<?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-7829713339266173873</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:37:49.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-3786065145693022675</id><published>2012-01-25T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:31:43.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A broken family, tears rolling off my chin, but will anyone in my family gives a dam bout it? I guess the answer is no, heart broken, torn apart cruelly, a small action a casual remark and every ignorant hurts but will u ever know? My lost family... I dont wish to turn my back at u all but can i not? Why am i treated like this? Do i deserve all this? Or is it that i dont deserve anything at all from u all...&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://359C1D77-CA05-4816-A502-2D5BFB9C8CBC/imagejpeg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3786065145693022675?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3786065145693022675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/broken-family-tears-rolling-off-my-chin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3786065145693022675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3786065145693022675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/broken-family-tears-rolling-off-my-chin.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-8256764638302372070</id><published>2012-01-15T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:49:38.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate when you cry, cos it saddens me just as much, I'm holding on to so many sad memories and yet you want to add one more of ours to it, I know im being selfish, but i hope you understand that all i want is to overwrite my sad memories with happy, fun-loving moments of us...just now when i simply board the bus, avoiding you when you turn to me, it hurts me, when the bus driver starts the engine, my heart sank, for a moment, i feel like running off the bus but i know i cant...baby ar baby im angry cos i hate it when you are like crying over spilled milk, that is why i always tell you this tell you that, your hair your wearing, just wanna share my thoughts with you, hope you can improve and not change, having more confident in yourself as you improve, just like me now, but you are like seeing it as criticism, i know it hurts but i really dont wish others to shoot you, cos i cant protect you all the time, cos people just likes to talk behind walls behind close doors, bastards do exist... i have lots of regrets and i did mention them to you, i hate myself for that, so much so that when i saw friends and family around me doing something stupid, i say them or even scold them, i know i dont have the right to, i know i shldnt, but i just cant help it, maybe its in me, i know im selfish for doing so, but i sees this as a way to protect my love ones, baby i love you, i dont wish you to have regrets, just like me, cos regrets are like papercuts, they may happen fast and without you noticing, but they are definitely deep enough to break your vessels, cause you to bleed and pain in your heart...i dont wish this to happen to my love ones, especially you, and i hate myself when im hurting you, so dun give me a chance to hurt you, cos it will hurt me more, i like to see when you have confident, not the one who thinks why im like this and you are not, though it does feel shiok when i heard them, but i wont be happy if it is build upon hurting your ego, you got your perfect monents too, perfect not in the sense of being flawless, but perfect in the way that you shines even with the slightest glimpse of light, you know how it feels, baby you are beautiful in your own way, just like me, thats why you think im handsome, but im just an average guy, i know it but cos of you, im perfect haha baby dont be sad cos of what you see yourself in those clothes, though you cant bring out the feel in them, that doesnt mean you are ugly, that means that kind of clothes suit you no more, and its time to have a change le lah bleh, smack your head haha muacks i love you just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGd90e9vhz8/TxMDTsvAJKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/P3kz6vWiQd8/s1600/youbeautiful1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGd90e9vhz8/TxMDTsvAJKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/P3kz6vWiQd8/s320/youbeautiful1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697901590514508962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8256764638302372070?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/8256764638302372070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-when-you-cry-cos-it-saddens-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8256764638302372070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8256764638302372070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-when-you-cry-cos-it-saddens-me.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-AGd90e9vhz8/TxMDTsvAJKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/P3kz6vWiQd8/s72-c/youbeautiful1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-9195077989487420316</id><published>2012-01-13T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T07:25:05.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ns_j3QaYGA/TxBMrpvi5EI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2Mb5JPMMIXs/s1600/banned-rubber-stamp-graphic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ns_j3QaYGA/TxBMrpvi5EI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2Mb5JPMMIXs/s320/banned-rubber-stamp-graphic.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697137841447035970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired of looking at faces, people just won't appreciate what you do for them, things are just being taken for granted, then so be it, you are you, and me is me, there wont be anymore sharing, any friendship cos im gonna UNFRIEND ZONE you assholes, to all the individuals that are involved, sayonara .. treat it as i da stamp haha to have regard you as friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-9195077989487420316?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/9195077989487420316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-tired-of-looking-at-faces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/9195077989487420316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/9195077989487420316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-tired-of-looking-at-faces.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-3Ns_j3QaYGA/TxBMrpvi5EI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2Mb5JPMMIXs/s72-c/banned-rubber-stamp-graphic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-1881560915100990952</id><published>2012-01-06T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:20.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting cheap thrills out of someone is it really that fun? Seriously i find those people pure bastards, they could joke about others' look, wearing, or even their intelligence level, oh com' on, when they are not even close to perfect themselves...But sad to say, the society is slowly filled up with such bastards, out at work, friends or even your parents might face this kind of shitty people, while in army, you faced their sons, is it really that hard to think bout how others will feel before saying anything? It may not be hurtful to you, but why cant you think through your head before making any comments? We may not be appear to be retaliating, but that doesn't mean you can continue bullshitting, we are merely giving you face, treating you as someone who deserve some respect from us, but somehow if you all just trying to be funny, testing our patient, thinking that it boost your confidence to be telling off others ' back, don't blame us if you lost even the simplest respect from us, you will only become invisible as far as im concern, your words will fall on deaf ears, your sarcasm will be diverted back to you, you got dignity, so do us, and i always believe strongly in everyone having their own pride so do think bout others ' before you start bullshitting again, IF YOU DON'T WANT OTHERS TO TREAT YOU THE WAY YOU TREAT OTHERS, STOP DOING IT NOW, before its too late and lost someone who might be your friend and increasing one more enemy in future...and to those who listen purely from one bout another guy, you should jolly well go have a self reflect, its like not that you are born with only ears to hear, you got your eyes too, aren't you? So com' on, wake up your idea duke, if you were to listen to one asshole 's badmouthing bout another innocent guy, sad to say but i think you were equally rotten...and lastly backstabbers, is it really fucking shiok to be stabbing and telling off someone behind his back in order to find a topic with another guy who is of higher rank or position or with a so-called friend whom you might even have backstabbed before? Putting aside you superb BOOTLICKING SKILL, do you really have to become a three-headed snake? Seriously how sly can you be, how evil can you get, how much can you gain from it, is it worth doing till such extend, touch your heart if you have one, have that innocent guy really do something that is worth so much for your evil doing? Com' on la, time is the key to everything, you may 'forgive' that innocent someone as time goes by, but sad to say, time will never cure the guilt in your heart for your wrong doing...whats more if someone one day, by some chance, you realise that you have wronged him, or thought he might be some fuckup people whereby he is not, the guilt in you will be doubled or even tripled, but thats what you deserve...So carry on, SARCASM-er(s), BULLSHITT-er(s) and BACKSTABB-er(s)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyAn1OysmuI/TwfCTWWad8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XpzGYTUcrok/s1600/good-and-evil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GyAn1OysmuI/TwfCTWWad8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XpzGYTUcrok/s320/good-and-evil.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694733891506173890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-1881560915100990952?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/1881560915100990952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-cheap-thrills-out-of-someone-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1881560915100990952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1881560915100990952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-cheap-thrills-out-of-someone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-GyAn1OysmuI/TwfCTWWad8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XpzGYTUcrok/s72-c/good-and-evil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-3061533942151190434</id><published>2011-12-30T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T18:14:15.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the saying and all the promises, all burnt to ashes in thin air, so  whats the point of telling you everything and hearing your promises if  all were to vanish like what it is now...I really starts to not  understand you, not knowing why u sees thing so differently, im more  than disappointed in u than in the others cos you are more important but  somehow u dun get it, i guess, what else can i say, seriously for im  wordless now and seeing only sadness in front of me, all those ugly  faces are killing me, but do u really know how i feel despite wanting me  to tell u everything that happen?why cant u just help me create more  beautiful a memory like what u used to do, what we did before, to forget  those sadness buried within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01HFGLcs4bg/Tv5v1F9CbvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mwZW9EmcAv4/s1600/sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01HFGLcs4bg/Tv5v1F9CbvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mwZW9EmcAv4/s320/sadness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692109936964824818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3061533942151190434?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3061533942151190434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-saying-and-all-promises-all-burnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3061533942151190434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3061533942151190434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-saying-and-all-promises-all-burnt.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-01HFGLcs4bg/Tv5v1F9CbvI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mwZW9EmcAv4/s72-c/sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-8864611658634238529</id><published>2011-12-25T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T18:53:08.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDzOWmSHE-0/TvfhVnEzGJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9AiKvsTf-AY/s1600/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDzOWmSHE-0/TvfhVnEzGJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9AiKvsTf-AY/s320/couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690264415588522130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cried, we laughed, we smiled, all our expressions and emotions happens for a reason, and my reason is u, baby i love u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8864611658634238529?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/8864611658634238529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-cried-we-laughed-we-smiled-all-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8864611658634238529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8864611658634238529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-cried-we-laughed-we-smiled-all-our.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-gDzOWmSHE-0/TvfhVnEzGJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9AiKvsTf-AY/s72-c/couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-1796254964324825674</id><published>2011-12-14T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:44:26.