<?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-1807784397117047745</id><updated>2011-09-07T08:45:00.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Person with Great Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-3892384759667303827</id><published>2011-09-07T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:45:00.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you realize it's late. But not too late ;)</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tired to convince yourself that what you see is only temporary, and will change for the better? I guess that will happen to all of us once in a while. What happens though when you deceive yourself for too long and even after knowing the truth, still decides to "hope" for a better tomorrow?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You end up being miserable for the tiniest little things.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Talking about this cause I realized I have been trying to convince myself that things have not changed, but in reality, things change everyday; yesterday a stranger, today a friend, excellent market status in the morning, economic downturn in the evening, water bottle now, recycled plastic a few hours later.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But what of it? What does all this mean you might ask. What I want to say is that things will never remain the same forever, be it in a minute, a day or a year, things eventually change, and what is reality in the past will be forgotten in the future. People may say this one moment, but in a few days or weeks what they have said is totally forgotten.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What I realized today is that I have been deceiving myself for the past few months, telling myself the same thing, but the circumstances have changed, rules have evolved, new players have joined the game, and what previously had a huge significance is reduced to nothing. What was admired in the first place is lost and changed. 失去的 討不回來.&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;signing out (12:50am 7Sept)&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-3892384759667303827?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/3892384759667303827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-you-realize-it-late-but-not-too_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3892384759667303827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3892384759667303827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-you-realize-it-late-but-not-too_07.html' title='When you realize it&amp;#39;s late. But not too late ;)'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-5704226480363910951</id><published>2011-09-07T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:32:00.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you realize it's late. But not too late ;)</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tired to convince yourself that what you see is only temporary, and will change for the better? I guess that will happen to all of us once in a while. What happens though when you deceive yourself for too long and even after knowing the truth, still decides to "hope" for a better tomorrow?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You end up being miserable for the tiniest little things.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Talking about this cause I realized I have been trying to convince myself that things have not changed, but in reality, things change everyday; yesterday a stranger, today a friend, excellent market status in the morning, economic downturn in the evening, water bottle now, recycled plastic a few hours later.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But what of it? What does all this mean you might ask. What I want to say is that things will never remain the same forever, be it in a minute, a day or a year, things eventually change, and what is reality in the past will be forgotten in the future. People may say this one moment, but in a few days or weeks what they have said is totally forgotten.&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-5704226480363910951?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/5704226480363910951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-you-realize-it-late-but-not-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5704226480363910951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5704226480363910951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-you-realize-it-late-but-not-too.html' title='When you realize it&amp;#39;s late. 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routine.&lt;br/&gt;Why do I keep torturing myself?&lt;br/&gt;I already know this is just going to make me look like a loser.&lt;br/&gt;I seem to have lost all that I care about.&lt;br/&gt;What was said seems to have been forgotten.&lt;br/&gt;Words may not be worth much,&lt;br/&gt;but everything that was worth anything seems to have been tossed into the drain.&lt;br/&gt;I feel so empty now, so devoid of positive emotions.&lt;br/&gt;Whatever that at the beginning that manages to lift my spirits eventually falls to the ground and shatters into a million pieces.&lt;br/&gt;I can't seem to manage a smile for more than 5 seconds.&lt;br/&gt;The physical pain is bearable,&lt;br/&gt;but the emotional wounds seem to just hide beneath the scabs and continue to fester.&lt;br/&gt;The pain just hides for a while, but it comes back once in a while.&lt;br/&gt;Like a bite that refuses to heal,&lt;br/&gt;forcing you to scratch and make it bleed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I feel so alone.&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;signing out (29aug 12:05am)&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-1761590730437479294?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/1761590730437479294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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zutto&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni iru to, omotteta no ni&lt;br /&gt;Demo kimi ga eranda no wa chigau michi&lt;br /&gt;Doushite kimi ni nani mo tsutaerarenakattan darou?&lt;br /&gt;Mainichi maiban tsunotteku omoi&lt;br /&gt;Afuredasu kotoba, wakatteta no ni (mou todokanai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hajimete deatta, sono hi kara&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo shitteita ki ga shitan da&lt;br /&gt;Amari ni shizen ni tokende shimatta futari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doko e iku no ni mo issho de&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ga iru koto ga touzen de&lt;br /&gt;Bokura wa futari de otona ni natte kita&lt;br /&gt;Demo kimi ga eranda no wa chigau michi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushite kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou?&lt;br /&gt;Donna ni toki ga nagaretemo kimi wa zutto&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni iru to, omotteta no ni (mou kanawanai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokubetsu na imi wo motsu kyou wo&lt;br /&gt;Shiawase kao de tatsu kyou wo&lt;br /&gt;Kirei na sugata de kami sama ni chikatteru, kimi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boku ja nai hito no tonari de&lt;br /&gt;Shukufuku sareteru sugata wo&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa dou yatte miokureba ii no darou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mou doushite kimi wo suki ni natte shimattan darou?&lt;br /&gt;Ano koro mo, bokura no koto, mou moderenai (kangaeta) modorenai (kangaeta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushite kimi no te wo tsukami ubaenakattan darou?&lt;br /&gt;Donna ni toki ga nagaretemo kimi wa zutto&lt;br /&gt;Boku no yoko ni, iru hazu datta (sono mama nii)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore demo kimi ga boku no soba nara to itte mo&lt;br /&gt;Eien ni kimi ga shiawase de iru koto&lt;br /&gt;Tada negatteru&lt;br /&gt;Tatoe sore ga donna ni sabishikutemo (tsurakutemo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Lyrics : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I end up falling for you?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time has passed,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would always be here&lt;br /&gt;But you have chosen a different road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wasnt I able to convey to you?&lt;br /&gt;My feelings that were growing everyday and night&lt;br /&gt;The words begin to overflow&lt;br /&gt;But I know they wont reach you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first day that I met you&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I knew you&lt;br /&gt;And the two of us melded together so naturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we would go, it would be together&lt;br /&gt;It was so natural for you to be with me&lt;br /&gt;We became adults together&lt;br /&gt;But you chose a different road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I end up falling for you?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time has passed,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you would always be here (but not anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the day that holds a special meaning&lt;br /&gt;The day that you stood with a smile of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Praying to God in your beautiful appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the person next to you who isnt me&lt;br /&gt;The image of you receiving blessings&lt;br /&gt;How could I just stand aside and watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I end up falling for you?&lt;br /&gt;We cant go back to that time, or how we were (Ive thought it through)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wasnt I able to take your hand?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much time passes&lt;br /&gt;You always shouldve been by my side&lt;br /&gt;Now it will never come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, even though I say that I need you close to me&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that you will be happy forever&lt;br /&gt;No matter how lonely that makes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Did I Fall In Love With You - DBSK&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;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-4253565868242443932?l=walkwithme-mydear.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-1807784397117047745.post-3535017225215120797</id><published>2011-08-18T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:56:01.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans within plans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r g0" style="display: inline; line-height: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;plan·ning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal smaller/normal 'Doulos SIL', Gentum, 'TITUS Cyberbit Basic', Junicode, 'Aborigonal Serif', 'Arial Unicode MS', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Chrysanthi Unicode'; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.7em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;/ˈplaniNG/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="f" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.7em; margin-right: 0.7em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Noun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="s" style="max-width: 42em;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. The process of making plans for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. The control of urban development by a local government authority, from which a license must be obtained to build a new property or change an existing one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Credits to Google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Take note about the first part. The process of&amp;nbsp;making&amp;nbsp;plans for something. This definition&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;tell us how a pain in the ASS this would be! So many things to consider so many things that you cant take into account, it will drive you mad! It's crazy trying to set everything to be perfect when so many things get in your way. ESPECIALLY time limitations, and doing what I am doing now during the exam period is nothing short of crazy. People will be reading their notes and studying while I'm racking my mind trying to fix this. (Thank God the previous paper was relatively easy =P. Hope I can pass!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;This definition also doesn't you how many lies you have to tell to make it a successful surprise and I am quite&amp;nbsp;surprised&amp;nbsp;how much I want this to be a success. And doing things in the dark is no fun either, have to do thing in a secretive manner and as the chinese saying goes 作东西做到鬼鬼祟祟. I think I spot some mistakes in those few chinese words but it's a surprise I can write them at all =P.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Watched AVP2 (Aliens versus Predator 2) again today for the second time and I realized the reason I didn't remember any details about it is because IT SUCKSSS!!! Like totally sucky, the action part was in a way acceptable and the rest was just gore. BORING! And even the gore is boring, just lots of blood and things blowing up. The movie wasn't even clear! You will be staring into darkness most of the time trying to figure out what you are looking at. Quite a fail movie to be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;The last exam is tomorrow!!! NICEEEEE!! It will be the start of exams and the beginning of saving up for my graduation trip! =D. Most of all, I want to use this time to spend it with all my closest friends either working together or just meeting up a few times a week for a pool game (hint) or an outing to ride bicycles(hint hint =P) =D. Gonna be finishing my notes writing tomorrow morning and continue to study throughout the day to prepare for tomorrow, ace it and screw it. BOOOYAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"; font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px;"&gt;signing out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-3535017225215120797?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/3535017225215120797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/plans-within-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3535017225215120797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3535017225215120797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/plans-within-plans.html' title='Plans within plans.'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-1363636474925467394</id><published>2011-08-12T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:11:01.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The comment box</title><content type='html'>I realized something funny ... Almost no one uses the comment box eh? Even the more famous blog I go to there are not a lot of people that use the comment function under each blog post. Haha weird ~ Blogger is under utilized! XD.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Going for exams soon! It starts at 4 later =D.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I also realized that if I use my iPod to post my blog there is a drag time for it to be fully posted. Gonna put a time mark at the end of the post from now on =P&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;signing out (12:16am)&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-1363636474925467394?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/1363636474925467394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/comment-box.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1363636474925467394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1363636474925467394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/comment-box.html' title='The comment box'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-2819134438543470873</id><published>2011-08-09T06:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T06:55:00.