... no matter how gd i treated her... she remains indifferent.. while a guy whom she is jus tgt can be her dearest boi like almost instantly... things like this happen.. i noe... but i guess i will nvr know.. how and y it happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... i headed dwn to the CBD area for sum chair collection... met up with &lt;em&gt;MS Gifing Out My Office Chair&lt;/em&gt;.. we had a pretty hard time getting the two big chair into my dad's car... i cant imagine how would it be if i drove my own car...  at the end of the day we jus settled with a chair in the back seat and an unclosed boot with  rolloers sticking out... all the way frm raffles place back to yishun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ktv next... halfway thru she said to me... &lt;br /&gt;"hey, we very unpopular hor... the whole nite also no pple call or msg.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... yah hor.. suddenly it dawn on me... &lt;del&gt;i need a gal...&lt;/del&gt; hey where is friends? wat happened to my social circle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;trying to curb this raising level of testosterone... ive decided to sing karen mok's guang dao zhi lian... in this concert mtv with zhang zhi ling.... she is basically showin her devilish figure with a see thru dress... =D~~~&lt;/del&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When karen mok mtv was screening... i was like wow.... &lt;del&gt;how sexy!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/del&gt; very nice pair of legs... when i was interrupted by &lt;em&gt;Ms Gifing Out My Office Chair&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thot every gal also got the same legs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NooOOooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got pple say my legs sexy leh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Har?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the preview...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/wendy%20leg%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/wendy%20leg%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/wendy%20leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/wendy%20leg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to visualise.. &lt;del&gt;i start to wonder wats up that skirt..&lt;/del&gt; i thot it was alrite... but anyway u all can be that judge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the ktv... we rush dwn to cathay to catch the show "frostbite".. its a swedish show... the show has a good mix of humour and horror... but the ending.. i have to say sucks... but no matter wat.... its still worth a 6/10 at least.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to book in today... life suckz... be back on sun evening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115657836538078571?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115657836538078571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115657836538078571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115657836538078571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115657836538078571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/lonely.html' title='Lonely...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115609284521395931</id><published>2006-08-20T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T02:23:51.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends award 2006</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the Friend Award 2006!! *pHeW WeeT* The much awaited and anticipated award of sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot is finally here again.. in appreciation to my friends who have been there thru my darkest years... this award is specially delicated to those who have been there to make a difference in my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year.. there is a total of 10 awards to be given out and they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The Singles Award&lt;br /&gt;2)The Most Sought After Award&lt;br /&gt;3)The Most Slim Award&lt;br /&gt;4)The Most Dare to Say Award&lt;br /&gt;5)The Best Ktv Partner Award&lt;br /&gt;6)The Most Onz Award&lt;br /&gt;7)The Most Hugable Award&lt;br /&gt;8)The Most Talk Cock Award&lt;br /&gt;9)The See Me Cry the Most Award&lt;br /&gt;10) The Best of the Best Friends Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Breaking up and adapting to singlehood is one of the hardest ting to learn on earth... lucky there is always sumbody god sent that is more experience to show u the ropes. These are the God sent nominiees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Meng - President of the Singles Club.. single for as long as we can rem and still counting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Duanjie - Members of the Singles Club.. Last relationship is during Sec Sch.. rumours said that he is going to quit our club soon.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Phua Chee Wee - 2nd in command of the Singles Club.. Broke up soon after his 'O' level.. have been single since den... constantly looking for chances to break out of the club... and i realli mean CONSTANTLY.. but no luck till now... hee hee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)WEndy PPH - New member of the Singles Club.. with much anticipation n joy.. she had a warm welcome from all our members when she finally decided to join our club.. we jus love to c new members coming in... a perfect example of how a single shld be.. she showed her independence in handling singlehood with arms wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e)Rachal Ang - New member of the Singles Club.. constantly looking to defect to the other side.. or from her view.. pple are constantly trying to lure her to the other side... either way.. she is njoying all the attention she can get as a single... with all the butterfly and bees ard her.. for her... singlehood is jus a walk thru the garden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Zhiming - Jus see how singlehood has changed him into.... a computer geek... OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Singles Award goes to.................. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MENG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. His unbeatable record of 23yrs in the Singles Club makes him the undisputed winner of this award.. tho there are times when he did try very hard to jus ditch the club but his non desperate behaviour is a great example to everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)It is always good to see your friends leading a good life.. and more often then not.. you jus hope to hang ard with attractive pple... in present times.. the number of suitors is very much used as an indication of how attractive u are.. but is it a true reflection of ur worth? Lets look at the nominiees of The Most Sought After Award...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Gui Qx - She nvr lack of suitor.. and they always include pple of very high standards... and she always choose the "BEST".. kaozz... jus waiting for her to break... and i shall be the first one to sms her.. step aside Meng.. she is MINE!! wahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Rachal Ang - After she decided to move on frm her ex... her "body price" a.k.a shen jia or worth came to a multiple fold increase.. nvr thot she could be THAT high in demand.. Hey.. u got use witchcraft or not.. can teach mi? i think my worth actualli decrease in multiple fold aft i became single leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Ah boon - dun judge a cover by its book... her bf... flings... friends or watever u wana call it is more until u cannot count... did a count over at the dinner with her jus now.. n she said "i've lost count!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Yanjie - Blame it on the personality... blame it on the looks... her suitors are countless whether if she is attach or not... Bfs can onli blame yourself for choosing her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner for The Most Sought After Award isSsSSss..... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah Boon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! Till now her ability to "con" so many still buffers mi till today... ehh... u all har... pLuS oPen Ur eYes big big leh.. jialat leh.. Singapore guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)The next Award is The Most Slim Award.. this award is handled out in recognition to those who take slimming down as their life long career..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Wendy PPH - Nvr really consider her as fat b4... recently she significantly got slimmer... for watsoever reason we dun wanna know... however now she is telling us that she wan to get fatter... siao~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Gui qx - she is ever sooo thin.. im jus afraid to touch her cos im afraid my so macho big muscle arm will break her bones at the slightest touch.. how sia... how to "drink" liddat.. wat if u drink halfway i accidentally crush ur head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)hazel - dunno if she shld even be in the friends award but anyway... there is &lt;del&gt;little&lt;/del&gt; sum changes in the shape as compared to the time when she was jus back from taiwan... mayb the yoga did help... but jus cut dwn on that 2 bowls of rice aft the yoga.. i think it will help more than e pricey yoga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner of The Most Slim Award issssssssss.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy PPH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! gd job for trying to maintain that devilish body and let us guys drool on you... but i guess u are gaining it back fast =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The upcoming 4 award is the The Most Dare to Say Award~~ we humans.. as selfish bastards that we can be.. often only know how to say others but at times is completely oblivious about the fact that we can be exactly the same... good friends dare to say the truth... true friends dare to snap you out of that foolish state... Lets look at the nominiees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Wendy PPH - Reserve in her comments... but she nvr fails to point out my fault... was totally shaken by her last comment... i guess it was that... yesh~~ that comment that woke me up.. changed my life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Phua Chee Weeee - Buddies i have to say... even if it means to jus say it out in a very blunt way to make u understand.. he will do it... he WILL DO IT... Damn! lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Zhiming - He will speak out if u are wrong.. but i guess he is jus taking things as it is now... hey dun get use to my wrong doings leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Meng - Mr good guy... good friend... good for everything... not much harsh words frm him.. but his body lauguage will certainly show u that he is uncomfortable with you doing a certain thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to round up the 4th award.. the winner is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PhUa ChEe WeEEeeEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Thank for that constant reminder... you will continously make me a beta man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Now that i've not Chiong so much.... the next love of my life fills in the gap... its hard to find pple with the same passion... let alone to find pple with that quality fine voice that blends perfectly with yours... The Best Ktv Partner Award.. the nominiees are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Rachal Ang - Oh... i tell you... till now i still cant forget that time e "Xing dong Xing tong" we did.. i think it was.. PERFECT!! damn perfect that i think we can jus cut an album on that song itself... good... jus great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Wendy PPH - wat can i say... the award holder for last year's Best Ktv Partner award.. one of the most versetile partner i can have.. its great to be able to jus go to ktv in pair and yet not being bored at all... she can do basically any song i request.. plus she is the one that keep mi updated with wats current on the market.. a rare gem.. amazing.. &lt;del&gt;(disclamier... those comment doesnt not refer to the quality of the voice)&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Huihui - new found partner to KTV... seldom turn me down... except when she is sick... got a good voice.. she is super updated with the new songs on the scene.. and is always one of the first to send me mp3s thru the msn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Phua Chee WeEEee - not so much of a duet here... sing those "kao BeI" song is definately an uplifting experience.. it basically jus bring up the mood of that quiet ktv rm to another level.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner of The Best Ktv Partner Award goes to.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy PPH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Winning this award the second time is no surprise for my best partner... till now there is no subtitution for this gal in my ktv career.. if i go ktv wo her... well.. i can onli say there will always be songs that i want to sing but cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where is your friend when you need em... friends who are onz are the best pple around... they seem to be 24hrs on call..  when even the police will put you on hold.. they are always there for you!! Now for The Most Onz Award... the nominiees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Zhiwei - Rem the time when u came dwn rite aft i broke up... company mi to dbl o and rite back hm aft 1 1/2 hrs... do i need to say more.. thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Meng - rarely reject my date... to bad he is not a gal... nevertheless.. life will be very boring w/o this buddy of mine... love the days at seletar with u n zhiwei... njoy the times at wineflair where &lt;del&gt;we&lt;/del&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; will oogles at gals... =X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Huihui - Thankz for the many ktv outing... you are always there when i jus feel that if i dun sing that nite i will die... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Boon - Our outing to seletar is jus.. umm.. great... cant realli say out wat we do there.. Hey u all... keep ur dirty minds off can... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MeNg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... actualli.. this one is a tough fight... everybody mention here is ONzz... in their own rites... but meng.. gaf mi the lowest rejection rate so this award is for HIM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Sumtimes a hug can say a thousand words... but not many pple can actualli offer that comforting touch at the time of need.. this award is for those who touch &lt;del&gt;me&lt;/del&gt; my heart =D The Most Hugable Award... nominiees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Gui qx - More often den not... when we mit... i will recieve a hug frm this gal... she migt be jus a platonic friend... but it made me felt vauled... esp on the days when im dwn... on the days when i saw pple that will jus bring on that mood swing... not going to go on wed cos im afraid i might jus hug you through out the nite... if u know wat i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Wendy PPH - a bear hug that shock mi... umm... the reason she is one of the nominiees is purely becos thats the only time she hug mi.. and it was bcos she is drunk... damn... in exchange... i have a teeth mark embedded on my arm till now... yeshh~~ NOW.... 2 wks n counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Cat - Long time nvr see her... aft that uneventful miting with that &lt;del&gt;SLUT!!&lt;/del&gt; sumone who is not even worth mentioning.... i owe u alot sia... sister... but her shoulders is always here for me... breaking down numerous times in front of her.. great "comfortor"... love u to bits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner for the  The Most Hugable Award is... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gui qx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... actualli both of em offered comfort during my times of need... Qx at dbl o... Cat basically everywhere when i breakdown... it hard to come up with a winner... it shld haf been a tie... but... Cat haf a bf... &lt;del&gt;not as if Gui dun haf, but u noe how much &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; LOVED to see u single again&lt;/del&gt; so i've decided to gif this award to Gui.. so as to not sour the relationship btwn the couple... cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Fun and laughter is wat we find in good friends... enjoying each others company... activities... and toking cock is one of the most wonderful thing in life... i have a bunch of friends who love to tok cock... this is for em... The Most Talk Cock Award... nominiees are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Meng - Serious by nature... but under the influence of the cock master.. i think he is catching up with more of our cock n bull story... his experience level... sgt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Phua Chee WeeeeEE - tok cock master... his cock n bull stories are never ending... damn funni... and can keep us entertain for the longest time... words filtered out of his mouth seem to be coated with layers of humour... his experience level... 2 star general..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Gui qx - the 1st female nominiee... you can tok to her about anithing... current affair... politics... fashion... celebrities... entertainment news... sex... u name it she cock it... i quote &lt;em&gt;"wat position u tink for having sex is the best huh".. "hey, have you think of circumising?"... "ehh... when u masterbate... u got roll bac ur foreskin or not?"&lt;/em&gt; .. -_-"'.. her experience level.. Major..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Monica - the 2nd female nominiee... althot i jus noe her... but her toking cock level cannot be ignore... rem the times at wineflair.. i was nearly speechless listenin to her cock comments... it brought mi onto my knees... her experience level... Captian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner for The Most Talk Cock Award is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PhUa cHeE WeEEe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Wat can i say... things that go thru him... can be frm white become black... black become white... with humour summore.. i will miss him if he had sore throat man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)To be able to show ur unmasked emotions is the best thing... but very often.. due to environment n the pple around you... we will jus haf to bottle up this feelings and find a corner to let it out... I proudly say that i haf a grp of friends whom i can freely express my emotions with... felt jus soooOooo comfy with you all... the award for The See Me Cry the Most Award... nominiess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Phua cHee WeeEe - wineflair... u and ur stupid song... made mi cry more.. made mi felt much beta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Meng - wineflair... your "are you okie" sent the tears rolling.. flooding my oredi teary eyes... thankz for being there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Wendy PPH - Technically speaking... i dun realli rem that she saw me crying... but one thing for sure... she is the one that "hear"... yup... thats rite HEAR me crying the most... in the state of confusion... blured vision frm the tears... uncontrollable gasp for air between each sob.. shaky hands... illgical n incoherent speech.... i will always manage to reach out for her no. and gif her a full display of my disorientated state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Rachal - wineflair... thanks for that constant pat during the tearing session... i couldnt lift my face up... it was too ugly... n btw... ur pat is abit too hard =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner of this award is.............. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy PPH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Although technically speaking she haf seen non of the real stuff.. but i have to say.. she is always hearing the most juicy part of the cries... cant help but to reach for her no. A great buddy indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to hand out the last award.. The Best of the Best Friends Award.. here i would like to repeat.. every nominiees in the whole of this award is dear to me... to be nominated.. shows that u haf indeed made a difference in my life... but the show must continue.. Let us look at the nominiees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)Phua Chee WeEe - My&lt;del&gt;Porn&lt;/del&gt; Film distributor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)Meng - My chee hong partner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c)Gui qx - My next chairman of the chiongster club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Wendy PPH - The former award winner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"drumroll" aNd the WinnEr is ......... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy PPH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... having to scoop 3 of the 10 award is an amazing feat.. i must say.. friends forever!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;@all rights reserved 2006 sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com The main sponsers: Daniel's Sleep Ltd. Daniel's Time Ltd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115609284521395931?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115609284521395931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115609284521395931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115609284521395931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115609284521395931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends-award-2006.html' title='Friends award 2006'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115581502386417474</id><published>2006-08-17T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T19:43:43.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy~~</title><content type='html'>Been covering myself with piles of work... or u can say the work actually came to me.. either way.. i can say that im certainly getting beta now.. recovering.. i hope =X.. got alot of things on hand to be honest... apart from my father.. i got "arrowed" to do this very big event at the end of next month.. hope this will raise my profile abit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say... i've been eaten by the green monster... the feeling is jus mixed.. im utterly jealous... i jus hope to c her being sad... miserable.. cheated... dump =P ( hope she doesnt see this.. lolx) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand... a part of me sincerely hope she can find the best she can get... and be able to lead a happier life... a life which she choose.. a life that... at present... i cant provide... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... im starting to feel beta oredi... to be able to put down such a heavy baggage certainly help in keeping myself happy i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my friends to bits... Wendy... meng.. zhiwei... i haf to repeat... n repeat n repeat... telling the whole wide world.. how much i Love... adore... n cherish u ... u all are jus my sunshine... n i'll make sure that i'll shine the hell out of u all when u need mi.. haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din relli blog about last sat but i had a fabulous day with e dbl o poineers... went for a movie in the afternoon... continued the day with firework... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was abit dwn when i was watching the fireworks tho... wendy n qx was commenting that i was very quiet... well... answer to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The view was jus too too too 100x too great... frm wendy's office (Thank you!)there is not much... much.. not much(im undecided on this.. cos in the end pple also started to come in with their kids and all that) crowd.. plus... plus the bird's eye view of the whole site.. and we can actually see whr the fireworks is sprouting out frm... it was so magistic... so memerising... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I was reminded of sumone.. i doesnt take a genius to guess who.. so.. i was reminded of the last firework that i went.. blah blah blah... it jus got mi abit emotional.. not to have sumone u love to share such a scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A little &lt;strong&gt;RUDE&lt;/strong&gt; kid wanted my seat.. not that i realli mind gifing up my seat.. as u all know.. im a very civil minded person... lolx BUT!! the fact that he is rude jus makes mi glue myself to that Director's chair.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was abit moody all the way till dbl o... welcome the effort by the rest... esp wendy who actually notice n entertained mi... n yah... and qx e "drinker" who haf yet fufill her promise... EEeeeEEE.... lolx.. njoyed my "long time nvr do n abit rusty mambo dance" on the platform... it was jus great... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i went off to find qixian... half of the pple is oredi drunk... esp wendy.. with that bear hug.. kinda like stunned me... after that... it was followed by a biting session... and i still haf that bloody mark on my hand till 2day... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send wendy home.. n freaking hell... i carried this "heng.. now she is slimer" woman to her doorstep... nearly threw her off frm 9th storey... lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Love to post one of the drunk white face 7th month foto here.. but its strictly prohibited by her.. anyone thats interested can jus mit mi on the msn.. den i let u c okie... =X BTW... i promise the friends award will be up... so... jus gimmi sum time lah can...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115581502386417474?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115581502386417474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115581502386417474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115581502386417474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115581502386417474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/08/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115522239247290404</id><published>2006-08-10T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:06:32.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work..</title><content type='html'>Much needed day off passes real fast.. spent most of the day in the hospital.. thankz for huihui's company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been wanting to move on.. but the way im treated jus makes it harder for me... cant you treat me like a normal friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this kindA mood... my blog can nvr be as interesting as pretty mommy's blog.. (im becoming a fan of her oredi) but.. naH~ my blog is jus an ave for mi to express my anger... my pain... my emotions.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who jus hates those "sad" blogs... i'll be waiting for the day when Ur gf... friends.. or watever thats impt to you jus disappear from you life... n we shall see how uplifting ur blog can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enff of bitching... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forword for the un coming wild sat nite... rem.. nobody is driving~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115522239247290404?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115522239247290404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115522239247290404' 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mood now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus felt like resting at hm... i find that its really tiring to go out.. forgive mi rachal if i din make it dwn 2nite.. im sori... anyway.. happi bday gal... its good to see that u are living such a care-free life now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eNvY*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115468974174846864?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115468974174846864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115468974174846864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115468974174846864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115410373864113668</id><published>2006-07-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:22:18.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>fellen to a million pieces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave mi alone.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115410373864113668?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115410373864113668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115410373864113668' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;think im jus gona stay &lt;strong&gt;sInGLe&lt;/strong&gt; for a very long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to feel useless... in alot of ways.. not being able to meet those once simple requirements.. its jus a different ball game all tgt when u are out of sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a guy once full of potential.. to a useless bum who has no immediate future.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too depress to continue... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time.. i feel like being anti-social...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115410341330570581?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115410341330570581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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about~</title><content type='html'>iM worried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im furious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i haf jus 101 things to bitch about... (jus a figure of speech man.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i was freakingly misunderstood by my officer.. darn~ im not trying to get away frm ndp k... if not y did i spend my own freaking oredi running dry money on that stupid uniform @ $60 a piece.. dUh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) mEnG opened my wound on yesterday again.. geezz.. know he didnt mean it but.. wao lao ehh.. do u know how it feels.. jialat lah... how to recover liddat u tell me... sigh... read a blog that i shldnt.. my happiness level drop to a new low sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)The stupid tester refuses to come again 2day... if anybody fail again.. they will fail the course... im more worried abt my man.. (lol... fail still so hao lian...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) sHit man.. i was kana bad mouth 2day... if u are a man.. jus come straight to me n tell mi FREAK... u r not doin gd neither.. dUh~ luckily my man is on my side.. wat u say doesnt matter.. at least i get to know ur true colours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoVe is jus driving mi crazy... or shld u say the lack of it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting jus abit too complicated... i dunno wat i wan... i might be yearning it frm the wrong person... dun dare to take the risk... how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog is getting abit boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends award comming up soon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115391271189492197?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115348115998553261</id><published>2006-07-21T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T19:26:00.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ConFesSion</title><content type='html'>Jus tok to my mum...  its been a long time since i had a tok wif her.. unlike in the past.. when i can tell her almost everything.. i guess the magnitiude of the things that ive done will surely scare the daylights out of her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wunldnt say that my confession didnt bring her any shock... but she did mention that she had oredi guessed it.. now im starting to wonder if the news will be as well recieve for my dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly after the tok.. i had this load of my chest.. but whether could i solve it fall into a whole different ball game all tgt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankz JIansheng for that moet chardon... but u are damn lousy... left mi alone =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my new found friends... thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115348115998553261?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115348115998553261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115348115998553261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115348115998553261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115348115998553261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/07/confession.html' title='ConFesSion'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115296552968265072</id><published>2006-07-15T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:12:09.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuS gReAt~</title><content type='html'>Wat a sAturday... and i really shld jus get use to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus have to accept this as a member of the Singles Club.. wat makes it worse is im in the "my ex gf get attach fast fast aft break up" club.. i feel so sick emotionally... nursing a new wound over the yet heal old wound... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... because the many diff changes.. at the end... everything was call off.. geezz... does it haf to happen this week.. sigh... i have to jus get use to it as part n parcel of Singles Club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb im heading down dbl o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb im jus going to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i'll find wendy for ktv..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb mayb mayb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115296552968265072?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115296552968265072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115296552968265072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115296552968265072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115296552968265072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/07/jus-great.html' title='JuS gReAt~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115294364157448842</id><published>2006-07-15T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:07:21.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed eMotIons</title><content type='html'>I wish i was a kid.. where emotions are jus so pure n simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say im sad.. i mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i grow older... i seem to run out of adjectives to describle how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine.. jealousy.. betrayl... disappointment.. anger.. disgust... extreme saddness... confusion all rushing thru your veins at the same time... forcing my tear ducts to work overtime.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weep like a child at wine flair yesterday.. i guess this was the first time that i did that in public... tried stopping my tears.. but i didnt succeed.. my head was filled with memories aft memories... fuelling my tears... from a drop of tears.. it became an endless stream.. frm a silent cry.. it erupted into a uncontrollable wailing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God that thru these time... i had meng zhiwei n rachal with me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for my chance to come again... again... again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115294364157448842?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115175152468633495</id><published>2006-07-01T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:58:44.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sIngLe Life n cOmPuTeR gAmEs~</title><content type='html'>computer games and being single has a co-relation.. n they are positively related...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/06/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aT MinG's hse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mE: hey wat game are u playing? maple arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming: it's frm yahoo games... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mE: orH~ very interesting meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming (beaming with pride): see.. this is my own virtual shop.. im now holding the rank higher den ah wei... n i started later den him.. (and he rattles on n on about about his best friend online....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mE: Look wat singlehood has done to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but deep down i was jus as guilty.. i compeleted imperialisum twice.. halfway thru black n whie... and i completed 2 season on the championship manager.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna become a geek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the gErmany match yest at wine flair... guess it jus turn into my fav hangout ler... its cozy.. near my hse... and haf ktv... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was with Meng... Jasmine, zhikai, rOger n ah yI yest... weird combination huh... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gathered for a same cause... we were all victims of michelle n danny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHELLE AND DANNY FRM ZOUK ARE SUPER GIAN PENG DO NOT TRUST EM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heed my warning... pls dun haf any money dealings with em... more likely den not... they will jus take and not return... if you press em for payment.. they will jus drag you on... no pick up your fone calls or reply your msg and hope you forget about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the most "gIan peng" couple i have ever seen.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) dun pay when she lose mj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) always "share" drinks with other pple but nvr pay bac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) will jus pang say her friends the very last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) always lend $$ frm pple but dun pay bac.. and the amt can be in hundreds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically they are the most disgusting couple i have ever seen... they basically try to live off their friends and exPects their friend to feed em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: hey michelle.. if u even happen to look at my blog... i challenge u to sue me for libel n slander... prove that wat i've said above is untrue..  