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate my life, i hate the fact that i am who i am now, i hate the fact that i had such sibling, i hate the fact that i dont have any true friend, i hate the fact that no one in this world actually understands me, i hate the fact that im in such a situation. I used to be a happy guy, but now im not, no longer one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-1796254964324825674?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/1796254964324825674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-hate-my-life-i-hate-fact-that-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1796254964324825674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1796254964324825674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-hate-my-life-i-hate-fact-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5750974119637648254</id><published>2011-11-12T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:40:07.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I simply love today 's weather, sunny and Im gonna enjoy it with my baby on the East coast beach hehe =] baby thanks for everything that you have done cos' i really appreciate every single effort made by you, i love you *hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have come from the mere three weeks when i enlisted to now, its been almost 17 months, we have teared, we have laughed, we have quarreled,  we have smiled, we have fun, we have emo-ed, we have missed..we got lost, we got scared, we got hungry, we got tired, alot of these things we have been through, we were facing them together, when i went for cresendo, we have missed each other every single day from the start of the 17days, we got scared when i first enlist,&lt;br /&gt;we got lost when we try to find where the fuck is SI, we got hungry just yesterday before we spam at sakae buffet and we got tired after eating haha.. sometimes people says love is uncertain, love has different phase and others see and hear, they got scared and they became unsure of their love too, but whats the point, cos' love isn't bout what you see or hear, its bout what you feel, how you feel towards someone, yes i do agree that love has different phase, theres honeymoon period, theres downfall, but there will be a honeymoon period its cos' 2 parties haven really understand each other and they are trying to put in the best of them to make sure the other party gets hooked on, which thereafter they simply lost their interest in them...but whats the most important part is usually the downfall. Most couples simply give up on each other when they starts to see the ugly side of each other, its called a downfall for a reason. However if couples willing to tolerate and give in bit by bit to each other, they will starts to see the beauty in each other and before they know it, she will find that his beauty way surpass his ugliness in her eye, same goes for the guy, and this is what my baby tells me and what i see in her, and i just wanna say that though i starts pms in the early stage during our r/s but im really glad we came through cos' i do feels that you are the one for me truly,and i have to say sorry cos' you have to tahan me for the next 50 or even 60 years down the road with my aries ' hot temper haha i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7hLmQz_6_g/Tr9DfXlSlSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KgHt0mI_Kc4/s1600/iloveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7hLmQz_6_g/Tr9DfXlSlSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KgHt0mI_Kc4/s320/iloveyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674328261695542562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5750974119637648254?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5750974119637648254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-simply-love-today-s-weather-sunny-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5750974119637648254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5750974119637648254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-simply-love-today-s-weather-sunny-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-Y7hLmQz_6_g/Tr9DfXlSlSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KgHt0mI_Kc4/s72-c/iloveyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-2594823594930643341</id><published>2011-11-06T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:42:19.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has different phases and during each phase there 's always someone  who will be a part of it, so treasure them before you lost them...not  sure why i wrote this but somehow i feels that actually when i said that  you didn't really put ur heart and soul into us, its not totally true,  its just that you are careless at times, cos i can really c your effort  most of the time, and baby i love you..we have been through thin and  thick, been through emo and moody times and that makes us what we are  now, it isn't easy for couples to face all these bullshit stuff and  still be together and understanding each other, baby you are the one who  i cant miss having in my life muacks *don't cry after reading oh hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVbtylwkanc/TrdbnvTT7HI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uTk3Bgt-Njg/s1600/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVbtylwkanc/TrdbnvTT7HI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uTk3Bgt-Njg/s320/couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672102993966918770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-2594823594930643341?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/2594823594930643341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-has-different-phases-and-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2594823594930643341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2594823594930643341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-has-different-phases-and-during.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-CVbtylwkanc/TrdbnvTT7HI/AAAAAAAAAIA/uTk3Bgt-Njg/s72-c/couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-8243334494184194369</id><published>2011-10-25T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:33:27.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R-Aubxh4gGk/Tqd_L379cBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/o9cYkADVJw8/s1600/mozzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R-Aubxh4gGk/Tqd_L379cBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/o9cYkADVJw8/s320/mozzie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667638498039787538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mozzie!! Jus came back from an outfield yesterday..though its just a 1 day training, i tahan alot this time round, tahan the irritating fucking mozzie flying round my ear neck, or rather around my whole body.. to be honest i was like a buffet for those blood thirst mozzie, they had their share, but wheres mine!? haha lol how nice if we can have a buffet in outfield?! lol joking..the mozzie will have turn me off from any delicious meal in front of me i bet.. just feels that commanders is kind of weird leh, they keep saying they prepared outfield for us to train up, but cant their provide us with a better training ground? though its true that in war times, the situation will be near to those kind of shitty ground, but by then shouldn't it be survival skills and soldiers ' combat fitness we are talking about? I seriously think that survival skills can't be taught, can we? Its simply in us, isn't it? So why should we go to those crappy ground in order to get the feel of what wartimes feel like? Im like a living blood bag for all the mozzie, wads more, they are commandos mozzie, I just feels like fucking the hell out of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8243334494184194369?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/8243334494184194369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-hate-mozzie-jus-came-back-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8243334494184194369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8243334494184194369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-hate-mozzie-jus-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-R-Aubxh4gGk/Tqd_L379cBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/o9cYkADVJw8/s72-c/mozzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-7439050572035392507</id><published>2011-10-22T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:24:38.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being feeling restless today, no mood to go out no mood to game no mood for everything.. and im not sure why.. mayb sometimes i do need some afternoon nap or something, some break from everything, some peace.. im really not sure what im missing but somehow when i looked back, its empty, i sort of lost motivations to move on, no aim no nothing, argghhh whats going in me? humans, are so hard to figure out and understand, even i myself dun understand myself =[ truely hope my thailand trip will be a fast and less torturing one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nkiA5jMT5k/TqL8Nq8GpEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GSNqOD7tUC8/s1600/fullEmoBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nkiA5jMT5k/TqL8Nq8GpEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GSNqOD7tUC8/s320/fullEmoBoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666368592980386882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7439050572035392507?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7439050572035392507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-feeling-restless-today-no-mood-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7439050572035392507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7439050572035392507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-feeling-restless-today-no-mood-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-0nkiA5jMT5k/TqL8Nq8GpEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/GSNqOD7tUC8/s72-c/fullEmoBoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-794316755063104863</id><published>2011-10-16T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:38:55.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys its being real long since i posted =] alright thats why here i am writing a post now and clearing the dust in my blog haha... life being good in ns i guess, nothing really sad nor disappointing happened, and i hope it can last all the way til the end of my ns life haha its like in 11 mths time muhahaha...Jus took ippt and got a silver, i somehow felt amazing on the result cos i haven being really training physically haha must be my grandparents who will always be there to look after me, thanks so much yeye nainai...I missed all my friend who used to hang out with me, but im not sure whether they are feeling the same way as i do, but nonetheless if u guys happen to come and read my blog, yea i missed u guys, probably can sms me for some hang out we used to have??And oh ya yesterday went Javier 's cafe for the third time but it somehow turn into one experience which i will remember for life...u guy might guess its some wonderful experience yea, but its totally the opposite haha cos of some indian and philipino-like girls who spoiled my appetite, though after that i still spam alot haha.. their attitude seriously sucks.. they act till like machiam they are the customers, giving us some attitude.. what the hell are they thinking?? they should seriously get some reflection upon themselves so much so that i buay tahan and told baby that their "service" sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69cj_qXqP8o/TpuVEwhKxpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1RjRgz5sLpU/s1600/bad_attitude%2B-%2Bflush%2Bit.jpg"&gt;                      &lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-69cj_qXqP8o/TpuVEwhKxpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1RjRgz5sLpU/s320/bad_attitude%2B-%2Bflush%2Bit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664284865324566162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-794316755063104863?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/794316755063104863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-guys-its-being-real-long-since-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/794316755063104863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/794316755063104863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-guys-its-being-real-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-69cj_qXqP8o/TpuVEwhKxpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/1RjRgz5sLpU/s72-c/bad_attitude%2B-%2Bflush%2Bit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-9089826212476538233</id><published>2011-09-07T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:36:37.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8bW4ivIvqWA/Tmg39eA1ZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QUTqYN9qT7s/s1600/shit-happens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8bW4ivIvqWA/Tmg39eA1ZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QUTqYN9qT7s/s320/shit-happens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649827261704398066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man complains, thats why shit happens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-9089826212476538233?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/9089826212476538233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/09/man-complains-thats-why-shit-happens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/9089826212476538233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/9089826212476538233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/09/man-complains-thats-why-shit-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-8bW4ivIvqWA/Tmg39eA1ZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QUTqYN9qT7s/s72-c/shit-happens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-3785178069646597099</id><published>2011-09-07T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T01:56:55.