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much!</title><content type='html'>I have so much to say! Haha, but those words is would say are ..... Dangerous to public ears? Haha. Projects are over and we have a brief respite before the exams. And then it's finally the holidays and it's time to save up for graduation trip! I'm still wondering where I would go =). Hmmm perhaps Ocean Park with friends! Or a solitary journey through New Zealand could be fun too ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the things I have to say .... I really wish I could say them out loud. But in the end I just hope I can survive my emotions and hope they don't give me a heart attack! Haha. There is alwas thing about me I can't really explain. Perhaps it is my destiny or something. I have power to control my choices, but in the end it still ends up with the same results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I shouldn't dwell on it too much? Maybe this time it might be different although it won't meet my expectations but perhaps it might be different ^^. Let's hope, for if hope is lost, everything is truly lost.&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;signing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px; text-align: right;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-2819134438543470873?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/2819134438543470873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2819134438543470873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2819134438543470873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-much.html' title='So much!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-4704397824288888181</id><published>2011-07-19T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:40:40.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights?</title><content type='html'>Whew. Can't seem to be able to catch a breath this 2 weeks. All the projects coming up and one of it has to be presented this Thursday ...... darn. Not even enough time to do a proper post. Shall do it soon enough! After this week and next would be 2 weeks before the final exams! HAHHAHA! I will be able to post something then =P.&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;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-4704397824288888181?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/4704397824288888181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/07/sleepless-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4704397824288888181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4704397824288888181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/07/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights?'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-8496485090019692036</id><published>2011-07-19T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T03:34:00.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoots!</title><content type='html'>cool new skin eh? I'm gonna have a post later. have to do my projects now =P. catch ya guys later ^^.&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;signing out&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-8496485090019692036?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/8496485090019692036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/07/hoots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/8496485090019692036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/8496485090019692036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/07/hoots.html' title='Hoots!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-7626202935857361165</id><published>2011-07-18T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T08:23:00.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner demons</title><content type='html'>I guess everyone has their own demon within to confront. Some of them are minor demons and don't have much of an influence in your life but some ... Some of them shape your life until you can chain them up or banish them forever. But some people embrace them and these people becomes the dregs of society. They are your psychopaths, murders and rapist. Let's try not to be like them and conquer our demons instead =D.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I believe mine is more of a strong demon. I believe my demon/s lurk in the darkest recess of my mind. Poisoning my thoughts from the void. There is no telling when it will inject its venom into my thoughts and creating havoc in my life. But I believe I have the ability to lock it away and from this day onwards, I will do my upmost best to resist its temptations of bad thoughts, chain it and toss it back where it belongs!! JIAYOUs to me!! HAHHAHA&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;signing out&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7626202935857361165?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7626202935857361165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/07/inner-demons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7626202935857361165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7626202935857361165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/07/inner-demons.html' title='Inner demons'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-2351077626320854480</id><published>2011-06-09T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:46:03.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A second time.</title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEE!!! 2nd post in a long long time =D. I'm actually kinda reluctant to write and post because the school's Internet doesn't let me upload it =0. Kinda inconvenient if I am gonna do this often. Imagine me now, sitting in school at 7:30 in the morning writing this and I have to wait till maybe evening to post this. (N).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But well, I am posting and enough complaining about the school Internet. We all know that they have to do this as a precaution to protect against viruses and hackers. I love NYP =D. HAHAHAHAHAH!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ever feel like some things in this world can be experienced 'Once in a lifetime'? Well I can tell you that no experience is 'Once in a lifetime' and can be only experienced once. You can always seek out that experience and feel it again and again. But in the aspect of 'True Love' ..... Well all I can say that it's not true till you are sure it can last more than a lifetime =D.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And at last! I am going to fix my Internet at home!!!! HAHAHAHAHA! Then I will be able to post on my blog whenever I want =D. Awesomeness ~ plus I just downloaded Assassin's Creed Brotherhood! But I expect I will screw things up cause I never completed AC2. dang. But the bros are gonna freak when the see the game =D. awesome dual daggers FTW man! HAHAHAHHA!! And since the Internet internet is gonna be fixed, I guess I might go back to playing Internet games? hahahah but if my predictions are right, the chance of that happening is kinda low, cause I will be downloading more awesome games that won't need Internet connection =D.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Gonna be posting more soon =D. I think I will have to remove the chat box thingy soon. Bloody irritating spammers.&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;signing off&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-2351077626320854480?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/2351077626320854480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/06/second-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2351077626320854480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2351077626320854480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/06/second-time.html' title='A second time.'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6198239120842945822</id><published>2011-05-26T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T04:14:00.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIHI! ^^ I HAVE RETURNED!</title><content type='html'>Hi! I'm back! Look at that man! The last post was a year ago!! hahahaha.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now that I have jailbroken my itouch I think I think I might write here more often =B, since twitter can only accommodate 140 characters, WHICH IS NOT ENOUGH FOR ME! =DDDD. HAHAHAHAAH.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I wonder if I should change the layout ..... hmmmm. it's kinda old alrd =P. hahahah ok shall change when I find the things to change to =D.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wow. Looking at this past year, a lot has changed, both in people and things. Three years in NYP and three years meeting the same people, and right now, the moment of truth! *drum roll. Now see the layers and layers of faces being peeled off like an onion! Before NYP, I only thought a person only hides behind one fake face. but turns out, you can have AT LEAST 5! WOW!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But it's not all bad! At least you learn to avoid them =P.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Besides the obvious bad stuff going on, there are times when you wish that TIME would just stop and freeze you in that moment of bliss, where you feel all the love and joy in the world pouring in from all around you!&lt;br/&gt;*awkward silence&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Alright that's not totally true =P. But it's close! These are the events that lets me find the motivation to wake up at 4:45am every morning to travel to school. Like they say in customer service, it's not the 30% of good customers/circumstances you meet/have, that makes you stay in the job, but the 1% of then time that will take your breath away =D. These particular times were mostly shared with my clique member Wilson, Eldon, Steph and Lilian, but the best and most epic of all is shared with Pam =D (most of the time with her friends too XD).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well .... For the physical things that have changed, I guess my body is better looking than a year ago? But that's totally arguable =P. But hey! Last August Mom bought a car and now traveling is much easier compared to last time =D.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;HAHAHAH! Ok I am out of brain juice on what to write anymore =D. Gonna need to do this more often too ..... Get back the writing mojo =P.&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;signing off&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6198239120842945822?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6198239120842945822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/05/hihi-i-have-returned_5105.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6198239120842945822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6198239120842945822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2011/05/hihi-i-have-returned_5105.html' title='HIHI! ^^ I HAVE RETURNED!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-4221040834211187197</id><published>2010-06-29T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:23:14.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAHHHHHHH LALALLALALALALALALALALALALLALALALALALALALALLA!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;whew! its bee what? a month? 2? since i updated this blog, hahhahaha. guess I'm just too lazy to type =P. These past few weeks have been AWESOME to the max! Learned a strange tribal call from Jacob and my workouts have started to payoff (Y). gonna continue gym-ing though, since i have a lot of people to inspire me me now =P. and also its because normal lessons have started ……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well lessons ar ……. i think the only thing i can say is that i wont be listening in class half the time and that means more dedication to my LAPTOP!!! WOOHOO! and i havent finish making my theme for my itouch …. hmmmm i think the 3 hours in class should be enough for me to finish one theme =D, provided the internet connection is fast and my IE dun crap up on me XD.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;OK! time to go gym with andy nysha trev and jinhao!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-4221040834211187197?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/4221040834211187197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/06/aaahhhhhhh-lalallalalalalalalalalalalla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4221040834211187197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4221040834211187197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/06/aaahhhhhhh-lalallalalalalalalalalalalla.html' title='AAAHHHHHHH LALALLALALALALALALALALALALLALALALALALALALALLA!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-5086659795246125547</id><published>2010-05-16T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:14:22.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WUUZZZZAAA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went for to Kbox for Wilson’s birthday celebration and had a bomb of a time. We were singing at the top of our voices and making exaggerated hand motions. The beef steak was good at the buffet though, but they close too early XD.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its great when you get to spend loads of time with your brothers/sisters(from another mother). Kinda miss the times when we have class together. Now during our attachments we hardly get to see each other for&amp;#160; more than 5 minutes. Thought I still get to laugh everyday, but its not like it was during the 1st year. Not to be ungrateful or anything cause Andy and the guys from MSC are great and fun loving too =D, but there are connections you make with some people that are different, more deep and unyielding than others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;BUT NO WORRIES! I believe ALL kinds of connections between people can be made if you want to. Even the most obnoxious people can be liked if they are willing to change and be a better person. Look at me man, I know, cause I just talked to a long lost friend and found out that I was NOTORIOUS in primary school! HAHHAHA that mad me laugh so hard XD. And looking back i really think i was horrible at school, like some demon escaped, getting into trouble and all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can you guys actually believe I went to anger management before? Well I did, and believe me the whole course was really really really fun. What i actually remembered from the anger management class was that there was a lot of chill time and the teacher/councilor was really friendly and always gave us sweets. And the funny thing was I was always motivated to go for the class because of the sweets =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can really see that I had changed much since like, 4-5 years ago. Now I’m hardly NOTORIOUS as my dear friend put it, though I really like to gossip XD. Talking nonsense is the best thing that a person can do to pass the time, just chatting can kill around 4-5 hours if you are not keeping time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really hope I can meet up with these old friends and chat about the old times, cause i think my memory of those days are fading off =(.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-5086659795246125547?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/5086659795246125547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/05/wuuzzzzaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5086659795246125547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5086659795246125547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/05/wuuzzzzaaa.html' title='WUUZZZZAAA!!!