n i dare you... but if u even plan to sue... plus read &lt;a href="http://statutes.agc.gov.sg/non_version/cgi-bin/cgi_retrieve.pl?actno=REVED-75&amp;doctitle=DEFAMATION%20ACT%0a&amp;date=latest&amp;method=part&amp;sl=1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;... i dun wanna see you ending up like Mr NKF... when he sue a straits time reporter but at the end of the day all the allegations are true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115175152468633495?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115155092321826227</id><published>2006-06-29T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:15:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadline is coming</title><content type='html'>n im so dead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115155092321826227?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115155092321826227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115155092321826227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115155092321826227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115155092321826227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/06/deadline-is-coming.html' title='Deadline is coming'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115143591905828093</id><published>2006-06-28T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T03:21:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So wAts Life~~</title><content type='html'>changed my blogskin yest... its time... guess its time to move on.. but changing jus the blogskin doesnt mean i haf a change of heart.. in a way my heart is still very firmly stuck in its original place.. a place where it shldn't belong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus came bac after a gathering with wendy zhiwei n meng.. they are my best best buddy.. in a world whr nobody understand mi... but they do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across this blog frm chloe's blog..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaodoudou.blogspot.com "&gt;http://xiaodoudou.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about a 25 yr old gal whu have cancer.. n her journey thru the chemo treatment... but sad to say... she lost the battle after merely 8 months.. sigh.. from a person who is strong n upbeat to a person who is weak n frail... it jus break my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im worried for my dad... tho his case dun seem to be that serious... but stories of these sort start to freak me out recently... instead of a help which i shld be... im actually a burden to em.. im feeling disgusted at myself... im jus plain useless n a no brainer.. im paying for my wrong for the pass year... n these debts are jus too much to handle... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleeping now.. wif a very heavy heart... gd nitez all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115143591905828093?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/115143591905828093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=115143591905828093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115143591905828093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/115143591905828093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-wats-life_28.html' title='So wAts Life~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115088715837094865</id><published>2006-06-21T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:52:38.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y leh~~</title><content type='html'>haiZzz.. shld haf changed this blogskin long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i jus cant bear to change it.. putted in alot of effort.. n the hardest things is to align the fotos within the box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y do it need to change it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115071355935059717</id><published>2006-06-19T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:39:19.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh~~</title><content type='html'>im sori if i din convey the msg well enff to let you understand me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb i din realli put myself into ur shoes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad to be viewed this way... but if u insist.. i will accept it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be good to have u around... but mayb its not mutual now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat.. take care of ur health....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to c you around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-115058016720769994</id><published>2006-06-18T05:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:56:15.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn boring weekend...</title><content type='html'>It was a darn boring weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on com for the whole bloody friday... n can u imagine.... at the same time i finish one whole drama series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GeEz... sat was sum wat similar... i was on the com for the freaking afternoon completing my oredi completed game.. till 8plus and its PM mind you.. n i went dwn to robertson walk to mit cat for a soccer match... Portugal vs Iran.. its a borin match actually.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fail to psycho meow meow to mambo with me... so i went in dbl o alone.. back den i was still bragging to my friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"u knoe actually i go clubbing.. no need to jio pple one... cos once i go zouk or dbl o i cfm c my friends de"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oUcH~~ wat a slap on my face.. im alone now... the so call regulars at dbl o is no longer there regularly... but since there is so much on my mind currently n i need a break.. i went ahead anyway... no friends but still got music wat.. (but not to forget..dbl o's mambo sucks at times... actualli most of the time... lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to my pleasent surprise... right after i enter... i saw kevin... my bmt friend... den as we walk to the danceflr... i saw bobby... my sispec friend... den at the bar... i saw sebby... my zouk friend... den at the podium... i saw... umm i dunno his name but its a dbl o ex-regular... den in the middle of mambo... i saw RACHAL~~~ my best friend (frm my clique)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so... to conclude... hEy~~~... i din really lose my touch as a cheongster yet~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to be proud of actuli... lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss wendy... lol... she is at overseas... taiwan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides this season of breaking up... i guess its a season of travel too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachal jus went thailand last week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy is at taiwan this week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiwei will be going thailand nxt week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hUmp~~ wats so great~~ daniel will be going overseas too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulau ubin the week after nxt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a recce =~(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God God... if u are listening... pls pls pls answer my prayer... your son is dying soon... very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: This years world cup suckzz... or issit bcos i din bet... hmm... every match seem to be boring... dun seem to worth the effort of staying up the whoel nite watching em... for once the bug din bite me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-115058016720769994?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114999365767119338</id><published>2006-06-11T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:40:57.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted</title><content type='html'>Im exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for many many reasons i am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trapped in situations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extreme situation calls for extreme measures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss milo... or mao mao... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sooo cute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her.. very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it attachment or love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as there is a feeling.. im contented&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114856391090684629</id><published>2006-05-25T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:33:04.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypocritical</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Monday, May 15, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;Take care, pal. Allow me to say one last encouraging words to u ---- Though it may be raining now, but do remember tat there is always sunshine &amp; rainbow after the rain. I believe tat u can overcome watever obstacles &amp; difficulties tat u have encounter... bcoz u r a brave man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye... fren. *hugz*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How touching... i was almost in tears... was even thinking of jus making up... but since both of us were still kinda in a bad mood n stuff.. i was thinkin of jus coolin it dwn.. before the whole thing even settle... PoOf! sumone jus like to stir it up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Friday, May 19, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Im not gg to take out the things that happened last week n say. Come one, though i still feel very imbalance n buay song, but &lt;strong&gt;unlike someone&lt;/strong&gt;, I dun like to dig out old things n use it against pple."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Monday, May 22, 2006&lt;br /&gt;But overall, i have learnt to be more tolerant towards pple lah. Well, tat is bcoz, &lt;strong&gt;unlike somebody,&lt;/strong&gt; i do come to undersatnd that the world does not belong to me ONLY. Sometimes muz also learn to spare a tot for other pple as well. Have to learn that not all my jokes are funny loh. And oh, of coz tat its not other pple's fault for not understanding my joke, its MY FAULT for making such brainless jokes loh. (Pai seh, mouth itchy, if dun say out then i will feel very buay song.. if i buay song then i will ki siao.. u dun wan to see me ki siao rite?? Hahahaha...)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whu knows in jus 4 days the attiude change again... "friend.." hahaha~~ i jus wonder how sincere was that in the first place... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how hypocritical can a person be.. it jus irks mi at the thot... jus look at wat she say... about how to respect pple... how to be friends lah.. blah blah blah... like she is a guru... but can she even walk the talk? hardly.. geezz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its lucky that u still haf such a good sister to praise u.. otherwise i really wonder whu esle would in this world.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... thank God that my dad's operation is all very successfull.. gota stay till sat tho... thanks for all the concerns frm true friends... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my life is still in a mess.. haha... wats new.. i jus love to vent my anger on my friends... so friends beware... if u cant take my joke... if u cant take my suan... u beta run far far away... cos i tell u now... im not a good n worthy friend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least im truthful... n not hypocritical... u haf been warned~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: "Bcoz i know she is joking, tat's y im not angry n yesh, making a mountain out of a mole." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah~~ the last time round... with the advise of everyone.. in bid not to worsen the war of words between us.. i kept my mouth shut... but since u cant keep that gap of urs close.. let me do u a favour.. u knoe.. ur favourite phase... "making a mountain out of a mole"... stop embarressing urself can or not.... its "making a mountain out of a mole&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mole is orh ki... mole is an animal whu dig a hole in the ground... im so sori... as a friend i really shouldnt start this word of war with u when i know that you couldnt even keep up at all... its my fault to make u embarress.. im so sori...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps... am i being hypocritical?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... no im jus joking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... doesnt sound like a joke? hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... you are rite.. im jus being very sarcastic.... wat about personal attackz? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114856391090684629?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114856391090684629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114856391090684629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114856391090684629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114856391090684629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/05/hypocritical.html' title='hypocritical'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114770283822481893</id><published>2006-05-15T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:20:38.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>found wu zhong xian's twins on the net too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/wu%20zhong%20xian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/wu%20zhong%20xian.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this foto is not new to many... but anyway... i'll jus post for fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114770283822481893?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114770283822481893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114770283822481893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114770283822481893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114770283822481893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114770224069593379</id><published>2006-05-15T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:10:40.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twin brother...</title><content type='html'>I jus found my twin brother on the internet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/twin%20brother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/twin%20brother.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll let my friends be the judge.. but according to CuiLing... who is a personal friend of alvin (e one who look like me..) i guess its jus the poor resoultion of the foto..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114770224069593379?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114770224069593379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114770224069593379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114770224069593379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114770224069593379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/05/twin-brother.html' title='twin brother...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114757757384388256</id><published>2006-05-14T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T11:32:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sumthing to blog about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this blog entry delicated soley for reply purposes onli...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i do agree that im in a foul mood lately... in fact i still am... happen to cross a person's path... step on the toes.. well i could onli say sori... thats if he/she ever forgifes me... but anyhow... there is a couple of point that i would like to share... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quote: venting his anger on u (this point appear almost in every paragraph)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no im not.. believe it or not up to u.. read the nxt reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quote: Play finish mj then just leave like tat, dun even bother to say thank u or help to clear up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u ever even notice.... i was helping to pack while u were at the kitchen.. walked away to avoid any confict when u came back.. and by that time i had at least 1/4 of the tiles back in place... waved gdbye.. but u din even wana look.. not my fault... not yours.. if u wanna misinterprte it.. so be it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quote: If u cant understand that im jus joking with him, then tat is ur own problem lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.. and during the initial part i was jus joking too... but it seems that u are the one that could not take it first so shld i say.. "im sori" ?!?!?! and i quote frm u &lt;em&gt;"If u cant understand that im jus joking with &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;, then tat is ur own problem lah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quote: A true fren wont be insulting n saying nasty things to each other. A true fren will have respect for each other, at least for the very basic one. A true fren wont take each other for granted. A true fren, nv attack each other. I have NV EVER START TO ATTACK THE FRENS AROUND ME, NEVER!! Unless im being attacked, or else i will not start any conflicts with pple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha... Well i beg to differ... seriously knowing you for so long... i dun realli see any of the above mentioned from you.. so its a joke to see u actually typing it on ur blog.. trying to bring more shame to yourself? lets put it this way... if u are wat u said to be den we wunld haf this friction at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know u will say that u dun see the above mention frm mi neither... thats by far quite fine with me.. u are entitled to wat u think.. but like wat xian put in her blog.. if you are a person whu suan... you must be able to take that suan... n i think u fail badly on this... if u even noticed... my comment was jus meerly "skill lousy bobian lo".... "lose abit onli kpkb"... n that is enff to make u erupt?!?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if thats wat u called insult... if thats wat u called desrespect... i hearby say sori... sori that i under-estimated you.. cos by ur level of "foul mouthed" and the words u used on others... i would expect ur level to be much much higher den that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din expect that you will actually be able to make a mountian out of a molehole... but congrates.. &lt;strong&gt;YOU DID IT AGAIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;... after the "DJ forgot my birthday, made me cry on mrt " saga... you too wrote about how you finally see a friend's true colour...i quote &lt;em&gt;"Even my colleagues whom i know less than a week can rem today is my bday. But my frens cant. What is there to say? N if u r one of the so called frens who didnt even bother to send me a bday msg, then yes, im super pissed off with u."