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whenever i come to my blog and hears my blog song, i will have flashbacks of our happy memonets together, the kind of carefree feeling, the kind of freedom, is something i cant find now though. No matter how easy things can be now, theres always a tension. Maybe not tension, maybe its cos theres alot more people i met who makes me lost the one i used to be, the simple smile, the chilled me, im not sure why suddenly i blogged bout this, but whenever there are happy moments, there will always be s portion filled with saddness i guessed, 1 more year and the nightmare will be over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3785178069646597099?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3785178069646597099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/09/whenever-i-come-to-my-blog-and-hears-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3785178069646597099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3785178069646597099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/09/whenever-i-come-to-my-blog-and-hears-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-2053776456060285874</id><published>2011-09-06T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T03:53:40.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZspwp7zfuc/TmX7oyluhMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uicMqaaqAY4/s1600/i_love_you_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZspwp7zfuc/TmX7oyluhMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uicMqaaqAY4/s320/i_love_you_20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649197985799505090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, after so much we have being through, you are always the one i felt treasure me the most. Actually im touched to see you got upset when u saw my sad face, its like my every motions make an impression on u. At that moment, though its pain, i felt so much like talking to you, though my lips are numb, i felt so much to kiss you, though im missed my bed, i felt like staying at house again and again, sometimes i felt so much for you so that i felt like stop dn-ing and keep going out wif you =] baby why are you so good to me till i felt i did so little for you. But theres one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-2053776456060285874?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/2053776456060285874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-after-so-much-we-have-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2053776456060285874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2053776456060285874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-after-so-much-we-have-being.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-MZspwp7zfuc/TmX7oyluhMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uicMqaaqAY4/s72-c/i_love_you_20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-1561936592204216952</id><published>2011-03-03T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:44:58.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby ar baby, im really sorry that i got angry wif u sometimes even out of the slightest thing, but im thinking maybe cos i treat u as mine, tats why im showing all my true self in front of u, i will never let go of ur hand though i may not be holding onto u all the times, cos i know tat u r the one for mi in my heart, i will slowly recuperate to regain my old self and spend my whole life wif u, i promise hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-1561936592204216952?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/1561936592204216952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-ar-baby-im-really-sorry-that-i-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1561936592204216952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1561936592204216952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-ar-baby-im-really-sorry-that-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-4322827314300922450</id><published>2011-02-19T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:41:32.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a jerk toward my girlfriends, be it last time or now, sorry all&lt;br /&gt;baby laopo, i will learnt to be a man for u =] muacks i lub u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-4322827314300922450?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-8792163424789381329</id><published>2011-01-22T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:37:01.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow baby! tomorrow is our 7 months together le, time rather pass very fast, there are seriously happy and sad moments within these 7 months, which i will never forget especially the sweetest moment when im with you. To be honest, in normal case, guys should show care and concern to girls and give them attention and security, but for our case, it seem like you are giving all these haha, and thats what i love so much bout you, i mean i really like the feeling, i love being with you, and thats why i kept saying to you, girl u r the best i've ever get, cos i really do mean it. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                     Ooh, little cutie&lt;br /&gt;                                     When..you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;                                     I swear..the whole world stops&lt;br /&gt;                                     You're..my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;                                     And,im so glad that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;                                     You are one of a kind and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                     You mean to me..&lt;br /&gt;                                     What, I mean to you and..&lt;br /&gt;                                     Together baby,&lt;br /&gt;                                     There is nothing we won't do&lt;br /&gt;                                     Cuz if I got chu,&lt;br /&gt;                                     I don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;                                     I don't need cars,&lt;br /&gt;                                     Girl, you're my aall.&lt;br /&gt;                                     And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    Oh!&lt;br /&gt;                                    I'm into you,&lt;br /&gt;                                    And girl,&lt;br /&gt;                                    No..one else would do,&lt;br /&gt;                                    Cuz with every kiss and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;                                    You make me, fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;                                    And now I..know I can be the only one,&lt;br /&gt;                                    I bet its heart's all over the world tonight,&lt;br /&gt;                                    With the love of they life, who feel..&lt;br /&gt;                                    Wat I feel when I'm..wif you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    You know..I care for you,&lt;br /&gt;                                    You know...that I'll be true,&lt;br /&gt;                                    You know..that I won't lie,&lt;br /&gt;                                    You know..that I would try,&lt;br /&gt;                                    To be your everything..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Girl im yours, U're mine, and thats all we gotta know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-6919903819156395076</id><published>2011-01-09T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T08:16:06.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;ns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; did changed my life, to be honest ns is not as bad as it seem to be, free food, free training, free accommodation...rather i think its the people u meet in ns makes ns seem hell, cos in ns people starts showing their true colours when they are shag or when u got close to them and starts understanding them.Its a sad thing though, cos when oneget close to the other, he should see the beautiful side of the other thus becoming friends or even best friend, but nonetheless all the shit people will be gone, at least for now, =]bleahs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6919903819156395076?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/6919903819156395076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2011/01/ns-did-changed-my-life-to-be-honest-ns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6919903819156395076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-375171682388264243?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/375171682388264243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-have-changed-people-have-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/375171682388264243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/375171682388264243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-have-changed-people-have-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-743755056454904077</id><published>2010-12-11T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T04:15:46.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;wow its being near a month since i last posted anything yea, anyway things in ns being good, as in the training and stuff but somehow i felt that my company seriously never really care much bout recruits ' interest and welfare which sadden us but nonetheless i have learnt not to put so much into army and live back my own life haha and i wanna say i miss all my fellow friends out there, but most of all my baby !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;muacks haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-743755056454904077?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/743755056454904077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/12/wow-its-being-near-month-since-i-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/743755056454904077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/743755056454904077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/12/wow-its-being-near-month-since-i-last.html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7995681383329926080?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7995681383329926080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7995681383329926080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7995681383329926080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_B3oyCtpFxRw/TMQkZm2JymI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jTBQ1pNdGLw/s72-c/CuteDogAnniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-8593474583061979330</id><published>2010-10-24T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T05:00:50.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Happy 4th month anniversary baby !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;time do flies especially when its filled with happy moments haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;hope this 2 years can faster pass and goes back to our normal life =] cheers gal haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8593474583061979330?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/8593474583061979330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-4th-month-anniversary-baby-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8593474583061979330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8593474583061979330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B3oyCtpFxRw/TMQdjoFOcpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r_rwnidOOb4/s320/anniversary.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531578740209775250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5670649826749986323?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5670649826749986323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5670649826749986323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5670649826749986323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_B3oyCtpFxRw/TMQdjoFOcpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r_rwnidOOb4/s72-c/anniversary.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-4120802674777682746</id><published>2010-10-09T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:25:33.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;5 days by 5 days, time pass rather fast sometimes, its best not to think bout time when u wan it to go faster cos it wont ever listen to you, tats why a watch is not necessary in tekong, unless for ippt haha =] all tat i hope for now is to do well for my ippt, so as to make sure tat i wont get rt for any of my sat and pray hard tat my guard duties will fall on weekdays, preferably between mon to thur, any of these days hehe, cos i dun wish to ever waste my weekend on such thing, i bet im starting to adapt to the life in thre and hopefully getting used to having sat as my only free day every week haha, cos when you got sad cos of something unchangeable, you 'll get even more sad, so why think bout it? cos dont start thinking bout something sad equal no sad equal happy haha so yay i will change my mindset for u baby =] i dun waan spend my sat emoing when im halfway thru a fun-filled sat evening le haha and anyw its not tat bad in thre jus tat tats always one or two guys which you dont exactly like haha and facing them for 5 straight days is a torture haha but anyw baby i promise you tat u will see the same old cheerful me once again when we meet up on next friday haha remember to take care o muacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-4120802674777682746?