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6210510198223691196</id><published>2010-05-11T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:48:18.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>No chance to blog without pictures siol! Must get my pictures faster XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6210510198223691196?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6210510198223691196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/05/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6210510198223691196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6210510198223691196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/05/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6284682863425611670</id><published>2010-05-02T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:59:35.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’d say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“Understanding is but the sum of all our misunderstandings.” This is a quote that i have not heard in a very long time. I didn't expect to come across this ever as i thought no one i know understood this. Saw this is a “certain blog” and was quite surprised, that person was also very talented in English literature too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. – Plato&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And how very true is this. When i 1st met Evangeline nearly 4 years ago. I was in secondary 1? This is the 1st time i came in contact with literature and loved it very much. I often fantasized myself being a famous poet, writing romantic novels and poems. I started writing about love, kinship and feeling of the heart a lot, thought not showing anyone and throwing it away as soon as i finished it. I feel kind of embarrassed at what i wrote and created, because mostly what i wrote is how i feel about the people around me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be it love, hate, anger, adoration, fear or envy. I put them all in words and threw them away. But now i feel a certain compellation to write again, but this time it will be on this blog, and cant be thrown away =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lets start now eh =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friends and Family,&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Birth and Death,     &lt;br /&gt;Kisses from a lily, catches my breath.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Surrounded by thoughts of a thousand man,    &lt;br /&gt;We are part of a thousand hands.     &lt;br /&gt;Connection in everyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be it to do good or evil,    &lt;br /&gt;We are our action and choices accumulated,     &lt;br /&gt;And those around us are the lives we touch with our thoughts unveiled.     &lt;br /&gt;In search of dreams and hopes, created.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Distance often keeps us apart,   &lt;br /&gt;But we come back to be with that other part.     &lt;br /&gt;Deception on our part often hurts our heart. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6284682863425611670?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6284682863425611670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6284682863425611670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6284682863425611670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/05/id-say.html' title='I’d say'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-1531395825627670484</id><published>2010-04-13T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:30:20.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random Thoughtful Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I really wonder …. why do people resist success even when it is staring them in the face? A chance is offered to people to be the person the whole world wishes to be, successful, rich and free. And what do they do? They say they are not thinking about being rich, they think its hard, they think its too good to be true bla bla bla bla bla ……..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Excuses and nonsense, that’s what those are …… Normal is not fun at all, going with the status quo is just another excuse for being a coward. People say lots of ifs, but what is the point of saying “if”, when you are not making any changes to fulfill that if?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like something i heard yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Are you looking for Problems in an Opportunity? Or are you looking for the Opportunity in a Problem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Opportunities are everywhere, its just the matter of taking action and stop being a critic. I like the saying that “you cannot find a single critic that is successful”, and how true is that statement. If you can find me one …. well i will say good luck to you, for you are NEVER going to find success (if you wanted to find one, that make you a critic ;).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think i five years time, there will be a lot of people crying, and there will be 2 types of crying. 1st type, the tears of regret, for they have wasted 5 years, and those people will be saying, why didn't i do it when he/she told me to. the other type, will be the tears of joy, because they are laughing and enjoying their fruits of labor from the last five years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Greatness is in the mind, like Henry Ford creator of Ford Motors once said, Don’t find Fault, find Remedy. And “If you think You Can Do a thing or Can’t Do a thing, either way, you are right”. These 2 quotes are meaningful to the people that understands them. But most will just look over this section as just nonsense. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Adjusting Henry Ford’s quote, If you think this words are meaningful or if you think these words are not meaningful, either way, You Are Right =).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-1531395825627670484?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/1531395825627670484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-thoughtful-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1531395825627670484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1531395825627670484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-thoughtful-thought.html' title='A Random Thoughtful Thought'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-4164106609218288273</id><published>2010-04-12T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:13:31.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip with Awesome Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The few days spent at Genting Highlands with Pamela, Lilian and Jonie has been the best vacation EVER!!! Never did I thought that arcades and drinking KFCs ice lemon tea could be so fun XD. Basically this is what we did the 3 days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Day1&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I arrived late =P, should have arrived at around 2pm but ended up arriving at 3pm instead =P. Then after putting the bag in the rooms. Pam, Lilian and Joine decided to go for the indoor rides. We ended up playing the indoor coaster and bumper cars over and over and over again …. cause those 2 are by far the most “exciting” rides in the indoor theme park.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The bumper car was really really fun though. Me, Lilian and Jonie kept aiming Pam and used our cars to hit her’s XD. But Lilian was funnier, she kept looking for those people that are avoiding bumping and she kept chasing them. We also took the flying coaster, the ride that makes you feel like you are flying (cause we are not sitting, but lying down on the ride =D). Pam closed her eyes all the way o.o, but me lilian and jonie were screaming, yelling and cheering at the top of our lungs XD.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had dinner at Kenny Roger’s Roasters and we ordered the same thing, just different side dishes. Pam saw that they had drinks that were refillable and we shared one cup of coke among the 4 of us (we are chepos). Next up, we went to Ripley’s Believe it or Not. Found this 2 mirrors that makes you look tall and slim or short and fat, laughed at the thing we saw in the mirror and took a few pictures (gonna ask for permission before posting the pictures). We went to the arcade after all the rides are closed …. that's about 12am? There i saw Pam’s funny ball throwing method and laughed our ass off about it. We then went back to the hotel rooms, showered, and played card games till 3.30 in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Day2 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Woke up at 7am and went to have free buffet breakfast. Then we brought our outdoor theme park tickets and waited for the park to open at 10. We started with the kiddy rides 1st to digest our breakfast, then we went on one of the older rides, the person in charge let us on continue for 2 time cause there were no other people there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then next was the cyclone where Pam kept asking if the ride was fast. When we were on the ride, i told Pam to keep her eyes open and lean back to feel the G force better, then next we were screaming, yelling and cheering early in the morning. When the ride was over, a surprise reply from Pam was that the ride was damn shoik =D (at first she wanted to chicken out on the thrill rides).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then the whole day was devoted to all the rides. By far the best ride was the corkscrew, its like the most trilling ride in the whole theme park. Then had lunch at Pizza Hut and continued to ride everything we can. Took these pictures on one of the boat rides where you have to paddle the boat …. the area under my was wet ….. had to take off my shoes and socks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5H0siQgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_8kkxG7CunM/s1600-h/DSC00559%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00559" border="0" alt="DSC00559" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5J-yWK0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/fr090NjSSyk/DSC00559_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="238" height="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5QIKv5pI/AAAAAAAAAJo/y6a8CUU-soI/s1600-h/DSC00560%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00560" border="0" alt="DSC00560" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5SIB1HrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ilHCslYkSAU/DSC00560_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="238" height="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5Vc8TF9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DOQsUfiX-rI/s1600-h/DSC00561%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00561" border="0" alt="DSC00561" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5XtPgEHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ESA6tSzzgwY/DSC00561_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5bZeRnyI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/w_WBIJKmGM8/s1600-h/DSC00562%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00562" border="0" alt="DSC00562" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5c45p7EI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9ofA-Dhtmpo/DSC00562_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5fqw_1eI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_xxtgJSXDw4/s1600-h/DSC00565%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00565" border="0" alt="DSC00565" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5hL13BiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Zo4asBLAiVQ/DSC00565_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5nUPbyPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/5TD9NvIonWE/s1600-h/DSC00566%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00566" border="0" alt="DSC00566" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5pXBPM_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/sSsXAgYGp6U/DSC00566_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5vlsq4JI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6U1bVueoIUo/s1600-h/DSC00568%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00568" border="0" alt="DSC00568" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5x683s_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/sWtALHZeB4c/DSC00568_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="206" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K52WtLJqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_Ek9LPWFTho/s1600-h/DSC00569%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00569" border="0" alt="DSC00569" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K54RzEDDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OmBaBKdj1bM/DSC00569_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="223" height="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K58aSkSnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VOT6yqnOvvw/s1600-h/DSC00570%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00570" border="0" alt="DSC00570" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K597bzE3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/qkEFhm3PEe8/DSC00570_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="212" height="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dinner was Hotplate! We took a lot of beef and prawns (more value it was like RM27.15 each person) and ate till we were at our bursting point. And i also learned that Pam also liked beef …. cause i thought i was the only person crazy over beef XD. Then we played cards till 5 in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Day3(last day)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Woke up and felt like zombies, then went for breakfast again ….. felt so tired that we went back to the hotel rooms to sleep again. woke up at 10am. Still tired and continued sleeping till around 1130. And then, it was off home! Had to take a different bus from the others as they had were on a tour package and i just took the bus. Kept the theme park band as a memento of the great memories. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K6AQbw_NI/AAAAAAAAAKo/xSyR1e_u5oc/s1600-h/DSC00577%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00577" border="0" alt="DSC00577" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K6CJ_qbsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FoyXC48ejxM/DSC00577_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="311" height="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Really hope to have more of these moments in the future =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-4164106609218288273?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/4164106609218288273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/04/genting-trip-with-awesome-buddies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4164106609218288273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4164106609218288273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/04/genting-trip-with-awesome-buddies.html' title='Genting Trip with Awesome Buddies'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S8K5J-yWK0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/fr090NjSSyk/s72-c/DSC00559_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-2252331626010874247</id><published>2010-03-24T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:49:14.