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess im jus passing the wrong path at the wrong time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all this... i would make a couple of points clear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Im not saying that im not at fault.... but the magnitude of the event is certainly not as great as wat was deem on his/her blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I do appreciate my friends for companying me... but if u think that by jus coming out for a mj is such a hugh super duper big sacrific to you.. jus tell me.. i dun need that... i may be asking pple out... but im not FORCING pple out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drill it into ur head... Friends dun drag their feet to company their friend.. n thinking  that its a very noble deed n their friends owe em a living after that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are there solely becos they felt that the friend need em... and is willing to jus spend time with him/her.. thats all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in ur blog... u keep toking about how u finally understand whu is a real friend whu is not... but pls tink back... at the end of the day... do u really think U yourself knoe the meaning of true friend... looking at the above... i think u are still searching for an answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day if u wanna keep finding fish bone in tofu (like the "DJ forgot my birthday, made me cry on mrt" incident n tis) ... i guess more friends will jus fall victim to ur extrodinary way of viewing friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which friendship doesnt haf friction... but if everybody uses ur yardstick to judge friendship.. i guess u wun haf no friends oredi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat makes our clique so amazing is exactly becos all of us are different... yet all of us are clique... and the reason being we know whu is our gd friends.. disregard the little shortcomings they haf... and not trying to Xiao Ti Da Zhuo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I will make it clear... this blog entry is not for apology purpose... but i haf to say it again... jus in case pple start to misinterpreate my meaning... &lt;strong&gt;I DIN SAY THAT IM NOT AT FAULT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and till now... i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; treating that person as a friend...  whether if its mutual or not we shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always believe in one thing... gd friend tell the truth... so pple might think that the above blog is actually harsh... the above blog is acutally unfriendly... but to my pt of view... thats wat he/she has done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging it out is not to protest... but to clear up the misunderstanding.. for example.. she/he commented that i nvr help to clean... but in actual fact i did.. but i walked away when he/she came out to avoid confilct... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if lets say really if i din clear up... i've jus got to review my actions.. itsnt it the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun jump into conclusion... finger pointing everywhr becos of all the small small matters.. and becos of that you actually can void a friendship... in a way.. before anything esle.. it actually show the way u view and cherish ur friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not like dj... im alot more vocal.... i might be wrong in a certain way... and i nvr denie it... yet the way you create a mountain out of a molehole is totally unaccepteble... and all these accusation.. is jus too out of point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets jus see how positive can he/she react...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114757757384388256?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114757757384388256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114757757384388256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114757757384388256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114757757384388256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/05/sumthing-to-blog-about.html' title='sumthing to blog about...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114683939780631171</id><published>2006-05-05T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T09:25:11.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbearable pain</title><content type='html'>Im worth jus an sms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: when i tell you thru the fone you always dun agree wat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand perfectly how you feel... i've been seriously considering... and even planning for it.. so that i can fulfil my last promise... to be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y rush it... issit that unbearable? that unbearable when i oredi gif in to every single thing that u requested?? i know its on the line... and im prepared to gif you wat you wanted.. sumthing that you hope for.. i guess its your best birthday present.. its coming.. i am walking away.. to let go.. u said you wanted to be friend... so im preparing for that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hope for a good memory.. for a good friend to come was dashed.. broken to a million pieces.. things could be beta.. but it left me bleeding now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kNoW i dUn rEaLlY mEaN ThAt mUcH 2 yOu..&lt;br /&gt;bUt y dUn i gEt tHaT LiTtLe rEsPeCt i DeSeRvE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114683939780631171?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114683939780631171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114683939780631171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114683939780631171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114683939780631171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/05/unbearable-pain.html' title='unbearable pain'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114675528832417678</id><published>2006-05-04T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:08:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth hurts</title><content type='html'>Truth hurts... Ignorance is blissed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many can handle the truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114675528832417678?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114675528832417678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114675528832417678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114675528832417678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114675528832417678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/05/truth-hurts.html' title='Truth hurts'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114614966821334159</id><published>2006-04-27T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:54:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianzz..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cancer:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;any malignant growth or tumor caused by abnormal and uncontrolled cell division; it may spread to other parts of the body through the lymphatic system or the blood stream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody seem to be getting it nowadays... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually it come uninvited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact no one will invite it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... hasnt been feeling good today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any other days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... thats a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the worst come true... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is more to go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need sum comfort... lotsa it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114614966821334159?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114614966821334159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114614966821334159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114614966821334159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114614966821334159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/04/sianzz.html' title='Sianzz..'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114567379646229023</id><published>2006-04-22T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T10:43:16.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sososo~~</title><content type='html'>Im not gona bitch~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not gona bitch~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not gona bitch~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at other people's blog... im filled with tingling sense of jealousy.. y can other people's life be so fun.. loving... full of energy but the ting that i blog is none other then bitter.. resent... bitching and all the other negative feelings... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumone told me.. "its becos you onli look at the negative aspect of your life.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh realli~~" i replied... "Jus name a few things is postive~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumone replied  "you've got a job with good pay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "i rather not haf the job"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumone:"you haf a complete family"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Im keeping my finger cross to that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumone:"you haf a beautiful gf"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"till the day she is realli mine, no comments"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumone:"you've got a bunch of very good friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:"arh.. thats true..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see.. friends is the onli thing that i felt thats realli intact in my life.. for all of u thats ard.. n close.. you touch my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.. esp zhiwei... despite his exam... he is always here for me.. n rachal.. for the ktv session yest.. and the ghost story.. and serious... PHUA CHEE WEE... i saw you coming down wif pple in the lift yest lo... dun try n fake me... lol... guess in a way.. rachal shld sumhow understand how i felt the most... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah.. to add on to the bitching... my computer crash. for no reasons at ALLLLLL!! sori... i've got no moni to revive u yet... so i've jus got to make do with my brother's lappi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so shag aft the run.. gona slp till my dearie come.. nitezz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114567379646229023?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114567379646229023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114567379646229023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114567379646229023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114567379646229023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/04/sososo.html' title='Sososo~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114536865045668577</id><published>2006-04-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:01:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gd luck for your exam...</title><content type='html'>this post is delicated to you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes im jus like a little kid... yearning for your endless attention... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i try my luck... hmm... abt too often... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you.. for your attention during this busy times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank you.. for your company during this time strip period...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the days when you can spend time with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the days when we can tour the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw your hardwork... you reap wat you sow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your effort put in will not go unrewarded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd Luck... all the best for your exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im waiting for you~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114496509457829192</id><published>2006-04-14T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T05:51:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need company</title><content type='html'>jus came back from mj session at jiejie hse... lost... lost big time... nearly... and i really say nearly... i lost all my chips... sad... damn tired now... think im awake for nearly a straight 24hrs.. wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't slp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to know an unpleasent news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope... its a bad news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a thing that nobody want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its jus happen to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future is unknown now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncertainty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lost... totally lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to date i think its e only thing thats worse then a breakup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if there is a breakup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuah la~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im speechless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact im oredi speechless now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114496509457829192?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114496509457829192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114496509457829192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114496509457829192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114496509457829192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-need-company.html' title='I need company'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114433549223288351</id><published>2006-04-06T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:08:48.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala~~</title><content type='html'>Im bored~~ yup... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb not bored... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sian~~ yup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not realli sian~~ cos Im actualli quite busy at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling empty.. emotionally empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbearable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affects the way i tok... the way i eat.. the way i sleep... basically everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i blog.. trying to keep myself busy... for this one moment... jus to escape from the clutches of this emptiness knowing that it will come back and hunt me sooner or later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo... long long long time... before blogging... or every internet is around... i used to haf this little diary.. jus took it out recently... after.. ummm... like 10 years... and found out there is only 7 entries.... only one entry per year.. lol... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each entry narrates a sad part of me.. in retrospect... they sounded quite stupid.. haha.. hopefully when i look back at my life in due time... i will feel stupid too... in fact im oredi feeling abit stupid... wahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been trying to escape from this emptiness... this loneliness... this... this... void... but it seem to be a bottomless pit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to fill it with work... nAh~~ it only makes it worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to fill it with friends... does help.. but they cant be there 24/7 rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to fill it with uHmMm... nAh.. its not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see.. im engulf by this huge monster call empty monster and i have no where to hide!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ArRrrRRgggGGggHHHH~~~ get away... get away~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OnE fInE day iM jus gona be a zombie... walking around.. without a soul~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: btw when thru Qx blog jus now.. saw a close up of a necklace.. so... i was thinking... uhmm.. pls tell me that the person in the foto is not you.. can you.. cos the blossom seem to full on you.. hmm.. sori jus being evil... btw.. this reminds me.. fotoshop can actualli do lotsa wonder~~ lalalala~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114433549223288351?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114433549223288351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114433549223288351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114433549223288351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114433549223288351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/04/lalala.html' title='Lalala~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114399890388150768</id><published>2006-04-03T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:28:23.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help~</title><content type='html'>sO you see... im back again.. bitching bout my life... sum time the harder one try the deeper one fall... absoultly true... harder i try to get rich.. the poorer i become.. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... every start of a new thing is hard.. gota agree with that.. so... will i ever get out of this.. umm.. poverty circle?? hmmm.. those who look dwn on me beta watch out... if given a chance.. i will prove you wrong... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo... wat is this blog all bout... its about a poor man trying to bitch abt his poor life jus before he sleeps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd nite everyone... im going crazy again........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114399890388150768?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114399890388150768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114399890388150768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rachal jus now... we jus found out n concluded sumthing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more a relationship is unstable or w/o future.. the more effort you (yup "YOU" alot of times its jus you alone putting in the effort...) need to put in (which is true)... however it doesnt mean that you can get it stable or provide it a future... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see if the relationship is stable.. or haf a future.. both parties can manage the relationship very well with min effort put in.. and yet sailing thru waves and wellowing in love.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks rite.. when effort and reward doesnt come hand in hand.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ladies and Gentleman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the season of breaking up and heartbreak.. this annual event of pple breaking tgt around the same time has attract much attention since it was first introduce last year... clearly felt by the members of the dbl o poineers... i can confidently say that all but one changed their spouse... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much observation... this year's season of breaking up is here again.. those hit last year might very well be hit again.. hold on tight..