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/4120802674777682746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-days-by-5-days-time-pass-rather-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/4120802674777682746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/4120802674777682746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-days-by-5-days-time-pass-rather-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-6554617285774983972</id><published>2010-10-01T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T03:08:59.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Baby u are the best  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6554617285774983972?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/6554617285774983972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-u-are-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6554617285774983972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6554617285774983972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-u-are-best.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-348439874548592706</id><published>2010-09-30T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:43:05.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My dad, my mum, my sis, and my wife-to-be, all seem to miss me as much as i miss them, and the feeling i got from them make me feel so touched especially from my parents, i promised to stay healthy and not to let them worry bout me anymore, cos i know i can, and i will, i shall be stronger and when im out earn more to feed them, cos i no longer bear to see them work and work especially my mum, i see her rush here rush thre and still nidda rush to work, rush to eat, haiis i hope i can mature fast and fulfill all my promise and protect all my loves one, all the four of them =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-348439874548592706?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/348439874548592706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-dad-my-mum-my-sis-and-my-wife-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/348439874548592706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/348439874548592706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-dad-my-mum-my-sis-and-my-wife-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-595183170849335597</id><published>2010-09-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:34:30.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;18 days past, from the start of the first day to the end of the last day, all seem like a dream, a dream which i will not wanna to remember, though the training is alright for me at this point of time, i just dont really like how some treat us, we didnt do anything wrong also tio scold tio pump, haha so its best to suck it up like others said, now i believe that the more u think about a situation the more worst it will get, so just suck it up man, lucky the training is okie for me arbo die le haha and for now i shall enjoy my few days of freedom till sunday, but luckily all those suckers which i dun really like are gone, all who is gonna to replace them seem friendly and nice, so yay chill and relax hehe =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-595183170849335597?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/595183170849335597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/09/18-days-past-from-start-of-first-day-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/595183170849335597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/595183170849335597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/09/18-days-past-from-start-of-first-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-3597207364100730751</id><published>2010-09-06T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:37:07.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;5 more days to end this torture, haha simply hates the waiting time , its killing me somewhat, its a whole lot of mixed feeling, just hope im prepared, be it mentally or physically, get used to and getting over it, when u dun think of a situation tat much, it helps, as in u wont get tat tense up over a situation, jus hope everything will be fine haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3597207364100730751?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3597207364100730751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/09/5-more-days-to-end-this-torture-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3597207364100730751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3597207364100730751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/09/5-more-days-to-end-this-torture-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5435143720982314836</id><published>2010-08-31T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T02:30:02.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Very soon its my turn, 13 more days before im going botak for the first time in my adult life, hope i wont look that buang hehe =] but 1 thing good bout ns is free training, free meals, 1 thing bad is the adaptation to army life, anyw its actually the same for all, whenever we go to a totally new environment, i bet all will have the same feeling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; feeling out of place haha, so im trying to tell himself adapt and im done wif haha silly thoughts though and and thanks for the effort u put in these days to cheer me up cos of all the unpleasant events happening around us, thank you ar lao tai po~ hehe but seriously if its without terry, we wont be so sad le, haha si terry !@#$%^&amp;amp; opps haha   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5435143720982314836?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5435143720982314836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/very-soon-its-my-turn-13-more-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5435143720982314836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5435143720982314836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/very-soon-its-my-turn-13-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-2223396044160141296</id><published>2010-08-27T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:10:39.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Things have turned out the wrong way...i start having cold feet and becoming uncertain of myself, what have i done wrong? why must they treat me in such a way...is it me or them, i simply can't comprehend, getting tired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-2223396044160141296?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/2223396044160141296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-have-turned-out-wrong-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2223396044160141296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2223396044160141296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-have-turned-out-wrong-way.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5091541076990726698</id><published>2010-08-03T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:18:25.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;All has become so unimportant now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u cut a piece of meat, it bleeds, so u will freeze it to stop the bleeding, but when u warm it and cut it yet again, it will no longer bleed ... sorry for being so emo-elmo, but seriously thnx all my friends and family who have been with me throughout this period... i feel so glad to have u guys around me, seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5091541076990726698?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-7798198273244974773</id><published>2010-08-03T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T10:08:36.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To be honest, i start the arguement, but cos i saw wad she posted at fb, but i not sure if she mean me...but i dont really know if im the one misunderstood them or they are the one misunderstanding me for who i am, while esther is being squeezed in the middle, i can swear that i did nothing to them, yet they seem to hate me, but cos of what? or esther, is it something in between which u never tell me?or have you lie to me cos u scare i will be angry? to esther: i really wish you can tell me all the truth even if you think i maybe angry or disappointed but i strongly believe tat honesty is the best policy even between couples...esther forgive me if i have messed up everything, but im jus so upset if they really mean me, so upset that i really need to let it off, but having them back like they used to be, is not the point now, cos i really cant be bothered with them already, i have my friends (secondary sch friends esp. haha u all know who =])&lt;/span&gt; and you (esther loh) can le, but i hope they can come back to u also la, so that u wont be sqeeuzed in between us, at first i try to ask them str8 using msn, but still fail, dun be mad at me for screwing it up =[ but i think i shld leave them to u ba, sorry to screw it up if it does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7798198273244974773?l=cheyneang.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-7829713339266173873.post-6946937021385593544</id><published>2010-08-02T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:39:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;One used to believe losing a basket of apples for an apple tree is worthwhile and is so glad to have the apple tree around, but he never would have noticed until one stormy day when he lied against the apple tree that the tree has already being attacked by bug and have being hollow, thus when he tried to lean against the tree for shelter, the tree fell... not only did he get socked to the skin, but he had also lost the basket of fresh apples which could have actually saved him from several days of hunger, he got disappointed, then he relieve that disappointment comes only cos he did expect something from the apple tree, more expectation comes more disappointment he guessed, but what can he do, what can he say, no one knows, not even himself =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6946937021385593544?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/6946937021385593544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-used-to-believe-losing-basket-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6946937021385593544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6946937021385593544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-used-to-believe-losing-basket-of.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-782385192027400885</id><published>2010-08-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:21:20.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Baby i promise you i wont be late anymore, but can you promise me not to let me feel like what i felt with my ex in the past?cos i simply hate that feeling, it tires me out really, all we need is to communicate well =] no friends i have is as important as you now, so dont hurt me anymore kaes haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-782385192027400885?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/782385192027400885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-i-promise-you-i-wont-be-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/782385192027400885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/782385192027400885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/baby-i-promise-you-i-wont-be-late.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-7423367831607115519</id><published>2010-08-01T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:15:56.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sometimes i seriously dislike those people who classified others according to themselves, or do things so as to revenge others upon their actions, when you simply treat them like one of your soul mate, your friend...though no one is ever perfect, but can they not be so selfish and self-centered, others have their own feelings too, writing till here, i wanna say to those self-centered people out there, you suck, seriously in my heart, cos from the moment i see through you, i wont ever treat you more then my friend anymore cos you dont deserve to be one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7423367831607115519?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7423367831607115519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-i-seriously-dislike-those.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7423367831607115519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7423367831607115519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-i-seriously-dislike-those.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-7618005451682656478</id><published>2010-07-21T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T08:08:09.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Haven update my blog for some time and my baby nagging le =] so yup here i am haha...i shall start writing from yesterday, tue, 20th july 2010, lol haha, my first day at carrefour, working*, or in others ' eyes, slacking haha, and my baby come give me a surprise, she purposely dun sms me for the whole afternoon and appear at my back at around 8 plus (i end work at 9p.m.) haha and i was playing the computer game back then =] and she said "play play har" and i was like oh my god ==. haha but she did give me a pleasant surprise, she bought me donuts too =] which end up 1 in my sis 's stomach (unknowingly when im fast asleep)and the other 1 in my mum 's stomach haha, and the last one in mine =] baby thanks for coming, though i did suspect you will come haha =] smart me... its always the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;sweetest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;when you are around, muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;轻轻放&lt;br /&gt;我就是卸不下对你的喜欢&lt;br /&gt;原来爱会慢慢增加重量&lt;br /&gt;想关上这城市所有的灯光&lt;br /&gt;黑暗中专心闻你的发香&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这夜晚让暗恋很有画面感&lt;br /&gt;回想&lt;br /&gt;与你约会过的地方&lt;br /&gt;都舍不得删&lt;br /&gt;在脑海里储存欣赏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你 (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7618005451682656478?