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Know ….. The time is now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Imagine having to wake up at 430 in the morning, take a car ride to KL and attend a convention from 12am to 11pm. Zai right? hahhahaa. Was at KL for STWW (NuSkin) convention from the 20th to 21st, seriously saying …. IT WAS AWESOME!!!! Met like 8 1million dollar circle member, 4 5million dollar circle member, and 2 10million dollar circle member. The ambience there was really really great, it is something that you cant see everyday in “normal” work places. It really was fun, like a giant family gathering =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something great is about to happen in the next five years. As those knowledgeable a.k.a street smart people know, NuSkin’s revolution anti-aging product AgeLoc is coming out in Msia on 16 April and sometime around June or July in SG. I tell you, in this 5 years, lots and lots of millionaires are gonna be made and I, yes i typed “I” am gonna be one of them =D! MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SO IF YOU ARE SMART, APPROACH YOU NEAREST NUSKIN DISTRUBUTER NOW AND START THIS MULTI-MILLIONAIRE BUSINESS!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;alright enough of that =P …. while i was at KL, I had lunch at this pizza parlor called Papa John’s. The stuff there was great, there was this butter-cheese kind of sauce, awesome to the max. No wonder they have a board that says it is ranked the 1st in American Pizza …. they really weren't kidding. They totally own PH.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnutv4N0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/N-TdYdE45dA/s1600-h/DSC00551%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00551" border="0" alt="DSC00551" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnvG32tqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ykk9sW5HroI/DSC00551_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was also this yogurt-like-ice cream shop. Not bad …. my wild berry flavored dessert really had berries in them =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnv7Ou1tI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oEBj0NkkBAc/s1600-h/DSC00548%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00548" border="0" alt="DSC00548" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnwmCPnCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/YDIu9LoRi88/DSC00548_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnxaC6VxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lFv95qj1lvE/s1600-h/DSC00549%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00549" border="0" alt="DSC00549" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnx-nTubI/AAAAAAAAAJU/02j-YsHQFoA/DSC00549_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then i happened to see this weird thing. The wrappings was not damaged, but one can of shandy was empty …. like someone drank it and placed it back …. that wasn't possible as there is no stretch marks or cuts …. strange.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnzWQTMFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pP6ZKVq1iCs/s1600-h/DSC00545%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00545" border="0" alt="DSC00545" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mn2J0gYqI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hHiHlBMRi4I/DSC00545_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And yesterday, RESULTS WERE OUT!!!!! Hahhahahah got acceptable results, considering i have been playing and playing throughout the semester. 2As a few Bs and 1C and 1D. And guess what? Evangeline called and asked about my results, really didn't expect her to remember something so insignificant. Whats more even I didn't realize results we about to be released until Marcus told me about it o.o. Then we chatted awhile, relived the good old days i found out that she got 1st in her class test, expected, HAHHAHAHAHHAHA =D! Though I’m really glad she fitted in well with the people there, at least that is one thing i don’t have to worry about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I’m feeling hungry ….. :3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-2252331626010874247?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/2252331626010874247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-know-time-is-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2252331626010874247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2252331626010874247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/03/now-i-know-time-is-now.html' title='Now I Know ….. The time is now!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S6mnvG32tqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ykk9sW5HroI/s72-c/DSC00551_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-5543647355945956225</id><published>2010-03-08T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:46:34.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays and sad news ………</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well ….. the holidays was officially 2 weeks ago when the final stats exam ended =D shiok …. no more studies. But the current dilemma is facing 6 weeks of free time. Technically i have a plan but ……. lets see if it works out XD.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This damn holidays is gonna be lonely ….. 1st time in 3 years plus. Kinda sucks …. being single after 3 years, not used to the ‘unattached’ feeling …… like drifting with nothing to hold you back, scary. ARGHH!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know what to say anymore ….. the conversation that ended a 3year relationship goes like this (not 100% exact .... but the gist of it is there):    &lt;br /&gt;Me: HELLO BABY!     &lt;br /&gt;E: Hey!     &lt;br /&gt;Me: Why so long never call me?     &lt;br /&gt;E: Busy mah! But Darren ...     &lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait ..... You got some unpleasant news to tell me ..... that's when you call me by my name ......     &lt;br /&gt;E: Yea ... sort of bah .... listen .... I want a break up.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: ......(around 10-20sec .... might be more)     &lt;br /&gt;E: Hello? You still there?     &lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea .... still here.     &lt;br /&gt;E: So?     &lt;br /&gt;Me: So? So what? What can i say? You always know i respect your decisions. But i think i deserve to know why.     &lt;br /&gt;E: (chinese)I don't think i can wait 3 year. i know you can but i just can't.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: (chinese)We were together for 3 years already, and now you want to give it up? I don't believe it ..... you met someone there didn't you?     &lt;br /&gt;E: (chinese)I guess there really is no reason not to tell you ..... you can practically read my mind ....     &lt;br /&gt;Me: glad you know ......     &lt;br /&gt;E: Like you said ..... i met someone ..... i like him, and he already asked me out     &lt;br /&gt;Me: Then i guess there is nothing more i can do or say but give you my blessings ......     &lt;br /&gt;E: (chinese)....... but you know we still are best friends don't you?     &lt;br /&gt;Me: (chinese)Yah .... i think i can manage that.     &lt;br /&gt;E: I know i don't need to say this cause i know you already understand but, i hope you understand.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: Well .... its near 11pm here .... and what? 2pm your side?     &lt;br /&gt;E: yes ... 2.34pm here now.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: haha ... ok then, best friends again     &lt;br /&gt;E: best friends forever.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHHAHA!(i was reminded of something)     &lt;br /&gt;E: What what???     &lt;br /&gt;Me: You remember the two person i told you about before you left? The two at my school?     &lt;br /&gt;E: OH YAH!!! HHAHAHAHA!!     &lt;br /&gt;Me: (chuckles) i guess this really might work out.     &lt;br /&gt;E: I know it will, you taught me that haha.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: well call me whenever you can ok? since we are still BFFs i think you can at least let me worry about you like old times.     &lt;br /&gt;E: hahah okok, i will call when? next week this time ok?     &lt;br /&gt;Me: sure thing, sure thing.     &lt;br /&gt;E: well good night     &lt;br /&gt;Me: Good Afternoon to you! hahahah     &lt;br /&gt;E: hahhaha .... okok i'm hanging up now.     &lt;br /&gt;Me: bye bye.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This wraps up a telephone conversation and a relationship ……. At the end some might think im alright and okay but … i spent almost the whole night and whole next day feeling like shit and not having any mood to do anything ….. The moment the call was ended, i could literally hear my heart breaking ….. every beat of my heart was like a dagger stabbing into my chest …… couldn't even muster the energy to cry or sleep ….. just lay there on my bed looking at the ceiling and feeling the hurt …..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But having her as a best friend is better than nothing right? Someone tell me it’s true ….. cause i can’t seem to tell myself without feeling like I’m lying to myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really don’t know what to say anymore ……. really really don’t know. I hope this will not kill me ….. but i guess this is worse than dying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-5543647355945956225?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/5543647355945956225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/03/holidays-and-sad-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5543647355945956225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5543647355945956225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/03/holidays-and-sad-news.html' title='Holidays and sad news ………'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6558275483035922193</id><published>2010-02-14T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:39:57.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!! and a HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>So much time has passed, one year is gone and all we have are memories ... I shall cherish the good and happy memories and toss away the bad ones =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. hope I'm not too poetic XD. This tiger year is gonna be GREAT! And you know why?&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE ITS MY FAVORITE ANIMAL IN THE CHINESE ZODIAC!!! HAHAHA. plus it is a cat ..... A VERY big cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus i got an itouch ..... I guess the phrase in the bible, And whatever you ask in prayer, if you believe, you will receive. Matthew 21:22, proves true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be a year of believing and miracles for me. I intend to achieve my goal of being a millionaire before I turn 20 this year. While some might think its my wishful thinking, I think otherwise, I shall be a MILLIONAIRE before I turn 20 and I WILL BE THE NEXT BILL GATES!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secret to life that I learned in the past few weeks have led me to many miracles indeed(ask me and i shall share *winks). We should take this chance of a new year, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toss&lt;/span&gt; away all that has gone before and create a new tomorrow. We are not defined by our past, but they offer us a stepping stone to our future. The present makes the future, agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright i think I'm gonna return to the celebrations and have fun! (1000% no studying this CNY.) .... And also a really weird number text-ed me last night dunno who it was though ... never reply me .... I SHALL FIND OUT SOON! =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have fun and enjoy the CNY holidays!!!!! WOOOHOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6558275483035922193?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6558275483035922193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-lunar-new-year-and-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6558275483035922193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6558275483035922193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-lunar-new-year-and-happy.html' title='HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!! and a HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!!!!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6520907538755409957</id><published>2010-01-19T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:29:17.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont feel like finishing the last few post ..... not really in the mood to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say the last few days at Genting were fun with my family(God bless them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slipping ..... it's not like she left me or anything but .... going off to UK to sutdy ...... thats very very very very very very very far away. Its like looking at what was my world light and only seeing a speck of light .... like those at the end of a tunnel .... a very long tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not heart to do any work at home and when i lay down to sleep at night, i just end up thinking of her ...... I think i might mess up my exams seeing as i dont even have the strength to tie my shoelaces in the morning and ended up wearing my brother's shoes ..... slipping ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6520907538755409957?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6520907538755409957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-feel-like-finishing-last-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6520907538755409957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6520907538755409957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-feel-like-finishing-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-668029419855784455</id><published>2010-01-10T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:44:13.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 of Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the day i finally went out (Pamela complained that i was staying in the apartment for too long). These are the few pictures i too when i woke up, beautiful isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mE4mAHdfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/iAlOj5pKfAQ/s1600-h/DSC00481%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00481" border="0" alt="DSC00481" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mE6OtQbYI/AAAAAAAAAII/7gO4NffF07U/DSC00481_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="403" height="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mE7pU3TKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wgA7-r3ZprY/s1600-h/DSC00482%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00482" border="0" alt="DSC00482" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mE8_P7uBI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t7WP4wa5yyk/DSC00482_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="231" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mE-_Dg5CI/AAAAAAAAAIU/AqS9bqE73YI/s1600-h/DSC00479%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00479" border="0" alt="DSC00479" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFAOdGCZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/wzqNmjsGQpw/DSC00479_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFCUogivI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XE84LLbyUCw/s1600-h/DSC00480%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00480" border="0" alt="DSC00480" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFDu2IHUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QbgxNc7Gn3A/DSC00480_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" height="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m like eating PINK cotton candy and those are my cousins and brothers. Walked around a little to wait for our movie(Avatar) to start. Then went to KFC to eat. These are the remainders of my 3 chicken wing/drum.