&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aFteR mUcH cOnSiDeRatIoN.. DBC (daniel broadcasting centre) has decided to stop the show due to the sensitivity of this topic.. good luck guys uhrm.. and gals.. frm DBC "We uNdErStAnD, cOs wE wErE thErE tOo" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114266761475887469?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114266761475887469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114266761475887469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114266761475887469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114266761475887469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/03/sian.html' title='Sian~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114261746616366427</id><published>2006-03-18T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:52:12.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OuCh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant help but to feel this sharp pain thru my heart.. like a bullet tearing away everything in its path.. i've tried.. but till now fail.. the 2005 feeling is creeping slowly back to me.. i jus hate it.. was laughing at wendy.. but wasnt me the same.. jus as.. foolish.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking extremely stupid in front of everyone.. at times i was thinkin... y not jus let me die.. im not going to commit suicide yet.. if i am going to.. im going to gif my love ones ample time to tok me out of it so dun quote me if i met wif an accident tml... however.. it doesnt mean that my love ones can cfm tok me out of it tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dun worri folks.. you will still get the insurance.. cos they are all over a year ler..  n they cover suicide! and mayb u will get to be a taitai? not frm the insurance certainly.. but i guess its enff to c it thru ur uni days.. no need for tution.. part time.. mayb u can learn to drive too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me.. life lost its meaning long ago... its realli sad to hear it frm a once confident guy.. but its true.. im building my hope on a very fragile pillar.. one that will collapse anytime... and sending me straight to 7 feet under... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im jus plain tired.. think i've got a prob up my head.. cant think straight.. a need support.. an emotional one.. one that can touch my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word for word.. jus reflect the way i feel... kill me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;被爱是幸福&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你太美&lt;br /&gt;爱你要先学会心碎&lt;br /&gt;我害怕没有你&lt;br /&gt;日子失去光辉&lt;br /&gt;专心的爱一个人&lt;br /&gt;对不对&lt;br /&gt;爱情的崎岖&lt;br /&gt;让人觉得好累&lt;br /&gt;你爱过谁&lt;br /&gt;为谁流过泪&lt;br /&gt;为他说过&lt;br /&gt;但从未实现的诺言&lt;br /&gt;有没有后悔&lt;br /&gt;想不想说抱歉&lt;br /&gt;如果有机会&lt;br /&gt;愿不愿重来一回&lt;br /&gt;被爱是幸福&lt;br /&gt;爱人是痛苦&lt;br /&gt;我连在你面前&lt;br /&gt;想哭都不会&lt;br /&gt;我已经选择&lt;br /&gt;爱你这条路&lt;br /&gt;想哭都没有泪&lt;br /&gt;爱你只付出&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114261746616366427?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114261746616366427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114261746616366427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114261746616366427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114261746616366427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/03/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114104969452137692</id><published>2006-02-27T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:20:47.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no idea~~</title><content type='html'>nothing special happen over this weekend.. spend sum quiet time tgt as my parents n my sis went genting.. njoyed the moment.. so is life liddat after marriage.. if it is i guess its not gonna be hard for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if the feeling is mutual... lol...not quite i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my friend jus kana sudden death... well its not all that popular nowadays as the last one i heard was during my sec sch days but nonetheless it happen... so was wrong wif pple.. too much fats in the brain? or jus low IQ.. if thats the case.. dun apply for uni liao... go buy urself a book of moral... perharps that little IQ u haf can help u to be a better person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden death huh~~ so if you haf prob cant you jus say.. y wait till the last min.. wat goes ard comes around..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway.. i feel sucky now.. for no reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad that the killer is caught.. u noe the one eye serangoon killer.. cheers~~ and yah.. as for tammy... gd luck man~~ your video.. all i can say is.. internet make the world smaller... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even your x-ray at poly clinic is sent to india for viewing and den send back to singapore within 30 min with a report attach telling you wat wrong with your bone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb you will recieve comment bout ur position from the other side of the globe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings should jus stay in the bedroom dear.. unless you wanna be famous... in the wrong way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114104969452137692?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114104969452137692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114104969452137692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114104969452137692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114104969452137692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-idea.html' title='no idea~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114016066538059738</id><published>2006-02-17T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T15:17:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddles</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Three guys go in to a hotel, each with $10 in his pocket. They book one room at $30 a night. A short while later, a fax from headquarters directs the hotel to charge $25 a night. So the receptionist gives the bellhop $5 to take to the three guys sharing a room. Since the bellhop never got a tip from them, and because he can’t split the $5 three ways, he decides to pocket $2 and give them each $1 back. So each of the guys now has spent $9, and the bellhop has $2, for a total of $29. Where’s the extra dollar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Frank Morgan, The Math Chat Book &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so can anione explain y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally found the answer.. Remember where you find what each guy ended up paying the $9 well, you subtract the 1 from the 10. Therefore once you achieve $27, you subtract the $2 to get $25 - the amount paid for the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear actually told me yesterday... but hmm... dun understand.. not really till now.. stupid me... thats y she is so good in maths... impressive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one.... this is stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a five letter word. It becomes shorter when you add 2 letters to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enigma: What is this five letter word?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: short! wahaha~~ (im going crazy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114016066538059738?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114016066538059738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114016066538059738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114016066538059738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114016066538059738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/02/riddles.html' title='Riddles'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114014161673087233</id><published>2006-02-17T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:06:26.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact lens</title><content type='html'>It dropped again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my eye teary and uncomfy... it is not the first time it happen... but jus y am i holdin so hard.. normally people will jus dispose it off and move on.. was it jus not meant to be.. or its jus unsuitable... am i jus forcing it.. its not the first time that those thots cross my mind... y am i jus refusing for a change... vanity perharps.. i dunno... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking down the busy street of change alley... i tried to hide my red tear flooded eye out of sight.. struggling to remain composure.. i hide in a corner avoid the busy morning crowd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to force it down... i tried to push it in... tears rolled down again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seem like eternity... like fighting with a demon that refuse loosen its grip on me.. im running late for my class... taking care not to let my emotions blow up in the mist of the bustling morning rush... i close my hot red eye... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf no chioce.. i cant stand here while the rest of the time passes me by...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried again... this time round i won the battle... walking briskly towards my classroom.. i cant help but to tink how many more of this do i have to endure... this was not wat i wanted when i set off... but it seem to gif me probs... and increasly more... i have to admit that it not all bad... there are certainly good to it... of cos there is... otherwise i wunl'd have stick to it thru all these hardship... but as the time goes by im wondering if i can handle the downside... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before i manage to sort out my thots... the feelings came again... y is this happening... teary as it can be... my tear ducts worked overtime.... generating tears as if it were free... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cupped my head and shouted "shit, my contact lens dropped again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;an extract from Daniel Li's The day when my contact lens dropped again &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-114014161673087233?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/114014161673087233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=114014161673087233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114014161673087233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/114014161673087233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/02/contact-lens.html' title='Contact lens'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-114005720227150701</id><published>2006-02-16T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:08:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>happY BeLataed valentine's dAy all.... may all of you spent that lovely evening with the one you love and cared for... well... not to brag.. but i get to spend my special evening with priceless ( a self proclaim name she gave to herself and so i haf to agree to it)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manage to spend some quiet time tgt... bbq on our own... many times bbq is seen as a time for gathering with lotsa friends.. but it can be so nice to jus bbq wif her also... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a surprise from priceless... a gift... cos we had an agreement not to spend on valentine gift.. (i got her a gift also aniway lol)... she got me a beautiful blown up foto of us nicely framed up... so sweet rite.... haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some fotos that we took... fotos of the gifts that we had for each other.. but currently im blogging from... ummm raffles place... went for a powerpoint course... so im now very free cos wat they are teaching is so soooo ezzzzzzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote wat my teacher jus told the class " Class... double click on the powerpoint icon... arhh~~ magic! you see the program jus open..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... so corny... i wonder how i should continue the class wif all this "jokes"... mayb i will jus surf my whole day away... given such "interesting topics" like how to save your document... how to exit the program... its hard to keep my attention wif the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see me again after lunch ba... be bloggin again... lol&lt;div 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title='Lol'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113963629502237957</id><published>2006-02-11T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T13:38:17.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>its been a long long time since i blogged... was super bz this CNY... hehe... but hafing said that... this is the CNY that i went out the least wif my family... actually none at all... not even to my uncles... that explains the steep drop in my ang pao money... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got quite alot of photos i wanna upload... but im jus too bz... got a wedding at 3 this aftnoon.. phew... maybe the next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;went mdm wong wif zhiwei qx hazel rachal yest... been sumtime since i chiong... and i tell u.. goin clubbing wif my this grp of friends is really so so fun... they are jus the best... be it inside or outside club... its been a long time since i last truely enjoy clubbing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat bak kut teh after mdm wong.. zhiwei was making a fool of himself as usual... calling rachal a chicken for her way of sipping the water.. and his constant imitation of the 7pm show "gOgOgO" brought me to tears... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the far side of the round table... i cant help but to feel blessed to haf such a grp of friends... we can play.. yet we can confide in each other 2... as zhiwei n rachel continue their miss chicken n "gogogo" talk.. i dig into my rice and thot... so how do we get tgt.. as i try to make sense on how we became friends a complicated relationship web starts to form.. worse then friendster..  but before we go to that.. lets see whu is in the grp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DBL O pInoeerS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Reunion%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Reunion%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From left: Hazel rachal Qx Wendy Dj Zhiwei Me meNg Euegne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at May 05... its one of the full strength gathering after many got bz with their own stuff... but sumhow after so many things that happen within the grp.. we manage to survive.. and walk out of it.. the bond is still there.. not bad rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we are related...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Relatinship.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Relatinship.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it confusing... it starts of with... &lt;br /&gt;1)me wendy and Qx.. as poly mates... &lt;br /&gt;2)wendy n qx are also polymates with hazel... &lt;br /&gt;3)hazel brought in rachal... her childhood friend.. &lt;br /&gt;4)qx brought in meng n dj her sec sch friend... euegne her poly friend..  n chloe.. her SIM friend..&lt;br /&gt;5) meng brought in zhiwei.. his poly and bmt mate.. &lt;br /&gt;6)zhiwei at the same time is also wendy's sec sch mate...  &lt;br /&gt;7)Rachal n Eugene got tgt.. &lt;br /&gt;8)Me n Chloe got tgt.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... from this list u can see.. im the freeloader that din bring in ani friends whether directly or indirectly... lol... do i feel guilty.. nope.. but im blessed to haf all of u.. thankz!&lt;div 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title='Friends...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113846941911650974</id><published>2006-01-29T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T01:30:19.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HappY cHiNeSe nEw yEaR~~</title><content type='html'>hOt is the oNLi feeling i had today... was raised from my beauty slp at 0930 am.. and for your infor.. i reached hm at 0700 am in the morning after a kTv session to celebrate yanjie bdae... the 2 and half hrs of slp din do me ani good.. on the contary.. it contributed to a very bad start of the day.. the lack of slp made me veri grumpy... a slpy man is an angry man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started with sum disagreement wif my father... followed by a long and hot trip to my grandma hse... the temp im sure is at least a 35 degrees... was sweating as if the heaven is trying to remind me that im born in the yr of the PiGz... reached my grandma hse at ard noon... was dead tired.. the sweatin hasnt stop... took a nap.. wif 3 fans blowing at me... but it onli manage to produce hot wind.. that made me even more uncomfy... finally i gif up trying to slp.. dragged my slpy head bac into the living rm... down 3 packz of ice cool soya bean drink in a row in bid to extingiush that burning feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the sUn begin to rEtire.. as the nite fall.. the heat of the sun is soon substituted wif the heat from the steamboat... din eat much.. was feeling jus too sick frm all the excessive warmth in the afternoon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depite all those negative feelings i had for the whole day.. little chatz wif her did perk me up abit.. but well.. no nobody is really that free on chinese new year.. so i decided to gif her a break... started take pic of the firework.. and i tell you.. the firework here is jus so so nice... it literally lit up the whole sky wif purple green and blue! manage to snap a few shots of these magnificent moments... well post it up soon enff i guess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona be back hm tml... yeah!! miss my dear.. my cosy bed.. my com... my fast internet connection.. my car.. my mobility... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAwNz... gD nItez eVeRyOne... haF a bLesSed yR aHead!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113846941911650974?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113846941911650974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>at e max...</title><content type='html'>so you see... im blogging now at 2pm.. waitin for Miss cat to mit me up... the logic is that u cant let mw wait or i will spend... and i did jus that... sign up for E2Max member.. cost me 12 bucKs... hump*... aniway the card will do me good... get to haf point at all cathay outlets... bowling... movies... eTc..&lt;br /&gt;i Haf to say.. the pLacE is sO... soOoo... Sooo cOoLL... its a plc for gaming...  for movies... n alot nore other things!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to gaming for awhile... but i haf to say... kids nowadays... are jus so horrible.... so do they study Diploma in Biz... iT... or they are sTuDying Diploma in cOunTeR sTrIkE... im jUs a frEe fRaG waithing for my time to dIe... quit the game aft 2 rounds.. at least i wun die blogging... arh... lame...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... MisS cAt is here.. looking.. haha... so formal... so OuT oF pLaCe in tHis cOoL gamInG cenTre... oPps.. kana spotted.. think i will jus stop here... im hungry ler... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya 2nite special sumone... mUaCkz~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113834145549858980?