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7618005451682656478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/haven-update-my-blog-for-some-time-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7618005451682656478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7618005451682656478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/haven-update-my-blog-for-some-time-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-3457360236404412578</id><published>2010-07-12T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:06:07.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ALthough i have lost some, but i had gained more then what i lost b'cos of you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be your one guy&lt;br /&gt;you'll be my number one girl&lt;br /&gt;always making time for ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3457360236404412578?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3457360236404412578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/although-i-have-lost-some-but-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3457360236404412578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3457360236404412578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/although-i-have-lost-some-but-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5853979297239829796</id><published>2010-07-07T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:11:58.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:courier new;" &gt;why cant people just treat one another truthfully and nicely..&lt;br /&gt;why do people like to have a common target over another totally innocent people and gossip the hell lots bout him or her..not that the one being targeted is of those lousy, disgusting character, but rather is those who start the gossip having the lousy attitude, not to mention that are never close to perfection in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;im actually saying this cos i felt this way, for myself and for some other innocent parties...and to all those bastard gossiper out there, bear this in mind, look at the mirror before you start any gossip, cos if u are none better than the one you are gossiping bout, dont gossip, or u will feel more guilty as time goes by that you are actually shooting at yourself =]&lt;br /&gt;when working, though its best not to slack around, but as compared to those putting up a show as to be very hardworking and vigilant when their boss is around, i think others who are chionging their work and complete their portion of the work and lazing around during their free time is more productive, however those fakers are mostly the one being liked by their employers, though being disliked by other employees, alright fine, to the 31 y.o faker in my office, you may continue your act, but hope you better get yourself clear that there is a difference in being a part timer and a full timer, not to forget that you are no more than just being a full-timer, not my manager nor my boss, so do your own job and get done with, care bout your own self and zip up haha not that i have tons of leftover undone work like u do, if you are that effective, why do you even have so much undone work being stacked up in your drawer haha so ya~ care less do more, auntie =] what should i say~ hmm probably this: dont aim at a tiger when you have limited bullet? =] hahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5853979297239829796?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5853979297239829796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-cant-people-just-treat-one-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5853979297239829796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5853979297239829796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-cant-people-just-treat-one-another.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-4648248293083262442</id><published>2010-07-04T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:23:37.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we went to watched eclipse on friday..the four of us, me and esther, caiman and terry =] its fun going out with them and we all enjoyed it haha its always different when u go out with those guys u are comfortable with =] anyw bout the movie, hmm its actually more talking this time round and lesser scenarios compared to new moon, as far as im concerned, its like to have only 1 climax thru-out the entire movie =[ kind of disappointed though haha and estee baby get well soon ya ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-1132842128831655994</id><published>2010-07-04T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:26:03.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Its being quite awhile since i last update my blog =] sorry to all my dear readers ya haha.. my schedule has being quite packed these days due to working, so im like either working or going out =] so much so that my sis starts to miss my presence at home haha bleh =] last time i keep mapling at home, then u nag at me and say im like a geek camping at home, now that i keep going out, u say i have changed haha =] but im trying to sleep by 11 everyday if not my day will be ruin the next day =] a healthy lifestyle always start from enuff sleep every night haha..got my pay recently and went to reward myself with some neccessities aka clothes, bags, shoes haha and luckily i got my this sweet girlfriend haha who can pei me shop and shop =] baby thanks for everything =] u n i are really the same type of people and im also glad that i have found u ya ~ haha we can wear lens together, put on braces together, shop together and have fun together...there will be too many to-get-her in our life haha and im looking forward to it =] i really do feel a 100 percent comfortable with u around, no longer lost, no longer fear, no longer bored, i really hope i can be a better me for u haha and wanna say this again for ya ~ u r the best =] my superwoman haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love the whole of u, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ur simplicity, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ur straight forwardness, ur clusiness, ur presence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-1132842128831655994?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/1132842128831655994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-being-quite-awhile-since-i-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1132842128831655994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1132842128831655994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-being-quite-awhile-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-46957988322477706</id><published>2010-06-26T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:28:50.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Went out with esther on friday haha, we both took leave =] my mum knew bout it and said in a joking manner: "aiyo u 2 so into dating ar " haha then i look at her, she laughed =] its the first time we went shopping with each other =] but its unfair lah ~ esther bought 1 top and 1 dress, for 15 bucks only, i bought 1 pair of shoe and jean for 71 bucks haha thats pain though its quite worth cos i love both the shoe and jean alot =] and i bet i got to say this myself, if not if its thru esther 's blog, i bet i will be more embarrass haha, ok this is how it goes ~ i bought the shoe from topman, and when in the process of walking to esther, i accidently caused the whole metal holder to came falling down, theres alot of shirts on the holder though haha, esther saw it in the face, she kept laughing at me !! bleh haha lucky got the sales person help me put them back , anyw he is friendly and nice lol =] thats so lucky of me haha but i bet its the holder not being put on the shell firmly, not i being clumsy haha =] thumb up myself, and this is what i told esther haha =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;soon its night time, we ate and went walking to the top of esplanade, we listened to songs, stone there, took photos and chatted, from when theres alot people to fewer and fewer till left a few bunch of lovers haha, i sort of liked the photos we took there =] we chat till we touches the sad moment in our life, can feel tears in my eyes but i hold back, but esther cried =[ silly girl next time dun cry le, u got me around this time, u wan shoulder, i 've got shoulders for you though not very broad, wan tissue i also have, wan smiles i also have them, wan jokes ~ hmm if u dun mind cold jokes, i can provide also haha cos when u cried i lost my smile, felt lost ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;estee ~ i like ur silliness, i like ur straight forward, i like ur smiles, i like ur presence, i like me being noticed by u, i like u coming into my life, i like the simple u, i like the street wise yet cunning u haha though i may not really become very street wise within few days, but if we were lost in a place, u dunid to be worry, cos though i will not be sure of the place also, but u can follow me cos we can venture the place together, u can always walk behind me at times when u felt like =] i may not be very built or got perfect sense of direction, but i bet i can at least provide u with care and concern and some bit of security haha =] im no longer a boy, i know how to protect a girl =] haha protect ur feeling, protect ur smile, protect u from anything else =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;esther waiting for the photos hahahahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-46957988322477706?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/46957988322477706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-out-with-esther-on-friday-haha-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/46957988322477706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/46957988322477706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/went-out-with-esther-on-friday-haha-we.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-7278417218969163983</id><published>2010-06-24T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:27:45.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;Wa oh my god, stupid me, arrggghhhhhh i misread ur post =[ Its my fault arrrggghhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;, very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; SORRY  adeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;its from the bottom of my heart, im seriously sorry =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dui Bu Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7278417218969163983?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7278417218969163983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/wa-oh-my-god-stupid-me-arrggghhhhhh-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7278417218969163983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/7278417218969163983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/wa-oh-my-god-stupid-me-arrggghhhhhh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5269226274938050386</id><published>2010-06-23T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:29:21.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;you are a nice girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and im starting to get a feeling that i dun wanna lose you  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i have being seeing your presence just like what u had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;your absence make me feels alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;your movement makes me wanna notice, makes me wanna laugh at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i like chatting with you, i really do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;time flies when we chat, when we go out together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i hope to be street wise cos of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;sometimes i jus feel you are the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;you really are =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5269226274938050386?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5269226274938050386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-are-nice-girl-and-im-starting-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5269226274938050386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5269226274938050386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-are-nice-girl-and-im-starting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-171568863420115747</id><published>2010-06-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:30:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I felt like resting, how i wish everything can go back to where it is at its simplest, the simple happiness,the simple care and the simple smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-171568863420115747?l=cheyneang.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-7829713339266173873.post-3380953510959465132</id><published>2010-06-12T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:02:03.