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFGouQATI/AAAAAAAAAIk/FHCQ7HN0-WQ/s1600-h/DSC00483%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00483" border="0" alt="DSC00483" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFInAvSII/AAAAAAAAAIo/S7JclHKoXpU/DSC00483_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFKspnYRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Q6YF17nzH58/s1600-h/DSC00489%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00489" border="0" alt="DSC00489" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFL2ZnHXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/naEKvW3wfo0/DSC00489_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Avatar was the DOPE MAN!! Seriously awesome graphics and aerobics by the aliens, but the story was a tact bit peachy if you know what i mean =D. Took the cable car back to the apartment and on the shuttle bus, guess what? I FOUND A PHONE!!!! hahha, it was a coincidence actually, cause my hp was ringing(grandma calling) and i heard this unfamiliar ringtone and i started to look around, found it lodged between the seat and the sides. Decided to return it …. even though it was the model i wanted before i got my hp.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFRexzuYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HWms-hksafo/s1600-h/DSC00490%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00490" border="0" alt="DSC00490" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mFS7VyTrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lrguIKwK_BM/DSC00490_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Y) I AM PROUD OF MYSELF V^.^V&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to be continued.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-668029419855784455?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/668029419855784455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-3-of-genting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/668029419855784455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/668029419855784455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-3-of-genting.html' title='Day 3 of Genting'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0mE6OtQbYI/AAAAAAAAAII/7gO4NffF07U/s72-c/DSC00481_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-7741524316725905882</id><published>2010-01-08T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:30:37.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 of Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; 1st thing I did when i woke up, took this few picture of the scenery.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0dPfFlqLtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QuEJ8BtiL34/s1600-h/DSC00477%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00477" border="0" alt="DSC00477" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0dPg2xykaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aSgUb1vui2Q/DSC00477_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="332" height="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then like 10 minutes later,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0dPkMObtgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/M_FvKi7G-RQ/s1600-h/DSC00478%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC00478" border="0" alt="DSC00478" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0dPmttYiLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5FPH9JdQYBI/DSC00478_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" height="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Clouds started floating into the apartment. Wasn't really happy though …. maybe that wasn’t cloud 9 lah i dunno ….. also never write number.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Basically stayed in the apartment the whole day …. played the awesome DAO the whole day and let bros play AC.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To be continued&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7741524316725905882?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7741524316725905882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-2-of-genting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7741524316725905882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7741524316725905882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-2-of-genting.html' title='Day 2 of Genting'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0dPg2xykaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aSgUb1vui2Q/s72-c/DSC00477_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-5872760628771697814</id><published>2010-01-07T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:42:36.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Pai sei ar …. my blogging program is screwed up …. can’t upload my posts …. but here goes entry1.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok …. So we took the damn bus for 6 hours ….. boring to max. Ended up watching 桃花小妹 and Supernatrual season 4, the episode which Dean had to torture Alistair ….. reached Awana Hotel and Resort at around 1625. Walked or rather tried to walk slowly down the 45 degree slope with my yellow haversack, laptop bag and a giant luggage filled with food. Hazardous to untrained sportsman XD. Kidding kidding ….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9X42ffPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/l3KrzA7dZso/s1600-h/DSC004733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00473" border="0" alt="DSC00473" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9YzlrTYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HPax1-PE2Ao/DSC00473_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9afkAe0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/HpZo_PlHYqA/s1600-h/DSC004743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00474" border="0" alt="DSC00474" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9cIlRp0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ulVowBOkJPc/DSC00474_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="259" height="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9djTnvGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9iILcqI2WoY/s1600-h/DSC004754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00475" border="0" alt="DSC00475" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9evtdyLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/CNKJ13eIr8U/DSC00475_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" height="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the 1st thing i saw when I enter the apartment room and opened the balcony door. Not bad right??? Hahahaha at 1st i thought the whole trip was gonna be filled with rain and indoor stuff, but Derek and my 2 cousins went swimming once they unpacked their things O.O.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stayed the remainder of the day in the apartment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To be continued ….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-5872760628771697814?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/5872760628771697814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-1-of-genting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5872760628771697814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/5872760628771697814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-1-of-genting.html' title='Day 1 of Genting'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/S0S9YzlrTYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HPax1-PE2Ao/s72-c/DSC00473_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-3326623892563577460</id><published>2010-01-04T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:09:03.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too lazy …. again …..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok i think im gonna do a few post tmr on my trip to genting. it will be a day by day kinda post so expect them to be long and boring. Bu the thing is …. I HAVE PICTURES!!!!!! hahha okokok i shall post my posts tmr =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-3326623892563577460?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/3326623892563577460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-lazy-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3326623892563577460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3326623892563577460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-lazy-again.html' title='Too lazy …. again …..'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6522681533944846803</id><published>2009-12-16T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:35:14.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the F#%&amp;*ng hell is happening to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t know what is going on with me …… F#%k, I'm losing control of my emotions man …. shit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feel like crap these few days, cant feel happy for more than a few hours(maybe less). This is shit, crap, whatever bad things there is&amp;#160; ….….. even games, I feel like I'm playing just for the sake of doing something. Actually i know I’m losing my cool since a few days ago. These few things tell me that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Worrying over Evangeline for nothing. I never get worried about her since she is more mature than me(truth). &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Giving up too easily. I never, i say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; give up easily. I noticed this when I was playing DAO, L4D and CS. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Feel like ranting all the time, i can hardly control myself lah ..... This is easy to understand .... &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;*Before = Patience-&lt;strong&gt;High&lt;/strong&gt;, Tolerance-Low. *Now = Patience-&lt;strong&gt;Low&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strike&gt;Tolerance-Low&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This pretty much explains what's going on in my mind. I can’t really sleep now ….. its 2348 right now and i feel like crap. I’m going to post this when i get to school ….. Thank you for looking at a complaining post. Supernatural rocks btw.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6522681533944846803?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6522681533944846803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-f-hell-is-happening-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6522681533944846803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6522681533944846803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-f-hell-is-happening-to-me.html' title='What the F#%&amp;amp;*ng hell is happening to me?'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-7066174376020465371</id><published>2009-12-12T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:14:05.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS!!! but at the end XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Haha well this is the end of another mundane Saturday XD. nothing much happened of course but guess what!!?? MY DRUM IS HERE!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHHAAHHA!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;OMG THE DRUM SET IS SO FUCKING HOT LAH(perhaps due to the metallic raspberry color XD)!!!! Shall upload pictures ASAP =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST!!!! Congratulation to my dear Evangeline for achieving your scholarship!!! THREE CHEERS FOR EVANGELINE!!! HIP HIP HURRAY!!! HP HIP HURRAY!!! HIP HIP HURRAY!!!! I always knew you could get it even though you never believed too much in your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNLIMITED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; potential =D.&amp;#160; See? I was right wasn't I? HAHAHHAA!!! WOOTS!!! GRATS AND KISS A MILLION TIMES MULTIPLY BY A BILLION TIMES XD!!! WOO HOO! (thanks buddy for making me realize that I am acting stupid for worrying for nothing, love you many many(Evangeline doesn't mind this gesture of friendship XD)!! FAITH FTW! =D)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the greatest news I have ever heard of in the midst of all the turmoil in my school …….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You know … sometimes ….. people are going about being &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt; and acting like your friend ..... sometimes that might be true, they are your friends, but a friend could also be a hypocrite. I mean how much does it take to &lt;strong&gt;realize your mistake&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;embrace your errors&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;admit to your crimes&lt;/strong&gt;(not literally =P)? Doesn't take much from people like me i guess ….. perhaps I'm just too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMMATURE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; …. yah …. that must be it …. But enough about me or it would seem that I'm bragging or something O.o. Some people just cannot admit to their mistake even thought they are part of the bitching/gossiping. They have to make themselves so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MATURE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SENSIBLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! COME ON PEOPLE! WAKE UP! STILL LIVING IN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DENIAL LAND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Is blaming what you have resorted to? I guess I’m really wasting my time blogging about this kind of people. You disgust me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7066174376020465371?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7066174376020465371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/12/congratulations-but-at-end-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7066174376020465371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7066174376020465371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/12/congratulations-but-at-end-xd.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS!!! but at the end XD'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-7968253795406611897</id><published>2009-12-02T08:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:29:04.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting but not that interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been a few “happening” weeks as far as I can tell. Some awesome dramas, critical bitching and gossiping. Oh well …. I guess some people are meant to be self-centered and obnoxious. Well enough about the all walks of life that converge around the class MK0904. Lets talk about more interesting stuff =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;OK. This is another late post so I'm gonna compile “a bit” more stuff. Here goes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last friday, went to ECP with wushu buddies, had loads of fun =D. The sand games were fun but the skin on my fingers got ripped out =S. I was the 1st to get a full body dunk in the sea XD and almost “ALMOST” succeeded in pulling wei mun in with me hahaha =D. It then started raining and we had to take shelter. Jing ting then made a comment about her thighs looking like a “bai zan ji” then an auntie that was also taking shelter out of the blue laughed …. We just couldn't resist laughing XD.    &lt;br /&gt;We went for bikes later and rode around in the rain for around 2 hours. Haven’t enjoyed the rain in a long long time … felt really really refreshing!!! Went to macs for “dinner” and tried the new burger. it was superb but it cost @#&amp;amp;%ing expensive $7.20 if i remember correctly … thank god for cheap school food =p. Went off early with Shi ping and Jing ting and went HOME!!! =D GREAT DAY!! (although there was a setback that there as no volleyball to play XD)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then saturday was grocery day and the 1st thing i saw when i entered was this tanned Santa. It looked harmless at 1st but then it started shaking and singing O.O. I was going WTF and laughed with my bros. Then I found a pepper that has DUAL IDENTITIES!!!! hahahha the pictures and video should explain more =D. (There will be no video until i can upload it. PS.