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113834145549858980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113834145549858980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113834145549858980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113834145549858980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/01/at-e-max.html' title='at e max...'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113819854431290939</id><published>2006-01-25T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:15:46.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe</title><content type='html'>sIttIng in front of my computer... tinking of wat to blog.. i'M tired~~ physically tired.. my eyes start to feel as if they weight over a hundred pounds.. tHis bLog eNtry is fOr yOU~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i LovE reAdIng yOuR bLog" she saiD.. or issIt bLogs in general? i prefer the former.. haha~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hUndreds of thots raced thrU my mind.. "cant process!!" my brain protested.. guess i jus haf to take it easy.. in fact i am.. i see things in a different light now.. slowly im letting hold of my grip.. still determined as ever to make a difference.. firmly believe that there is a chance.. yet im going to tk a softer stance.. no pressure... jus enjoy watever time there is.. during this time.. i'll make you the special gal in my life.. as long as it can last... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gif me your hand.. lets walk down the cozy beaches of karbi... visit the bustling night market of taiwan... enjoy the cool climate of europe... dreamz.. hopes.. wanted you to take part in all this dreamz of mine.. u r my 100% nothing less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nOtHiNg LeSs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113819854431290939?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113819854431290939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113819854431290939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113819854431290939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113819854431290939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/01/life.html' title='LiFe'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113791777016768690</id><published>2006-01-22T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T16:16:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sHiTtY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"I dOn't kNow" "i CaNt dEcIdE"&lt;/strong&gt; tHe worst aNsWeR in the whole wide  world... its worse than a direct "no"... leAVe you hanging in the air... cant plan ahead.. basically an answer without hope.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait... im tired... not trying hard enff.. jus not trying hard enff... yet i jus cant say anithing... sick... sILeNce is wAt yOu dO beST wHeN i expEct aN aNsWeR. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113791777016768690?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113791777016768690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113791777016768690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113791777016768690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113791777016768690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/01/shitty.html' title='sHiTtY'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113762393059554220</id><published>2006-01-19T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:18:04.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ArGh</title><content type='html'>aRgH... latE nIte~~ jUs loOk at thE tiMe... shld be in slumberland ... yupzz.. cant get to slp again... actually i hated to jus blog liddat.. sick of comming up with sad blogs... bUt whU caN filL me iN aT this wEiRd tImIng... bLogginG is the onli channel i could express myself i gUeSS... i was actualli formulating a cheerful blog.. was going to share how my life change from a bad last year to a betta thIs yeaR.. now i haf my doubts.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiDe awake now.. at 430 am in the morning.. geez... was veri veri affected by alot of things suddenly.. within the time frame of 30mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) a sms at 1.08am&lt;br /&gt;2) a tag msg *(refer to the bottom)&lt;br /&gt;3) a blog entry&lt;br /&gt;4) a friendster page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tink im becoming abit like hazel... SSSssssSSSOOoooOOoo jus fark off bitch!! i will write wat i wan.. wats on the blog only reflects a fraction of wats happening.. so who r u to advice me on wat to do... if u are really a friend jus come n tell me personally on wat to do.... if not... jus disappear... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in a gd mood... definately not... im quite lost... tired... dry... out of ideas... jus as good as dead.. dunno if i can still bet on winning... i cant keep a clear mind ler... everyone is trying very hard.. but.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;suddenly it struck me... there is actually alot in me thats lacking.. sad.. alot of things that i jus cant match up to the previous benchmark... looks.. size.. wealth.. mayb thats the reasons for the periodic fallback? aRgGgHh... its taking a toll on me... wat if i fail to exist.. is that better?? geezz... lost in emotions again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not looking back at the past... but there is a difference... but i wanna be as good as the past... i can put down wats in the past.. and build on a betta future.. but i guess not many pple can do the same...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 0635 now... gota go work ler.. gonna be a tired day ahead.. wat a way to start a day... i hate his appearence... it jus screws up everyone's life... esp mine... *i* and r** in *e*L bast***!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fark off bitch!! to break up or not is up to me.. even if u meant well jus put dwn your name arshole.. if i wun even know who the fark u are when u put down your name.. den i dun even think you haf the capacity to advice me on wat to do... so jus keep ur bloody filthy maggot infested mouth close and to yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113762393059554220?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113686879717373550</id><published>2006-01-10T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T12:53:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oNe mOnTh~~</title><content type='html'>im sTayIng home today... dEaRie wanna stay home to stuDy... everybody esle in this world seem to be bz.. to bz to even reply a sms.. sigh... wat a lonely day... hope sumone can jus ask me out.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today marks the first month anniversary.. if we are lookin on the long run... this first month is totally insignificant.. but to me is a month of effort... joy and laughter...  a month of good company.. full of ups n down i say and i rekcon that im doing good enff... much more can be done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i will jus stay at home to do sum self reflection... been doing alot of reflection recently... it does do me sum good i haf to say... cleared my mind off alot of things.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this one month has brought you joy and happiness dear.. haPpi oNe moNtH~~ mUaCkZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113686879717373550?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113686879717373550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113686879717373550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113686879717373550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113686879717373550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-month.html' title='oNe mOnTh~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113674136961557249</id><published>2006-01-09T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T01:29:29.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cOmProMise~~</title><content type='html'>hmm... jus got home.. had a tok wif sumone... so am i a person that likes to force my thots on other pple or wat im saying are jus facts.. at the end of the day i jus find that compromise is the key to a long relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it the case? if one party offers a an ultimatium.. wouldn't it spell the end? or he/she is still jUs hopIng that the other party can love em enff to gif in? at the end of the day... i jus believe that if there is sumthing that is non negotiable in a relationship that jus spells e end ba.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thot is broken... shark.. too tired i guess.. unable to get it bac.. aniway... its jus up to em... gd NiTez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113674136961557249?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113674136961557249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113674136961557249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113674136961557249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113674136961557249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/01/compromise.html' title='cOmProMise~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113648023427516001</id><published>2006-01-06T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:57:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wOke uP~~</title><content type='html'>jUs woke up frm the middle of the sleep... bad dreamz?? over-sensitive?? six sense?? but after i woke up... i jus couldnt get back to lala land... seem to have alot of worries... but not realli... guess im jus abit worried about losing the things i haf now... that include people in my life... things doesnt come easy this year... and i realli reali treasure wat i haf now.. losing anything will jus make me go crazy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish time stop at my poly years... life is good... no... i shld say perfect... there and then i was telling wendy.. every aspect of my life is jus perfect.. no problems at all... geezz.. i have to jus wake up.. those days are gone... i will build my life frm now towards that perfect life i once had..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this uneasy feeling will go away soon... gota slp... gota work tml... muackz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113648023427516001?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113638752865823599</id><published>2006-01-04T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T23:12:08.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaHahaAHha~~</title><content type='html'>so jUs wHeN you thot me and gary was stupid trying to peep a gal thats in the FHM.. take a look at this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/78underwear239934876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/78underwear239934876.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when guys start undergoing puberty..curiosity kills the cat.. or in this case.. the boy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113618108823880838</id><published>2006-01-02T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:51:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY cAr is BaC!!</title><content type='html'>Happi 2006~~~ a nEw yEaR!! NeW hOpE!! Lets HoPe tHaT iTs a BeTa yEaR foR eVeRyOnE!!! tHis Year got off with quite a good start i mus say... gota spend it wif sumone i love... hee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invited my friends over for a small gathering... "ta bao" dinner... n watched "shutter".. followed by countdown and a few shouts of "yeah happi 2006"... of cos the atmosphere is not as high as wat it is outside at places like MOS.. but i rather stay at home... den to queue from 8 to 1am and not get in at the end.. guess im getting abit old ba.. prefer to jus chill n relac one corner with my dear beside me.. that can make me a very happi man oredi... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played bridge e whole night.. but wat made it so interesting i guess was the involovement of our newbie... Qiang n Marcus... the way they express themselves and their "logic" in playin the game brought me down with laughter... at a point i jus haf to throw my cards to duanjie to continue cos i couldnt stop laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. one thing to announce~~ i got bac my LeMoN ler!!! haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Photo-0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Photo-0056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta da! mY LeMoN bAc iN stYle... aS goOd aS nEw~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNd yOu caN guess wHo iS the FiRsT pAsSenger~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Photo-0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Photo-0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jUs LoVe tO c HeR aRd~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113618108823880838?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113618108823880838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113618108823880838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113618108823880838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113618108823880838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-car-is-bac.html' title='mY cAr is BaC!!'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113593622166610284</id><published>2005-12-30T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:35:02.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nEw yEaR rEsoLuTiOn 2006</title><content type='html'>finally the bAd year of 2005 is gona pass soon... this is the most anticipated new year ever~ in my 22 years.. however.. plans for tml is still in a mess.. dunno.. wat to do.. whu to go out wif... where to do... got a funni feeling that its not gonna be super fun... not gonna spent it the way i wanted to... but nontheless.. the thot of ushering in 2006 has excited me oredi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tHere is no need for me to repeat how f**k up my life is... if you dunno.. well... jus pick ani of the previous post... more than likely will u be able to find a post that tok about "sWaY" things that happen in my life... tHo i keep saying "sWaY" here "sWaY" there.. but i dun denie that i do play a part in making my life as messy as it is now... SoOoooOoooOo these few days... since im back in camp... BUT with NOTHING to do... i've decided to make my time alittle more meaningful and productive... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've thot about things that happen... did alot of self reflection... saw my life from a different light.... look at thing that bothers me now.. and *TaDa* i have come up with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nEw yEaR rEsOLUtIoN 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Before i announce my resolution... let's look at wat's bothering me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/life%20problem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/400/life%20problem.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*nOtIcE: noT all pRoBlEms mEnTiOn abOve arE problems per say... sum are IsSues wHiCh tO mE are of gReAt iMporTanCe.. and will aFfEcT mY wELL beInG in the most harsh and direct WaY..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It start with this it will end with this... Work... basically i wun like to elborate wat actually happen this year in terms of my work... but now im in a new company.. blessed with a understanding OC and a very kind CSM.. wat can i ask for... so in terms of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Be more delicated to my job&lt;br /&gt;2) Put in effort to learn the ropes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance.. arhh... the problem child of my life... this year... in a series of unfortunate events... it has depleted my savings to neg.. plus a couple of bad debts that look like it haf write off my book.. i guess i haf to SERIOUSLY start saving... guess i have to jus quit alot of things.. and i mean it.. to get the accounts back to black...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Quit ******* (cant guess? too bad!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Quit cH*o*iNg&lt;br /&gt;3) Quit dR*iN*iNg&lt;br /&gt;4) saVe $*** per mth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith... sigh.. a disappointing aspect.. and to a point whr im jus too afraid n ashame to even admit that im a Christian.. i might look hack care on the outside.. but deep down im realli upset about the way i have become... gEeZ... so in this aspect.. i guess this is wat im going to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)FiNish "pUrPosE dRiven lIfe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's c... hmm next will be the weight prob... haha... actually i doesnt realli bothers me very much.. but... umm... for sumone... i guess i'll jus try to cut down ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Jog 3 times a week&lt;br /&gt;2) Eats less =0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha~~ studies.. well well... gota plan for this soon... waiting for the time... waiting for things in the army to settle down.... but will start this year no matter wat... so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Reg for the ChFC course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family... hmm... relationship has been strained due to all those happenings all year round.. guess my parents is more of worried than angry wifz me... trying very hard to mend bac the confidence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Spend more time at home&lt;br /&gt;2) Keep to the above mentioned resolution &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship.... hmm... alot of pple say... relationship actually forms a very small part of one's life.. cos there are many more other things in one's life... true and not true... true in a way it actualli forms quite a small part... however.. this small part actualli affects a veri big part of one's life... especially true for me... so.. the reason it become one of the "problem" i guess is because it is always a challenge to keep the fire burning... to not take each other for granted.. to brave the watever storm thats coming... to be understanding... sensitive to one's need n feeling... been thru alot this year.. i gain n i lost... im not going to let it jus slip away jus liddat.. i gona defend it wif all i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've oredi told her about it.. =P all im gona say is im gona teng her more~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113593622166610284?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113593622166610284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113593622166610284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113593622166610284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113593622166610284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-year-resolution-2006.html' title='nEw yEaR rEsoLuTiOn 2006'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113561795791349499</id><published>2005-12-27T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:33:57.