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesterday went marina barrage with esther, and we encounter 2 totally disgusting cases with 'typical singaporean'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st case: round 1!!! encounter with aunties of age range mayb 30+ to 40+ (P.S. like i care), she putting her smal plastic kite, then her string was so dam low cos her lousy kite haven even start to fly, then when i run to get my kite flying( my kite was already in mid air, jus trying to run to get it higher as i release the entire string) then her string pull me back...its like wa kao, ur stupid string cos my kite to drop, and know what?!? she look at me and show her frown face, then i was saying its ur stupid string pull me back, n i heard her mubble saying how can run one?!? i was like, its a free grassland for u to run, how can i not run, she is a complete idiot to me at the point of time, the i said, if u nv run, how to make ur kite fly as u release ur entire string, hello~ auntie ar use brain pls =[ seriously do u even have brain haha, from what u say, think the answer is no, hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd case: round 2!!! a family of 3 (malays), we went to the gallery @ marina barrage, and there happen to have one photo taking machine, so we went...the malays jumped queue and went first though we were waiting for it for a long time...but our presence seem to have not bother them as them snap here snap there like nobody business like that, thats gross, then they suddenly "went off after so dam long" and sat behind us, so we went ahead...bout 2 pic-taking time, that malay uncle tell us to faster, cos they waiting for us, its like uncle~knock knock u got count ur ur stupid time?!? and pls dun tell me ur previous snaps are faster then us, cos they literally took 4 pics and wanna act stupid by queueing up again behind us to give us the stress we appears to have given them...if thats the case, that uncle was really dam immature =[ sad case 40+ going 50 year old uncle acting so immaturely, thats the first case of immature uncles i have ever seen, even my dad was duno how many fold better then him, thumb down a hundred fold for u~immature uncle and auntie, sad case ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then theres alot friendly chinese aunties and maid also in singapore, "like owner, like maid" u see, such friendly auntie totally deserves such maid =] thumb up...the auntie actually offers her help when we wanna take pic, even without us asking haha so sweet of u ~ auntie =] then the auntie also take a pic of us using her own camera sia, then she says if wan, she can actually send us thru mail =] haha then after the snap snap, we went to other area to snap again, then the maid saw haha and said to me: model sia haha, then i was lke saying paiseh sia, then the auntie say dunid paiseh de la haha =] they are so cute =] haha ty so much for the help from both of u haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the gallery, esther and i went sit sit and chat chat haha, till night falls...like she says, the night there was so nice, so nice so that both of us dun bear to leave the place, too bad we did not bring any food along, so we have to leave cos both of us got hungry =] haha time really past fast when i chat with her, we both enjoyed it =] haha then we went doby to eat the jus acia, but before that we board bus 400 then its quite packed with people going to marina bay mrt, but when the stop arrive, no one was totally sure if thats the stop for it, so no one alight, so the whole bus of people miss 1 stop, haha its dam cool~!! to think whole bus of people miss their stop concurrently =] haha then at nxt stop, we all alight and say sia la~ shld b jus now that stop, hahahaha but nvm its a short walking dist to tanjon pagar mrt though, then doby and sat there toking again after we ate =] i love toking to esther, haha its pleasant, thnk u for the great time sia =] haha but too bad u today got work, if not we can stayed later, but its ok, theres always next time haha =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, today, i called michael, my manager and told him bout my "perfect sense of direction", and asked if i can swop over and b the technician, though without the extra 300 bucks commision haha, but everything can b cover up with OT =] muhaha evil me... and michael agrees haha thanks alot sia, and i was so happy and relieve, thats good haha mr cheyne signing off =] [p.s. cos too hungry, nida eat haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-1085970470673308231</id><published>2010-06-11T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:56:04.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Being working, everyday was like so tiring and draining of energy =[ even when going to my favourite kbox, im moodless haha, cos i went kbox with esther and wanni, end up i feel like sleeping inside, very tired ~ especially the outfield, dam screwed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-1085970470673308231?l=cheyneang.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-7829713339266173873.post-6393822409970875672</id><published>2010-06-06T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T06:38:57.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had a boring saturday and sunday at home...i smsed tianhao, ask him hows ns =] he called me an we chatted, haha tomorrow monday again, boring time to start work again =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6393822409970875672?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/6393822409970875672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-had-boring-saturday-and-sunday-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6393822409970875672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6393822409970875672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-had-boring-saturday-and-sunday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-1838105286871525124</id><published>2010-06-04T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:55:37.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sunday we went ehub at downtown, its a sudden decision though, but before 7 we went to the arcade there to kill time...we did not play the arcade but instead took neoprint haha, sitting on a retro spree =] thumb up, everyone seem to like the shots we took =] then shortly after eating went to kbox, first time i sing quite alot of songs, mayb cos im with frens im so used to =] thats why and from that day i had kbox addiction liao haha...ade went off at bout 10 plus while the 3 of us sing till 11 plus, then we rush off to the mrt station, i and tianhao walked till like almost flying liao haha leaving esther chasing us behind =] then we thought of ade, saying lucky she went home early and wasnt there cos if not she really need to run like mad to catch up with us haha opps =X [P.S esther initaite the thought one haha =]] this is also the day i addict to Justin Bieber de baby =] after reading the lyrics, like the lyrics to the max man haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the day i start work, its quite boring though and facing a group of ''dao kia", haha though i also quite dao LOL  =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday wanni came working with me, at least now got 1 more person to talk to...bored but not as bad cos theres also a destinated job being assigned to us already haha...after work i went to airport to meet up with tianhao and gang, first time late for so long yet got people waiting for me patiently, its a pleasant feeling though, u 3 rocks man, its really nice knowing u all sia, great friends indeed =] 2 thumb ups haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday after work we meet esther n tianhao at vivo cos its the last day we can see tianhao with hair =] haha kai wan xiao =X he is going ns the following day...we ate and arcaded till quite late though, forget the time le haha, my short term memory acting up hahaha and we did alot chatting =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurday after work meet up with esther and caiman for kbox!! this time its at kallang leisure, and its machim a "secondary-school" day, morning in train met huiling and night met eugene, lol haha he is dam tall, even taller than me, bet he 185 ba, but heck care, i dont wish to be so tall =] wa this time i dare to sing with my ja ying, haha esther and caiman heard me haha say sia la, quite high sia hahahahaa anyw i enjoyed alot that day, thanks u 2 sia =] singing feels so good, make me forget bout everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, no event after work, rather boring then wanni decide we go vivo again, wa ate chat shop arcade =] then reach home, i kena army letter, its a monday 13 sept =] lucky its a monday cos i heard from my fren saying if the day im in is say wed, the 2 wk will start counting from the following mon, so will be more then 2 weeks in the end =] lucky me haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to get very tired of things, and know what i decided to gave up le =] i dont really know what im up to or doing, but i think its all pointless now, anyway i shall be me again, i bet next week on, i mayb be going home straight after OT or what, cos going out after work its really exhausting though haha =] but mayb friday will go out ba, see how things turn out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Girl ah, if u dun think so much bout the impossiblities, everything will go in a smooth way, cos Boy will make it turn out smoothly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl ah, if regret is in ur dictionary, why do you wan to "bold" it but doing the same thing once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl ah, dont think bad bout urself, cos in the eye of Boy, you are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl ah, Simplicity and Trust are the keys to all solution, and this is what the Boy have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy like Girl, Girl like Boy, maybe the like now is slight but at least at the present time, its reciprocating, then why do we miss it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl ah Girl ah Girl ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-1838105286871525124?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/1838105286871525124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-we-went-ehub-at-downtown-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1838105286871525124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/1838105286871525124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-we-went-ehub-at-downtown-its.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-268268161364826008</id><published>2010-05-29T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:14:38.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;yesterday my mum off, so she jio me go out =] first stop we went to to changi general hospital, to see my gong gong, my gong gong now can talk more clearly le, glad to know that, my mum pei him chat,while i just sit there listen cos i duno his hokkien, too chim for me, but at times i do cal him, and tok to him wif my lousy hokkien, then he said "wo hen xiao soon" forgethow spell the soon le, haha and also said that to my mum, haiis gong gong ar, my mum is ur daughter and me ur gandson ma =] of course must xiao soon you de, then he kept ask us to rest dunid care him, haha then likewise, we kept call him to rest, dunid care us haha he is so cute =] really hope he can recover from the aspiratory infection so that he can eat normally, without the tube to eat, he hates the tube though cos he say its pain, gong gong bear with it yea, then soon its 2pm, we got to leave the hosp...before leaving, i saw my gong gong fell asleep =] he is too tired le, haha in between the visit he keep yawning =] big yawns haha my mum said. Then nxt stop, bedok inter, we meet up wif my uncle to pei im see handphone before going to the foodfare =] and i saw wanni and quiling haha so qiao, and 1 thing very funny one, quiling always saw me when im wif my mum haha =] we chatted awhile then say byebye le, at foodfare more qiao thing happen, so many ppl yet i manage to meet 4 of my poly frens at the entrace of the expo, haha they went out and i went in =] the foodfare de food was not very impressing and neither very cheap, kns one sian haha end here first, go eat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-268268161364826008?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/268268161364826008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-my-mum-off-so-she-jio-me-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/268268161364826008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/268268161364826008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-my-mum-off-so-she-jio-me-go.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-8210393038351997868</id><published>2010-05-29T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:24:14.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I wan to work =] hopefully the job turn out to be my cup of tea =] money money money haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8210393038351997868?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/8210393038351997868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wan-to-work-hopefully-job-turn-out-to.html#comment-form' title='0 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roman;"&gt;haha silly me, i shall not think so much le =] suddenly no more of that feeling makes me feel so much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8138587302955689220?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/8138587302955689220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/haha-silly-me-i-shall-not-think-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8138587302955689220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/8138587302955689220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/haha-silly-me-i-shall-not-think-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-7072686329031914764</id><published>2010-05-27T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:36:06.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;today went to east coast have a bbq outing with friends...it should b a joyfull one initially, but cos of the oil spill, my mood kena dampened =[ the smell of the oil is real strong, smell like kerosene, kns =[ then nxt is the string wind, haha blow our hair till like siao lang like that, haha then my friend say my hair lucky got wax, haha blow here blow there also never luan, haha actually got abit =X haha, then we set up fire for bbq, when the wind so dam strong, haha we try and try and at last, we made it, then bbq and eat and sing, abit boring =[ sian never take much pic also haha but nvm, got meet up again on sun, sakura and kbox waiting for us =] so long no sing le, feel like singing sia =] yay haha random me =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7072686329031914764?