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxUvfeEjdlI/AAAAAAAAAGc/f-0gcqjFKmc/s1600-h/DSC00465%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00465" border="0" alt="DSC00465" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxUvixBNugI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NlKla1egjpE/DSC00465_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="228" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxUvpDzCS0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/KNQCXj-brww/s1600-h/DSC00461%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00461" border="0" alt="DSC00461" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxUv6MCWDBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CvdpDmseD2w/DSC00461_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxU5-xJc0EI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SQpCk98m-gI/s1600-h/DSC004633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00463" border="0" alt="DSC00463" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0tGbp4iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Q7CcmXL9NPA/DSC00463_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="283" height="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0tzUHIhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YgQ1R0dsfkI/s1600-h/DSC004625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00462" border="0" alt="DSC00462" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0usXhiHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/23FtHK51FLM/DSC00462_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="293" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Best of all is that after the rain, me, my bros and dad saw this cloud break that looked like a SMILEY FACE!!!!! Is that like weird or what? but it looked cool though, like god is looking down on his subjects =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0vC7bnrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GJ-apwQlJjw/s1600-h/DSC004693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00469" border="0" alt="DSC00469" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0vxU3XpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/haTft-Ws-8o/DSC00469_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="262" height="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0wSIUNGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/f7kPWSefjLo/s1600-h/DSC004703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00470" border="0" alt="DSC00470" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0xPEGTFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hGxP8VPUUZk/DSC00470_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="348" height="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0xqczvRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kMHGccxmvaY/s1600-h/DSC004673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00467" border="0" alt="DSC00467" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0yUBxbhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ierQAMK9NWU/DSC00467_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="303" height="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0y5PbdgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IjBUA6LbnMk/s1600-h/DSC004685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00468" border="0" alt="DSC00468" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxW0zs5p4VI/AAAAAAAAAHY/80DMRyRKAh8/DSC00468_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" height="407" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;COOL PICTURES WITH A NOOB PHONE!!!! PRO OR WHAT??!!! XD HAHAHAH!! THATS ALL FOLKS! UNTIL NEXT TIME =D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7968253795406611897?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7968253795406611897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/12/interesting-but-not-that-interesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7968253795406611897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7968253795406611897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/12/interesting-but-not-that-interesting.html' title='Interesting but not that interesting.'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SxUvixBNugI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NlKla1egjpE/s72-c/DSC00465_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-6757861548879318121</id><published>2009-11-23T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:12:53.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bored ._.    &lt;br /&gt;I think my font sucks …. cause i cant make a proper smiley face with = and D and that sucks.     &lt;br /&gt;I saw the yellow octopus at the supermarket again. Looks squishy as ever …. like no change leh. Plus i used a caterpillar-pillow-thingy as nun chucks (those swinging things that Bruce Lee uses). Adam Lambert’s new album ROCKS btw. Its less rock than expected but its still good =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m actually supposed to post this yesterday night but the internet got screwed up and i didn't post&amp;#160; -.-. Feeling crappy right now ….. sianz to the max …… kns it sucks TO THE MAX DEH!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guild Wars 2’s countdown continues and I can’t wait for it to come out. I hope this crappy laptop of mine can play XD. I’ll pause for a while …. cant think of anything to write …..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright I’m back …… downloading a track from Supernatrual. I think this 2 hour break is gonna be wasted watching TV series ….. ok set, gonna watch Criminal Minds now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6757861548879318121?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6757861548879318121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6757861548879318121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6757861548879318121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title='._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._._. =D'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6921324632955482214</id><published>2009-11-15T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:46:27.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BLOG POST THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN POSTED A LONG LONG TIME AGO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;about Hehehe. Didn’t know when i was gonna blog but since its a rainy day and I've got nothing to do except play games and sleep …. LETS BLOGG!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Been ages since I’ve blogged lets see if i remember how …… ok here goes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well ….. Its been a month since school started ….. found my nickname of WONG BOK/BEE ….. Anrui quit school to go find maturity in the army (i have no idea you can find that there) ….. Feel like crap now (sleepy) ….. got 2 presentations tmr ….. bro is reading manga …… bro is playing with PSP ……. cousin is playing with PSP ….. thinks school could do with 2 less people ….. haven’t been to the gym in ages …… haven’t went for Wushu in ages ….. Paranormal activity is making my mental state abnormal …. hmmmm what else ….. wants to hit something badly ….. no one i wanna talk to is online ….. needs a new bag BADLY ….. thinks one project is pointless TO THE MAX ….. now uses pinky-up instead of a thumbs up ….. I think that about sums up what happened the last month. XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Word of advice: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Sometimes giving advice/recommendations to someone to change their minds is good (for their own good), but you gotta know when to give up when you see a lost cause.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. There is a fine line between reality and assumed reality.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Message to someone: When it’s raining and i don’t wanna go out, it just means its raining and i don’t wanna go out. Not that I’m avoiding you. Please understand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now here are a few dumb pics that i took at Econsafe (a place i go to buy groceries). And also pictures of my new kitten (currently has no name yet) =D.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_L2PhkIPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6S0xbTINMRg/s1600-h/DSC00420%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00420" border="0" alt="DSC00420" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_L5acSZEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DXyqVRf5PNo/DSC00420_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_L8A4NiHI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JLl7nGcxsQE/s1600-h/DSC00421%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00421" border="0" alt="DSC00421" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_L_cHtddI/AAAAAAAAAFU/c04kH4Dj5OM/DSC00421_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MC7dwt7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/-yvMimchaiI/s1600-h/DSC00422%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00422" border="0" alt="DSC00422" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MHAMVEoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/WUDV8_kx5zk/DSC00422_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MJNK39-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/kl_CCimCjwM/s1600-h/DSC00431%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00431" border="0" alt="DSC00431" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MLcjFaJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YaYLDszOKY4/DSC00431_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MNLuPQLI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lNtE0kdIIwg/s1600-h/DSC00432%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00432" border="0" alt="DSC00432" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MPcXWkhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JzNqIkXeEzY/DSC00432_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MRmNF40I/AAAAAAAAAF4/xvXzEwKEKDg/s1600-h/DSC00433%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00433" border="0" alt="DSC00433" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MVJFIGrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/of6mql8p01k/DSC00433_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MXpOfbtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0ro1HG2OqRo/s1600-h/DSC00434%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00434" border="0" alt="DSC00434" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MZyfCQdI/AAAAAAAAAGM/op3oMfpcZnI/DSC00434_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_McyO39sI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pEeh3Znn-bs/s1600-h/DSC00430%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="DSC00430" border="0" alt="DSC00430" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_MhBaVsLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GXXKj3i5MYY/DSC00430_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6921324632955482214?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6921324632955482214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post-that-should-have-been-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6921324632955482214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6921324632955482214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post-that-should-have-been-posted.html' title='A BLOG POST THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN POSTED A LONG LONG TIME AGO!!!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sv_L5acSZEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DXyqVRf5PNo/s72-c/DSC00420_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-1539769513611802786</id><published>2009-08-09T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:53:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head in the clouds ^^</title><content type='html'>This is the most wonderful day I have had this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever gonna forget the sunset (though it was mostly cloudy), though it was the company that I had that made it unforgetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting side by side watching the sun inch its way down the horizon ...... OMG!!!! Never pictured it this perfect before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to daydream about this moment for the next few months ... heheheh, so if you find me looking blankly into space with a dumb grin on my face .... you know what im thinking about XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-1539769513611802786?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/1539769513611802786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/08/head-in-clouds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1539769513611802786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1539769513611802786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/08/head-in-clouds.html' title='Head in the clouds ^^'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-1803950566473196758</id><published>2009-08-08T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:06:23.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kinda exciting day today. Dad was the 1st one to see a car accident. The car reversed into the pavement and onto a main road. A grey Porton rammed the back of the reversing car and the whole trunk was crushed inwards. The grey Porton busted his front ...... pretty serious damage. I only witnessed the grey one ramming the back of the reversing car and the reversing car totally twisted to face backwards. Rushed out of my Dad's car for a look, there were two kids inside ....... from what I heard one got hurt pretty badly, luckly there was a police officer at the scene and rushed the two kids to the hospital. God be with the child and help him heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy groceries after that and saw this weird clove of garlic ....... extreamly long stalk (i dont really know what to call it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sn17nROy5JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tJxZu2d4TjY/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367582245466072210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sn17nROy5JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tJxZu2d4TjY/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got something great planned out for my 3 year anniversary tomorrow =))))^^(Y).&lt;br /&gt;This is for the love of my life. A simple note of  my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;To Evangeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entered my Life when I least expeced it.&lt;br /&gt;Very much want to hond you in my arms for Eternity&lt;br /&gt;Another part of me and my Soul.&lt;br /&gt;No one could compare to your Compassion.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a new persepctive about Love, Friendship and Passion.&lt;br /&gt;Every look in your eye, tells me I am in Love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Love every moment with You.&lt;br /&gt;In your presence, I feel like I could Fly.&lt;br /&gt;No word or prose or poem could express the Love I have for you.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment of this life of mine, I want to spend them with you. Forever and Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out =)&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Dear readers, please don't expect photos from tomorrow. Cause i won't be bringing my handphone or camera. Sorry for the dissapointment =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-1803950566473196758?