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a DoWn aGain</title><content type='html'>life is a gamble... its not that i nvr bet on anything before... in fact everyone is "betting" everyday.. they "bet" on taking bus in a certain situation is faster... they "bet" on a certain way of study yeild a higher score.. they "bet" on takin which route is safer at night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that i use the word "bet" is exactly becos.. nothing is this world is certain.. not even sunrise.. quoted from some pple... our sun is gona burn out in like how many million years.. of cos it does affect us thus nobody realli care... sunrise is still an everyday affair.. however there is still sum uncertainty isnt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to minise the impact of losing any "bet".. pple will choose the option with the lowest risk... for example.. having to know that there is a massive jam in CTE.. most prob pple will get a train down to town rather than taxi.. logical isnt it... we were brought up this way.. so for the simpliest thing we will follow the low risk "bet".. and most pple jus made these decision w/o even thinking much about it cos the answer to which to choose is jus so obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however at times... i jus felt stupid... illogical... crazy... dumb... cos as i grew up... esp in this one year... i go for "bets" which is of high risk... high return... but yet high emotional cost.. to a point that i start to wonder if i can really handle the loses if i din win the "bet" ... been on a losing streak since the start.. isnt looking promising... but the "bet" jus get bigger... hated the feeling.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple have been trying to pull me back... stick to that low risk "bet" they say.... but i thot... at times im winning... y gif up? my heart jus refuse to let go... sucKz... when the heart and mind starts to differ in decisions.. it jus means that i will suffer no matter the outcome... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;f**k... wat a life i haf... jus kill me...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113561795791349499?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113561795791349499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113561795791349499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113561795791349499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113561795791349499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-down-again.html' title='its a DoWn aGain'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113510223056219977</id><published>2005-12-21T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T02:27:24.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wELL.. WeLL</title><content type='html'>for sum reasons i couldnt slp... yup.. tho i promise to slp.. and she is prob slping soundly... visiting lalaland... she needed the slp aniway.. with "pimps" popping out here and there.. getting enff rest is the best remedy i guess.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going thru my mind.. so wats depriving me of my precious sleep... no answers came up... so issit that i realli dunno... or i jus dun dare to face it... as we grow older.. u jus find that u start to decieve urself more n more isnt it? growin up is tough.. do you agree... hmm... c.. im feeling negative again.. sumtimes i really wonder.. who bother to read my blog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not interesting.. its full of my own negative thinking.. at times i dun even know if its rite or wrong... but i guess its jus an avenue to express myself.. a way to destress.. typing... or old fashion writing a dairy does the same thing... to say out things... so one doesnt bottle up their feelings and at the same time provide yourself with a time to self reflect.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a mtv.. a very touching one... tho its not the first time i come across the mtv.. but i dunno y i actualli felt alot toward it this time... the mtv goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a photographer is going on his usual rounds trying to find a theme for his picture.. when he come across a very sweet looking gal... unable to hold bac.. he snaps a foto of this angelic looking gal... not wanting to being rude...he went up to offer the gal a foto of her after its developed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sOoN.. they became an item.. sharing many good times tgt.. taking fotos.. the gal enjoyed being his model while the guy tries his best to capture the most beautiful moments offered by the gal... they spent their time tgt.. watching sunsets.. walking down rows of pine trees.. strolling down the beach.. everything was perfect.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oNe day.. while the guy is developing his fotos.. the gal offered to help.. he sent her for a bottle of solution on top of the rack.. accident happened.. she slipped.. and the solution go into her eyes.. panickly the guy sent her to the hospital... onli to find that she will be blind for the rest of her life if there is no cornea transplant done... couldnt stop blaming himself for the accident... he packed and left the gal... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once discharged... the gal tho blinded.. when back to the apartment... was told by the next tenent that the previous owner has oredi move out.. heartbroken and convinced that the guy left her for her disability.. she sat down crying having flashbacks of the good times thay shared.. but all is too late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sOoN after... good news came.. the hospital has found a suitable cornea for transplant.. the operation was a success.. the gal recovered fully.. she carried on with her life.. got a bf.. and the photographer was a matter of the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down the bustling street... there sat a blind guy... sittling alone.. holding on to a tattered photo of him and his ex gf... he has chosen to give up his sight.. his love for photography.. his dreams.. his future.. his love of the gal he cared for ever so dearly.. in exchange for her happiness... her life... her dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one you love will always take a centre stage in your life... even if it means to gif up everything thats impt.. sacifices that the other party never knew... it doesnt matter... as long as they are happy.. all things im jus willing to bear..  true love...thats true love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113510223056219977?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113510223056219977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113510223056219977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113510223056219977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113510223056219977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-well.html' title='wELL.. WeLL'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113492402919271825</id><published>2005-12-19T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:40:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nEw bLoGsKiN</title><content type='html'>pHeW~~ fInally.. the new blogskin has come into effect.. any comments?? took me quite awhile to get it up.. need to put in the fotos.. blah blah blah... personalise here n there.. add song.. disable the right click button... wAh~~ its a whole load of work.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slpt thru my whole day.. literally.... woke up at ard 1.. msged HER.. aft a few smses.. i collapse into deep sleep again.. only to wake up at 430.. n the best thing is im suppose to reach church at 430...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky and unlucky... Luckily the song leader 2day is my mum.. but thats also the unlucky part! iF it were sumone esle... i would haf pple toking behind my back.. wanted to tell me off.. but dun dare.. its good not to haf pple toking behind ur back in a church.. words can kill.. so im glad its my mum.. at least i know she wun tok behind my back.. lol.. but on the other hand.. she made no effort to hide her displeasure.. geez.. guess everything has its trade offs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went straight home aft church.. din even wait to go dinner wif the rest of the company... they were hafing rehersal.. doesnt bother me.. im gona haf BOS duty in camp anyway.. my heart was not there.. wanted to get my new blogskin up asap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wELL.. aft 4hrs of staring at the computer... looking thru countless skin.. i finally settled on this one.. plain.. simple.. has its potential to mod... added a few pics.. not professionally done but.. it still took me a hell lot of time.. haha~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. y am i alone 2 nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumone went mj ler.. wif her jIemEi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Mj%20nt%20bad...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Mj%20nt%20bad...jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad rite.. quite a good hand... yah.. hand.. not hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her.. did u win... the answer is no... so sad... there goes her promise of a $2 chicken rice deal if she win.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/chloe%20mj%20queen%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/chloe%20mj%20queen%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat... sportsmanship is very impt... who likes a sore loser.. obviously she is not... jus look at that smile.. so can i still haf the chicken rice even if u lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feLt sO rELiFt nW.. wHeThEr its juS a bEaThER oR tHiNgS iS jUs gOnA gEt bEtTeR.. wIf hEr aRd.. i cAn tAkE oN bIgGeR tHiNgS nOw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113492402919271825?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113492402919271825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113492402919271825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113492402919271825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113492402919271825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-blogskin.html' title='nEw bLoGsKiN'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113448985232104824</id><published>2005-12-13T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:04:12.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LovE</title><content type='html'>Love. wats love... the defination of this word actualli left me dumbfounded for quite awhile... searching for an answer.. Tried asking alot of pple.. many pple told me it is a kind of feeling.. Sum pple say is self sacrifice... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me i guess the meaning of love is the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;willingness to __________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yup... fill in the blank yourself... I once told sumone... cos i love you so much that im willing to let you go... sounded noble? sounded fake? but that how i felt.. if she might be happier leaving me she can jus go.. n im willing cos i love her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This defination doesnt onli apply to bgr.. it can.. in my view apply to all kinds of love.. parent's love for their child.. so they are willing to save up for the child... willing to pamper the child.. notice the word willing? True love i guess, will always contain the word "willing", for one who truly love, is one who is willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Notice: However "One who is willing, might not be the one that truly loves. In this present chaotic world.. pple jus haf too many hidden agenda.. cant simply put trust on any tom dick or harry or hairy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Image_35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Image_35.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she love her hand.. so she is willing to paint her nails... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;day and night&lt;br /&gt;even though you don't speak a word&lt;br /&gt;your voice is still in my head&lt;br /&gt;do you know i think of you everyday?&lt;br /&gt;do you even know my love for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you knew how much i love you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing down my thots &lt;br /&gt;about you is the only &lt;br /&gt;thing that i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for&lt;br /&gt;you will never end,&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be &lt;br /&gt;a part of me&lt;br /&gt;as long as time &lt;br /&gt;keep on passing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for it's all &lt;br /&gt;about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love is putting your loved ones on the centre stage and not yourself..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113448985232104824?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113448985232104824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113448985232104824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113448985232104824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113448985232104824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/love.html' title='LovE'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113419502668356200</id><published>2005-12-10T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T14:10:26.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an article - meaningful.. does it apply to me?</title><content type='html'>happen to stumble upon an article.. kinda touch me... having to walk thru so much this year.. i was hoping that all things that i went thru is by the grace of God.. for he has planned a beta future for me.. to those who is surprise.. let me remind u all.. im a christian! yah.. dun look like one rite.. but i am n i believe... however i do admit that in this one year.. there are instances when i jus felt like crap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some years ago on a hot summer day in south &lt;br /&gt;Florida a little boy decided to go for a swim in the &lt;br /&gt;old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to &lt;br /&gt;dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, &lt;br /&gt;leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He flew into the water, not realizing that as he &lt;br /&gt;swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator &lt;br /&gt;was swimming toward the shore. His mother in the &lt;br /&gt;house was looking out the window saw the two as &lt;br /&gt;they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, &lt;br /&gt;she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as &lt;br /&gt;loudly as she could. Hearing her voice, the little &lt;br /&gt;boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim &lt;br /&gt;to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached &lt;br /&gt;her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the &lt;br /&gt;mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as &lt;br /&gt;the alligator snatched his legs. That began an &lt;br /&gt;incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator &lt;br /&gt;was much stronger than the mother, but the &lt;br /&gt;mother was much too passionate to let go. A &lt;br /&gt;farmer happened to drive by, heard er screams, &lt;br /&gt;raced from his truck, took aim and shot the &lt;br /&gt;alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the &lt;br /&gt;hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were &lt;br /&gt;extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the &lt;br /&gt;animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches &lt;br /&gt;where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in &lt;br /&gt;her effort to hang on to the son she loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy &lt;br /&gt;after the trauma, asked if he would show him his &lt;br /&gt;scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with &lt;br /&gt;obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at &lt;br /&gt;my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I &lt;br /&gt;have them because my Mom wouldn't let go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I can identify with that little boy. We have &lt;br /&gt;scars, too. Not from an alligator, but the scars of a &lt;br /&gt;painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly &lt;br /&gt;and have caused us deep regret. But, some &lt;br /&gt;wounds, my friend, are because God has refused &lt;br /&gt;to let go. In the midst of your struggle. He's been &lt;br /&gt;there holding on to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are &lt;br /&gt;a child of God. He wants to protect you and &lt;br /&gt;provide for you in every way. But sometimes we &lt;br /&gt;foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not &lt;br /&gt;knowing what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life &lt;br /&gt;is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is &lt;br /&gt;waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war &lt;br /&gt;begins - and if you have the scars of His love on &lt;br /&gt;your arms be very, very grateful. He did not and will &lt;br /&gt;not ever let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never judge another person's scars, because you &lt;br /&gt;don't know how they were made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113419502668356200?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113419502668356200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113419502668356200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113419502668356200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113419502668356200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/article-meaningful-does-it-apply-to-me.html' title='an article - meaningful.. does it apply to me?'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113410878305786111</id><published>2005-12-09T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T14:13:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life~~ down and without hope</title><content type='html'>Sky came crashing and the star is gone.. not all is lost but looking at my luck this year.. certain things are inevitable.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is it that this year i dun have a single say in my own bloody miserable life!! ITS MY LIFE!!! and WTF is pple having a larger say over wat i can do wat i cant... never never look so forward to chinese new year... a new year a new start thats wat they say.. might not see the sun by then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple say lets HOPE for the betta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hope" a kind of force that keeps pple working... chasing their dreams.. putting up with hardship.. all in all to jus exchange for wat they "hope" for... pple is willing to put up with alot... "hope" is the very element that keeps people going.. keeps the world go round... "hope" can make a person happi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am without "hope". I dun &lt;strong&gt;dare&lt;/strong&gt; to hope.. even for the slightest thing that i hope for... it never come true.. a simple outing.. an answer.. let alone big and major things which i deem is important in my life.. nothing go my way.. nothing turn out right for me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired... fighting for the things that i want... the harder i try... the further they are away from me.. the more i want n yearn for it.. the more things will happen and come between... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my fastration... anger and resentment towards my life has finally reached a point where im issuing a &lt;em&gt;veto&lt;/em&gt; to it... I TELL U... Life.. Fate or watever fark U are... oNe more farking move from u to disrupt my oredi mess up life! i wun hesitate to jus end it with u! u took my career... my relationship.. my money... my relationship with parents.. wat the fark more do you want！！！ all i have now。。 is jus this miserable life.. U wan it? Tk it den! anyway im a guy whu is left with nothing..  