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7072686329031914764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-went-to-east-coast-have-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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wanni and wanwan, haha not sure the actual spelling, and so qiao we met lihong at the gown shop =] then next stop we went to doby for jus acia, then went plaza sing haha, and know what?!? when we sending wanwan to the mrt, we met wif ben and the duno who, i not sure his name, they are shooting the new show, the one which they will criticise how people on the street looks, the in thing and stuff, lol scary, scarly they criticise me sia...so we faster siam =] then i and wanni go play time zone, love the tou lan ji [basketball shooting machine], shoot till so shuang, then go east coast again with tian hao and yuyao and eat...wanni cook and cook till so happy =] but poor us =X haha joking...PS: wanni, when reading dun angry and start shoot me @ facebook ar =] haha, cos ur "kindness" is appreciated =] hahahhahaaha.... then we chatted till 11+, time flies when we chat, as always haha then we went home LOL end of story =X...todae lehs, suddenly no mood, and tired to go east coast again, mayb cos tmr i going east coast again ba =X, scarly later tio east coast phobia haha just kidding, then see the sun like so good, i went to run, strip top to tan =] then wear back take pic then no sun liao walked home =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6478443047777644202?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/6478443047777644202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/ytd-went-to-return-gown-with-wanni-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6478443047777644202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6478443047777644202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/ytd-went-to-return-gown-with-wanni-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-3242376320424556696</id><published>2010-05-23T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:54:45.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;my gong gong had stroke ytd and went to SGH, first time kena stroke =[ everyone got so worried, esp my mum...then today the doc there called and asked if we wanna allow them to have my gong gong bone marrow tested to check if his brain got any infection, after they had his blood tested...the whole conversation was not as clear, worst of it was that the doc there seem quite irresponsible, they simply asked and never care the side effect... as my mum ask for the side effect, they say, my gong gong may bleed, then if his skin is allergic to it, the skin may starts to rot?!? singapore docs simply are so ass la, unlike americans docs, they simply heck care their patient, unless you throw them tons of money, screwed up patient-doc r/s, at least when im concerned, gong gong u must hang in there =[ we will support you, so u must jiayou kaes??? gong gong i miss the healthy old u =[ can let me see u healthy again??? can right?i trust u can =] later i going c u le, wif jie jie =] gong gong jiayou jiayou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-3434494552577115251</id><published>2010-05-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:41:39.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ytd went to east coast, though no bbq, though no tent, though no actual plan initially, everything went out smoothly =] we had fun, so much fun and sweat haha, we flied a cute squid kite, first time flying kite, its a real good experience cos the string never snap hahaha and the kite can fly till so dam high, cool sia then leh we went skating, oh my its better than ice skating to be honest, but still need practice haha...at the end often 2 hrs of struggling, we like almost got the hang of it, but all our toe ankle like so tired, mayb cos too strained =] P.S lucky i never fall, only got 1 time spilt-end haha if not i fall at my height sure butt open flower one ahaha....then went mac to eat, though hungry, mac still taste sucky =] then we plan for weihua 's birthday...night falls shortly, night at east coast, by the sea is really very nice, pleasant to the eye sia, a horizontal line of orange light over the plain fade blue sky against some thick fat cloud =] then when weihua reached, she saw the surprise plan for her, she was happy, real happy =] lucky our effort pay off hahaha, then we sap snap, run here run there, fly kite then settle down on matt, and start to chat, 2 hr pass like 10min when toking, haha but the feeling overall is so different from what i had past time, really dun feel like leaving this time =] i love east coast especially with a group of friends, got a little sunburnt =]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3434494552577115251?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3434494552577115251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/ytd-went-to-east-coast-though-no-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3434494552577115251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3434494552577115251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/ytd-went-to-east-coast-though-no-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-8511853120096731472</id><published>2010-05-22T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T05:03:42.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;First time to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;a pub&lt;/span&gt;,    &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;with friends from sp...got to know quite many of them haha...Its overall quite a pleasant experience though, but i drink little, if not i will be like some of my friends who vomit 8 rounds, world record ~! we played dice and played guessing and cards... haha then the punishment for the loser in dice got to drink whisky, and luckily i lost 1 round only, then i found that whisky alone is alot better then whisky &amp;amp; coke, at least for me...and my friend keep snap here snap there, taking pic randomly lol~then when i was playing cards, a girl i think from the other table, came to me and tapped me say her friend thinks i handsome... that was very random, too random till i hear le only can react over shortly after...lol never saw her face also, but nvm that probably was some true or dare thingy haha, then ton till morning, we bout 4+ went bugis mac, first time reaching bugis so EARLY, 4+am back then...went get money then go for big breakfast, seriously i only like their egg, the chicken and the bread simply sucks x] after eating went outside see friends trying to vomit yet cant vomit out, haha lol...then sit and sit till suddenly archew~~and ganna flu, owned then flu got worst till i gt blood shot eyes, x] then went home wif friends, taking mayb the second or third train, zzzz with few seats, then keep sneeze and seenze, sian...screw that flu virus yea, then walked home like zombies, then at last reached home that time, fastly gt change and night cos i zzz already =] but hor i prefer kbox cos pub hor, there de uncles sang till so BTH yet can sang till so loud, dam owned la~first time ton with friends not bad actually, just that we all turned zombies after the night, mayb im the only one???cos that dam flu =] then tmr gonna went east coast liao, quite along time never went there le, alot of thing have changed since i last went there though, but like i care, or should i say, i no longer care haha =] oya writing till here suddenly tot of saying THANK YOU to ade =] for the message that day, haha u rocks! =]&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thank you ade&lt;/span&gt;, actually that day i was jus playing xiao hai zi pi qi, immature me =[ towards my mum, felt real sorry haha, oya toking bout my mum, my dad hor was real cute last night when i went pub, cos i knew he dont like me go to such place, somemore ton thru the night, he called me serveral times, then first call no one was singing, so i said i went to chalet for friend 's bd celebration, i lied though =[ , then second call and the third i had missed calls, then i called back, back then gt 1 super screwed uncle or whoever sing till so nan ting yet sang till so dam loud, seriously screw me up la, my dad heard "his voice", then ask me chalet gt kaeraok meh, or whatever that spelling, then i closed my eye and said gt, lol and he obviously knew i lied, then i jus said, dun do anything funny har, and he add in, come back early and end the call...haha my friend and me are so cute larh, we both lied, i knew he dun like me going pub, so i lied, he knew i dun like him to nag and ask so much, he lied too =] like father like son, but makes me feel touched, but a least im not too bad a son, i got listen to them, as in dont drink so much, and i did, actually cos i know my limit and dun wanna get drunk la and i dun really likes to drink much cos mayb i prefer eating =] , but obviously i benefit too, as in not drink so much, drinking hurts my liver leis =] thanks mama n papa =] for trying to understand me, at least this time, and i got my lesson mah, kena that kns flu virus till i kept sneezing in train lorh, when everyone in that train all like sit till fall asleep and got awakened by my archew ~~ and i got real embarrassed also =[ haha so ya, looking towards tomorrow outing @ east coast, but my friend all haven onnline, forget we miting what time sia haha =] ok i stop here, probably continue tomorrow bout how my slack day @ east coast went =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-8511853120096731472?l=cheyneang.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-7829713339266173873.post-6103276090317883810</id><published>2010-05-20T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T06:54:05.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;No matter what, at the end of the day, they are still the best =] as in my mum n dad, my sis, hmm maybe still sucks...hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6103276090317883810?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/6103276090317883810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-matter-what-at-end-of-day-they-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6103276090317883810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/6103276090317883810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-matter-what-at-end-of-day-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5610462357500118553</id><published>2010-05-20T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T04:00:45.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Today is my graduation day, but somehow it does not seem to go the way i hope it would be, quite disappointed though...i have saw most of my classmates parents, which makes me feel more disappointed in my parents, i know this isn't the way to treat them, but im getting tired of everything. My parents and me are drifting so far, so far that they dun even know what im thinking, what i want...Yet they thought they are close to me, its sad though to be at the other corner of the situation...My dam sis fking argue with me the last night over an unreasonable issue, and cause my sore throat today, and it very well screw my day...She sucks, her attitude sucks and i hate her...She call you when she needed you, when she dunid you anymore, she jolly well treat you like dirt. She need money she will just take, she need you to borrow money, you can never say no, but when returning, she will say: "wait lah, machim i not gonna retun like that even when she promise to return that day". This kind of ass attitude will only display at home. She is such a aker in my eye, and all cause by my mum treating her like a princess, screwed spoilt bread...i wondered if my dad knows today is my graduation day, random thinking...i hate them, maybe im just being like a kid, but seriously the feeling of not being treat like one in the family makes me so tired, i need a break c'mon...fuck it, toking bout all these crap make me feel better, but it also make me wanna sleep, sometimes i wonder, if i die one day, will them weep for me OR NOT, or maybe i die for 6 hrs later then they notice im dead? to be honest, i never really hate my family, jus mere disappointment...a lot of it i think...suddenly cant wait to slack wif fren at pub tmr night...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5610462357500118553?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5610462357500118553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-is-my-graduation-day-but-somehow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5610462357500118553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5610462357500118553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-is-my-graduation-day-but-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-5586622422665888652</id><published>2010-05-17T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:24:17.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ok back, lets continue blogging =] on sun went out wif tianhao n gang =] haha we went eat eat first then toktok, but hor the jus acia @ city hall de not as nice as doby =] doby de more prefered hahahahha ... then went back to bedok, i suddeny abit high then keep laughing hahah i think i sot liao =] then today went bugis early in the morning =[ never even sleep till bao, haha then leh went eat breakfast, eat the saba + unagi set, + mango sago $ cream + durian duno what cake, lol till wan vomit...then the auntie sitting beside me turn and ask me whats the desert im having, i eating halfway then she asked, nearly choked, haha kidding, first time tio asked what im eating, lol mayb cos she see me eat till so tasty like tat =] funny thing is hor, then she go buy, yet she cant find the store then she came back ask me again = =. haha then went haji lane, the shop there always give ppl those very relax type of feel, like it very much man, then suddenly have a feeling to open one shop of those kind, by age 24??? haha then went street n iluma..wa iluma gt 1 shop the salesgirl attitude suck till duno how say sia, abit fk up lor, screw her la, thenmy sis still stupid stupid go buy shoe from her =.