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/1803950566473196758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/08/kinda-exciting-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1803950566473196758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/1803950566473196758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/08/kinda-exciting-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Sn17nROy5JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tJxZu2d4TjY/s72-c/DSC00411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-7280773525570998269</id><published>2009-08-05T23:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:54:31.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time already siol ...... This is a wednesday post O.O</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE!!!! omg it's been ages since I last blogged XD. Gonna do one post today (Y) cause today was one of the most intresting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most amazing things that happened today was me being attentive in stats lecture XD. HAHAHAHA!!!! This might be due to the fact that exams are comming up and I'm getting worried at last O.O.&lt;br /&gt;Went and ate lunch after lesson and then went to play basketball. LOL! I must change my tactic of playing .... now not playing with 4E2 guys anymore, cannot be too rough XD. It bloody rained at around 1.30pm ...... freaking spoiler and Clement didn't get to play. Went for a bath and sat at Macs with Pam, Steph and Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation during that 1 and a half hour almost seemed like a life time of laughter XD. I think that the 2nd topic we were talking about was the best as it lasted the longest and was informational to a certain extent. We were talking about ghosts. One particular funny one was about Steph's friend when comming out of the bedroom and saw the ghost sitting on the toilet bowl. The more I think of it the funnier it gets.&lt;br /&gt;There was a scary part where Step told us about a show called Gui Hua Lian Pian .... my hair was all standing up T.T. She said something about a girl that was asked to sit on a chair with the top half of a maniquin beside her in a burned down factory where people had died. Imagine a maniquin looking at the camera and then suddenly turns to face the girl and the screen broadcasting the camera goes black .... FUCKING SCARY LAH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;One topic that got us laughing like mad was Steph pronouncing Xue Xiao(school). HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I can't really type out the pronounciation but it sounds something like "Share(pronounce this fast and blury) Shao" XD FUNNY!!!!! Pam, Steph and Wilson went off at around 3.45pm and i went to eat chicken chop ...... Found GerGer at the libary to kill some time by sleeping there, but before i fell asleep, i went a drew a replica of my pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SnmsggIevfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UieI8BYwCdM/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366510105369951730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SnmsggIevfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UieI8BYwCdM/s320/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best pen ever (Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to WuShu at 6.00pm. Went to the gents to get changed and poo at the same time. Went into this cubicle and saw unflushed floating shit in the toilet bowl ..... KNS! FLUSH THEN MAKE SURE YOU FLUSH PROPERLY LAH!!!! KNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fun training today =) Need to improve my summersualt's speed siol ....=(. And this training is DAMN WET!!!!! Hell I was sweating like a freaking mad dog lah ....... lol and I freaking drew a smily face on the batminton court with my sweat .... too bad the camera can't really see it.&lt;br /&gt;Was damn high when I was going home ... dunno why .....&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And wishing all that are presenting for Effective Communication tomorrow GOOD LUCK! =) (Y)(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7280773525570998269?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7280773525570998269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-already-siol-this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7280773525570998269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7280773525570998269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-already-siol-this-is.html' title='Long time already siol ...... This is a wednesday post O.O'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SnmsggIevfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UieI8BYwCdM/s72-c/DSC00410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-3619771145696247503</id><published>2009-07-19T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:39:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soon ... real soon ......</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i last blogged ..... though lots of intresting stuff happened but maybe some other time i will blog about it (maybe after econs presentation or after Nestlé presentation) T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days sucks to the max .......&lt;br /&gt;Headaches, mild fever, brain blocks, projects being due, surveys, reports, shitty people, weird feelings, a heavy feeling in my heart that really affects my Wushu performance plus recent bad luck ......... totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually thinking of going to fmylife.com to check out the posts but, having fun over others' misery is not really something one should do often, least you become some sadistic s*i#%ac$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might try panadol tomorrow, maybe it will help with the headaches .... I hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion of the day: Duty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-3619771145696247503?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/3619771145696247503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/07/soon-real-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3619771145696247503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3619771145696247503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/07/soon-real-soon.html' title='soon ... real soon ......'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-3418004629912381594</id><published>2009-07-07T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:19:23.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of my Dinner</title><content type='html'>This is like ..... luncheon meat, rice, onions, Meggie's seasoning soya sauce and some plum sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SlNYeEIMGCI/AAAAAAAAADk/p8HG00Pt65U/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721655401060386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SlNYeEIMGCI/AAAAAAAAADk/p8HG00Pt65U/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what was left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721662312498946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SlNYed4ARwI/AAAAAAAAADs/LES4HbmpoTs/s320/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah guys! I was that hungry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm like thinking of eating apples now but my ulcer is killing me ........ so i think i will eat pineAPPLE instead ..... it's gonna bring a whole new level of hurt to my ulcer, maybe that way the ulcer will go away XD. DIE ULCER, DIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ROFL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-3418004629912381594?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/3418004629912381594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-of-my-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3418004629912381594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/3418004629912381594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-of-my-dinner.html' title='Pictures of my Dinner'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SlNYeEIMGCI/AAAAAAAAADk/p8HG00Pt65U/s72-c/DSC00378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-189078288069741912</id><published>2009-07-07T21:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:14:07.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Nestlé! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Whee! Handed up Nestlé porject yesterday!!! HAHAHAHA! One giant load off my back now =) so relaxed. For my viewers, sorry I didn't blog these last few days ..... kinda lazy and busy I guess O.O. Omg, This sounds so much like effective communication where your audience is super lazy and super busy, except its the other way around XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Back to business! School started yesterday, but I don't think there was even a break o.O haha but seeing friends again was good. Kinda missed the faces. LOL! 1st day and lessons are still moving at the speed of moving balls, catching as much as I can and hoping I get hit in the balls by the balls XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated by projects as usual, members won't cooperate ....... some MIA, some flying solo, some getting me fed up and some are seriously gonna kill me with their retarded-ness and cocky-ness. I am not gonna state names here in case I offend someone and they come at me with a chopper -.-(I'm cautious) . We seriously need a LONG vacation! WHO WANTS A CLASS GENTING TRIP NEXT YEAR AFTER CHINESE NEW YEAR, BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS, TAG HERE!!!! I'm gonna plan one 1st before anyone gives a reply cause I really think I should get the best rooms and days available =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a shock today when Miss Carina Lee sent a sms to Gerger saing that the quiz and events for Nestlé wasn't posted on Facebook ...... kns ...... Those are the main attractions of the Facebook page and I forgot about it ...... Finished it after school, sat around Pampam, Steph a.k.a Zombie (she wants to be known as this ... dunno why), Glenys, Renee, Jeff and Yuan Shen to read Temple of the Winds, read about 20+ pages before i started talking and bitching about people XD. Saw Jin Wan and called out to her, second time i saw her today and she didn't see me LOL. Went home at around 1630. Accompanied Pampam, Steph a.k.a Zombie (still dunno why she wants to be called that) and Glenys to their MRT stations cause I was too early to catch the bus that passes the road infront of my house, Steph a.k.a Zombie (haven't figured that out yet) alighted at CCK and the last two at BBatok, took the train back to Kranji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home to find myself hungry (must have been the walk, cause the bus driver overshot). This was what i ate for dinner. (will post pics in another post, blogger is screwing up my post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:   The PERFECTION of ARTS are not easy. So lets pick up our sharpening stones and put them to our SWORDS! The TIME of reckoning is upon US! (this is original XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-189078288069741912?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/189078288069741912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/07/anti-nestle-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/189078288069741912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/189078288069741912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/07/anti-nestle-xd.html' title='Anti-Nestlé! XD'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-4134046407729209292</id><published>2009-06-29T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:40:10.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird kinda day .......</title><content type='html'>As promised I will blog today so that Gerger can loot the pictures she took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early as always ...... Preped in less than 5 minutes and went out to wait for bus. OK, normal so far.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Tuas customs, passed the tempreture check without problems, ok no weird so far O.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the whole day starts to get weird. One guys stares at my bag like its infected with some deadly disease ..... LOL? Next, while im walking towards KFC at CWP, some woman walked pass me while talking to the phone, ordinary right? Guess what? she burst out laughing right beside my ear! That laugh really makes my hair stand ...... sounded like a witch's laugh ... worse than Lilian's witch laugh XD. While eating my value meal burger, the manager of KFC brought out the newspaper for that morning, one auntie came in, looked around, took a paper and walked out hurriedly ...... weird eh?&lt;br /&gt;Met with Lilian after my mom left for work, went and bought some curry puff. Went to the interchange to take the 900 bus, I remembered it was 4 stops to Anrui's house, not 3 XD. While on the bus, I suddenly remembered the last time i went to Anrui's house, someone was also eating a curry puff on the bus, this time it was Lilian O.o weird coincidence? You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st to arrive at Anrui's house with Lilian! I thought Gerger would arrive 1st ..... I was wrong. Everything went fine from then on, Eldon was late, we chit a little chat then went for lunch at 888. Ate some BBQ chicken rice by Anrui's recommendation ...... not that good ..... but acceptable guess, the meat was good and the quantity was worth the price.*Thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;Did some serious work at after lunch, covered quite a bit of Nestlé's paper work but still not finished yet .... gonna meet up on wednesday to finish more of it ...... still don't know when we can finish the filming T.T. Lilian went off later at around 3+ and Eldon went off at around 4+ maybe 5. Started to slack at around 6 and played Anrui's keyboard and watched Anrui sleep O.O. Gerger started her photography mania and took these pictures. Enjoy them XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after taking these pictures. Was walking towards towards Admiralty MRT when Gerger changed her mind and wanted to walk to the nearest bus stop as it was raining ....... lent her some coins because her EZlink card was flat, she did something weird with the coins. She went up on the right side of the bus door and she tried to tap the coins on the card scanner. SUPER GONG SIA!!!! And when i looked at the bus ticket and saw the ticket only cost 55 cents, I told her she wasted my money as she took a one dollar coin from me. Then she was like explaining to me tertiary students need to pay dunno how much .... then she went so high over the fact that the driver thought that she looked younger than she is ...... so typical-ly girlish. Traded some Valentine's story on the bus and alighted at CWP. Accompanied gerger to the MRT card booth and went to top up my card. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32Y2YPcI/AAAAAAAAACM/IGVSRhv8zHY/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352730302141185474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32Y2YPcI/AAAAAAAAACM/IGVSRhv8zHY/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32KM8bHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2cCKvueN45g/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352730298209299570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32KM8bHI/AAAAAAAAACE/2cCKvueN45g/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerger and her weird taste on photography ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32IMc5pI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yK9Cokr4xGw/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352730297670362770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32IMc5pI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yK9Cokr4xGw/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping like a baby nia!