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT U!! LIFE's A BITCH!! jus get the hell away from me~~ leave me alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113410878305786111?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113410878305786111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113410878305786111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113410878305786111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113410878305786111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life-down-and-without-hope.html' title='my life~~ down and without hope'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113342478317110530</id><published>2005-12-01T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:13:03.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life~~ down but with hope.. (i hope)</title><content type='html'>got sum bad news frm camp 2day.. guess i'll be under fire again when im back in camp.. cant imagine wat will happen.. sigh... that makes the first regret of my life.. to be part of the army family.. nothing can be change nw.. jus hope that i can ride thru the waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the star is shining ever so brightly now.. luv the star.. love the light.. love the warmth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113342478317110530?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113342478317110530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113342478317110530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113342478317110530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113342478317110530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life-down-but-with-hope-i-hope.html' title='my life~~ down but with hope.. (i hope)'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113320311017575213</id><published>2005-11-29T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T02:38:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RoaD sAfety</title><content type='html'>oNe fiNe day.. a young man was driving his first car along a road when a stupid driver jus came crashing into him while making a right turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/go%20kart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/go%20kart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless.. he n his passenger manage to survive the accident.. being a veri determine person.. he decided to face his car with a smile even tho his heart is aching (literally) terribly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/mi%20n%20car.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/mi%20n%20car.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peering into the interior of the car.. he saw the mess.. rubbing his chest.. he looked at the out of place steering wheel where he knock himself into during the impact.. he was shock to find the steering was pushed behind the horn.. den he realised that the crack at the panel fitted exactly to the bump on his passenger's head.. looking at the big crack on the panel.. he exclaimed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/1600/Head.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/486/1134/320/Head.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oH! wAt a tHiCk sKuLL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dIscLaImEr: the purpose of this blog entry is not to mock or glorify traffic road accident. It rEfLeCt ThE importance oF rOaD sAfTy. aNd SeRvE aS a rEmInDeR to those bloody &lt;strong&gt;ASEHOLES&lt;/strong&gt; wHo dUnO the riGht of way at a CoNtRoLed jUncTioN to pIcK uP theiR bAsIc tHEoRy bOOk n rEaD iT ALL OVER AGAIN b4 MAkInG a rIgHt tUrN!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113320311017575213?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113320311017575213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113320311017575213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113320311017575213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113320311017575213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/11/road-safety.html' title='RoaD sAfety'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113285109995938034</id><published>2005-11-24T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T00:59:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoSt yEt aGaIn~~</title><content type='html'>well well.. not been blogging for a long time.. its not that things haf not been happening.. in fact.. so many things happened.. till e pt i realli couldnt catch up with it.. realli.. this year is extremely SHITTY!!!!! to think that at the start of the year i was still happily counting down..  *&amp;^%%^#^#$%%^#$% &lt;strong&gt;shit u 2005!!!&lt;/strong&gt; end soon and get out of my life!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog.. started for this reason.. tho named as sweet memories of dan.. it recorded everything other den sweet things.. it will forever remind me of this rough patch of my life.. the faithful year when i lost my everything... my every pride.. my gf.. my career.. my car.. my health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my previous post was still talking abt my departure for langkawi... the trip was a refreshing one.. realli.. when i was back i thot that i can jus get on my feet.. live my life anew.. try to rebuild the things i've lost.. was gona blog abt the trip.. post up sum foto.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fated.. shld i realli use the word fate? before i can even upload anything.. even blog.. i met with a car accident.. a serious one.. left me a passenger with a bruised head, broken toe and hospitalise for 5 days.. for me.. i got myself a fractured hand.. a badly briused tummy ( and i realli mean bad!!).. extremely very painful chest.. and hospitalise for a good 4 days.. of e 2 days i was set on drip wo food... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus as i was gona pick myself up.. i will meet with things that bring me down again.. 3rd time now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately a good friend told me i haf changed.. obviously its not for the betta.. i agree with her.. realli.. im a changed person.. issit becos of the environment? my company? or its jus this cruel world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growing up is hard.. resist the world.. resist the change.. and u'll find that trouble jus keep knocking on the door.. follow the flow.. go with the rest.. and u'll find that u r jus living a life that u dun desire.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna follow the world.. i wan my life back.. going against it is so so hard.. im tired.. realli... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a glittle shining in the far sky.. can i get to the light? im hopeful. at least its the onli light in my whole dark sky.. i love this star.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;advice for those who is also hit by "a series of unfortunate event" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hey! my life can be made into a movie too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*hardship in life does not bring u down, instead it will make u a stronger person* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(tats bullshit!! it does bring u down and seriously im not up yet.. both physically and emotionally.. and the talk about making u stronger.. yah rite.. do u tink that my right hand will still be as good after the fracture? these quote are onli applicable if it doesnt apply to urself...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113285109995938034?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113285109995938034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113285109995938034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113285109995938034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113285109995938034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost-yet-again.html' title='LoSt yEt aGaIn~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113055890915522557</id><published>2005-10-29T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T12:38:37.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fUn fiLL nItE II</title><content type='html'>wendy wanted to mit up before we go langkawi.. so we decided to jus go dwn to chamber 82.. keke.. not 81 but 82.. for a drink and ktv.. was half expectin the game "the King n I" to find his way to our table.. not surprising.. before long we started the game.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. a bloodly sway nite.. i seem to be the permenent member of the forfited panel.. and i always get to do the most jia lat forfit.. sad.. all for the fun i guess.. there is a saying thats kinda popular within us nw.. "wat happens in the club, stays in the club". Dun have a very good impression towards this line tho.. cos it was first said to me by sumone.. yup.. those cls to me will know whu.. argh.. aniway i think i clocked the most forfit timing so.. sigh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really a crazy nite.. phew its over.. getting ready to go langkawi ler... but haven even pack yet.. hahaha~~ okie.. will update my blog if i had the chance... will miss u all badly... esp wed the mambo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps: to my 6 times partner gui gui, wah i haf to say that u are good lo... ur skill.. realli up arh.. where u learnt it frm... issit wu shi zhi tong? haha~~ i think yest is fated.. always kana wif u.. go n upgrade ur oredi good skill k.. next time we pit our skills again.. "sLuRp" hahaha~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113055890915522557?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113055890915522557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113055890915522557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113055890915522557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113055890915522557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/10/fun-fill-nite-ii.html' title='fUn fiLL nItE II'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113035908514122226</id><published>2005-10-27T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T04:38:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mAmbo rEvIew~~</title><content type='html'>bac home.. finally... n its early... on usual days i will be with the rest of the mambo kakis at shell.. thot im driving pple bac.. in the end i realise that meng was driving too.. nvr m.. a lonely drive home is good too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments about zouk: hmm.. its change quite abit.. isit worth that 7 million.. well.. mayb the deco ba.. look posh.. more classy.. everything is so rounded.. one thing sad.. is that the platform is smaller.. how isit gona accomodate the every growing population of mambo crazy pple i wonder.. they added alot of woofer.. sound quality is good.. but deafening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my whole nite.. nearly the whole nite with my poly n sim pple... missed my podium but.. its jus too many old bird ard.. pple like me haf to jus let em haf the place ba.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was consoling a friend who was crying.. got poke in the nose 3 times.. mouth 2 times.. my ears pulled at countless times till it bleed.. guess it was jus a bad day.. phew.. luckly the song was good.. when the mambo bug bit.. u can dance aniwhere.. keke.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope she does get betta.. realli... takes time but.. well i think i kinda get over it.. umm.. partially over at least.. haha.. for a moment i was unsure.. haha~~ at least im not that affected by her non reply.. partial reply.. so yah.. im feeling beta.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realise u jus have to move on.. n realli let go.. hard to let go but at the end of the day.. u will feel much lighter.. realli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*reply to ur dun anihow write: i love u!!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113035908514122226?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113035908514122226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113035908514122226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113035908514122226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113035908514122226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/10/mambo-review.html' title='mAmbo rEvIew~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113033016712576201</id><published>2005-10-26T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:36:07.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sUrprise!!</title><content type='html'>hehe.. im bac home again.. n u guessed it... im out of sickbay and back to my hse... hehe... got 2 days mc.. hee.. for those who think i chao keng.. oh fark off.. u shld c my eye this morning.. but due to sum out of the camp fresh air.. my eyes are beta again!! haha~~ true u know.. the aura in the camp is too much.. and i tend to fall sick.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.. preparing myself for mambo tonite... thot i would miss it.. yeah!! but i din.. keke.. am soo soo excited.. miting cat n zen there early.. hee.. guess wat i am looking for the whole month is finally here! gona go there early.. for the fear of long queue.. there is bound to be a long queue.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too excited to blog much.. shall update when im back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*whisperin our gdbye, waiting for the train, im dancing with my baby, in summer rain!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113033016712576201?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113033016712576201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113033016712576201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113033016712576201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113033016712576201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/10/surprise.html' title='sUrprise!!'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-113025099343675243</id><published>2005-10-25T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:36:35.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SickBay~~</title><content type='html'>oh.. its sickening... im now at sickbay.. cos of my bloody eyes... thot i could get a day of mc or 2.. but suckzz.. in e end i was sentence to sickbay till i get beta.. know i cant complain.. but geez.. i took a bloody 20 mins to load this bloody page... can u feel my anger towards this 56k speed!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling depress.. still cant get over certain things... but i can slowly feel that im getting more n more determine to walk out of it... but im jus scared that i might jus jump frm one hole to another.. hoping that it will be a smaller hole... hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got abit disappointed when sumone said to me today.. that its good to have a non commintment kind of relationship.. no worries... njoy the company.. good times.. good memories.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah... i do agree nowadays its kinda "trendy". but not alot of pple can take it i guess... but in a way if u are the kind that can take it... it makes u a player isnt it.. jus haf fun.. its perfect if both party can jus b as xiao sha.. but in reality how many "couples" can do that? sumone will get hurt.. n the more xiao sha one is the player am i rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i grow older... i start to c more n more of these example.. its realli kinda sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day in the sickbay set mi thinking.. yess.. again... picking myself up again.. but wondering if i shld place myself on the betting table again... but i guess.. this time round.. its surely a beta bet... risk of losing is equally high... but hope the risk decreases down the road... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure.. the past has past and im moving on.. guess its affecting jus too much of my life and im sick of it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess im gona jus miss tml's mambo.. this bloody eye of mine.. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus to update.. im going langkawi nxt week!! gona take it as a rest.. and be recharged... hopfully u will get to c a new Dan!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-113025099343675243?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/113025099343675243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=113025099343675243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113025099343675243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/113025099343675243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/10/sickbay.html' title='SickBay~~'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13063102.post-112947299507385110</id><published>2005-10-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:38:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jUs before i Go bAcK cAmP</title><content type='html'>decided to blog be for i start to make my way back camp.. sumtimes i wonder y i keep blogging... its a way to keep my sanity i guess.. pple were saying its good being a single.. grass is always greener on the other side i guess.. being single you can have alot of fun.. but seriously to me... issit wat i wan... you jus cant have the best of those world rite... fun.. all those fun.. are short lived.. one night and its gone.. week in week out you will have to find watever fun that is to fill up your actual lonely heart.. kinda meaningless if u ask me.. i prefer i stable relationship... seriously.. i was asked... wats stable.. my answer will be stable is the kinda feeling that you know that u haf sumone to fall back to whenever.. wherever u need.. a person who will share your joy.. saddness.. problems... by jus having that right person in your life can actually set alot of things rite for you i guess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im oredi late for my book in timing.. n im still blogging.. i dunno.. jus feel very unwilling to do things i dun want nw...im sick.. reali... those whom im told em about will know wat im toking abt.. but its tired to act like im normal in front of the rest whom dunno... many still think that im as carefree as before.. think that im alrite.. well.. false front... its all a false front.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times i really duno how i shld continue my days.. realli... rite now im onli lookin for that FUN.. yup.. that kinda fun thats high but short lived.. in a way it leave you high and dry... yearning for more.. but the truth is this kinda fun dun last.. geez.. YET the stupid me is still trying to hold on to things which i know will end sumday.. sIgH... hey pls wake up Leh... wake uP... pLs.. pLs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanted to.. buT wILL i gEt tO knOw tHaT pErSoN tHaT caN mAke Me wAkE uP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wHeRe r U.. i mIsS u sO mUcH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13063102-112947299507385110?l=sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/feeds/112947299507385110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13063102&amp;postID=112947299507385110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/112947299507385110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13063102/posts/default/112947299507385110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemoriesofdan.blogspot.com/2005/10/jus-before-i-go-back-camp.html' title='jUs before i Go bAcK cAmP'/><author><name>[D]@nI3L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14676792232124563845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