= wa now 12+ liao, okie also nothing much to write le, but these few daes my life like sort of brighten up alot, starting to forget those kns de unhappy thing =] night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5586622422665888652?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5586622422665888652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/ok-back-lets-continue-blogging-on-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5586622422665888652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5586622422665888652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/ok-back-lets-continue-blogging-on-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-2991342747487774174</id><published>2010-05-17T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:56:51.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Life being great, times flies fast... went kbox with wanni and friends and singsingsing till sore throat =], nice experience. Then when back home, sis ask me why i dare to sing, PS [she mean i sing horribly =X], screw her haha... Then next few daes went jogging opposite my block again, and as always very suay, i go jog sun went slack, i bo jog sun so bright hahah, but nvm i went no matter what ..brb some error occur = =.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-2991342747487774174?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/2991342747487774174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-being-great-times-flies-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2991342747487774174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/2991342747487774174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-being-great-times-flies-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-4485224942640843841</id><published>2010-04-06T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:32:48.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Who will shed for me if i die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;losing faith in this world, im getting disappointed in this world, but im most sorry for my dad at this moment of time, he cared bout me, and he do care yet i didnt notice all of the time... if seriously i am dead, how nice will it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-4485224942640843841?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/4485224942640843841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-will-shed-for-me-if-i-die-losing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/4485224942640843841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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time, GG haha, hope faster grow long again, =)signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-5526479408133664652?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/5526479408133664652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-days-never-update-blog-le-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5526479408133664652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/5526479408133664652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-days-never-update-blog-le-today.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-558686822748874540</id><published>2010-03-23T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:36:11.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Its 23 march,and everything returns back to normal...i am suffocating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;suffocated by everything around me, i am tired and i need a long break, but why cant  have it?the moment i stop my pace, they nagged, they never ever put themselves into my shoe, i am a perfectionist and i got a plan for my life,why cant i do what i feel like doing, as and when i like?i need freedom...but somehow freedom cling onto independence, but am i ready for it?game starts to make me sick again, getting tired of it yet again, maybe i should go back to suntanning and stuff =), but can lao tian ye stop raining?haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-558686822748874540?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/558686822748874540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-23-marchand-everything-returns-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/558686822748874540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/558686822748874540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-23-marchand-everything-returns-back.html' title=''/><author><name>cheyne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09244344282470179062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7829713339266173873.post-6501971921904869126</id><published>2010-03-21T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:36:27.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Been working for the past 2 days at downtown east carrefour, first time working in a carrefour...n know wad, they keep playing the same song over and over again, those song are boring haha, but one or two was quite nice...i rmb one of the song they played had this sentence, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why makes things easy to complicated, &lt;/span&gt;and i truly again man...seriously this line makes me thought of my "classmates", cos i no longer regard them as friend to be honest...i m truly disappointed in how they treat me, to me they are just bastards, okay i dun wanna spoil my day writing blog bout them, ci'ao bastards...hahah his morning wake up with tears, haha its somehow related to the dream i had last night, haha then i wake up blurblur, see handphone and surprised, i had 7 messages, not bad haha first time so many friend greet me happy birthday, hahha lol 7 is many to me, lol abit sad hor, but somehow i get used to it le, eh n facebook got 2 friend greet me =), this is sweet, a greeting mayb the simplest thing in life but it can means alot...lalalas suddenly theres thunder and i thought myself at carrefour past 2 days, zzzz people go there working, i go there semi working, semi slacking, semi shopping, lol =) and i bought 1 levis shoe at 30 bucks, cool quite cheap , and 1 set of singles of 3 colours at carrefour at 20 bucks and dam the size too big, my 20 bucks went down the drain lorhs haha, but nevermind in army sure can wear =), and i cut short hair again !! and to me, its really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOL this time, i love it though, &lt;/span&gt;haha sooner or later i try upload new pics =) hhahahahahahhahahahahaahahahahaha i love 22 march blehs, its so cool =) received 60 bucks angbao, zzzz getting lesser each year but its okay to me, i got work ma, lol my dad quite touched me eh, he last night saw my shoe and asked me how much i bought it for, and i said 30 bucks, he then asked me if i have enuff to spent, i replied say i have enuff, then he said if not enuff, he sponsor me 100 bucks, then i keep repeating enuff enuff enuff...n he keep repeating if not enuff blarblarblar, haha but he nice la, haha =) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheyne is my name and im unique &lt;/span&gt;=) i go eat, so birthday-boy signing off here haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-6501971921904869126?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-7829713339266173873.post-3354540169883907194</id><published>2010-03-16T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:37:12.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I hate her presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;i simply don't know whats wrong with her, the moment she back home, i was like lost my freedom..Everything i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; bothers the hell out of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She may be in bad mood, but hello, im not there for her to vent her stupid anger at...The she is my sis though, i play she kao pei, i eat she kao pei, i watch tv she kao pei, and whats worst is she will always call to ask me open the damn door for her, machiam she is princess sia...really cant stand her anymore, really wish that i can faster in ns and get the hell out of her sight, or get my own house will be even better, just away from her...actually im wondering if this phrase is true "the kind at heart will always be bullied or used"...its being a rather exhausting journey for me from primary sch till now, yet there is not many people know how i feel all along, not even my closest mum? okay lah, in my life, i do met some acquaintance, some friends who is worth pouring your heart out with, and some romance...but seriously there is only 2 girls which i like in my 20 years of life, those type of love which will make you blush and get your heart to pound like mad and give you the drive to go to class to see them...none other then those 2, theres nothing much to mention though, haha hmm im not flirt, cos those 2 girls i met at different interval of my life, and i still cant forget them...and i bet till now they still don't know how i feel for them bah? cos i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hongweijie,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;somehow find no courage to tell those i like bout how i felt, hahah cos i scare i will spoil the current relationship between i n her, as always, and so theres 2 regrets in my life, but thats before i entered polytechnic...And i really hope i can find my her soon, haha or she can find me soon, lol what am i talking, mayb cos i dont wish to hurt anyone any further or feel myself wasting my time in a r/s i dun look forward to le ba, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cheyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; signing off cos hungry bleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-3354540169883907194?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/3354540169883907194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-her-presence-i-simply-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3354540169883907194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829713339266173873/posts/default/3354540169883907194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829713339266173873.post-7112877480846823586</id><published>2010-03-15T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:37:35.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Recently i have watched vampire 's diary...and i sorta envy Americans, cos they simply speak well and look well...haha and i really like to watch those Americans drama, okay apart from all those drama stuff, hmm its 16 march already, 6 more days to my birthday, but somehow no feeling of enthusiasm or stuff like that as yet?Sometimes i feel the urge to change myself, but is it worth the change?my mum nagging at me for something small yet again, why must i always be the one who they will look to when they need help, especially my sis, and when everything 's over, they simply treat as though they never own you anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Is all these whats family all about, alright i have a answer in heart, NO, a nono for me,but still i will help no matter what, and i don't know why i so stupid...ok forget it, i promise myself from today onwards, i will try my best to have self control over what im doing and gonna do, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16 march&lt;/span&gt; is the day, lol i need to bold it if not i will forget again, actually im very disappointed in everything, everyone i met in life, though not really everyone, but there are some lah, dun feel like mentioning to spoil my day, all i can say is, they simply suck to the core, there is no point treating them good cos they are simply too blind to see the fact that you are trying your best here to treat them good and simply thought that you should be treating them so, whatever, treat it as i stamped my eyes...but 1 thing for sure, i really feel like changing to those 20s kind of life when im there, finding 1 girlfriend whom i love, and love me the same way =) haha, and having a apartment of my own, really getting out of breathe when sis esp, nagging the hell out of me, for something seemingly is her fault,forget it, but she simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCK&lt;/span&gt;, i hope she can come to her sense someday, at least...to be honest, friend is important to me if there is any, but if there is none, i won't really give a dam, haha opss, but seriously i feel that i don't feel to have a real friend till now, quite pathetic hahah but nevermind, okay so i really hope i can sorta be transformed, and 1 thing bad bout blog is ...i dun really know how to end it, abit lame though, oh ya talking bout lame, actually there are friends i met online who i can treat as friend, at least they gave me the feel of what friend should do...suddenly though of vampire 's diary again, and started to crave for its season 2, oh my god, the show is worth to watch seriously, okay now going to eat, starving ...lalalas my first post =) and my mum very fan, nag and nag, sibei buay tahan though, thats why i wanna be alone, but although i mention so much bout her nagging, at least im not a mummy boy, she don't really care the hell of me, im sorta glad zzzz, weird me, ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829713339266173873-7112877480846823586?l=cheyneang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/feeds/7112877480846823586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cheyneang.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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