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski31wjILtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oImyC4XHMN4/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352730291323023058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski31wjILtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oImyC4XHMN4/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Falling out of the bed liao &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL weird to the max! Today is like the day of mass weirdness for me ...... I guess all thing are possible in this world eh? Keep SMILING YO!!! To All Those That See This Blog!!! V^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-4134046407729209292?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/4134046407729209292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-kinda-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4134046407729209292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/4134046407729209292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-kinda-day.html' title='weird kinda day .......'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/Ski32Y2YPcI/AAAAAAAAACM/IGVSRhv8zHY/s72-c/DSC00374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-7847199734156084457</id><published>2009-06-28T21:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:23:35.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today? XD</title><content type='html'>Free day today ....... Went out with family.&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch at Bamboo Hotel with the famous Zhi Bao Ji(paper wraped chicken). Gorged myself on the food .... felt extreamly hungry ....... don't know why .....O.O.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jusco to buy the wax for the couch ....... saw some really cool belts, shirts and hoodies ...... but didn't bring the discount card ...... sadded.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Grandma's place for a visit, opened my lappy and found Anrui and gerger online in skype .... chatted for a bit, did some collation of projects and played games facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Later went to some malay eatery, my god! The nasi lemak is GODLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to search for my bro's Wushu shoes after dinner. Went to some secluded place and found a pet store there and guess what? I SAW GERGER,PAMPAM AND ANRUI THERE!!! OMG!!! The pictures shoud explain XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352367641975512274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkduAyc-3NI/AAAAAAAAABs/rFsfpFcx0Ws/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute right? This rabbit definetly looks like Anrui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQgnnjdI/AAAAAAAAABk/MwZr48G0ASk/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352366812554563026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQgnnjdI/AAAAAAAAABk/MwZr48G0ASk/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey look! There's Anrui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQugHYFI/AAAAAAAAABc/jLKd4Oktb6w/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352366816281190482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQugHYFI/AAAAAAAAABc/jLKd4Oktb6w/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG!!!! THOSE EYES!!! They make me wanna hug the cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQXa8BwI/AAAAAAAAABU/hzRtSiOBZ0g/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352366810085459714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQXa8BwI/AAAAAAAAABU/hzRtSiOBZ0g/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KAWAII!!!! SO CUTE LUH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQDZiDzI/AAAAAAAAABM/O7xbWpFgVh4/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352366804710854450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQDZiDzI/AAAAAAAAABM/O7xbWpFgVh4/s320/DSC00338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This cute one looked up at me when i took its photo XD. This one reminded me of Gerger .... weird right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQAQ0wnI/AAAAAAAAABE/dJU7lwO_CZA/s1600-h/DSC00336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352366803869024882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkdtQAQ0wnI/AAAAAAAAABE/dJU7lwO_CZA/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I looked at this cat, it just reminded me of pampam ...... very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weirdest instances really invoke the weirdest thoughts eh? I guess i can be the Lord Of The Weirds. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7847199734156084457?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7847199734156084457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7847199734156084457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7847199734156084457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-xd.html' title='Today? XD'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkduAyc-3NI/AAAAAAAAABs/rFsfpFcx0Ws/s72-c/DSC00363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-2038128359446774641</id><published>2009-06-28T01:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:29:16.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL! THREE DAY JOURNAL!!!</title><content type='html'>lol didnt post anything the last few days so I guess I need to catch up on my posts XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met gerger in the morning to consult DR.Badri on the stats survey. Waited like 45 min at the platform(not gerger's fault, i was early), at least i managed to read like 100+ pages of Temple Of The Winds XD.&lt;br /&gt;Went to sch, at met up with Anrui. Gerger and me tried to scare him if he was comming up from the stairs, but he fooled us and came from behind us ..... spoiler sia! And that DR. Badri .... comments very funny sia .... what survey give animal do? So bloody hilarious! And gerger was making funny sounds in the rooom (im not supposed to say what it was and anrui didnt hear)XD.&lt;br /&gt;Found Lilian at Dhoby Ghaut's MRT platform playing some basketball game on her psp. As always, gerger took photos of our reflections again ..... and snapped a pic of Anrui in deep thought, it looked serious O.O. Met with Clement just outside the ticket counter, saw Marcus Tan too! Still looks as famillar as always after all this time.&lt;br /&gt;Went to The Cathy next to have a look at the timing of the shows and Wilson appeared out of no where and surprised Clement. Went downstairs to have a quick bite and i ordered some thick sausage in some cheap potato mash. Was sucking it all wrong ...... had a good laugh out of it=). Went upstairs to wait for the movie to start. Wilson wanted to sit at the some bench but quickly walked back and asked us to go look. I started to walk over, i looked left, i almost jumped out of my skin! HOLY SHIT THERE WAS SOMEONE SLEEPING THERE!!!!!! WTF!!!!!!!!??????? in the end Lilian was the most blur one .... she actually walked to the window and looked outside without realising there was someone sleeping there ..... blur. Bought some popcorn and drinks and went into the theater.&lt;br /&gt;Movie was great, lots of funny and weird jokes. Went to Ngee Ann City after the movie, Wilson and Clement went to eat their dinner with Anrui. Me and gerger had to do some research for ICA3 ...... Met up again with the guys when the research was almost done and a all of them either went home or dinner (gerger only).&lt;br /&gt;I still had Wushu so had to rush back to school. took the back gate and almost fell into the drain because of the slippery grass and almost fell down the stairs because of the wet steps .... luckly i didnt die ....&lt;br /&gt;Wushu went ok, the girls we having pervy thoughts when Eric taught us the 6th part of the Tan Tui Shi Bu O.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day sacrificed to complete the Nestlé project and other ICAs ..... horrible horrible ......&lt;br /&gt;Did a dumb trick to book the MVR again (cannot tell) ...... ended up distracting ourselfs by watching some crocodile show. Helped gerger and her group to research on their macro ICA. The others hor ... sibei gong .... Went home after that ..... hard day hard day ..... hiaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZHhrcypcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4zOfrriFSCo/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZHhrcypcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4zOfrriFSCo/s320/DSC00335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL finally got my long awaited practice pad!!! LOL and guess where i placed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZH6V8-q9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ChLZO-BSlhE/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZH6V8-q9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ChLZO-BSlhE/s320/DSC00334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Cool right? Piano and Drum combined XD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad today i can't meet E ..... She is going to meet her friends to study, gotta prepare for her end of year exams JIA YOU!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;So Mom asked me to go buy groceries with her .... ended up Darius and Derek tagged along too.&lt;br /&gt;Serious fun today man! we laughed at a loud hailer hailing in malay about a promotion on tomatoes. We intepreted it as '' Come Come, Buy Buy, Tomato Tomato, Cheap Cheap''XD. When u actually hear it, it sounds more like ''Cum Cum, Bye Bye, Tomato Tomato, Chip Chip'' HAHAHAHA!!!! SO DAMN FUNNY!!!! LOL and we saw a fraeakin big fly! It was like a damn GIANT FREAK OF NATURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZKgxSthyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dpeALirw86Q/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZKgxSthyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dpeALirw86Q/s320/DSC00328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not really clear here but i can guarantee u this fly is BIG!&lt;br /&gt;Plus we know that we can't beg in the mall -.- ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZNjo3AxGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a0T1HnFP3r8/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZNjo3AxGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a0T1HnFP3r8/s320/DSC00329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more funny thing, we were at the entrance of a meat selling place. guess what Derek did with the kiddy ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZPoFItXSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1ByBqB0F_s4/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZPoFItXSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1ByBqB0F_s4/s320/DSC00332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! And he is 12 this year ..... taking his PSLE soon also JIA YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Funny things do come in different packages eh? Well they come when they come and we just have to enjoy it the best we can =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-2038128359446774641?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/2038128359446774641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-three-day-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2038128359446774641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/2038128359446774641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-three-day-journal.html' title='LOL! THREE DAY JOURNAL!!!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L_GsWWv6LwE/SkZHhrcypcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4zOfrriFSCo/s72-c/DSC00335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807784397117047745.post-8197004485714512120</id><published>2009-06-20T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:39:20.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY AGAIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>haha finally it's saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with evangeline today=DDDDD. After that we were sitting on some bench and envangeline fell asleep om my shoulder O.O ... was sitting there feeling sleepy myself XD.&lt;br /&gt;She woke up 2 hours later, found out it was raining outside ..... sianz ... brought some cheap umbrella and walked evangeline home. Romantic enough?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and trained Wushu with my bros. Darius showed me how to weild the Qiang(spear) .... damn i suck! took so long to master the holding of the Qiang, but the twirl i mastered in moments, but not without wacking it on the ground a few times XD PAISEI!!! ...... trained on my skills in weilding the Dao(big blade), i think my WuHua(a twirl) improved XD!!!&lt;br /&gt;Did abit of sparring with Darius it was funny and we joked about vball in slow motion. ROTFLMAO!!!!!! and we challenged each other to see who can touch the support beam outside the front door .... damn that guy can jump .... i still cant touch it, Rarh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ........... I guess its the small and seemingly insignificant events and things in life that makes life so perfect. =)                                      ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-8197004485714512120?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/8197004485714512120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/8197004485714512120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/8197004485714512120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/saturday-again.html' title='SATURDAY AGAIN!!!!'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-6138028290825872087</id><published>2009-06-19T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:09:33.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second post so far .....</title><content type='html'>Woke up today at 1225 ....... 5 more minutes and I'm late for my piano class ..... Derek woke up at 10am but didnt wake me, the fool.&lt;br /&gt;Was felling sleepy throughout the lesson XD, and i didnt practice much O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring day so far .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-6138028290825872087?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/6138028290825872087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-post-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6138028290825872087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/6138028290825872087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-post-so-far.html' title='second post so far .....'/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1807784397117047745.post-7640806915994690394</id><published>2009-06-15T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:01:10.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blogspot! im new in this and i think i need advice ........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1807784397117047745-7640806915994690394?l=walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/feeds/7640806915994690394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-blogspot-im-new-in-this-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7640806915994690394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1807784397117047745/posts/default/7640806915994690394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkwithme-mydear.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-blogspot-im-new-in-this-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Darren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06322513272595836814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
